Although saying this may be disrespectful to the great man, most of the memorial services of Father Sphinx were actually very boring. At least Bedivere thought so. The entire memorial service was immersed in an atmosphere of suffocating sadness.
In the meantime, a soft music was played on the radio at the lowest volume, and on the podium, the invited guests delivered eulogies, telling stories about the life of Father Sphinx.
Father Sphinx has helped and saved countless people in his life. In fact, it is not something that a few guests can say in just a few sentences. Although it is good to know that Father is such a great person, Bediwell feels a little bit
It had nothing to do with him. After all, he had never met the Sphinx father in person. It would be difficult for Bedivere to invest any emotion in the death of a stranger, no matter how great he was. He tried to
He stayed awake amidst this lullaby-like music and the more powerful lullaby-like eulogy, but he found that he was getting sleepier and sleepier, and his eyelids were about to fall off. This was a very bad situation, if the people at the memorial service were
Knowing that he was so sleepy that he would probably be outraged.
Wisely, he bowed in the chair, put his arms on his thighs to barely support the weight of his upper body, and covered his face with his hands, trying to close his eyes and take a nap. This action would look like something to others.
Bedivere was covering his face in sadness, remembering his ancestors, but no one would know that Bedivere was secretly dozing off. Of course, he also took a layer of insurance, before his consciousness became blurred.
Use the magic fire to cast a spell in your body so that you will not snore or talk in your sleep when you fall asleep, and keep the muscles in your body in the same position as before falling asleep, so as not to collapse due to deep sleep.
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After getting ready, he fell into a deep sleep. I don't know how long it had passed, but someone pinched his thigh flesh, causing the werewolf young man to wake up from the pain.
"Idiot," the person who did this was Albert: "Have you slept enough? You are about to go over to pay homage to the deceased's remains. Wipe the saliva from the corner of your mouth quickly, otherwise the secret will be exposed."
"Sorry." The werewolf youth quickly adjusted his appearance and followed Albert to queue up. At this time, he also noticed that Mutt was holding a familiar teddy bear doll in his hand, and couldn't help but hum: "That is
...?"
"Don't make fun of me, Mr. Bedivere." The cat boy said with a bitter smile: "Dad gave this to me before he left. I want to take Mr. Morrison II to say goodbye to my dad properly."
It probably meant "Thank you for giving me such a toy"? Bedivere said he didn't understand. He didn't know the bond between Mutt and the Sphinx father, and it was inconvenient to interrupt. But
That teddy bear doll seems to have been seen somewhere... Wait, I have indeed seen it?! Isn't that little bear the gift that Mr. Salaldin bought for his grandson last time? Sal
Latin and Bediwell also fell in love with the same product, which was also the last product in the store. In the end, it was Bediwell who gave it to the other party.
So, the "little grandson" Saladin talks about is actually Mut? And Saladin himself, isn't he ------
Sure enough, when Bediwell walked slowly past the coffin of Father Sphinx with the brigade, through the transparent glass on the coffin, he saw Father Sphinx lying in the coffin with a dignified face and sleeping forever.
, he finally understood that the so-called Sphinx father was actually the Sardin he met by chance before.
Many mysteries were suddenly solved. Bedivere finally understood why he received an invitation to attend the memorial service of Father Sphinx. The invitation was sent by the deceased himself, probably at Sphinx.
Father Si knew that he was going to die, so he prepared things in advance.
Daddy Sphinx? Maybe he is actually a temperament person.
When Bedivere was thinking this, Mutt happened to pass by the coffin. As soon as he took a look at the remains of Father Sphinx, he already started to bury his face in the teddy bear doll, his eyes were moist, and he began to whisper.
He began to sob. The cat-man boy was actually very restrained, but his cry could still be heard, and then seemed to have infected others. Bediwell could clearly hear that the orcs who came to express their condolences began to whisper.
Start crying.
As if he had predicted that the scene would turn out like this from the beginning, the snow lion Sherrichard, who was calmly monitoring everything, spoke: "Just bear with me. A group of grown men are crying at dad's memorial service."
What. Seeing how fragile you are, not even Father Sphinx can leave peacefully."
"...Yes, Sister." "Sorry, Sister." "I understand, Sister." Most of the orcs present were fat and strong men. Strictly speaking, they were just a group of beasts.
He was a fierce gangster, and this memorial service itself was a group of gangsters commemorating their gang boss. But when he heard these big men calling the gentle Sherrich Chad "big sister" with such respect, Bedivere still felt...
It feels very inconsistent.
But she is the adopted daughter of Daddy Sphinx after all. Maybe the snow lion Sherrichard himself has her fierce and tough side, which is in line with the underworld. God knows.
