Last Totem Novel - Chapter 322

Chapter 322 Elegy

The defeated psionic warriors quickly brought the news of Mu Yu Ling Lan’s return to the study room of the First Clan of Silver City No. 13.

At this moment, four old men were sitting around the long table in the study. Among them, the old man sitting at the head was tall and rosy. He was the current Patriarch of the Peter Clan, Brandon Peter, ninety-six years old. He was the second strongest Saint in the thirteenth Silver City after the Rain Prayer Sacrifice. On the left side of Brandon sat an able-bodied old man named Colin Burns. He was the head of the second clan of Silver City No. 13, and he was also an expert who had advanced to Saint Stage for many years. As for the skinny old man on Brandon’s right, he was Morton Leylin, the head of the third clan of Silver City No. 13. The last one was a gray-haired old man sitting opposite Brandon. His name was Jiang Xiao. He was the head of the fourth clan of Silver City No. 13. He was in his sixties and had yet to reach the Saint Stage.

After hearing the news, Brandon picked up his glass and took a sip. “It’s useless for the little girl to come back. As far as I know, she hasn’t stepped into the Saint Stage yet. As long as she doesn’t have the support of our four great families, she won’t be able to enter the Lord’s Rain Prayer Temple.” According to the rules of the Notre Dame Diocese, if the successor designated by the previous sacrifice had less than 65% of the local support, her rights would be revoked, and the Moon Prayer Temple would send another sacrifice.

“Old Peter, we mustn’t let her become the next generation’s Rain Prayer Sacrifice. This little girl has always been arrogant and ruthless. She never leaves any room for anything. If we let her take over the throne, our future days will be sad.” Colin from the second clan said hatefully. Two years ago, his great-great-great-grandson accidentally provoked Mu Yu Ling Lan when he was studying at the Central Silver City Military Academy. In the end, she plotted to kill him, grabbed hold of him, and directly broke his spine. She is still lying in bed, unable to take care of herself.

“I agree. If she ascends to the throne, she will definitely support the eight great clans to govern together, thereby reducing our influence.” Morton agreed. The thirteenth Silver City had always had eight great nobles, but the fifth to eighth clans were gradually declining and had been pushed out of the decision-making circle by them. However, if they received the support of the Divine Rain Prayer Palace, they might revive and return to the council of Silver City 13.

“Yes.” Jiang Xiao nodded, but did not say anything. The Jiang Clan originated from the Far East and has for generations focused on business. Compared to the other three Northern Wilderness natives, their relationship was not that close. In addition, Jiang Xiao was only a Tier 5 Psionic Adept, so most of the time, the Jiang Clan maintained a low-key and neutral attitude. This was also the reason why the Jiang Clan could still be one of the four decision-making clans of Silver City 13 despite the lack of martial power.

“Unless …” Brandon looked around and said, “she must have handed over that thing and shown enough sincerity to show her submission to us.”

“That thing” Morton hesitated. “Does it really exist? I’ve never seen the Rain Prayer Priest take it out in so many years.”

“I once heard from the elders of my family that there shouldn’t be any mistakes.” Brandon said.

“Mm” Colin nodded thoughtfully, expressing his agreement.

Just as the four Patriarchs were discussing the matter, Mu Yu Ling Lan brought Mu Yuqinxin, Eugene Lombar, and 24 iron guards armed to the teeth to the Rain Prayer Temple.

She stared at the towering entrance and stepped onto the stairs in front of the hall. Just as she was about to enter the temple, a red-clothed guard blocked her way.

“Please show yourself …”

“Pa!” As soon as the other party spoke, Mu Yu Ling Lan sent her flying with a palm strike. In an instant, the red-clothed guard spat out blood and flew more than ten meters away. He rolled a few more times on the ground before stopping. He fell to the ground for a moment, not knowing whether to live or die. The reason why she was so strong was to warn those who were ready to move not to rush to take a stand. Otherwise, if she succeeded, she would mercilessly carry out the internal cleansing.

After passing through the gate, as she walked into the dim candlelight shrine and stared at the familiar Rain God statue, scenes from her childhood surged into her mind. Suddenly, she seemed to see herself kneeling in front of the statue and praying carefully. Behind her was the kind old woman …

Bypassing the statue, she entered the arched door behind her. After passing through a stone passage, she and her sister arrived in front of a small house. He gently pushed open the door and saw several candle lights burning in the hut. It was a peaceful and peaceful scene. However, the smell of disinfectant filled the air, causing one’s heart to tighten. Standing at the door and looking in, an old woman was lying on a small bed with transparent hoses all over her body.

The two sisters immediately relaxed their footsteps and quietly went to the bed, silently watching the old woman who had raised them. At this moment, her eyes had sunk deep into the ground. When the lamp ran out of oil …

The flickering candlelight reflected the kind and calm face of the adoptive mother. Heartaches, reluctance, yearning, helplessness, and compassion surged into her heart, making it difficult for her to do so.

