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The night covers the sky, and the faint moonlight shines through the rose windows of the music hall on the top floor of the Garden of Eden on the white piano in the hall, reflecting a glimmer of light.

In the dull darkness, there was no one.

But in this dark space, a woman humming some kind of folk song was vaguely heard, accompanied by the sound of chains, which looked very strange.

With this soft hum, a phantom gradually appeared next to the piano and danced to his humming.

It was an old man wearing a white evening dress. Although his head was full of hair and wrinkles on his face, the elegance accumulated by the years on his body was engraved into his bones.

Even though she is old, everyone who sees her can imagine her beautiful appearance.

But there was a chain on her chest. There was nothing else at the end of the chain, but the chain was covered with rust, and it was about to gradually erode the chest...

Xia Ya is gradually trying to abut the world of Death on the Blue Star.

Some rules of the world of Death will gradually appear on the Blue Star.

For example, Xu, Biru... the iron chain on this old man.

That is the chain of cause and effect.

It is generally connected to the body, protecting the soul from being separated from the body, and not entering the underworld.

But once the chain of cause and effect is broken, it means that the causal relationship between the soul and this physical body has come to an end.

If the mind is empty after death, the truncated chain will become empty and then evolve into emptiness.

There will be two situations when a person who is not dead forcibly cut off the causal chain. One is to become weak and the other is to become a god of death.

And neither of them is either sucked into the underworld by the power of the world.

Or like this old man, she stayed in the present world because of her obsession, but as the iron chains gradually eroded by the present world, she would become empty.

Suddenly, the old man seemed to feel something and turned around suddenly.

Then I saw that someone appeared behind me at some point.

She was wearing a robe with a black red background, similar to what Uncle Jaetsuki wore, but in fact she looked more like Kurosaki Ichigo Tensuo Jaetsuki's windbreaker, but she didn't have that skirt.

That is the Death Domineering outfit used in the Underworld. Compared with the Death Domineering outfit full of gentle wind, this outfit is closer to modern times and is suitable for any country.

The black robe is as dark as ink, blending into one with darkness, and on her face is wearing a bone mask, like a seductive god of death...

The old man was startled by the man at first, but seemed to have thought of something and gradually calmed down.

"You're late, I should have left long ago."

It seems like I have known my friend for a long time, but I have never met you.

"Sorry," the god of death said in a deep voice, "we have some insufficient staff."

"Your voice seems familiar..." The old man looked at the god of death in confusion, as if he wanted to see through his mask.

The God of Death subconsciously took a step back, then reacted and said slightly tough.

"Christina II, you should go with me!"

Yes, the old man in front of him is Christina II, Charles' mother, and Emilia's grandmother.

When she died, it happened to be a period of magical revival, which is why she could survive for eight years by relying on obsession.

There are not many such people. If the God of Death is not joined, these souls will gradually transform into evil spirits.

"I understand, I didn't say I won't leave. Are you all so bad at catching your souls?" the old man said with a lip silence.

The God of Death was obviously a little surprised that Christina II was so easy to talk to, which was very keen on the stubborn old man in his past perception.

"You stayed here because of your obsession. Otherwise, your soul would have been in the underworld long ago. Why did you agree so happily now?"

The old man smiled kindly, turned his head and looked at the gate, as if he wanted to see Emilya sleeping in the bedroom through the closed gate, and said with a deep look.

"Eight years ago, when I died, Emilia was only sixteen years old. She had not received any royal orthodox education, nor had any political experience.

I thought... after I left, she would bring the whole of Britania to the brink of destruction.

But unexpectedly, she was more capable than I thought."

The god of death also turned his head and looked at the door, silent.

"Times are different." Christina II sighed, "The emperor's work is also easier than in the past."

As she said that, her eyes darkened, "If... had realized this earlier and realized my mistake, I wouldn't have forced Charles so much, nor would I..."

"No, you have nothing wrong with it." The god of death suddenly spoke.

Christina II was stunned and then smiled.

"Thank you for your comfort. It seems that my impression of you just now was wrong... Well, I have no obsession anymore, take me away."

The god of death did not speak, but sat down, took out a scale from somewhere, placed it on the ground, and then took out a feather and placed it on the other end of the scale.

Christina looked at the Libra, and a myth in her mind coincided with the Libra in front of her...

In Egyptian mythology, Anubis, the god of death, will lead the souls of the dead to a balance for judgment.

Contrast with Maat's feathers on the balance.

If the soul is as light as a feather, or lighter than a feather, Anubis will take him to meet Osiris, enter the land of paradise, and enjoy eternal life.

The world of Death did not exist in heaven, and the so-called place of rebirth is in the world of corpse souls.

Moreover, when the soul is buried, the Zanpakura will determine whether the soul has karma. If it does, open the door to hell and send it to the underworld.

If not, it will be sent to the corpse soul realm, but it will not be able to sense the good ones.

Moreover, the Zanpakura cannot automatically open the gate of hell at present, and it needs to be judged by the God of Death to open it.

Therefore, this balance is added to help the god of death make a judgment.

She seemed to realize something, and sat on the ground and said confidently.

"I am the most devout believer of God, and I have no guilt during my administration!"

Death did not speak, but reached out and walked through Christina II's chest and took out the old man's heart.

He looked at the beating heart in his hand and slowly placed it on the other side of the scale...

Christina II looked at the Libra with some nervousness.

Libras were balanced at first, but after a few seconds, they tilted slightly towards the heart a little.

Very subtle, and if you don't look carefully, you can't see it at all.

The old man raised his head and looked at the death pitifully.

"I've worked very hard..."

"I know." The god of death said in a gentle voice, "This is already amazing."

During the reign of the old man, several wars were ordered to be launched, and part of the sins of the creatures who died in this war were counted on the old man.

But in the same way, part of the people she saved was also counted on the old man.

Rescue is much more difficult than killing, which is really amazing.

"Don't be afraid," the god of death murmured softly, putting his heart back into the old man's body, "You will go to a good place."

As he said that, he picked up the hang of the Zanpakura and tugged it lightly at the old man.

The golden light suddenly enveloped the old man's body, and the spirit body was gradually decomposed into golden light spots, which gradually dissipated...

Looking at the golden light gradually covering the whole body, the old man looked at the god of death in front of him and showed a look of relief.

"Thank you, but to speak, your voice is really familiar..."

In the old man's low whisper, the golden light completely dissipated in front of the god of death...

The god of death was silent, silently retracted the scales, walked through this gate, and continued on this corridor...

Then, he entered Emilia's bedroom.

Eight years later, Emilia was twenty-four years old. She was not as frozen as Artoria and stopped developing.

The light at the head of the bed emits a soft light, shining on a beautiful beauty.

Her long golden hair fell down to her waist, and her delicate facial features, coupled with her long-standing aura of being in high positions and being powerful without anger, was like a queen walking out of the painting.

She was wearing a very bookish gold-rimmed glasses, and the tacky gold-rimmed glasses made her look even more luxurious.

She was looking at the comments on the control and utilization of mutant creatures that she handed over from under her hands earlier, and occasionally used a pen to modify them.

The god of death stared at her quietly without saying anything. As time passed, sleepiness gradually spread to her mind, and she fell into a deep sleep without realizing it...

And the god of death also made a move. He slowly stepped forward, gently turned off the desk lamp, and stared at Emilya...

After a moment, he murmured softly.

"You're right, she's really better than she thought..."

As he said that, he gently left the bedroom...

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To be continued...