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The Eastern Wall system contains far more planets than the central system, with over twenty planets, half of which are habitable, supporting three major civilizations.

Sosa people, humans, and ash.

The Sosa people are a subhuman race and established the Kingdom of Platinum; the Eastern Yang Empire of humans was established by the remnants of the Great Yu Empire after the civil war; and the Ashes are a race that has no human characteristics whatsoever.

The Ashbringers first took root in this star system, the Sosa were a product of the Great Expansion, and the Eastern Yang Empire had only a history of over five hundred years, comparable to the Federation. Now, the latter two have become the mainstream.

Especially for the Sosa people, whenever the East Wall is mentioned, outsiders always think of the Kingdom of Bodur first.

Their home planet was a beautiful planet called Samirburg, which appeared golden-green from space—a color that was almost impossible to form naturally. When Yue Lai and his group arrived, they found that a grand festival was being prepared in full swing.

"No wonder there are so many people at Star Harbor, they're all tourists."

Li disliked crowded scenes, while Mo, who had her skin removed and returned to her original state, was the complete opposite; the more people there were, the more excited she became.

"Is there some kind of holiday?" she asked curiously.

"They're all here to observe the Three-Day Edict, aren't they?" Cavendish, being a fellow skin-changer, had some understanding of the customs and traditions under Arian's rule. "The high priest of the Sal people will impersonate a god after the monarch's death, using the skin-changer's methods to transform himself into the monarch's likeness, symbolizing the spirit of the deceased in heaven, and issuing the 'Three-Day Edict' to the subjects. During these three days, the high priest is another monarch, and the decrees will be strange and unusual."

The three-day edicts, issued daily, were all decrees related to commemorating the deceased monarch and praising his achievements.

Winona popped the bubble: "Isn't this pointless? Why not just issue the orders yourself while you're still alive? Do you like cosplay?"

"Because farewells are always rushed," a passenger collecting his luggage chimed in. "Young lady, don't let the people of Sousa hear what you're saying."

Yue Lai looked to the side and saw that the man who had spoken had a light stubble beard and many scratches on his leather armor. As for the source of the scratches... a white cat was curled up on the greatsword on his back.

Like a relic hunter.

Winona disguised herself as Yue Hao, so the man didn't recognize that "Yue Hao" was actually a well-known superstar.

He patted the scabbard, and the white cat opened its eyes in displeasure, stretched out its wings from its side, and flew up unsteadily, carrying the man's hundreds of pounds of luggage away from the trailer.

"Even a monarch cannot guarantee that he will have fulfilled all his wishes or given all his last instructions before he dies, so the high priest must give him a final farewell to his subjects."

The clockwork sprite suddenly realized, and she waved the magazine in her hand: "No wonder the Sossa people were called the 'most life-loving' civilization by Deep Space Commentary."

Hearing this, Li's eyes suddenly dimmed. Yes, not every farewell is planned. Sometimes, even leaving behind just a few words can be a great comfort to the living.

Unfortunately, she received nothing, not even from her father, nor from Grandpa Ji.

No, there was one exception: she remembered Yue Lai's infuriating farewell gift.

Her face flushed slightly.

Hmph, revenge is never too late, just wait and see!

Winona blinked. "This tradition seems to have started after a certain king suddenly died."

The man chuckled, "You guessed right. So, for a monarchical country, the three-day edict does indeed have its practical significance, doesn't it? At least it ensures the orderly succession after the king's death."

"What if the high priest develops disloyal thoughts?"

Yue Lai said quietly, "That Arian has lived for over five hundred years, almost the same age as the Kingdom of Bodor. If he really wanted to usurp the throne, he would have done so long ago. That's why we call him the spiritual leader."

Winona blurted out, "Another old codger!"

The young man's malice came too suddenly. Yue Lai was deeply stung by the words "old geezer" and "again." He tried to calm himself down and told himself not to stoop to the level of a client...

As for his previous fantasies about big stars... to hell with them! To vent his anger, he casually deleted all the songs by the battle songstresses from his playlist.

The man also caught the word "again," and looked at this renowned immortal being with a half-smile:

"It just dawned on me that it was Mr. Yue. I had the privilege of observing your hearing in Penglai."

"I never expected to run into Shuiyue's colleagues so soon after arriving in Singapore."

He also recognized the inscription on the other party's greatsword; it belonged to someone from his arch-rival, the Shuiyue Agency, and they seemed to be of a high rank.

"The Three-Day Decree and the Mischievous City have collided; I bet half the tourists here are fellow travelers."

"Alright, I don't mean to settle old scores with you. After all, Shuiyue Agency is a large company, and your grudges with other people have nothing to do with me."

The man left with a meaningful remark: "You can come find me anytime."

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Yue Lai and his group were in the palace city of Samir Fort, where they could see the magnificent Wise King's Palace, which is also the largest area of ​​Samir Fort.

The hotel they booked wasn't far from Xinggang. On the way to the hotel, only Li noticed that Yue Lai's mood was a bit off.

"What's wrong?"

"That city is a divine relic of the Rebellious Path. Most of the people who come here to have their adventures are rebellious children, and they all share the same idea as us—to attract its attention through pranks."

Upon hearing this, Li immediately understood; after all, the two had worked together before, and their tacit understanding remained.

She whispered, "The security of the Kingdom of Platinum is too weak."

Yue Lai nodded: "But there's no use thinking about it. Let's proceed according to our plan. Xia should have already set off by now."

Compared to Yue Lai and Li, who were worried and concerned, the other three seemed more like tourists. Winona suddenly asked about the three-day edict from last time.

Cavendish: "The last time... I think it was more than ten years ago, and the time before that was thirty-two years ago, when I was just born."

"Such a short interval between the two times?"

"Although kings live long lives, the throne is replaced only about every twenty years. The grandson of the ailing old king already has a queen, so it is foreseeable that even if his son ascends the throne, he will not stay in that position for long."

"Isn't it too much trouble?" Winona complained. "Why not just have your grandson do it every time he succeeds to the throne? Why go through all this trouble?"

"Well...maybe the royal family has its own considerations, such as avoiding intergenerational conflicts."

Mo finally finished reading the magazine in her hand and asked doubtfully, "Speaking of which, isn't the old king still alive? Is it really okay for them to start preparing the three-day edict now...?"

"We Sosa people never shy away from death."

Arrian's messenger greeted him with a smile.