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Chapter 671 Sain's Thanksgiving Ceremony

Saen Thanksgiving Ceremony.

The text is clearly normal, but for some reason, when arranged, it gives off a very strange feeling.

It's a name that sounds like something you'd only find in a pornographic book.
"What am I thinking?" Japal shook his head, got up from the hospital bed, and said.

"No need to notify Yuffie, I'll go find her myself."

"But are you alright? It would be best to have a few more tests done to confirm your condition. The doctors can start the examinations at any time," the doctor said.

"No need. If I have any health problems, I'll just go to Sain and commit suicide."

As he said this, Japar waved his hand, ripped off his hospital gown, and immediately appeared in his usual casual robes, which no one knew where he had pulled them from.

"That underground city has made people have no respect for death at all."

The doctor watched Japar walk away and couldn't help but make this comment.

Using only a little bit of fighting spirit, Japar walked out of the sanatorium unnoticed, avoiding unnecessary small talk.

This sanatorium is one of the few remaining buildings in the capital. When he came out, he thought it would be crowded with injured people, but he found that the flow of people was not unusual. Most of the injured were ash-burning mages who had accidents at the construction site.

Oh right, I slept for a week, which means a week has passed since the events involving the dragon and Yunka.

A week is enough time for a lot to happen in a world where many extraordinary things can be accomplished using magical powers.

Unfortunately, the destroyed buildings in the capital were not rebuilt during his coma. In fact, the basic outline of the area surrounding the palace has only just been taken shape, and the other destroyed areas are still awaiting orders from above and have not yet started construction.

After all, this is the capital city, and the layout of buildings needs to be carefully considered. It's not unreasonable to take this opportunity to rearrange the old streets. One can imagine that the officials in charge of this aspect must be going bald from worry these days.

The residents whose houses were destroyed and who were temporarily homeless were evacuated to the surrounding cities and temporarily settled there. However, some resourceful people chose to move directly to Lake Lienia, and some even went to Reid.

It has to be said that with such a well-connected network of portals in the Sien Dungeon, life has become much more convenient, and people in the capital can enjoy fresh seafood from Red at any time.

The capital city is currently a huge construction site, filled with nothing but civil engineers and officials. It probably won't be able to fulfill its functions as the capital until it is completely rebuilt.

Japar walked on the ground where the streets used to be, observing the surroundings. He didn't see many ordinary people loitering around, so he had no way of knowing what people's current situation was.

For most people in the capital, the turmoil that night came and went quickly. There was a lot of property damage but little loss of life. A week has passed, and they have mostly accepted the facts and are facing life again.

What Japal regretted most was that, supposedly, the night before he woke up, the golden tree that stretched across the sky stopped emitting magical healing energy, and its golden phantom gradually disappeared.

However, it seems that the plants in this land were affected by the golden tree. After the phantom disappeared, people found that a slightly smaller but also golden tree had appeared in its original location. It was seven or eight parts similar to the golden tree, but had no special abilities.

Come to think of it, if the Golden Tree continued to exist, then the capital would become the "spring" of the warrior kingdom, and anyone who was injured could just run to the Golden Tree and be healed.

It is said that the royal family plans to carve a monument on this physical golden tree to commemorate the history of the accident and the victims.

The runes that Radagan smashed in Blackrock City are still there, continuing to glow every night, and some people even become fascinated by them.

Japar is now on his way to the Sen's Thanksgiving Festival to be held outside the city.

He didn't even need to ask for directions to know where it was, because the sound of the Thanksgiving ceremony was so loud that he could hear it no matter where he went.

When he got there, he found it was packed with people, a real-life version of a sea of ​​people.

People were gathered around a huge, raised stage with dozens of screens projecting programs onto it. It looked like a temporary setup, as it was rather crude.

It's already midday, but the crowd hasn't thinned at all; they're cheering enthusiastically as they watch the performance.

This was a festival organized by representatives from the Kingdom of Anor at the invitation of Prince Temud.

Just like the sacrifice for Saen by the Kingdom of Anor after the Shadow Rebellion, this thanksgiving ceremony is also for the purpose of sacrificing to Saen. The function is the same, only the form has changed.

Since the destruction caused by the dragon and Yunka was much greater than that caused by Elfis, people's goodwill towards Sain, who resolved the incident, was even higher, and the atmosphere at the scene was quite enthusiastic.

Japar looked around but didn't see Yuffie, so he glanced at the performance on stage.

The show features a group of adventurers on an expedition who encounter all sorts of unexpected events, such as being suddenly pelted with poop by a Peach Furry, having their hair washed by Gollum, or being double-teamed by Gargoyles.

Why is there a scene where a mysterious hooded man kills the intruders and then squats up to taunt them?

These performers are probably all professional comedians, so every move they make is hilarious, and the constant laughter around them effectively relieves the public's mental stress.

