amaotonovel Chapter 112: Gal: Why! I was here first!
Chapter 112: Gal: Why! I was here first!
Although they agreed to hold a funeral for Soros, Delos and the others had to come up with a reliable reason.
This issue will be discussed for a long time, and finally a reasonable reason will be come up with.
Let’s say that Soros spent everything he had to lead Eli out of the predicament, but now he can no longer hold on and returns to the embrace of the sacred tree, and the throne is inherited by Soros’ younger brother Telos.
Although it sounds ridiculous, it is actually true, just with a slight deviation.
When the people learned the news, they couldn't believe it at first, but after confirming several times that the news came from the palace, they had to believe it.
As a result, people have been crying all day, complaining about the injustice of Soros's rough fate.
Then these people spontaneously organized themselves and came to the statue of Soros holding various flowers to mourn for the greatest king of Eli.
By the way, this statue was carved by the best craftsmen after Eli unified the world and the people raised funds to do so.
Today, this statue, which was built to celebrate Eli's power, has become the only way for people to mourn Soros.
After inheriting the throne, Tilos held the funeral with great ceremony, even more luxurious than those of previous kings of Eli, and Soros was worthy of Eli's doing so.
On the day of the funeral, everyone in the royal city came to attend, and even many people from other cities came as well.
Delos held flowers in his hands and placed them in front and behind the statue. Even though he knew that Thoros was not dead, but was just leaving Eli for another world, he could no longer hold back his tears and began to cry loudly.
The people who lined up to lay flowers later were moved by his sincere and heartbroken cry and also shed tears.
Suddenly, the sound of crying was deafening, and the feeling of sadness filled the entire air over Eli.
Perhaps even God was mourning Soros, and the raindrops were falling.
Even though it was raining, no one chose to hide or hold an umbrella. Instead, the crying became even louder.
There were only two figures covered in black robes who did not cry.
“How does it feel to be at your own funeral?”
As Ronnie watched Soros return from the statue, he smiled and joked: "Anyway, I think it's quite interesting."
Then he pointed to the weeping people around him and said, "They are all sad for you. It seems that you are a great king in their hearts."
"You were the one who suggested it." Soros rolled his eyes and said, "I don't know what got into me that I agreed to your suggestion."
Hearing this, Ronnie touched His head and pulled Him into his arms.
"Why? Do you feel sorry for your people because they are sad for you?"
Soros did not respond, but leaned in Ronnie's arms and watched the funeral quietly.
They waited until the funeral was over before returning to the palace to say their final goodbyes to Delos and the others.
Looking at Tillos, whose eyes were swollen and tears were still welling up in his eyes, Soros stepped forward and gave him a hug.
"Take good care of Eli."
"I will." Tilos held back his tears and nodded firmly: "Come back when you have time. You will always be the greatest king of Eli."
After nodding in response, Soros said goodbye to the ministers who had accompanied him for a long time one by one, then stood beside Ronnie and disappeared with him in the teleporting light.
Returning to the world where the Disaster Clan lived, Soros looked at the prosperous city at the foot of the mountain with curiosity.
“Is this your world?”
Ronnie smiled and nodded, then took Soros to see where the clan was.
As soon as I reached the foot of the mountain, I met Salman.
When he saw Ronnie, Salman pounced and hugged Ronnie's thighs.
But Soros was next to him, so how could Ronnie let this idiot succeed? He dodged sideways and kicked him.
Salman, who was kicked and embedded in the stone wall, let out a cackling laugh after buckling himself down.
"A familiar force. It turns out that my Lord has returned. Hehe..."
Even though Salman's soliloquy was quiet, Soros still heard it.
Feeling Soros's perverted look, Ronnie's eyes twitched and he felt a little embarrassed.
"Um, he is Salman, my dependent, who has some...problems with his brain."
Hearing this, Soros frowned and stared at Salman for a moment, then couldn't help but complain.
"Are you sure he has a problem with his brain? And not a disease in his brain?"
When Salman heard someone say that he was mentally ill, he puffed out his chest with pride and said as a matter of course: "I am not mentally ill, I am free and easy, and I act according to my heart."
Ronnie couldn't bear to listen any more and rolled his eyes.
"In simple terms, it's sand sculpture."
"You are worthy of being my Lord! You know me well enough!" Salman gave a thumbs up.
At this time, Salman also noticed the slim figure next to Ronnie, and the fire of the soul in his eyes instantly brightened.
"My Lord, who is this?"
Hearing this, Ronnie pulled Soros into his arms and introduced him to Salman: "His name is Soros, and he is my partner."
Before Salman could say anything, a voice of great grief and anger reached the ears of everyone present.
"Why? I was here first!"
Galle rushed up to Ronnie and looked up at Soros.
There was no way. Soros was nearly three meters tall, and Gala, who was about the same height as an ordinary human, could only look up at him.
"Who are you? Let me tell you, I am the goddess of elements. I was the one who fell in love with Ronnie first. Be smart and stop pestering him."
Listening to her words, Soros looked at Ronnie.
"Are all your men of this... um... type?"
Hearing this, Ronnie covered his face in embarrassment and was about to deny it, but when he thought that the others seemed to be idiots as well, he could only sigh helplessly.
"You haven't answered me yet! Tell me! Who are you?!"
Seeing that Galle looked like his man was being robbed, Soros didn't have any thoughts and introduced himself calmly and elegantly.
"Eli Soros, Ronnie's partner."
Although Gala was very beautiful and had a good figure, an absolute goddess, Soros had no sense of crisis at all.
It's not that he is confident in himself and feels that Gal is not a threat, but that he is confident in Ronnie. If he hadn't broken the window paper when he was drunk that day, Ronnie probably wouldn't even mention becoming a partner.
Looking at Soros's elegance and composure, with nobility and dignity in his demeanor, Gal's inner alarm bells began to ring.
Strong rival! A real strong rival! Apart from her bigger breasts, I can’t compare to her in terms of temperament or anything else.
And from the conversation I just heard, Ronnie and Soros are indeed a couple.
Damn! I finally fell in love with this man! How can I give up like this?
Suddenly, Gal felt two little figures, one black and one white, appear beside her. The white figure advised her that they were already a couple and she couldn't be the one to destroy their relationship, while the black figure advised her not to give up, saying that true love was snatched away, so what if they became a couple? Was he afraid that Soros would get Ronnie pregnant?
Gal felt that what the black man said made sense. After strangling the white man to death, he calmed himself down, took a deep breath, and stretched out his hand in a graceful manner.
"Gal Vitiogo, your rival."