Chapter 1985: Funeral Rumors

The funeral music was still playing, and the people who had just walked out of the church were watching the coffin covered with the Delarion national flag being slowly lowered into the dug grave by the pallbearers.

The atmosphere was solemn and solemn, sad and moving. Beside the King at the very front, Wang Hou Diana was not seen. Wang Hou Diana, who was now six months pregnant, was persuaded not to attend this ceremony. This was not because of superstition, but out of consideration for the pregnant woman's physical and emotional health, believing that the funeral might have an adverse effect on the health of the Wang Hou and the child.

And besides Miss Miss Jia Lin Na and His Majesty the King, other people Xia De knew in the Cavendish family had also arrived. Princess Lei Qianya stood in a relatively forward position, which was behind Xia De and Miss Miss Jia Lin Na. Ajilina stood further back with her three younger sisters, Princess Alice, Princess Elena, and Princess Anastasia.

The ladies all wore black veils, and the men were in black formal wear paired with black top hats. Even if it was snowing, no one showed impatience or annoyance.

"Death is the end of life, so what meaning does the end of the world have for us?"

Xia De, who was really bored, let his thoughts wander freely, and then another voice sounded in his heart:

"Is it very boring?"

This was Miss Miss Jia Lin Na's voice. Xia De didn't turn his head to look at her, but asked in his heart as well:

"Does it look like I'm showing it very clearly?"

While asking the question, he also widened his eyes and made a sorrowful expression.

The witch on the side seemed to curl the corners of her mouth:

"I guessed it. You shouldn't have any interest in this kind of activity. But that is my brother after all, so please bear with it. Or, we can talk about your birthday tomorrow."

Today is June 21st, 1854, the Month of Sunshine, and tomorrow is the first anniversary of the Outlander's arrival in this world.

"Better not talk about such things at a funeral."

Xia De answered in his heart, and then thought of Princess Lei Qianya behind him.

Speaking of which, this was the first time Xia De saw Princess Lei Qianya in a black dress and wearing a veil. Although the attire was like what Hela Osenfort once wore, this temperament was completely different from that cold and quiet lady. Xia De didn't know how to describe it, but in short, it was very beautiful.

Princess Lei Qianya just found a chance to hug Xia De in the church, but looked quite anxious:

"The deadline is coming, this is really troublesome."

"Wait, you are the writer lady! Weren't you the princess just now?"

The anxious red-haired girl grabbed Xia De's sleeve:

"Oh! Princess Lei Qianya said she stayed up late last night to perform a ritual to learn a miracle, and because she failed once, her mental exhaustion was severe, and she couldn't hold on and went to rest. She just let me come to replace her! But I also have to rush the manuscript! When will this funeral end? I have to submit the manuscript next Monday! If I had known, I shouldn't have wasted time attending Miss Biki's reading salon on Wednesday afternoon."

"You can tomor..."

Then he was warned by the writer lady with the princess's eyes. Tomorrow is Xia De's birthday, and it is also the Red Butterfly Day they agreed upon, which absolutely cannot be used for writing manuscripts.

In short, amidst Xia De's various wild thoughts, the second half of the funeral continued. After the coffin entered the tomb, the current young Duke Luo De expressed his gratitude to the guests, and then King Larus III led everyone to make the final mourning.

After the process ended, the group returned to the No. 2 prayer hall specially prepared by the Peace Church for the Duke's funeral today, to carry out what some people considered the most critical process of this funeral, which was the reading of the will.

The content of this will was already known to only a few people, so most people showed curiosity about it. The Duke of Verne had a son to inherit the title, but those who knew the old Duke's personality knew that although he gave the title to his son, he would definitely not leave most of his property to the young Duke Luo De... The father-son relationship was extremely poor, which was no secret in Delarion.

Everyone took their seats in the prayer hall. As a direct relative, Miss Miss Jia Lin Na sat directly in the front row, and Xia De also sat in the front row.

The lawyer appointed by the Duke before his death, and the uncle of Miss Miss Jia Lin Na, who was the oldest and most respected member of the Cavendish family, read the will together.

Even Xia De, who had nothing to do with this matter, could feel that the atmosphere at the scene had changed a lot. Except for the lawyer reading the will, almost everyone held their breath. Xia De even believed that once the lawyer closed his mouth, even the sound of a needle falling could be heard here.

