What happened on the ship is actually just a secret. Even the observer and the will of the universe do not know about it in order to avoid the star beasts that devour the world that are rampant in the multiverse, let alone other people in the fleet. In short, during the time of returning home, Sexiliu took care of the sick Lu Xi with all her might, and at the same time she did her best to fulfill the duties of Lu Xi's agent, and managed the entire white warship in an orderly manner.

Overall, along the way, there was no danger. When the entire fleet entered the capital Tian District, Lu Xi felt that she should have recovered, so she stood up and quickly recovered her extremely physical function with a visible degree of recovery, which made everyone in the fleet have the idea of ​​escaping the disaster inexplicably. Of course, Sexiliu also suddenly felt that the other party was suspected of pretending to be sick and fooling him, so his arrogance completely overwhelmed his coquettishness, and he was unwilling to pay attention to the other party for nearly two hours - in a sense, she was really not nonsense.

On the other hand, the time when the mobile fleet arrived in Elichar was already early October. Originally, the high speed of the white warship using the guided engine did not take that long during the journey, but after all, the same fleet was acting together, and the speed was determined by the upper limit rather than the lower limit, and there were fat and weight transport ships that moved slowly. Of course, it was precisely because of this that the people of the federal capital might have a chance to show their kindness and enthusiasm. When the huge white warships and several warships behind them entered the military port one after another, they entered the military port one after another.

At that time, Lu Xi suddenly discovered that a large military port that could accommodate more than 10,000 people was crowded and crowded, and even the roofs of the surrounding port and warehouse areas were crowded. The surrounding areas of the military port were hung with colorful flags, and the flowers were clustered like a circus - and it was the type of streets between townships and small cities in third- and fourth-tier cities. The standard configuration was about an old clown, a third-rate singer and dancer, two hungry but had their teeth pulled out, and the like.

"...I accidentally thought it was the federal army that saved the world." Lu Xi sneered.

"Maybe, this is how the official promotes it." Sexiliu thought about it and could only draw this conclusion: "We finally arrived at the scene before Auckland, which is indeed worthy of publicity."

"It was the teacher who saved the world, not the federal army. This is too big a difference!" Lu Xi said. He was very angry, saying that he had not fired a shot at the big men on the dock and was already very well-cultivated. For a moment, he even wanted to turn his head and leave in the white ark on the spot. This was equivalent to slapping some people who organized this grand welcome ceremony in front of so many ordinary citizens. If it were a few days ago, he might have done so, but after some "illness" for some reason, he gradually returned to his previous calmness. He realized that even if he did this, there seemed to be no benefit to fulfill it. At this time, the best way was to get off the boat, wear glamorous clothes, hang a hypocritical smile, and greet the big men who came to greet him, to figure out their intentions.

Lu Xi put on armor and star robe - in terms of appearance, this comes from the characteristic costumes of the ancient shamanshire court magician group, which is much more gorgeous and elegant than the robes distributed by the Federation. Moreover, magician officers can wear their own robe instead of uniforms in formal occasions, which has always been the privilege given to the caster by the Federation - Sexiliu helped him sort out his collar and cuffs. Of course, he did not hang medals on his chest like a fool, and then got off the ship directly. So, compared with the remaining officers wearing dresses and all the ornaments in the fleet, he was more like a hero who had just come down from the battlefield.

When Lu Xi's figure just appeared on the bridge, cheers had already sounded from all directions. As he got off the boat step by step along the ladder and stepped on the land of Elichar, it developed to the extreme, just like boiling air waves, straight into the sky.

...Forget it, after all, after all, the people become groups, they are the stupidest and most easily fooled and incited. However, no matter what, they are just ordinary people. No matter what the reason is, at least at this time, they are indeed welcoming themselves sincerely.

In this way, it has been nearly a year and a half since the last time I left Elichar to rush to the Iron Rock Canyon.

Lu Xi sighed and looked at the person facing him. A person in his fifties was wearing a decent and fitted dress and wearing accessories that could show his identity, but was not particularly gorgeous. The purple hair on his head was meticulously combed, and the smile on his face was intimate and reserved, which only reflected the demeanor of being a "big man", and also fully conveyed his enthusiasm, joy and sincerity through his eyes. When it comes to acting skills, this elegant middle-aged uncle is really not inferior to him! His slightly thin cheeks and the bridge of his nose like a falcon seem to think a little sharply, but it gives people a very courageous feeling.

Well, just by his appearance, this uncle is like a natural leader, no worse than any king who lives in eight seats.

No, 50 years old, no, not far behind the uncle with purple hair, there was another old man wearing a simple robe and very old. His hair was still gray and his face was full of ravines. He should be very old, but he did not have the feeling of old age that the elderly should have. Instead, he was taller and more determined than most young people. It was the federal Minister of Military Affairs, Russell Clement, another great magician of the alliance. He did not show any intimacy specifically, but just looked at Lu Xi from a distance and nodded slightly. There was not much expression on his face, but he expressed his emotions with a look.

"...Sorry. It's time to show some people, but I really can't do anything about it." His eyes were filled with such a clear wry smile.

Lu Xi took a step forward, and before he could think of who to say hello to, that seaweed, no, the middle-aged man with purple hair, had already come up. Bu Feng was not fast, but he took a big step. He walked in front of Lu Xi in a few steps, held Lu Xi's hand that had just reached out with both hands, held hard, and shook it.

Daddy Shirae, if you dump it again, labor and capital will really have to squirt fireballs on your face in front of all the senior federal officials and tens of thousands of onlookers? And it also added chaos seasoning!

