Chapter 509 (2/2)

Hao Ren facepalmed. “And ours are already completed….”

“Well, you guys wouldn’t show your faces.” Becky snickered as she patted Hao Ren’s shoulder. “No worries my buddies, I will remember to visit your graves often. Say… you like malt beer or honey liqour better? We usually use honey liquor for paying our respects, but mercenaries usually use malt beer…”

Hao Ren and the rest all rolled their eyes at Becky, and the thoroughly confused Nangong Sanba, who had witnessed everything finally sighed. “It only take a few days for my world view to be thoroughly demolished… do you guys live on day to day like this?”

“Which dimension traveller nowadays have an intact world view anyway? Plus I’m licensed for interdimensional travel.” Hao Ren patted his chest as he sniggered. “I’m known as Aran-Anor, the Sun King in another planet and they had sculpted me a statue that looked like I was ordering an assault. My statue was alright by any standards, Lily is depicted as a guardian beast over there, and her wolf visage is used as a protective ward on each and every house.”

“Awooo?”

Nangong Sanba was swimming in cold sweat now. What he saw in the past two days were enough to totally ruin his world view, and after learning even more of the truth he started doubting his decision to join the group was a good idea. But he did not had time to speak his part because his sister had dragged the rest to see the cenotaph that the Holletaen royal court had built for them…

There are very few people who could pay respects to their own graves… Uh alright, such a scenario is improbable normally, but Hao Ren had managed to pull it off, his entourage had managed to pull that off.

The newly built war memorial and cemetary for the martyrs at Beinz was on the north side of the capital. It was solemn yet grand, and the obsidian plaques and cenotaph stood in neat rows across the memorial. On it were the engravings of the dead’s brief biography and their greatest accomplishment, fighting an evil god. And like how General Ophra had assured them, Hao Ren and his party’s cenotaph and statues were at the front row… That was the first thing Hao Ren and the rest saw when they arrived at the cemetery was that. Oh how mixed their feelings were…

Becky also quickly found her own cenotaph and happily patted the thick obsidian stele. “Look, look! Built in the north facing south, a scenic grave. Heh!”

Hao Ren could not even look straight. “You could still laugh at this… Right, your tomb will be removed soon. F*ck me, why do I always encounter such bloody weird things.”

Vivian was rather nonchalant about it though. “Actually, once you had lived long enough you’d be immune to this. I slept in coffins all the time, and even slept in a crypt before.”

Lily circled her own cenotaph and was mumbling incoherently. She suddenly squatted down to dig a hole. Wuyue was curious, “What are you doing?”

“Digging a hole. Burn some joss money. To keep me from being poor.”

Vivian whispered softly in Hao Ren’s ear,” That’s why I never tried to understand Doggie’s thought process.”

Barely a few seconds later though, something seems to struck Vivian and she went to towards the husky. “Eh, burn some for me as well. It may actually work!”

“….”

Hao Ren sighed. “That’s why I never tried to understand the thought process of anyone around me.”