"Catherine, Alice, Elizabeth, Cleopatra." Tatiana silently recited the names of the dead. She took a deep breath to forget the faint pain in her abdomen. These names are her sisters, whether they are the creation of the monarch or ordinary girls, who shed blood on her behalf. "Vera, Nasja, Alina, Valeria." There was only the sound of chiseling stones and the sisters chanting prayers in the hall. Tatiana closed her eyes and immersed her consciousness in incense and prayer. She silently recited the names of the dead sisters, and then recited them again. Each name was like a short whip of thorns whipped on her back.

No one would question the creed of the sisterhood because they all witnessed miracles with their own eyes.

Tatyana looked up at the golden statue, and some unbearable pressure gradually rose with the light blue smoke. This is why all the sisters sacrificed for it. She thought, this is the cause that all of us would bleed for it. On the soon-to-be-finished mural, Vera and Catherine are the only sisters who were painted with white wings.

She did not tell the ladies everything. She could not remember what Ms. Catherine said to her before leaving Vera's body. Even the little memory in the nightmare that plagued her was blurred, just like a tape that was wiped off with only a blank noise. She only remembered that when all the light disappeared, Vera slowly fell into her arms, silently as if she had fallen asleep. This was a scene that everyone present saw, but Tatyana was sure that she had seen more than that.

"Their duties are fulfilled, and they shall stand beside the monarch and enjoy glory forever." Ms. Tita, the head of the sisters, stood beside the altar and preached loudly. A rough black chain was added to her shoulder armor, and a herald and prayer parchment was engraved with gilded. All the sisters who survived the Battle of Fenbowente were decorated with such decorations. As honors for once reaching the top of the mountain, Tatiana added a piece of parchment written by Tita, which detailed her achievements. "They gained peace, because the enemies were burned to death. Be delighted for them, sisters, as they loved them when they were alive, their sacrifice was the glory of the sisters."

Tita was wearing gorgeous black power armor, golden eagle emblem surrounded her neck armor, the crimson robe and cloak were embroidered with deeper colored threads, and the sun-shaped gilded iron ring was placed above her energy backpack. This was a set of power armor for ceremony, but it was also an extremely powerful armament when necessary. It was said that the monarch personally designed some of the components. She was leaning on the sword made by Salomon in one hand,

Holding a huge parchment book in one hand, the seal contains gilded hot characters, an uncut huge ruby ​​like flowing blood, and a genetically recognized password lock. This book can only be opened by the senior sisters. It is said that it not only records the prayers of the sisters, but also records the alchemy and ultimate secret weapons given to the sisters by the monarch. Of course, only a few people know the truth. The sisters have more secrets than the intelligence agencies have speculated.

After this battle, all the sisters who participated in the battle had to pray for a long time to ensure that no one was corroded. Even the wounded who had just come down from the hospital bed was no exception. Tita personally brought the wounded people who smelled disinfectant all over his body.

"We will remember what they did, their stories will be carved into stones and written into our books, and later generations will understand how great they have made sacrifices for their great faith. Praise our Lord and praise St. Catherine!"

"Praise my Lord." Nearly a hundred sisters who knelt on one knee said in unison, "Praise St. Catherine."

"Let us carry out the last vigil and then send the dead sisters into the tomb of eternal silence."

Tatiana was chosen to carry Vera's coffin, and the other three candidates were members of the assault team. When Tatiana finished her final prayer, she left the hall after watching the servants carved the names in the stone tablets of the Glory Memorial Hall. Before she walked out of the Baroque style oak gate, she couldn't help but look back in an unknown impulse. In the faint light that lit up behind the sculpture, she seemed to see Vera on the mural smile at her - Tatiana rubbed her eyes, thinking that this was because of the vigil and prayer that had been endless for three consecutive days, coupled with the fatigue hallucination caused by taking medication.

The funeral was not only held at the Sisters, but also at the same time as the regular army and the intelligence department. Unfortunately, no clergy participated in their funeral. Considering Salomon's disgust with the Abrahamic gods, this was also expected. Therefore, the coffin of each sacrificial soldier was covered with a crimson flag embroidered with a golden eagle, and these soldiers would be buried in a cemetery specially purchased for this outside the Immortal City.

Sofia just attended the funeral of her own people and rushed non-stop, often with the towering interior building of the Baroque church, and then ran into a direct collision with Victoria Hand.

She could guess Victoria Hand’s purpose with her toes because she also had the same idea.

The military supplies department had long sent the logistics supplies needed for the Sky aircraft carrier and Sky battleship. If it were for this, Victoria Hand had no need to come to the interior department and had long been hiding back to the Sky aircraft carrier or the aircraft carrier fleet in the Pacific.

"We need ordnance. It's not ordinary ordnance, but war machines." Sophia said to Stephanie with dark circles first. "I know the Military Control Commission cannot control this matter. Only the Ministry of the Interior and the Mars Foundry can make decisions."

"Mars and I can't make a decision." Stephanie waved her hand irritably, and the empty potion bottle and documents filled the desktop.

Due to Salomon's amazing decision, many experimental equipment cast on Mars and Earth, together with the evidence of the existence of world surveillance, were buried under the dumped mountains. This led to Stephanie's inability to collect data on the use of weapons and equipment. The Mars Foundry had to spend more time testing and modifying the equipment - not only that, the human resources were paid in this operation, and even the special operations team belonging to Hydra were partially sacrificed. The Immortal City did not lack weapons and equipment, and even some overcapacity, and the Immortal City only lacked well-trained soldiers. The cost of creating a genetically modified warrior (the Imperial Guard) was really shocking and could not be expanded on a large scale. Stephanie would rather pay a double pension than double the number of regular soldiers.

"That's Kama Taj's thing, I don't know about magic."

"Where is the monarch?" asked Victoria Hand.

"I don't know." Stephanie rolled her eyes and almost fell asleep. "How could I know where he went? I only know that he had been to the Immortal City today. I will fall asleep in twenty seconds. I don't want to die of overwork like my subordinates. Do you have any other questions?"

"Do you have any other questions, snot?"

Deep in the dungeon of the Immortal City, the Imperial Guards were guarding a gate, and the boy who had experienced the entire Battle of Fenbowent was staying in a magic circle formed by brilliant sparks. Unlike others who imagined, Salomon did not imprison him, but protected him - the boy's fingertips were constantly emitting a light blue light. If this magic was not suppressed, the boy would be a ball of unconscious light.
Chapter completed!