Eye

Secura tied the street kid's eyes with cloth strips, and the street kid didn't resist at all, he knew there were things he couldn't see.

When Secura wanted to pick up the teacher's body, under the light of the light stone, she could see the degree of decay of the body, and could not help but feel sad again.

His eyes were a little hot, but not enough to burst into tears. After taking a deep breath, Secura lifted the teacher up, held the street kid's hand in one hand, and slowly walked out of the basement.

Back on the ground, Secura allowed the street kids to take down the cloth strips, and they were now on the outer wall of Tirra.

The people of Tirla, regardless of their status, are all buried in the mass graves on the outer walls, and no tombstones are erected.

Once Iguada's body was buried, the body could not be found when it was dug up later. Iguada believed that Abelido took the deceased back.

When I came to the collective cemetery, the funeral director was already waiting there. The principal, her child, and a strange woman were also in the cemetery.

In addition to the participation of funeral directors and relatives in the funeral of the person who gave up the name, the principal must also participate, because Ableto will return the name to the deceased through the principal.

The principal walked over to the teacher's body, half-kneeled, and placed his hand on his rotten chest. A faint light emanated from the principal's hand.

"Myerstor Iguada, Abelido welcomes you back to the embrace of the earth. May your spirit be with Abelido from now on." After speaking, the principal turned his head away and couldn't bear to continue watching brother's body.

The funeral director came, wrapped the body in a white cloth, put it into the hole that had been dug, and filled the hole with soil.

The whole process was very quiet, except for the sound of the funeral director burying the body, the participants all watched quietly.

After the funeral, the principal and her children had to leave, and their responsibilities did not allow them to remain here.

Only Secura, the street child, and the strange woman were left in the graveyard.

"Dilikte, long time no see." The woman took the initiative to find Secura.

"Now I'm Secura." Secura was even more curious about the woman's identity, and only a small number of people would know her original name.

"Secura...you chose to follow the same path as the teacher, didn't you?" There was a hint of heartache in the woman's tone, "No wonder, no wonder."

"Inesser." As soon as she heard the woman calling the deceased teacher as she did, Secura remembered who the woman was. She had been another of the teacher's apprentices. "Is that right?"

"Chimigu Iguada. My original name." The woman lowered her head, not daring to look at Secura.

"Why?" Secura always believed that the apprentice of the eye would definitely become the eye, so he was puzzled and a little angry.

"I'm afraid. You can also call me selfish. But I'm afraid, really afraid."

"Fear?"

"Secura, not everyone can give everything for Tirla like you. I can't." Chimigu glanced at the cemetery, "You know what I thought when I participated in the teacher's funeral.

what? It occurred to me that the next person to return to Tierra this way would be me. It's even worse and I may not even be able to come back! So I am afraid! "

"I see." Secura glanced at the street kid. It wasn't the first time she asked a child of his age whether to leave with her, but so far only the street kid followed her.

There are strong people and weak people, brave people and timid people. Everyone is different.

The same question can have many different answers.