Translator: Aran

  Snowflakes fluttered.

  The temperature in the mourning hall fell abruptly.

  Since some time ago, snowflakes had already covered the main door and surrounding windows of the mourning hall. Like white butterflies, they gave off a mysterious power which completely sealed every exit of the hall. Moreover, they also covered the walls, dome, and pillars, enchanting the entire hall.

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