From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 511 Succession
A team dressed in imperial uniforms, carrying guns, was walking through the streets of the Triumphal District.

Behind them, there is a guard of honor holding flags.

The soldiers had solemn expressions and black cuffs on their right arms to mourn the passing of the country's pillars.

One black car after another surrounded the hearse in the center, on which was placed a gorgeous coffin with Pala's body lying inside.

The funeral procession headed straight for the Imperial Square.

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

After a while.

On the Imperial Square.

The hearse stopped under the "Führer's Statue".

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

Gilan, dressed in a black suit and expressionless, stood at the front of the imperial leadership.

Carl and Adams were next to him, also wearing black suits.

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

The Imperial Forum was packed with people, including the military and residents of the capital who came here to see the city.

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

"Jilan, go and see your teacher off."

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

Gilan took a deep breath and nodded.

Maiev, dressed in a black uniform, stepped forward, handed over a bunch of white chrysanthemums, and whispered in a depressed tone:
"Mr. Gillan, my condolences."

"You too."

Jilan took the white chrysanthemum and replied to the woman.

He knew that many years ago, when Maiev was still a young girl, she was forced to participate in the "killing game" that took place in Bosvia.

It was Pala who saved her and brought her back to the capital to train her. It can be said that Pala was her benefactor.

"Yeah." Maiev forced a smile.

Immediately, 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 her eyes closed. Her wrinkled face, after being made up by the undertaker, looked as if she was 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 white-haired old man's chest.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, he tried to activate "Colorful" to see if he could preserve his teacher's soul just like he did when he captured Alevia and the others, so that he could resurrect him in the future.

Unfortunately, "Banlan" did not respond at all.

"During that battle, your soul was burned up along with your vitality and the Philosopher's Stone...?"

Gillan thought about it and felt a sinking feeling in his heart.

This means that Teacher Pala is really dead.

There is no possibility of resurrection.

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

For Paracelsus was at the end of his life.

And because of the life extension of the "Philosopher's Stone", he can never ascend...

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

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

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

He benefited a lot from Pala's careful teaching.

Jilan felt bad about the departure of such a good mentor.

"Teacher, please wait and see."

He said solemnly.

"I will do as you wish and make the Federation tremble with fear and stand in awe..."

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

...

...

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

Because he used alchemical means to shatter the kingdom's mark before his death.

It is transformed into power, burning together with life, soul, and the philosopher's stone, creating the brief miracle of "rejuvenation".

All of this was told to Gillan by Emperor Caesar.

After learning this, Jilan also realized how strong the teacher's will was and how tenacious his beliefs were.

The night of the state funeral.

Under the arrangement of the head of state, Jilan participated in a succession ceremony inside the Sifang Palace.

Honorary members of the "Knights of the Cross", 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 for viewing.

Witness the White Sage's students inherit his position.

On the high platform.

Gillan stood in the center.

President Caesar, dressed in disguise and military uniform, walked slowly over with Carl and Adams.

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

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

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

Caesar spoke.

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

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

"Gilan, can you do this?"

Caesar looked directly at the young man in front of him and asked in a deep voice. Jilan glanced at the head of state, then glanced at the people in the audience, then nodded and said:
"can."

"very good."

Caesar nodded.

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

Gillan looked at the cane in front of him.

What it carries seems to be not only a responsibility and a burden, but also the expectations of the Führer, Teacher Pala and others.

Gillan silently stretched out his hands and took the cane.

this moment.

It seems to be the handover between the old and new eras of the mysterious side of the empire, and also a symbol that is difficult to describe.

Holding a heavy white cane, Ji Lan seemed to see a white-haired old man in the crowd looking at him with a smile.

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

Crackling!

Suddenly, there was thunderous applause from the audience.

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

He sighed inwardly.

He adjusted his mood and nodded to everyone.

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

Ji Lan took a deep breath and said in a deep voice.

"From now on, I will perform the duties of the Chairman of the Empire under the name of 'Red Sage'."

Red Sage?
Everyone in the audience, including President Caesar, Carl and Adams beside Gillan, were stunned.

But recalling Gillan Iros's past record, everyone realized that he was cruel and 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 watch the ceremony looked at each other with awe in their hearts.

The Bremen Empire's mysterious realm in the future may no longer be the same as it was in the "White Sage" era...

Recently, he had better instruct his secret society members to keep a low profile and avoid any trouble, so as to avoid being used as an example by this "Red Sage".

...

...

The news that the position of chairman of the Empire's Mystical Investigation Committee had been handed over to Gilan Iros quickly spread in the mysterious field.

And this was Caesar's intention.

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

Organizations 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 Records Society, all knew about this at the first opportunity.

The name "Red Sage" gradually became widely known.

Two days after the succession ceremony.

Gillan went to Triumph Mansion in a new look.

This is his first day in office.

He no longer wore a hat, and his long blond hair was cut into ear-length pieces. He wore a satin white shirt with a black vest, a black striped coat, and held the white cane in one hand.

The whole person's temperament becomes more mature.

And it gives people a strong sense of oppression.

After Jilan walked into the Triumph Building, men and women in official uniforms all bowed their heads and respectfully addressed him as Chairman.

Even the investigators did not dare to look him in the eye, because the indescribable sense of oppression was too strong, like a sheep meeting a lion, and they instinctively felt awe.

Jilan just nodded indifferently and responded.

Immediately, 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 of it.

In the hall, many committee members stopped and saluted.

Among them, Maiev, holding documents in her hands, looked at the young man's back with a complicated expression and sighed secretly.

Mr. Gillan, who used to be a gravedigger in the same group with her, has now become a respected chairman.

Gillan came to the chairman's office.

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

Jilan looked at the familiar scene and remained silent for a long time.

Then, the day's work began.

Read reports, annotate reports, provide guidance and suggestions on issues in various departments, allocate resources, appoint and remove committee members...

The documents on the desk did not decrease, but increased instead. Maiev was promoted to the secretary of the chairman, replacing 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 Gilan has experienced deeply when he served as the interim chief. Fortunately, with Maiev's assistance, it makes him feel a lot more relaxed.

"Chairman Gilan, 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 mystics in East Muse. The two sides clashed, causing a store to collapse. The store owner, his wife and their child died, and more than a dozen people were injured..."

Gillan took the document and glanced at it.

Then he said indifferently:
"Send two teams of commissioners to pursue both parties and kill all those involved on the spot. Also, find out the secret society of this 'Traveler Circus' and compile a book for me."

“…Yes, Chairman.”

Maiev was startled, then immediately agreed.

If it were as in the past, Chairman Pala would most likely order the mysterious person involved to be arrested and detained first, and only consider the death penalty after interrogating and sentencing him.

But Chairman Jilan did not follow the rules at all.

"During my tenure, no mysterious person shall violate the 'Secret Law' within the Bremen Empire. Violators will be killed without mercy."

Jilan said calmly.

(End of this chapter)