"Oh, poor child. Look at how you are now, you must still be deeply immersed in grief, right?" Shirae Dad, the Minister of the Interior of the Federation, the head of the Violet Family, who is competing with Russell for the highest consul, showed a trace of just the right pain and sorrow, just like comforting his close children and nephews: "...not only you, poor children, but also us, all the federal people, and the whole world, are mourning for the passing of that great man."

I couldn't feel the atmosphere of grief at all. Lu Xi sighed and looked at the crowd cheering at him in the distance. He could be sure that there were a large group of people who were setting the rhythm here. However, the cheers of these ordinary citizens were basically real. For ordinary people, what is the inevitable relationship between the departure of a great magician and them? However, the existence of a hero gave them a chance to hustle and bustle on their own... Although they may not really know what the actions of this "hero" are related to them.

Lu Xi could basically guess how this matter was promoted within the alliance.

"Facts have proved that Master Oruthello Berenkast is not only your mentor, but also the benefactor of our country and the whole world. And you are now also a hero of this country. The people need heroes, and the country is also... The respected Master Oruthello must have gone to the Pure Land of the Gods. His spirit in heaven must also want to see a stable federation and a happy you. Please accept the cheers of the people calmly? This is what you deserve. Our hero!"

Well, it is indeed almost exactly the same as I expected, but it is just that it is more pretentious to use words and sentences.

Of course, it was precisely because of this psychological expectation that Lu Xi performed quite appropriately and even perfectly in his subsequent actions from beginning to end. This made Sai Xiliu, who had been worried about whether he would go wild at any time and rush into the port, breathed a sigh of relief.

After expressing his "good friendship" with the hero of the Federation and the number one idol in the eyes of the young people of the country, Turner Veranbat, as the current supreme head of the Federation, the chairman of the Oil Barrel, who is scheduled to retire this year (forgive Lu Xi, he has forgotten his name now), came out with a dedicated spirit to stand in the last shift. He personally gave Lu Xi the highest medal of honor - the Blue Sky Medal, and then at the port

On the temporary rostrum, a lengthy speech was delivered to welcome the people. It was probably the old talk that the Federal Fleet saved the world abroad and expressed its admiration for Master Orusero Berenkast who "sacrificed his life for the world" with particularly gorgeous rhetoric, and also focused on commending Lu Xi's achievements in this major event. Therefore, "With a hero in the Federation, he will always be the beacon of hope for world civilization, the glory of the sky, and the six-pointed star flag will never fall to the ground."

Yes, the Pope is right. After expelling the demon gods and demons, everything is still no different from before. Those who live must continue to live, and no matter how important the commemoration is, it has nothing to do with the dead.

Then, as Lu Xi completely expected, in the following days, the federal government held a grand state funeral for Orousero Berencaster. Elichard only decorated the port when he welcomed the return of the fleet, but for the next seven consecutive days, it was all the city in plain clothes, and even in front of the Blue Palace, half-staff was lowered.

On the day of the funeral, more than 100,000 people came to see him off. The federal government even built a large memorial for Oruthello on the mountainside of Elichar. In fact, the mountain called Cuishan was originally a cemetery prepared by the Academic Alliance for the ruling class and the Aufa masters of this country. Only those above the magicians are qualified to be buried there. On this Cuishan, there are very few people qualified to have a separate memorial. As Teacher Oruthello, it is only the fourth one.

When Orusero Berencaster's coffin was sent to the memorial hall, all members of the Supreme Ruling Organ of the Federation and the ruling committee arrived. In addition to the person in charge of carrying the coffin, Lu Xi also included Chairman Chaihe and Speaker of the Oil Barrel, as well as three other ministers, namely Shirae's father Turner Verander Barrel, and his squinting father, Federal Business Secretary Daren Dandy Lane. In addition, a supporting role in Lu Xi who was too lazy to remember his name and appearance, seemed to be the Federal Minister of Agriculture and Forestry...

As the only great magician present at the same level as Orusero, Russell Clement presided over the entire funeral. The other two great magicians, Master Palon Alawal, the president of the Federal Central Magic Academy, and the chief prophetic master, Master Yuxi Nakado, who has been living in seclusion, were not present. However, no one cared about this, or even ignored this.

This funeral may have been a little too "hurried". It was only a week from the return of the fleet to the formal burial. The embassies of the countries in the federal capital did not have time to notify the country and appointed enough important figures to serve as envoys to mourn, so the ambassador had to attend the full authority.

The ambassador of Auckland is a handsome but powerful Saint Laurent Knight named Viscount Melt. Virginia is Baron Anwart, a strong, knowledgeable but actually a Nord heavy warrior. Although the two of them sarcastically said to each other, it was impossible for them to perform a full martial arts at Master Orusello's funeral. They all expressed Chen Ken's condolences to Lu Xi, or in other words, their attitude was too humble, almost as if they were treating their own core members of the royal family, which made the federal officials and nobles watching nearby more or less amazed again.

Of course, from beginning to end, Lu Xi has always responded to everyone with a polite manner that is almost numb and mechanical, but impeccable.

What ordinary onlookers don’t know is that the only one who was buried in this Cuishan Memorial Hall was Orusero’s tomb. The real body has been in the White Ark. Since Lu Xi has always occupied the doom and moved, the federal army has always been difficult to name others.

In fact, according to the practice of the Colorful Rose lineage, after the members died, they actually had a special traditional funeral, and the place should be held on the Colorful Rose Island. It has never changed since the successor of the Great Sage of Laxis moved to the remote empty island with the founding of the Federation.

According to the tradition of the master, the entire funeral should be presided over by Lu Xi himself. He should escort his mentor's coffin back to the territory and complete this set of rituals to complete the oath to the ancestors and declare that he would inherit the Dharma tradition of the Great Sage and the Seven Colorful Rose.

However, before this, there were still many things that needed to be cleaned up.
Chapter completed!