Otherwise, how to explain that he only stayed in the temporary hospital for three days and that old Belfast had been recovered when he was discharged? How to explain that the bat monster that soared in the sky and brought shadows suddenly became an ally? How to explain that the weirdness in the shipwreck area became the dependent of the twisted shadow?
And Mr. Lu Li suddenly wants to hold a ceremony for them to become exorcists?
"Your Excellency Lu Li doesn't have time to lie to you with sweet dreams." Langer came to inform him and threw the dress that the merchant Anthony had brought from the underground city to Yoder.
"An hour later, the square."
Yodel stretched his neck and looked out the window, but he couldn't see the square from the bed.
Langer walked out of the ward to inform other companions. Yodel opened the stacked gown, and he didn't like the tuxedo style with a butt curtain, but if it was used in the award ceremony...
A few minutes later, Yoder, wearing a tuxedo, walked out of the ward and came to the Potter ward where the door was open and noise could be heard.
"...I went to visit the Lord of Silent Hill."
The ward was crowded with eight exorcists and two of Porter's friends. He was almost the last one to arrive, only Naveen did not come. Langer was helping Wenger in the wheelchair change into a dress, and recounted his experience: "We unexpectedly
We get along well, and Count Dracula hopes that I will be his guest often."
Of course it's because they are all talkative.
"I heard that Count Dracula and Mr. Lu Li knew each other in the old days, and they also said that they had helped Mr. Lu Li."
"No wonder they became allies." The other exorcists suddenly realized.
"Is Count Dracula a count?" Yoder, who had just arrived, asked.
"No, Count Dracula is the name of the oil painting, but it is also its name." Allen replied.
Langer looked dissatisfied and looked at Allen who had taken away the words.
"What?" Yodel didn't understand.
"Count Dracula is an oil painting." Langer's answer was uttered together with Wenger's groan, because he was in a hurry to answer and subconsciously touched Wenger's wound with his hand.
After helping Wenger, who was sweating in pain, put on his shirt and tuxedo, he got out of the wheelchair and said, "That's it."
"How...how do I wear it?"
The only ones left in the room without formal wear were Potter and his two envious friends.
"Why do you think those pagans covered themselves with robes?" Langer threw the opaque black robe next to Porter's "feet".
Potter also wants to wear a dress like them, but he has no choice. I heard that Elena and the occult scholar are trying to reverse the vortex pollution? I hope there will be good news.
During a brief period of silence, they heard footsteps in the corridor. Naveen finally arrived, and they looked at him with confusion.
"Where's your dress?"
"I'm not wearing any." Naveen, who was wearing a loose brown coat, replied.
"Mr. Lu Li may not like it, and the residents may not want to see a group of exorcists dressed like nobles."
Langer thought for a while and began to take off his coat: "You are right, put it back on."
"Varied……?"
Wenger, who still had beads of sweat on his forehead, was stunned.
The sound of undressing was heard in the ward, but they only took off their coats, leaving their shirts and trousers on. Wenger did not have to endure the pain of taking them off again.
During this, Naveen said: "The businessman came over just now and told me that in addition to the badge awarding ceremony, the school has selected twenty residents to become trainee exorcist reserves."
"We are going to be teachers?" Alan was very excited.
"Maybe they are companions, and the one who teaches them is Teacher Hades."
Listening to the speculations of his companions in the ward, Lanna looked towards the square by the window, where there were already moving figures starting to arrange the ceremony.
…
"The awarding ceremony won't be me, it won't be Hades, it can only be you."
The gentle voice of the Swamp Mother sounded in my mind.
Wooden house with wooden box containing the Exorcist emblem on the desk.
Even Hades will not snatch this honor away. They all know who it is that gave birth to the Land of Hope and united everyone.
There is only Lu Li, and it can only be him.
"And this can also be your last day's farewell in the Land of Light..."
The time for Lu Li to leave the Land of Light to search for Paradise Valley has been agreed upon: it will be tomorrow.
Andrea had returned to port last night and docked at the shore, where the Twisted Cultists were cleaning the hull.
Lu Li agreed, fastened the top button of his shirt, pulled up his tie, took off the black windbreaker from the hanger, picked up the wooden box and left the island in the middle of the lake.
Lu Li encountered a twisted shadow in front of the wooden bridge by the lake. He didn't wait here on purpose. When Lu Li passed by, he held the raincloth and gently poured the fish shadows swimming in the raincloth into the agate lake like the mother of the swamp watering the flowers.
"Firolina's new hobby, she likes to find fish from the bay and stock them in Agate Lake..."
Unfortunately, there are almost no pure and unpolluted fish in the ocean, so Twisted Shadow can only choose fish that meet the aesthetics as much as possible.
"Since when?"
"yesterday."
Lu Li watched the distorted shadow tip over the rain cloth, and the young fish swung their tails and swam into the depths of the agate lake, shaking their heads slightly.
"They won't survive."
"Why?"
"Why."
They asked at the same time.
"These fish are saltwater fish, and Agate Lake is freshwater."
…
Except for the residents scattered in old Belfast, all residents in the camp gathered in front of the square.
The exorcists in the square spontaneously arranged themselves in order of their injuries and accepted Lu Li's award.
"Potter."
The robe was raised, and his stretched and deformed arms were stretched out to catch the precious Exorcist badge.
"Arsene Wenger."
Wenger, whose chest was wrapped with a bandage, sat in a wheelchair, straightened out his frail chest, and received the Exorcist badge.
"Langle."
"I, Dessa Rothschild Langel." Langel also puffed out his chest.
"Yodel."
Yoder said nothing and stood straight.
"Elson."
"The Wattare family is proud of me." Elson suppressed his excitement.
"Naveen."
"I am proud to be an exorcist." Naveen said solemnly.
"Tris."
"I will not abandon the philosophy of The Exorcist," Tris vowed.
"Alan."
Allen smiled shyly.
"Lanna..."
Lanna took the badge and couldn't wait to touch it and observe it.
"Lille."
In the end, Lille calmly took the badge, and only his trembling hands represented his unquiet heart.
Valendo brought a camera and took a photo of the ten exorcists.
"Do you want to come along?"
Lu Li shook his head and refused, looking around.
He saw the twenty admiring young people in front of the square, the gods and allies who managed the place, the envious group of former knights in the distance, and the cheering residents and believers.
Not long ago, they were still lingering in the darkness, coldness and hunger without light, feeling despair and sorrow for a hopeless future.
The whisper of the Swamp Mother sounded in my mind.
"Is this what you want? It's so beautiful..."
There are flowers everywhere, birds are singing, trees are growing, and people are laughing.
