Chapter 511 Succession

A team in imperial uniforms was walking through the streets of the Triumphal District with guns on their shoulders.

Behind them, there was a guard of honor with flags.

The soldiers had solemn expressions, with black cuffs on their right arms to mourn the passing of the pillars of the country.

One after another, black cars surrounded the central hearse, which held a gorgeous coffin with Pala's body inside.

The funeral procession went straight to the Imperial Square.

Pedestrians along the way stopped to salute, and some elderly people even wiped their tears and waved goodbye.

A moment later.

On the Imperial Square.

The hearse stopped under the "Head of State".

At this time, the "Head of State" had been rebuilt, and the head that was originally decomposed by Pala through alchemy was also rebuilt into the disguised middle-aged appearance of Head of State Caesar Gid.

Gilan, dressed in a black dress, stood expressionlessly at the front of the imperial high-level ranks.

Carl and Adams were beside him, also wearing black dresses.

Führer Caesar put his hands behind his back and looked at the hearse silently.

The Imperial Square was crowded with people. In addition to the army, there were also residents of the capital who came here to see the city.

Whispered conversations and sobs were heard one after another. The radio was playing the deeds of Para Celsus in a loop, letting people know that there was such an old man who devoted his life to Bremen.

"Gilan, go and bid farewell to your teacher."

At this time, Caesar said softly without turning his head.

Gilan took a deep breath and nodded.

Maiwei, who was dressed in a black uniform, walked forward and handed over a bunch of white chrysanthemums. She whispered in a depressed mood:

"Mr. Gilan, I am sorry."

"You too."

Gilan took the white chrysanthemum and replied to the woman.

He knew that many years ago, Maiwei was forced to be involved in the "killing game" in Bosvia when she was still a girl.

It was Para who saved her and brought her back to the capital for training. It can be said that Pala is her benefactor.

"Yeah." Maiwei forced a smile.

Then, he lowered his head and turned back to the queue.

Jilan took a deep breath, holding the flowers, and came to the teacher's coffin.

He saw that Pala was lying inside with his eyes closed. After the makeup of the undertaker, his wrinkled face seemed to be just sleeping and not dead.

"Teacher, don't worry, I won't let you down."

Jilan murmured, leaned over and gently placed the white chrysanthemum on the chest of the white-haired old man.

Taking this opportunity, he tried to activate "Colorful" to see if he could save the teacher's soul like he did when he captured Alevia and others, so that he could be resurrected in the future.

Unfortunately, "Colorful" did not respond at all.

'Did the soul burn out along with the vitality and the "Philosopher's Stone" in that battle...'

Jilan thought, his heart sank.

This means that Teacher Pala is really dead.

There is no possibility of resurrection.

He also knew that even if he could preserve the teacher's soul, he would probably not be able to replicate the experience of Baiou and the others.

Because Para Celsus's life span was over.

And because of the "Philosopher's Stone" that extended his life, he could never ascend...

No matter what he did, Para's death was inevitable.

Jilan couldn't bear the grief in his heart, and his eyes turned red.

In his two lives, there were not many people who treated him sincerely, and the teacher was one of them, and he was the guide on his mysterious path.

He benefited a lot from Para's careful teaching.

It was not easy for Jilan to have such a mentor leave.

"Teacher, please wait and see."

He said in a deep voice.

"I will do as you wish, and make the Federation terrified and in awe..."

After that, Jilan took off his hat, bowed deeply to the coffin, and then turned and left.

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Para's body did not turn into a nightmare monument.

Because he used alchemy to shatter the kingdom's seal before his death.

It turned into power, burned with life, soul, and philosopher's stone, and created the miracle of "rejuvenation" for a short time.

And all these were told to Gillan by President Caesar.

After learning this, Gillan also understood more clearly how tenacious the teacher's will was and how tenacious his faith was.

On the night of the state funeral.

Gillan participated in a succession ceremony inside the Sifang Palace under the arrangement of the president.

Honorary members of the "Crusaders", heads of various departments, important cadres, leaders of the mysterious investigation committee, and even representatives of the secret society who were invited were all present.

Just to watch the ceremony.

Witness the student of the "White Sage" inherit the position.

On the high platform.

Gillan stood in the center.

President Caesar, wearing a disguised appearance and wearing a military uniform, led Carl and Adams and walked slowly over.

In the president's hand, he held a white cane.

The "Philosopher's Sword" was hidden in the cane.

"Gilan Iros, your teacher left a will, he wants you to inherit his sword."

Caesar said.

"I respect his choice, and I believe you can live up to his trust and replace him as the Bremen Sword."

"From now on, you will be the new chairman of the Mysterious Investigation Committee, responsible for maintaining the safety of the mysterious side of the empire, sweeping away and suppressing all factors that endanger the order of the empire, the lives and property of the people..."

"Gilan, can you do it?"

