The coffin was lowered into place, and the funeral ended.
Standing at the very front with his back to everyone, Kallen raised a hand and waved.
The Order Clerics responsible for the burial all saluted and left.
This was an open cemetery in a peculiar oasis surrounded by glaciers.
Tombstones filled the view, but most belonged to awakened clerics or marked graves containing only clothing and personal effects.
Since nothing here had value as spiritual materials, the place was very safe. Nor would anyone think that the Whip of Order's second-in-command, left here alone, would do anything to the graves.
Once everyone had withdrawn, Kallen lifted his gaze. The ground before him rose, and the newly buried coffin broke through the earth.
Creak...
The coffin lid floated up, and Dikno sat up inside.
Back at the First Knight Order, Kallen had left Order Rules inside him. These rules had automatically begun operating after the clerics at the First Knight Order Base awakened him.
Thus, his earlier death had merely been a feigned one.
After climbing out of the coffin, Dikno first bowed to Kallen.
"My great Lord..."
"You can call me 'Young Master.' Those others like you all call me that now."
"Yes, Young Master." Dikno pressed his lips together. "All of this really feels like a dream. I'm very afraid-afraid I'm still lying in my coffin at the First Knight Order, and everything that's happened these past few days is merely my own delusion."
"I still prefer your defiant look."
Hearing this, Dikno lowered his head in shame, bearing no resemblance to the war maniac who had simulated firing on the God of Order in his mind.
"Let's go."
"Yes, my Lord... Young Master."
Before leaving, Dikno looked at Bamifu's tombstone again.
Although he had failed to sleep with