I Am No King's

Chapter 230 – Goodbye

Hello, Mari. Sorry I just got here.

Honestly, I can't believe you're dead. However, what can I do other than believe when I see your body in front of me?

At present, Hurrian is still operated on by his father. There are many organs in his body that need to be replaced. However, even if completed, Hurrian would have difficulty in using his control. Not only that, his body balance was broken. He's half disabled, even worse than my incompetent one.

Mulisu said what makes Hurrian alive is that his wound was under pressure from the object that hit him. So, he didn't lose blood for too long. Unfortunately, this doesn't apply to you. Most of your wounds are cuts and pits, without any object pressing or clogging the blood, blood loss is common.

However, despite saying all that, both Mulisu, Emir, and Inanna, they did not say who killed you or injured Hurrian to such an extent. They won't tell me who your opponent is. They say the only one who has the right to say it is Hurrian, the one who fights beside you until the end of your life.

Mari, am I wrong for training you? Was I wrong to let you into Agade? What I–no. It's just free that I'm asking all this now. You are the one who insists and I must respect your choice. If I were to question this now, it would be the same as spitting at your resolution.

I'm sorry, Mari.

You'll be buried in the morning. You will be buried with Tasha and the others. You won't be alone.

I was silent, nothing else came to mind. My mind is completely empty.

I looked at Mari who was closed. Slowly, I stroked her hardened white hair from being in this cold room. His face was no longer smooth. There were a lot of cuts and cuts.

Right now, I'm in the hospital's freezer. In front of me, a table was attached with Mari's body on it. Mari's body was covered by a white blanket. Only his face is not, I open it.

I got up from my chair, and I met Mari and my forehead.

"Come, thank you for helping me find another one. Thank you for giving me the opportunity to make amends. And thank you for being born. Tomorrow, I'll take you to Tasha."

　

　

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"Inanna, are you okay with this funeral?"

"Ah, it's okay Gin. I'm fine, "Inanna was silent for a moment. "I had to go to this funeral. I want to pay Mari one last tribute."

I turned my eyes to the Emir. He didn't say anything. His gaze to get there to here, unable to meet my eyes.

I did not pursue the Emir's gaze any further and re-directed my gaze to the coffin in front of me.

The three of us boarded a long car carrying a coffin containing Mari's body. Ur's in front, driving this car.

"Gin?"

"Yes?"

I raised my head, looking at the Emir.

"I heard Quetzal, Orion, and Ukin declare a truce for the next 14 days. In fact, they said they would escort the funeral. Is this serious? Is this not their trick and then attack when we're off guard??"

Inanna immediately turned her head towards me and nodded, indicating she also had the same question.

"Ah, that," I responded lightly. "Don't worry, this isn't a trick. They just don't want to owe Agade a debt."

Not stopping there, Karla and her men also attacked the hospital which is a public place, which is dominated by non-black market people. During this attack, Apollo was not completely extinct. And, because the time is too fast, there has been no announcement or statement from each organization that their alliance is dissolved. So, finally, the responsibility still fell on their hands.

The ones who should have killed Karla and her men for breaking the rules were them, the remaining Alliance, Orion, Quetzal, and Ukin. However, what happened, it was us, Agade, who did this. If they don't give a truce and keep the funeral safe so that other organizations don't pester, they'll officially owe us. And, indebtedness is not something you want on the black market.

"That's it...."

Emir and Inanna respond slowly, simultaneously.

Not long after, finally, we arrived at our destination. A small mountain on the edge of town, a cemetery. Before getting out of the car, Inanna and the Emir were all wearing black robes and wolf masks. I've been wearing a robe, but the mask hasn't been.

I looked at Mari deeply. He looks so calm. With her favorite outfit, a military shirt top with a miniskirt and a black Agade robe, Mari looked as if she was just asleep.

In the past, when I was in an orphanage, I used to kiss the children in the forehead, taking them to take naps. After finding Mari, I went back to doing it. He said my kiss helped him sleep. However, not long after, Mari asked me to stop because I, as the leader of the Agade, did not necessarily put her as a favorite member.

Now, for the last time, before closing the crate, I kiss Mari on the forehead, putting her to sleep, for good.

Finally, I put on the mask and got out of the car. Our car stopped right in front of the gate while another member's car was in the vicinity. After getting out of the car, three men came to this car. The three men were Ibla, Simurrum, and Uru'a. Together with me, we raised Mari's dead starch.

The four of us raised Mari's coffin because our height was almost the same. Ur is too short while Elam is too tall. We were at the very front, followed by elite members and ordinary members of Agade. While ordinary Agade Members only wore hats with face-covering mosquito nets, Elite members wore black robes and dog masks.

We arrived at a point that had been reserved on the left side of the cemetery. Mari's resting place isn't really next to Tasha's. More precisely, he was below Tasha's right. To the right, left, top, and bottom of Tasha's tomb was already filled by another, orphanage boy who left before Mari. In fact, there are three tombs that are actually empty, without a body. However, I still made their headstone here.

We put Mari's Chest on an empty burrow. In the burrow, a casket lowering device is installed.

Unlike a normal funeral where there will be one person who gives some sort of closing speech about the life Mari has lived or the impressions of people who know her, the funeral of members of a black market organization is always silent. Everyone was silent, a thousand languages silent. We express all our wishes and sayings to the dead in our hearts.

This is because in the black market world, everyone has a secret they want to bring to the hole. Wrongly, the secret can be open at the time of the pronunciation of the impression. Therefore, this way is what is taken.

While looking at the coffin that brought Mari down in a manner, I could only murmur softly, saying my prayers and wishes.

"Goodbye, Mari. Hope you can meet Tasha and the others."

Seriate

　

　

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