Time flowed quietly. After an unknown amount of time, the Rain Prayer Priest slowly woke up. When she saw her two daughters standing in front of the bed, her originally blank eyes immediately lit up.

“Mother, we’re back” Mu Yu Ling Lan called softly.

The old woman nodded and said weakly, “It’s good to be back … It’s good to be back …” At this time, the two sisters were about to step forward when she stopped them with her eyes. Afterwards, she struggled to lift the blanket, took out a long sword wrapped in rags from her side, and handed it to her eldest daughter, and told her a dusty story …

“This sword … is the relic of a friend from back then … He sent someone to South City … beg me to help him … send his comrade’s remains … back to the end of the world … He was a guardian of the Holy Wolf … also died in that cruel war … This sword … was left to me by him … The only thought … also symbolizes …” … the friendship between the Northern survivors and our Divine Hall of Prayer for Rain… ”

“I’ve never used it in my life … because every time I see it … I think of him … I can’t help but feel the pain of missing him … Today … I’m going to see him … He once said … that he will wait for me in heaven …”

“Now … I’ll pass it on to you … Please remember … it represents friendship … not slaughter …”

The old woman suddenly struggled to sit up and untied the cloth wrapped around the blade of the sword. Inside the dim hut, silver light immediately flashed and the edge of the miso sword shone until the wall was snow white. Upon closer examination, this was a gorgeous and exquisite silver sword. The hilt of the sword was inlaid with red, yellow, and blue gemstones, emitting a faint light.

“It’s called the Elegy of the Sky. It’s one of the three divine artifacts made by the descendants of the North using the power core of the Eden. It’s also the most powerful one. It represents the power to tear the sky apart.”

“Please make good use of it” After handing the sword to Mu Yu Ling Lan, the old woman lay down again. As if she was tired, she did not say anything else and just quietly looked at the ceiling.

After a long time, the old woman turned her head and looked at the two daughters. She whispered, “Ling Lan … Zither Heart …”

“Mom” The two sisters replied in unison.

The old woman repeated, “You must live a good life … sisters must be modest … love each other … please remember … Ling Lan stands for happiness … zither heart stands for happiness … mother wishes you … forever happiness … forever happiness … happiness … happiness … happiness … happiness … happiness …” His voice became softer and softer, and finally returned to its calm …

Her love was like her life, as tranquil as a lake, as long as a stream, as solemn as a mountain, and as warm as a fire.

When they came back to their senses from their daze, they finally realized that their loved ones had left for good. Immediately, their feet went soft and they fell on the edge of the bed, sobbing softly …

The world’s most painful pain, the most painful pain, is also no more than this.

The next morning, the cried sisters called the nuns over and told them to bid farewell to the Rain Prayer Sacrificial Priest one by one. In the end, they looked at their mother who seemed to be asleep and covered the white sheets for her. Next, they gathered all the nuns and staff to arrange the follow-up.

Prayer, burial, vigil, greeting spirits …

During the funeral, the various nobles, powers, city officials, and non-governmental organizations of Silver City No. 13 sent people to the shrine to mourn the old woman who had guarded them for many years. At the same time, the thirteenth Silver City lowered its flag at half-mast, raising the city to mourn together.

When the news of the fall of the Rain Prayer Sacrifice reached Tieshan Town, scavengers, vagrants, vendors, and townsfolk all sat quietly in mourning. After all, everyone had eaten her cheese bread, or had received a little or a little kindness. Although there weren’t many of them, in this dark and dim world, it was like a flame that warmed people’s hearts.

At this moment, at a corner of Tieshan Town Street, a little boy was crying softly. Behind him, an old man with a blind eye was gently stroking his back and sighing softly.

“Sigh … crying, crying, you know crying, it’s really useless!”

” The little boy asked as he sobbed.

“There should be” The old man guessed, but the little boy cried even more.

“Wuwuwu … you said it should … then it’s gone …” “Perhaps there is?” “I want cheese bread. I want God Rain’s blessing.” “Sigh … A good person doesn’t live long. Calamities live for a thousand years.”

“I wish the Rain Sacrifice would live forever, so that we can have cheese bread forever.” The little boy suddenly said.

“She’s still alive. She went to heaven. There must be many old friends waiting for her there.” The old man said.

“What are you waiting for her for? Do they want cheese bread too?” The little boy asked curiously.

“Cheese bread from heaven, they don’t need it.” The old man explained.

“Then why are they waiting for her?” The little boy asked.

“Perhaps” The old man smiled wretchedly and said, “They want to eat something else.” Unknowingly, the old man’s thoughts were crooked …