Dake stood behind the heavy gate of the church, quietly opened a small crack in the tent and looked out.

Outside, George, dressed in a black tight priest robe, was praying seriously. Delegates from all walks of life in Stanford all bowed their heads and looked sad, standing in front of Dark's grave.

Isabella sat behind Dark, held her cheek with her hands, and asked with a smile: "How is it, Governor, how do you feel when you see your funeral with your own eyes?"

"Very special," Dark laughed, putting down his tent and not watching George's performance. "At least, the expressions of those people are real, and it seems that I, the governor, are doing well."

"Do I want you to use my divine power to bring you back from the dead?"

Dark smiled and said, "Please make sure to let me walk in the free heaven for a few days. It took a lot of effort to make me die. Do you want everyone's efforts to waste?"

"It's kidding. However, it took a lot of time to rescue him by being shot like that by a crossbow arrow?"

"There is no rescue at all. The killer and the unlucky governor are all fake. Riley made it with the organ printing room, and George personally controlled it with the spiritual hive, directed and acted in a big drama. This is less dangerous than the time when I played Hassan in Alabo, and I hid behind from beginning to end and watched the live broadcast of magic images."

"What about the real murderer?"

"Mosaria didn't know how strict Stanford's identity verification system was. Assassin was targeted as soon as he got off the boat, and then he set off a long line to catch big fish. Within five hours of getting ashore, all the assassins were arrested. Do you know who was the one who took action?"

"who?"

"Aladdin, the guy has been a bodyguard for nearly twenty years for the rotten Berkas in Kunshabi's belly. He was so cruel and single-handed that he controlled the situation almost instantly. I guess he had the strength to fight Wilde in good condition. Then, you know."

When he said this, Dak smiled self-deprecatingly: "George, this guy, scattered the Makarov airship early. When the assassination broke out, he had already flew out of the Howling Ice Field Base for a hundred and ten kilometers. If Yagenk did not refuse arrogantly, but sent someone to coordinate the handling of the assassination, I wouldn't know how he would end it."

"Anyway, everything has nothing to do with us anymore, right?"

"Yes, there's one last thing," said Dark, holding the girl's little hand, "Our wedding is about to begin. That guy George never goes back on his word. You can believe this kind of character. Are you ready?"

Her face turned red: "Of course. Where are you?"

"Well, not yet, there's still something less."

"Ah? It's going to start in two hours. What are you doing? What are you missing?"

Dark pulled her into his arms with lightning speed: "I lack this!"

"Hey, you hate it--------"

Then, she melted into the man's broad and thick chest.

An hour later, Governor Dark's funeral ended, and representatives from all walks of life and people dispersed. George ran back to the church quickly and began to change the clothes of the emcee of the wedding. The wedding of Dark and Isabella was about to begin.

Of course, it's a secret.

An ultra-luxury Makarov airship without loading arms is waiting for everyone.

This was specially created by George at all costs for this wedding.

George promised that above the sky and above the sea, to give Dark a spectacular wedding.

How can we not mobilize the masses and attract other people's attention? Of course, we are dominating the nine heavens and overlooking the people, but the people can only look up and cannot understand the truth!

"Dak, I will compensate you in the future. In you, I saw another me, another former me. If I can never return to my world, let this compensation be a memory."

On the airship, in the empty room, George sat in a chair and muttered to himself.

Everyone who attended this wedding was all insiders. There were relatives like Riley, friends like Reus, Isis, Shachi, as well as friends of distress, Hickstu, Yarlin, Ramos, and Aladdin, and many of them turned enemies into friends.

Looking at the guests and friends in the room, George was filled with emotion when he was in Port Snell.

In more than two years, the seeds of the new era have sprouted.

Someone knocked on the door, George calmed down and said loudly: "Come in."

It was Reus who pushed the door in. His expression was very strange, but he showed a hint of ease: "George, the groom and the bride ran away and let us all doves--Is this called elopement or something else?"

George was stunned and laughed and cried: "Run away? Are these two guys really... what are you saying?"

"Leave a letter here."

George unfolded the letter paper and read it carefully.

"George, when you saw this letter, Lala and I had left. Now the Dark God Cult is full of talents, and I am a guy who is neither good at literature nor martial arts. It is better to let the virtuous as soon as possible. Besides, the dynasty hegemony is not what I want.

"At this moment, I just want to say sorry to you and let everyone go pigeons. The most important thing about weddings is the feelings of the two of us. I thought about it and then thought, but I still couldn't listen to the screams of the people and the blood on the ground while tasting the wine and the magnificence of life. I heard Riley say that when you were on Ponsa Tower, when you were executing Carol, you didn't say anything at that time, but your face looked even worse than dead people after you came down. You must not want to become those scumbags, and you will definitely understand Lala and me, right?

"I will miss the days we walked together. Starting from Port Snell, the rainforests in the south, the deserts in the east, and the ice sea in the north, we have found countless special, many, even unknown slimes, and have made them into weapons for humans to transform the world. This is enough to make us go down in history. However, George, what I admire most is not the prophet-like prophecy and scientific breakthroughs. You have done better in guiding everyone to understand human beings themselves."

Seeing this, George smiled, put down the letter paper, let out a long breath, and then continued to look.

"You are an excellent liar, using slime as bait to deceive us into seeing all kinds of social transformation plans. The bloody slave owner rule in the southern jungle, the most extreme theocratic rule in the womb of the mother of the sandworm in the dead fire desert, and the rule of the factory owner who was dressed in the cloak of democracy in the ice sea, and the old civilization that had already sunk to the bottom of the sea that was once highly developed but had sought death because of neglecting human development. I think if it weren't for our appearance, it would probably become the future of the present and this era. By the way, there is the Kingdom of Dorand, our starting point, which is still firmly bound by the power of religion and royal power to this day. You have led us to see the past, present and the vast future of mankind. Tell us which roads say "This road is not accessible, so I don't hate you, you've cheated well.

"After a long journey, the thick veil of the word "human" was finally gradually lifted up. This is an era when the long dark night is about to pass and the stars have not yet risen. This is an era when the power of the gods begins to fade, and the value of human beings is not fully recognized. This is an era when the wizards have stepped down from the altar, and technology is still called alchemy. If you are a burning torch, then I am an unknown fire. I will continue my journey with the beliefs of the preacher and the martyr."

"Goodbye George, I will stare at you in the dark and cheer for your achievements, but if you lose your soul in Vanity Fair, I will definitely come and clean up you. Goodbye, I hope everything goes well and never see you again."

The signature of the letter is "A person who has no regrets."

George gently folded the letter paper, put it in his left bra pocket, walked to the porthole of the airship, and looked down at the vast sea of ​​clouds.

"The greatest success, the greatest failure; the best friend, the worst enemy. Goodbye Dark, I hope everything goes well and never see you again."
Chapter completed!