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Night fell. A black coffin rested quietly on the mourning table. Inside it lay Elisa, her face composed and her hands folded over her lower abdomen. An exquisite red jewelry box lay pressed between them.
In the mourning hall, all of the lightbulbs had been replaced with ones that gave off warmer light. They were all lit, and radiated soft light. Limited by the space, the service could not be made lavish, yet every detail showed care.
Karon sat on a chair in the corner. Behind him were several rows of chairs prepared for mourners, and on the table in front were wine and other beverages, along with some snacks. There was nothing expensive, but there was quite a bit of variety.
The time had come. Pike took a pen and went outside. On the guidance sign, he wrote: Miss Elisa’s Mourning Hall.
Dinkom held a jar of clean water and began to sprinkle it along the path from outside to the mourning table.
Alfred walked to the sound system. After two adjustments, a song played rose from the speakers: My Earl.
It was the theme song of a vampire film released two years ago. The protagonist was a vampire earl, but the film did not tell of his experiences in war, but of his love and hatred. It was a tragic story of how he would sell his soul to the devil for the one he loved.
However, Karon knew the truth. The prototype of the protagonist, or more precisely, the prototype of the character represented by him, were actually ordinary people, not Bloodfiends. However, none of that mattered. This song was simply chosen for this particular occasion.
Karon turned slightly and looked outside. He was waiting for tonight’s guests. Would Captain Nio come?
A blue sedan appeared and stopped at the curb road close to the funeral home. The man who had wept the other night stepped out. Today,...
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