After a hearty meal, Mo Yu returned to the Mage Tower and brushed his teeth. He unexpectedly welcomed Iyalian who had returned from Colensere early, and learned that he had to make up for the lessons because the knights were often distracted.

Mo Yu: "..."

- What was going on with this inexplicable feeling of being thrown notes in class but being kept in class by the teacher?

Mo Yu subconsciously scratched the tentacles nested on his shoulders. The instigator rubbed the Lord's face in a cute way, and seemed to have no idea what he had done today.

Iyalian coughed lightly and retracted the tentacles, causing the Lord to sigh with regret.

In the end, the two did not go to make up for the lessons the next day, because they received a call from the Elf King while they were eating a seafood dinner in the evening. All preparations for the burial ceremony had been made, and they were invited to come to participate tomorrow.

The two reported to Sharlolia and arrived at the Elf King's palace on time the next day.

Kylo Allen brought them to the familiar room and gave each of them a set of clothes to wear for the ceremony. Mo Yu took it and looked at it. It was a silver, extremely gorgeous slim robe with complicated patterns and inlaid with various gems.

The effect on the body was also very good. Iyalian was a clothes rack. After putting it on, the slim robe wrapped close to his body perfectly outlined his waistline muscles. The hem of the robe was cut into pieces of stiff design. When walking, it swayed left and right, giving a sense of déjà vu of a windbreaker or a big boss.

After the two changed their clothes, Kylo Allen knocked on the door again. He held a silver square plate in his hand, which was full of jewels and crowns.

"Please let me tie your hair." The Elf King's personal guard said politely.

Iyalian nodded and sat down in front of the dressing mirror. Kylo Allen picked up the comb and wrapped a gem hair ornament every time he combed a strand of hair.

Mo Yu began to realize what "elves love gems very much" meant.

Finally, Kylo Allen braided Iyalian's long silver hair, which was decorated with various gems, at about one-third of the bottom, and put on a silver crown for him, which looked quite plain compared to the hair accessories - but to be honest, it was also very dazzling when viewed alone. He stepped back two steps and looked at it carefully for a while, then nodded with satisfaction.

"How is it?" Mo Yu asked in a low voice.

"It's a little heavy," Iyalian answered in a low voice, "but the hair accessories are firmly fixed on the head, and there is no pulling feeling."

"It's your turn, Lord." Kylo Allen said with a smile.

Mo Yu took a deep breath, replaced Iyalian with a little trepidation, and sat on the still warm chair.

He had not had the opportunity to cut his hair since he came to the other world. Now the length of his hair is close to his shoulders and looks very soft.

Kylo Allen carefully selected the jewelry colors suitable for Mo Yu and put them on him one by one.

"Do the elves need to wear such gorgeous clothes for their funeral ceremonies?" Mo Yu asked curiously. After all, in his world, death is a solemn, black and white, sad thing.

"Yes," Kylo Allen said, "The bodies of the deceased elves will return to the mother tree during the ceremony. No matter where their souls are, this will be the last time they see their relatives and friends. We will deliberately wear the most gorgeous clothes to accompany them on their last journey."

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