The depressing memorial service ended quickly, or in other words, Bediwell fell asleep most of the time and did not feel how long it was. After the memorial service, the mourning hall will still be open, so that some people who were not invited but
Later, outsiders who wanted to pay homage to their father's body came to pay their respects. However, Bediwell and his party did not intend to stay in the mourning hall for a long time, so they left in a hurry.
"Are you okay?" Albert asked, looking at Mutt, whose eyes were moist and slightly red.
"So he really left." The cat boy whispered: "I still can't believe it."
"People will naturally die when they get old." Palamedes sighed: "But dad must have lived for a long time, saved countless people, and lived a wonderful life. This life should be in vain."
"Hmm..." Mutt whispered, even though Palamedes' words were not convincing at all.
"I can't cry..." Quigg covered his eyes and whispered, "I should obviously want to cry."
"The effects of the medicine haven't worn off yet," said Seifer, "Come on, let's go back. When we get back to the ship and wait for the effects of the medicine to wear off, you can cry as much as you want, meow."
"Why are you taking this guy aboard my ship as a premise?" Bediwell said gloomily: "Don't just take strangers aboard the Dawn??"
"No, meow?" Saifer looked at the werewolf youth with his big watery eyes.
"Okay, okay... you can do whatever you want..." Bediwell immediately compromised: "Eve, please arrange the procedures for the new crew members to board the ship."
"Excuse me." Queeg said a little distractedly: "It's just one night, after this."
"You can stay on the boat as long as you want, you don't have to be polite." Bedivere said weakly.
At this time, the mobile phone in Albert's trouser pocket also made a low beeping sound. The tiger man's face darkened, and he felt that there seemed to be some trouble coming to his door: "I'm going to answer the phone, see you later."
"Don't do anything dangerous." As if he noticed the subtle change in Albert's face, Bedivere ordered, although he knew that such instruction might not be of any use.
Albert said something casually, turned around and hurried away, while Mutt seemed worried about Albert and followed him.
"Then, we also ------" Bedivere was just about to return to the Dawn with everyone, when a handsome young lion man with golden hair walked towards him in the distance.
"Captain Bedivere." Leo greeted the werewolf youth again: "Are you going back to the ship now?"
"Oh, Mr. Leoport." The werewolf young man replied, "Yes, we are going back now. You want to see Elaine, right? Then come with us."
"Hehe." The golden lion grinned, as if he was looking forward to it. Bedivere originally wanted to say whether Leo should restrain himself. After all, Leo's adoptive father had only been gone for a little more than a day, and the memorial service had just started.
After all, why is this child still happy? But the werewolf youth still did not say this out loud after all. After all, everyone has their own different ideas. There is no point in forcing others to pretend to be sad. Even Bediwell himself
They're all indifferent to the death of Papa Sphinx, aren't they?
"Leo, do you really want to go?" Just when the golden lion boy was about to board the transport boat with Bedivere, the snow lion Sherrichard came over and asked. I don't know whether it was to stop him or to say goodbye:
"That child may not be the kind of person you imagined. After so many years, he can't even remember who you are. Do you really want to be so obsessed with him?"
"Yes." Leoport replied without any doubt: "It's worth trying at least once, right?"
"He will disappoint you. You will definitely be hurt. He can't be gentle enough to accept someone like you. He doesn't remember you, and he won't even care about you anymore." Sherrichard ignored the others around him.
, continued to advise: "Don't listen to that guy Hakon's nonsense. It's not too late to give up now. If you give up, at least you can retain some dignity. Otherwise, when everything doesn't go as you want, you won't even be friends."
When you can no longer do it, if you run back crying, I will definitely laugh at your stupid decision, right?"
"You can laugh at me if you want, Sister Xuerui." The young lion man smiled calmly and said: "Being your laughing stock for the rest of your life, doesn't it mean that I will live in your heart forever?"
The Snow Lion girl took a step back, as if she was stabbed in the heart.
"Since you said so, just do whatever you want." Sherrichard sighed: "I wish you good luck, my stupid brother."
"Hmm." The lion-man boy laughed and jumped onto the transport plane.
"Although I say this a bit shamelessly, I still ask you to take good care of Leo, Captain Bedivere." Sherrichard turned to the confused werewolf young man and said: "He is a fool, and he is better than ordinary people."
Much more fragile, but he..."
The Snow Lion sighed and lowered his voice and said: "He is braver than anyone else and has the courage to face his fears. Time and time again, until he can no longer get up. Just watching him do this makes people feel...
Feeling distressed."
"I don't quite understand what you mean..." Bedivere replied a little confused: "But if the child can get on my ship, he will naturally be protected by me. I will not let him be protected."
It’s hurt, don’t worry.”
"Really?" Sherichard sighed deeply, "That's it. I won't say anything else."
"You are a good sister, Miss Sherrichard," Bedivere said.
"Am I?" She replied with a wry smile: "I hope so." (To be continued)