The old Duke had no right to dispose of the land corresponding to the title, but he "generously" left about a quarter of his private property and fixed assets to his son. The generosity here was definitely not sarcasm, because Xia De had heard from Miss Miss Jia Lin Na that she thought the old Duke would leave at most one-tenth to his son.

The Duke's property was quite generous. One-quarter was left to his son, one-quarter was donated to the Peace Church, and the remaining half listed detailed items, which were distributed to his friends and relatives.

Then he was warned by Miss Writer with the Princess's eyes that tomorrow was Xia De's birthday, as well as the Red Butterfly Day they had agreed upon, and it absolutely could not be used for writing manuscripts.

The old Duke also left his King nephew private book collections and all the red wine cellars, and left Princess Lei Qianya some shares of the Delarion National Steam Railway Company. Even Ajilina, who was born too late and almost never spoke to him, received two sets of jewelry collected by the Duke's wife.

It can be seen that except for the young Duke Luo De, everyone was satisfied with this will. The priest of the Peace Church even stated that he would keep a portrait oil painting of the old Duke in the local church to thank him for his generous donation.

And at the end of the reading of the will, Xia De, who was thinking about going to report to Miss Danister about the clues obtained from Laplace Howard's book collection, unexpectedly heard his name mentioned:

"Finally, I want to give some medals I collected to Xia De S. Hamilton. The names and origins of the medals are in the appendix. I don't know Hamilton of Rejied, but I have seen his news in the newspaper and read his stories in books. This is the greatest pleasure I have obtained in the last stage of my life. I hope Knight Hamilton can always walk with honor, and may the God of War and Peace bless him."

Xia De, who had never thought that he could also receive an inheritance gift, didn't know what to say for a while.

This funeral ended after the reading of the will. Xia De followed Miss Miss Jia Lin Na out of the church to prepare to board the carriage before saying:

"I don't know the old Duke at all, and he actually left things to me... I have already started to feel guilty for being distracted at the funeral just now."

"Don't feel guilty, you are already considered a person who attended the funeral very seriously."

She took Xia De's hand and boarded the carriage, looking at the young Duke Luo De who was returning to the Yodel Palace with King Larus III on the other side:

"This will will definitely cause a bigger storm. That new Duke will not be willing to let the family property flow away like this."

"But this is his father's will. Is he going to overturn the old Duke's will? Oh, Tifa, good morning."

Xia De greeted the maid lady in the carriage, and the latter nodded slightly, with no expression on her face.

After Miss Miss Jia Lin Na sat down, she looked out the window, watching the people who had finished the funeral standing on the steps of the church and chatting:

"You can make a fuss about it from a legal point of view. This mainly depends on whether that young man can really be thick-skinned enough... The funeral is clearly to send off those who have already left, but it always brings trouble to those who are alive. I hope my brother can rest in peace and not be disturbed by these ugly things after death."

After removing the veil, that extremely beautiful face was displayed in front of Xia De again. Seeing Xia De staring at her, the witch turned around, hugged his neck, and kissed him:

"Thank you for being willing to accompany me to the funeral. Then in the afternoon, are you still going to hold your small group meeting? Tomorrow is your birthday, can't you just rest for a while?" ===== CHAPTER 1986 =====

"No need to feel guilty; you can already be considered someone who came to the funeral quite sincerely."

She held Xia De's hand as she boarded the carriage, her gaze turning toward the young Duke Luo De, who was returning to the Yodel Palace with King Laruce III on the other side:

"This will certainly cause a greater stir; that new Duke will not be willing to let the family fortune slip away like this."

"But this is his father's will; does he intend to overturn the old Duke's will? Oh, Difa, good morning."

Xia De greeted the maid in the carriage, who nodded slightly, her face expressionless.

Miss Miss Jia Lin Na sat down and looked out the window, watching the people who had finished attending the funeral standing on the church steps chatting:

"One could make something of this legally; it mainly depends on whether that young man can truly be thick-skinned enough... A funeral is clearly meant to bid farewell to those who have departed, yet it always brings trouble to the living. I hope my brother can rest in peace and not be disturbed by these ugly matters after death."

Removing her veil, that extremely beautiful face was once again revealed before Xia De. Seeing Xia De staring at her, the witch turned, wrapped her arms around his neck, and kissed him:

"Thank you for being willing to come and accompany me to the funeral. So, this afternoon, are you still going to attend your group meeting? Tomorrow is your birthday; can't you just take a break?"