87_87643It's been two days since the Battle of Fort Hellgate

After Ildris returned, she closed her door, and the operation of the elven city was left to Elder Terlis-Uther to leave for the tribe of the treants at the foot of the Star-Moon Peak in the northern part of the Sleeping Forest, and he wanted to give an explanation to the angry treants for this catastrophe

Joelis takes on the role of Night Elf Warrior Captain, seizing the time to reorganize the defenses and deal with Argus's next attack at some point, the elves have lost a barrier, and the Empire has lost a commander

Milia stood on a wooden platform by a lake in the elven city, silently watching the sparkling water

The shadows flickered in the forest on the other side of the lake, and perhaps the surviving demonic spirits wandered among them, nostalgic for the city that would never be theirs again

There was a loud wind behind her, blowing her blonde hair up

"Well...... Girl...... What about your companion named Jossen?" Forty-Seven appeared before her for the first time since returning from Hellgate, seemingly deliberately avoiding these two busy and chaotic days

Forty-Seven's body had grown larger, the mystical flames had repaired his hollow body from the loss of Melganis and the rest of his purgatory, and he now seemed to be a purely mechanical construct again, with a few demonic features, metal horns, metal fangs, and the wings of the fourth rebirth of the claws folding behind him, like a black metal cloak

"Jossen, he ......," Milia stroked the long sword that Anton had left behind at his waist, as if to draw strength and courage from it, "he died in the midst of Argus' attack on Uther's village of the Elder...... A death ray hit him, and I don't think he was in pain...... Nope"

Forty-seven was silent, and old Anton valued this girl very much...... He helped himself expel the Flame Monarch, and this favor could not be repaid

Milia wiped her eyes, and she rubbed a gray object on her hand, the fragments of the ashes shattering into tiny dust on her hands

Did this come from the side of Hell Gate?

She and Forty-Seven looked up, and the ashes were falling from the sky like a snowfall

They will also fall on the rest of the sleeping forest, and the ash snowflakes are like the souls of the dead, with a cruel and indifferent beauty - falling like death

Please look forward to the fourth chapter of "Imperial Sunset" and please vote by the way, thank you.