"Master Alphonse, this way."
Yes.
Sura is dead.
You can say that it's a good birthday.
Sura lived long enough that she didn't even know how old she was.
After she died like that, we decided to do a funeral.
Barca Church in the new Barca neighborhood.
There is an ice-absorbing stone statue that depicts Brother Arth riding the Valkyrie, and I don't feel the cold all year round.
In other words, the big statue in Barca's church makes it difficult to feel the cold in the surrounding area, so it is easy to spend time even in winter in the whole city of New Barca.
There was a coffin in front of the altar where such a miracle statue was held, and the body of Sura was stored there.
This Barca church has been seen by Hannah, and I asked Hannah for Sura's funeral.
Hannah calls out to me in front of everyone.
When I heard the words, I moved forward.
I approached the coffin containing Sura, and then put a casket on the remains of Sura.
It was a bright red centipede.
The red and black magic stone I got in the magic labyrinth was the core, and it was made into a vessel with my blood.
When it is placed on Sura's body, the liquid comes out like a twitching stain in the vessel.
At first glance, it may even look like alcohol made from grapes.
But it was Sura's blood.
Sura's last wish, to suck the blood of the dead, was met with caution by others.
As Laura told me before, I'm already a person to be seen and judged.
Sucking the blood of the dead openly meant that if it was an unusual battlefield, it should not be done during a strict funeral.
I guess it's just as bad as it looks.
I put a magic sword on the body of a dead Sura and sucked blood out of it until it was dry.
That's why we created the mackerel to deceive them.
It's a legend that's been passed down here.
The Kowloon Plain, which also includes the Orient country, has a kind of natural belief, and among them, it seems that there is a way of thinking about the river with a lot of flooding as a dragon.
Based on that, there is an anecdote that after the dragon was exterminated, a centipede came out of the body.
The bowl here is something that I quickly created, but based on that story, I have given it a name such as the Holy Grail.
Those who swallowed the blood of the Holy Grail that emerged from the dragon's body managed to add to the story of eternal life.
I don't know how many people believe it, but it's a church that's the birthplace of magic, and it's not strange that there's such a strange thing.
"I hereby pledge to give you the liquid of the purified soul of Saint Sura by the Holy Grail, and to continue to walk with you. Sura, rest in peace."
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