It feels like these kinds of scenarios happen every day among adventurers.
The onlookers were thoroughly entertained, but some adventurers who had actually experienced such things turned pale.

"interesting."

Japar seemed to enjoy it quite a bit; after all, watching others make fools of themselves is the best kind of entertainment.

However, next, an elderly actor appeared on stage with a sword. He was dignified and his swordsmanship was so skillful that he easily defeated the invading monster.

Japar suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu about the character played by the actor, and an ominous premonition arose in his heart.

The next moment, several monsters that looked like giant cockroaches suddenly appeared and sprayed an unknown liquid at the old actor. The sword in his hand melted as soon as it touched the liquid. Upon seeing this, the old actor immediately hugged the remains of his beloved sword and cried. He was then ambushed and killed by the cursed frogs behind him.

The onlookers burst into laughter, their laughter many times louder than the previous performances.

Later, the veteran actor returned with a new sword, brutally defeating the damned rust monsters and cursed frogs, putting on a spectacular action scene that drew cheers from the audience.

Japar's mouth slowly opened wide, and his expression became quite interesting.

If he had been drinking water, he probably would have spat it out.

Isn't this just a scene depicting his first experience entering the Sien Dungeon?!

No wonder I felt a sense of déjà vu; it was him all along!
"Even old people face this calamity."

The news of his first blood in the Sien Dungeon spread like wildfire throughout the world; who knows how these details of his adventure got out.

Shame, so shameful!

Just then, the sharp-eyed Japar suddenly noticed that one of the actors in the rusty monster looked very familiar.

It's Euphemia.
"Slap!" He covered his eyes with his hand.

If there is anything in the world more shameful than having your own dark history performed as a play, then it is having your own daughter as one of the actors in that dark history.

This world is so unfriendly to the elderly!

Japar fled the scene hastily.

Because he ran too fast, no one saw the many highlights that followed, paying tribute to him, such as his legendary feat of single-handedly slaying the Demon King's bloodline, which are still celebrated by the world.

Meanwhile, inside the temporary royal palace.

"Your Majesty, there is no need to think about anything anymore. As long as you properly worship the Sien Dungeon, the whole country will enjoy good weather and abundant harvests."

"I need to think about this some more."

After dismissing his ministers, King Bontou sat alone, lost in thought, his thoughts almost entirely revolving around the Sien Dungeon.

The performance of the Saen Dungeon has won the hearts of many. Even the ministers who were previously uninterested in it are now interested and want to follow the example of the Kingdom of Anor and give Saen the title of "National Dungeon".

Banto felt that doing so was somewhat rash and that he needed to consider it for a while longer.

However, he now also attaches great importance to that underground city, because his ancestor told him to focus on it.

But before considering matters related to the Sien Dungeon, he had other matters to attend to.

Several important documents were placed on his desk.

【The Raging Dragon - An Investigation Report on the Hidden Purebred Dragons and the Dragon Plague】

[Exploration Plan for the Hidden Dragon's Floating Island]

[Eunka's Estate Inventory Report and Cooperation Conditions with the Magic Association]

Feasibility Study on Removing Dragon Factors from the Bloodline of the Chinese People

His desk was filled with numerous reports, and there was a mountain of things to deal with.

The Mad Dragon disappeared in the city of Sien with the other dragons after that night, and the matter of the pure-blooded dragons was not his concern; that was something Erro and the others should worry about.

Speaking of Ero
Bontou remembered that not long ago someone reported that Erro had been badly beaten by an unknown dragon in the Sien dungeon, and for a while he even developed PTSD from seeing a red dragon, and even Abe couldn't get close to it.

The thought of how the once-arrogant Ero could be reduced to that state made Bontoo chuckle.

However, the thought of being tricked by Eunka made him lose his smile; he felt incredibly stupid.

Eunka disappeared, but left behind many mysteries.

Bontoo has already reached a commission with the Magic Association, commissioning them to investigate everything related to Eunka and find out if there are any other harms left behind.

Today, the Magic Association sent over an investigation report, the contents of which surprisingly relate to Eunka's mentor.

This is the man who caused the people of the Warrior Kingdom to become a mixed bag, and Bantou hates him to death.

But he knew nothing about this person, and had never even heard of Eunkati, making him seem very mysterious.

The Magic Association also said that records from too long ago are likely to be lost and difficult to search, and they can only do their best to search. Moreover, some powerful magicians do not keep personal information within the association.

Bontoo glanced at the report, his gaze suddenly hardening.

[Eunka's mentor, name unknown, related information missing]

According to existing records, he was once a senior alchemist who later became a magician, specializing in life-related magic, but the specifics of his research are unknown.

[He enjoys traveling and has left traces of his experiments in various countries around the world; further evidence suggests that—]

He once traveled to the western continent occupied by the demon race.

(End of this chapter)