It's all over.

No matter how good or bad things are, they will end in the end.

The difference, though, is that some things are worth forgetting, while others are worth cherishing.

When leaving, Morin turned around and saw Ms. Cat on the palace platform next to him. Ms. Cat raised her head, looking at the starry sky, her hand slowly stroking the black cat in her arms. I wonder what she was thinking about.

Cat Lady Clara, she also has her own story.

On the other side, the gate of the palace was open. Through the gate, Ms. Vanerlin could be seen inside. Vanerlin was still in a trance. She sat on the ground, looking embarrassed and pale without a trace of blood. There was a stone in front of her. At this time, Vanerlin was stretching out her hand and gently carving something with the knife in her hand.

It was very blurry, but Morin could see it very clearly.

Verlin is carving.

She was carving the image of Sophie.

Although it has not been completed yet, it is obvious to Maureen that it is Sophie, and it is what Sophie looks like.

Maureen said nothing.

He looked at it quietly for a while, and then he turned around and walked outside.

Morin left here and returned to the eternal holy light.

Eternal Holy Light.

The Eternal Holy Light was now almost shrouded in a gloomy cloud. The priests were in a hurry, constantly moving back and forth, with unconcealable sadness on their faces.

Maureen came back and soon found out what was going on.

"The two thrones are dying."

Morin looked at the priest in front of him who was answering respectfully, not daring to be careless or slack in the slightest, and was startled. He hurried to other palaces.

There were already many people in the palace where the two thrones were. They were all very powerful wizards, sorcerers, and priests. They were almost always here. After the two thrones fell into a near-death state, they did not leave, nor did they dare to leave. They just stayed in front of the two thrones.

In addition to the wizards, sorcerers, and priests, there were also Allenmarie, Shilan, and priest Kasa.

"The thrones..."

Morin's body changed, and he came to the beds of the two thrones. Many people in front of him made way on their own. Morin walked over and bowed slightly towards the two thrones.

"Molin, Molin..."

"Molin, you're back too..."

The two thrones smiled slightly and looked at Morin with kind eyes.

Looking at the two thrones and the two old men in front of him, seeing their dying appearance, and feeling the breath of decay and weakness coming from them, Morin was silent, not knowing what to say.

With his current vision, he can naturally see that the two thrones have reached the end of their lives. They are already old, and now is the last flicker of their life flames.

They were already very old, and now, they were finally about to die.

"Molin, are you going to act like a little girl too? No, there's no need, it's unnecessary." Usdima's hands on the bed moved slightly, and he laughed.

"Everyone will be extinguished, and everything will die completely in the end, Maureen."

A smile appeared on Calfino's face, and he was also very open-minded.

"Thanks."

"Thank you."

"I hope you can find peace."

After Morin was silent for a while, he bowed towards the two thrones to show his respect.

For Morin, the two thrones and the two old men here are all very remarkable and excellent people. They provided him with a lot of shelter and care. If it weren't for these two old men, many things would have become very bad, and Morin would not be what he is now.

"You are still good, and you are still very open-minded, Morin." Ustima and Calfino looked at each other, and then they laughed.

"Look at what Morin looks like. You should learn more from him. We are all going to die. Don't mess yourself up because of our death."

Usdima looked at the priests and wizards beside him, his face showing a somewhat relaxed look, yet also a bit of indescribable severity.

"throne."

The priests and wizards were stunned. They lowered their heads in amazement, while Alan and Mary smiled.

Kasa stood beside the throne, with a faint smile on his face.

"It's not that sad, but I just think that you will leave soon and I won't be able to see you, so I feel a little regretful."

Xilan was beside Calfino. He supported Calfino gently without much sadness on his face. He even teased him softly.

The two kings were stunned for a moment, and then they burst into laughter happily.

After smiling like this, the two kings began to talk about what would happen next. They were about to die, so they had to arrange some things.

This is a must.

"Alan, Mary." Usdima turned his head, his eyes fell on Alan and Mary, as if he was questioning, and as if he was exploring.

Alan held Mary's hand. He didn't say anything, just smiled and shook his head slowly and hard.

Mary had a black judgment hanging around her waist, and she was also shaking her head with a smile in her eyes.

"I knew it, I knew it." Usdima sighed. There was an indescribable strangeness in his voice, as well as other expressions and feelings. However, in the end, he still looked somewhat relieved.

Maybe this is the best way, the best of some things.

Beside him, Calfino also looked at Shiran.

Shilan didn't say anything, he just shook his head slowly at Calfino.

"Shilan, you, you..." Calfino wanted to say something.

"Everyone has something to do, you, me, us, and so on."

Hiran explained, his voice soft.

Calfino understood, but he didn't say anything, and there was a look of regret on his face.

In the end, Usdima passed the position of the Eternal Holy Light to Kasa, while Calfino passed the position of the Fiery Soul Lighthouse to another female wizard.

At this point, they have completed the final handover.

But there is one last step.

Guardian.

The world guardian of the wizarding world.

"Casa, have you thought it through? Are you really willing?" Usdima and Calfino understood what Morin and the others were thinking, so they didn't ask anything. They looked at Casa with undisguised questioning in their eyes, and final confirmation.

"I do."

"After all, this world is so good, and I am willing to protect it."

"If not for myself, then for Jenny, I would love the whole world."

As Kasa spoke, he seemed to have thought of something, of the girl from the past. Suddenly, his eyes were as gentle as water.

"Well, that's good, that's very good."

The two thrones, Ustima and Calfino, looked at each other. After a while, they sighed, as if they were relieved, or as if they were sighing with some regret.

"Kasa, come forward."

The two old men asked Kasa to kneel on the ground, then they stretched out their hands at the same time and placed them on Kasa's forehead.

“May you protect the wizarding world from now on,” they said.

A powerful and clear light emanated from their bodies, constantly merging, and finally, it became a thick stream that completely merged into the body of Kasa in front.

A strange mark of light appeared on Kasa's forehead, but then disappeared.

The two thrones slowly withdrew their hands.

They are older.

In the blink of an eye, his hair and beard turned white.

Looking at the wizards and sorcerers surrounding them, looking at the priests in front of them, looking at Maureen and Allen Marie and the two thrones in front of them, the two old men now showed inexplicable expressions on their faces.

The figure in the eyes has become blurred, like a picture suspended in water vapor, shaking constantly, like a mirage in the water, blurry and unclear.

Then, darkness came up little by little.

The two old men closed their eyes peacefully on the bed.

They died.

"throne……"

"throne!"

"throne!"

The wizards, sorcerers, and priests nearby all knelt down at this time, respectfully seeing off the two thrones as they left.

Alan Sheeran and others bowed deeply to show their respect.

Morin also bowed in the same way.

"The thrones are dead, they... are over..." Morin slowly straightened up, thinking to himself as he looked at the two old men in front of him who had their eyes closed peacefully.