Caesar looked directly at the young man in front of him and asked in a deep voice.

Gilan glanced at the head of state, then glanced at the people in the audience, and then nodded:

"Yes."

"Very good."

Caesar nodded.

He held the white cane in both hands and handed it to Jilan.

Jilan looked at the cane in front of him.

It seemed to carry more than just a responsibility and burden, but also the expectations of the head of state, teacher Pala and others.

Jilan silently stretched out his hands and took the cane.

At this moment.

It seemed to be the handover of the old and new eras of the mysterious side of the empire, and it was also a symbol of something indescribable.

Jilan held the heavy white cane and seemed to see a white-haired old man in the crowd looking at him with a smile.

The old man nodded to him, then turned and left.

Crackling!

Suddenly, the audience applauded.

Jilan's expression flashed, and the old man's back had disappeared.

He sighed in his heart.

He adjusted his mood and nodded to everyone.

"Today, I inherited the teacher's sword, and I will also inherit his will and mission..."

Jilan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"From now on, I will perform the duties of the chairman of the empire in the name of 'Red Sage'."

Red Sage?

Everyone in the audience, including President Caesar, Carl and Adams beside Gillan, was stunned.

But recalling Gillan Ilos' past resume, everyone also realized that he was ruthless and had a strong desire to kill.

Compared with the style of "White Sage" Pala, perhaps the methods of this new chairman will be even more bloody and cruel.

The many secret society representatives who came to participate in the ceremony looked at each other and felt awe in their hearts.

The future mysterious field of the Bremen Empire may no longer be the era of "White Sage"...

Recently, I still ask my own secret society members to keep a low profile and avoid making trouble, so as to avoid being killed by this "Red Sage".

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The news that the position of chairman of the Imperial Mystery Investigation Committee has been handed over to Gillan Ilos soon spread in the mysterious field.

And this is also Caesar's intention.

Otherwise, some of the more intimate secret society representatives would not be invited to participate.

Such as the Dawn Church, the Atonement Church and the Holy Mother Church, as well as the Chamber of Commerce, the Mechanical Union and the Recording Society, all knew about this at the first time.

And the name of "Red Sage" gradually became widely known.

Two days after the succession ceremony.

Jilan went to the Triumph Building in a brand new outfit.

This was his first day in office.

He no longer wore a hat, and his long golden red hair was trimmed into ear-length hair. He wore a satin white shirt with a black vest, a black striped coat on the outside, and held the white cane in one hand.

The whole person's temperament became more mature.

And it gave people a strong sense of oppression.

After Jilan entered the Triumph Building, men and women in official uniforms all bowed their heads and saluted, respectfully calling him the chairman.

Even the investigation committee members did not dare to look him in the eye. Because the indescribable sense of oppression was too strong, as if a sheep met a lion, and instinctively produced awe.

Gillan just nodded indifferently and responded.

Then, he strode into the elevator and headed straight to the investigation committee hall on the 70th floor.

Ding.

When the elevator door opened again.

Gillan walked out.

In the hall, many committee members hurriedly stopped to salute.

Among them, Maiwei, holding a document in her hand, looked at the young man's back with a complicated expression, secretly sighing.

Mr. Gillan, who was a gravedigger in the same group as her, is now an admirable chairman.

Gillan came to the chairman's office.

He hung his coat on the coat rack, slowly walked across the curved desk, and sat on the teacher's leather chair.

Gillan looked at the familiar scene and was silent for a long time.

Then, he started a day's work.

Reading reports, annotating reports, giving guiding suggestions on problems in various departments, dispatching resources, appointing and removing committee members...

The documents on the table did not decrease, but increased. Maiwei was promoted to the secretary of the chairman, replacing the previous Lanis.

Thanks to Maiev's experience as a team leader, she is very experienced in assisting Gillan in handling affairs.

The chairman's official duties are very busy, which Gillan had a deep understanding of when he was the temporary chief before. Fortunately, with Maiev's assistance, he was relieved a lot.

"Chairman Gillan, there is an emergency here."

Towards evening, Maiev walked into the office again and handed over a document.

"A secret society called 'Traveler Circus' was chasing two lone mysterious people in East Muse. The two sides fought, causing a store to collapse, the owner and his wife and their children died, and more than a dozen people were injured..."

Gillan took the document and glanced at it.

Then he said indifferently:

"Send two committee teams to chase both parties and kill all those involved on the spot. In addition, find out the secret society of this 'Traveler Circus' and compile it into a book and give it to me."

"...Yes, Chairman."

Maev was startled, and then agreed.

If it were the past, Chairman Pala would probably order the mysterious person involved to be arrested and detained first, and then consider the death penalty after interrogation and judgment.

But Chairman Jilan did not follow the rules at all.

"During my tenure, no mysterious person may violate the "Secret Law" in the Bremen Empire. Those who violate it will be killed without mercy."

Jilan said lightly.