Chapter 207 The State Funeral Ceremony of “Island of Mourning”
This is the only place on Plato's planet that uses modern underground transportation to use ancient transportation for ferry. On the cold, dark indigo sea, black boats carry state funeral attendees to the "Island of Mourning"
", they all wore black cloaks in accordance with the ritual regulations, and everyone maintained a deathly silence as they walked up the grand staircase of the island ferry.
There were only subtle footsteps, the sound of a thick cloak sweeping the stairs, and the slight sound of air flowing through the straight evergreen pines and cypresses. In such a suffocating atmosphere, the ceremony of the man who died in the first wave of enemy attacks was held.
The state funeral of Defense Commander Ahir.
This state funeral was ordered by Emperor Plato, who directly bypassed the Senate and gave the defense envoy the honor of a state funeral.
Rumor has it that Ahir's death made the aging emperor furious. He scolded the dead defender for being willing to return and die even though he had fled the war zone.
"Hopeless, self-righteous chivalry."
The Senate, under the leadership of the "Three Elders", once again bowed to the saint's edict. Everyone was shocked by the coldness and solemnity of the Holy of Holies, which was like the tomb of the living dead, and they could only kneel in silence.
Fall to the ground.
The sky is getting closer to dusk, and the state funeral on the "Island of Mourning" is naturally the embodiment of Plato's most perfect etiquette.
On the extended platform over the sea, which is like the terminal platform of a long trestle, all the people in black robes and black clothes gathered on this small platform surrounded by the sea.
In addition to those military nobles with combat missions, almost all of Plato's top political leaders gathered here, including the three highest-ranking elders, who stood in the center. Next to them were senior officials of Plato's Privy Council wearing dark black uniforms, with different skin colors.
Different, from various human races, as Plato's highest military nobles, they all have a sense of natural nobility, and the dead old acquaintances of the White Tiger Knights on the side are a group of middle-aged men with a physique close to the gods. They are tall and straight, dressed in
The pure black knight's robe and heavy black cloak blend into this dark black background.
"Defense Commander Ahir once had the honor of a laurel crown and was a famous warrior." Chief Priest Lal wore a pure black vestment for a state funeral, with a ribbon draped over his shoulders dotted with golden eight-pointed stars.
Pattern, "From now on, his achievements will be like stars, slowly rising to the sky, no longer belonging to this earthly world with only short-term glory."
While Chief Priest Lal was giving a final summary of the deceased's glorious life in a deep voice, Aurora, the widow of the defender, was standing not far away, wearing a black dress that outlined her tall and elegant figure, shrouding her in
Amidst the sadness. The state funeral is the only occasion where Plato allows non-combatant members to attend in large numbers, and it is also the only funeral where spouses are allowed to attend.
Just like Plato's warriors fighting bravely on the front lines, beauties like Aurora who were born as palace maids have to give birth to a large number of offspring for the system. Two days ago, she learned of her husband's death at the Sandia Fertility Center.
This is her seventh time entering the fertility center.
She wore an elegant one-shoulder black dress, with a translucent floor-length black gauze draped over her head. You could vaguely see that her belly had swelled slightly, and the black gauze covered her long, romantic, slightly curly dark brown hair.
She lowered her head and looked quietly at the real protagonist of today's funeral - her husband with her blue eyes.
Defense made Ahil lie on a huge interstellar crystal spiritual bed in the center. The special magnetic field can ensure that the body is not affected by any natural conditions and completely prevents decay.
A dark cloud that broke through the curtain shone like a golden stage light on Ahil, who was wearing the ceremonial uniform of a defense envoy. This was a dark black solemn uniform with golden buckle decoration. This was the first Plato military commander in history.
The highest political status attained by birth. The defense commander lay straight, making his figure even taller. During his lifetime, Ahil stood out for his beauty among the White Tiger Knights who were known for their handsomeness. His face was calm, his eyes were closed, and he was white.
The paper-like face has a sculpture-like beauty.
"The wheel of light is with you." Lal raised his hands and prayed.
"Ami."
All religious prayers end with the idiom of praising the light of the universe. At this moment, the last ray of sunlight shines on the bodies of the fallen, full of a sense of mystery.
Then, Mrs. Aurora, wearing a translucent black gauze that stretched to the floor, came over holding a bouquet of black roses, and placed the bouquet, which shone like stars, on the chest of the deceased.
"Ahir...my knight, goodbye..."
After saying that, the grieving Aurora lay on her husband's body and sobbed gently.
Although according to teachings, no one should show excessive weakness at a funeral, the emotions shown occasionally will particularly affect those present.
"We want to avenge Ahil, our grand leader." Several senior commanders who were white tiger knights were whispering to each other.
"With such heavy losses from the beginning, from now on, we Platonians will be laughed at by the inferior Gaians." A senior official of the Privy Council muttered softly.
"For a drop of blood, the blood will fill the universe in the future." Trisilas, the Minister of the Interior who rarely appeared in public, was also present. He wore a cloak to cover his appearance, and his figure was as tall as a mountain, making him appear extremely mysterious and unpredictable. p>
"Madam, in order to protect our unborn child, you have to express your condolences." Uza, the internal affairs envoy, came over and gently helped the widow.
Uza's voice has always been calm and gentle, revealing a sense of nobility. The comfort between women made Aurora endure her grief. With the support of the internal affairs envoy, she walked back to her original position step by step, far away.
Leave the dead man lying in the middle of the huge open space.
Suddenly, a huge and bright star rose from the side of the sea, and everyone couldn't help but look up.
This is a signal.
Ahil's body rose up with the help of the anti-gravity device and slid towards the sea. At the same time, using energy transmission technology, a huge hull was built in a few seconds with the ribs flying into the keel.
A huge "ship of the dead" was formed in a dizzying amount of time.
A light sail was raised high on the ship's mast. This ancient Viking-style longship that was quickly formed by material transmission became Ahil's spiritual ship. He quietly held a handful of black roses on his chest.
Lying in the middle of the boat, the whole process was so smooth that not a single rose was scattered, and the spiritual boat just slid directly into the dark sea.
The curly clover-like bow of the ship is high out of the water, and the slender black hull shines with a dark metallic color, like a pair of sharp scissors, cutting through the calm water, heading straight and steadily toward the "Forgotten Ruins"