About 10 days later, Gidion Ingram's funeral was carried out in a modest manner in the church of the King's City.
Progress is simple, but the face is incredible.
The King and the Prince visited the mourning with minimal escort as a private person. As well as the current principals and prime ministers of the Five Dukes who rushed from the territory, there is a momentum for heavy towns throughout the country to line up.
This is the funeral of the former Duke. There is a flood of wild horses around the church because so many big people meet together. Traffic regulations were in place.
The mourner was his eldest son, the Duke of Quentin Ingram. My uncle looked just like Gideon when I was young. Until now, all of the Langley family's dealings had been with Gideon, and he was almost untouched. Sister, I guess you hated Grace so much. I know how you feel. By the way, Tristan and I have been friends since school, and they still have personal relationships.
As Gladys, the Ingram family is the organizer, so I am not involved in this ceremony, but I am a grandson, and I am treated as a participant.
My funeral attire is a three-quarter sleeve silhouette that fits my body perfectly from the waist to the top and an A-line dress that is slightly longer than the knee length below. Simple but with a delicate lace on the collar, sleeve and hem.
When I was thinking about design, I was wonderful in my funeral attire, but this is how I actually feel when I wear it. Stupid, me.
I managed to scold the heavy footsteps.
The Langley family has four attendees. Starting with Tristan, Uncle Julius and Max followed me to the left and right.
Most of the nobles in the venue now know each other. Chiaran, Noah, Sonia, Isaac, Ada, and Rufus. I can feel my worried gaze, but now I don't feel like seeing anyone else.
Today, all you have to do is go through this formula.
That's why I stuck with my uncle all the time during the funeral. Honestly, I can't help being an uncle when I'm mentally dependent. My uncle also held me by my shoulders until all the progress was over.
Nothing will happen today, and nothing will happen. It's just a day of silent mourning.
After the funeral at the church, the coffin is taken out of the entrance and buried only by very close relatives.
From the Langley family, only the Tristan, who is the son-in-law, will participate. My grandson, I left the coffin and the clan surrounding it until the last one was invisible. This is the real goodbye.
Participants will now be dissolved. In the hour between attendance and leaving the venue, I did not come into contact with anyone and did not speak a word.
Finally, it's a paragraph. He stepped out of the entrance of the open church and exhaled from the top of the outer staircase, breathing heavily into the outside air.
"Gladys, are you okay?
"Yes, uncle."
"If you're not feeling well, just let me know.
"So, it's okay, Max."
I don't know about Tristan, but I'm worried about my uncle and Max.
Looking down the boulevard facing you, across the regulatory line, there is a huge crowd of wild horses trying to see the celebrities coming out. The quiet mood fades away thanks to the noise like a red carpet passing through Hollywood stars. I'd rather thank you now.
"It's really okay now."
Over time, unfamiliar emotions should have been digested enough. It's time to switch. Instead of being supported, I tried to get down the stairs to be escorted by my uncle.
That leg stops in one step.
The feeling of loneliness that occupied my heart was overshadowed by an unpleasant feeling at that moment.
"Gladys?"
Uncle and Max, who understood the situation instantly after the change in my atmosphere, took a combat stance to cover me.
The knights and guards around us heightened our alert to the Langley family's sudden onslaught.
"What's wrong? Gladys"
Roxanna Orhoff, who happens to be on the side, dominates the knights and calls out to me, a stranger.
Instead of answering, I stared at the boulevard ground.
"It's okay. It's impossible if your father is nearby."
At the same time, a magical formation emerged to face us from the front, about two metres from the boulevard ground.
Feedback, in a word!!
It's like a door to another world. The upper edge of the magical formation against us far exceeds the roof of the church.
Two black log-like sticks came out of the door. Soon after that, the head of a giant ant jumped out beyond the road width. That logs are tactile!!
From its definite presence, I can see that it is summoning magic rather than being generated from the black beam I saw earlier. You mean there was such a big monster somewhere? I've never heard of it. You're a complete monster! Wang Metropolitan March?
"No! What is that!?
Roxanne raised the hem of the long skirt as she screamed. At the edge of my vision, I see Rufus rushing towards me. Next door Ojisama is his father, the Duke of Jerome Avalon. A serious boy turned completely romantic grey.
The Hunter Duke's men quickly joined forces and scattered around.
Those who stared at us as suspicious swallowed up the situation. Those who can fight prepare to fight with magic on their waists, and the guards also draw their swords.
What happens when such a thing comes out of your body, the wild horse in the street instantly screams a great vortex. Fear propagated like a ripple in an instant over thousands of ordinary people. Overlooking from the top of the stairs, there was such a great panic that the spider child was scattered around.
Well, I'm not familiar with monsters in King's Landing, so it's only natural that this level suddenly happens in first contact.
Those who fled at a glance with all their might, those who looked for their detached relatives and turned against the waves, those who tried to guide the evacuation according to their usual training, but who were unbearably pushed by the panic, those who decided to fight in an unstoppable but somehow resistant manner - in a crowd of extremely noisy confusion, only three of us Langley family did not move from the scene in peace.