[Purple Moon]'s Song (70)—Can I Really Not Do This?
Long Xiruo was genuinely stunned by what the voice had said.
If [Sea God] was buried here, then who was the aberrant Asura transformation outside the [Sea of Flowers]?
—No, it might just be some kind of cenotaph?
"Who built this grave?"
The true dragon of the Divine Land asked instinctively.
However, the voice in her heart seemed determined to say the most shocking thing possible. It suddenly added another sentence that left Ah Xiruo stunned once more.
"Cicero... your father..."
Hm... Huh???!
Ah Xiruo knew very little about the Empire.
That was because [Bing Lun] always claimed that she couldn't know much before obtaining the ultimate authority over the [Ship of Theseus].
But she had still managed to squeeze out fragments of information about the Empire from the stray words [Bing Lun] occasionally muttered while stuck in a crashed state.
The most important point was that [Cicero] had died during the period when the Empire was destroyed. The exact time was unknown—but it had clearly happened long before the distant Age of Gods.
Yet [Sea God] Calisop was an Immortal Life from the previous Age of Gods... How had Cicero erected this gravestone? Had he foreseen it and set it up in advance?
No.
"Is this Calisop's grave from her previous life?!"
"Previous life... You can understand it that way."
Long Xiruo couldn't help frowning. She then walked past the motionless Boros puppet and came before the grave. Looking at the stele without any inscription, she asked, "Why didn't you put her name on it?"
"Because there was no need. It was also her own request."
"Fine, I guess some people really do make requests like that..." Ah Xiruo shook her head. It was the will of the dead,