I asked you to draw what you like, but you drew the funeral of Fulilian Chapter 125

“It feels a lot like Mr. Sein and Mr. Gorilla,” Fern said, looking up at the statues in front of them.

The two statues gave off the impression of a warrior and a monk.

Weren’t they just Sein and the Gorilla Warrior?

“Rather, this warrior looks a bit familiar,” Frieren said, examining the elven warrior statue.

[Ah, this warrior is the bare-chested elf from before!]

[The elf uncle from the snowy cabin!]

[What was his name again?]

“Ah, it’s Kraft,” Frieren suddenly remembered who the statue looked familiar to.

‘Oh?’

Stark and Fern both looked at the stone statue of the elven warrior.

“It really is,” Stark said in surprise.

“Exactly the same,” Fern also thought, it was identical to the martial monk Kraft.

They had been trapped by a blizzard in the Granat Mountains and met Kraft in a small cabin.

The statue was almost carved in his likeness.

“Well, let’s begin,” Frieren turned and said to everyone.

Sein walked directly towards the statue.

Frieren watched Sein, as he walked straight towards the statue, looking up in a daze at the elven warrior statue.

“I see, so this person is called Kraft…”

“And this one?” Sein pointed to the monk beside it.

It looked like a human.

“I don’t know,” Frieren hadn’t heard of him either.

[Ah, Kraft had asked Frieren back then if she had heard of his legend.]

[It’s too ancient.]

Sein sighed softly.

“I see.”

The scene shifted.

Sein’s hair was still vibrant.

When he was very young, he had seen the statues of these two heroes.

“Whose statues are these?” Heiter, who was already old, was there at the time.

He, Sein, and the Gorilla looked at the two statues.

Clearly, Heiter didn’t know who these two people were either.

“They look a lot like us, don’t they?” the Gorilla asked Bishop Heiter with a smile.

Young Sein immediately fell into thought.

“The village chief said these are heroes from the ancient era,” the Gorilla said, introducing them to Bishop Heiter.

Green moss covered the two stone statues, but one could vaguely make out the original color of the stone.

“But no one even remembers their names.”

The Gorilla’s brown eyes looked directly at the statues, his voice firm: “We won’t end up like this.”

“I don’t want to be completely forgotten.”

Bishop Heiter turned his head and saw the resolute determination in the Gorilla’s eyes.

“We will become heroes like the Hero Himmel, who will not be forgotten.”

Young Sein quietly watched the statues from the side. He didn’t refute the Gorilla’s ‘arrogant’ statement.

Bishop Heiter smiled after hearing this, then turned to look at the statues in front.

“No matter what kind of hero, they will eventually be forgotten.”

“The Hero Himmel, who defeated the Demon King, is certainly no exception.”

Heiter closed his eyes.

From the appearance of the statues, he could tell that these two ancient heroes must have achieved extraordinary feats.

It was just that…

No one remembered them anymore.

Even the heroes of the ancient era had faded from people’s minds.

Even the Hero Himmel had only recently passed away.

People still remembered his name.

[And will the Hero Himmel truly not be forgotten? It’s just that not enough time has passed.]

[The ancient era, even Fufu’s master Flamme, after a thousand years, it seems only Frieren remembers Flamme, right?]

[There are no legends that don’t end… but there are also anthems that are sung to this day!]

Young Sein heard Bishop Heiter’s words and realized, “Yes, it’s impossible not to be forgotten.”

The Gorilla walked up to the statues.

“If I train hard,” he looked at his thin arms, “can I reach their level?”

The Gorilla turned, “Gorilla Warrior, from today on, that’s my name.”

He smiled, his expression very firm, as he said this to young Sein and Bishop Heiter.

Bishop Heiter smiled helplessly.

“Why?” Young Sein didn’t understand.

“To be a hero who isn’t forgotten,” the Gorilla said with a smile, “the name definitely has to be memorable.”

The Gorilla said it as if it were obvious.

Heiter heard it and laughed, “Ahaha.”

He was amused by the Gorilla’s idea.

Young Sein tilted his head back.

“Indeed.”

[So, Gorilla bro gave himself an amazing nickname x….]

[Haha, you really are a clever one.]

[It’s certainly memorable and unique.]

Heiter turned and looked at young Sein beside him.

“Then you’ll be the Goatee Monk.”

Young Sein looked panicked after hearing this, to be called such an embarrassing name.

He frowned, his hand pinching his chin.

Beard?

[Goodness, so Sein grew a goatee because of his nickname.]

[I never would have thought, it was Heiter who came up with it.]

[It’s hard to imagine that Sein was actually the more pragmatic one.]

“Hahaha,” the Gorilla, standing under the statue, laughed and ran over, “That’s a good name!”

The monk statue had a few strands of goatee carved on its chin.

“A goatee would definitely suit you,” Heiter remarked.

[This monk looks so much like Sein.]

The scene of the monk statue, from bright stone gray and vibrant green surroundings.

Gradually yellowed.

The sky’s color also changed to the color of the evening glow, and the surrounding foliage was slightly yellow.

The stone statue of the monk, illuminated by the setting sun, also turned a warm color.

Above it, the moss had disappeared.

Sein had a bucket beside him, and he put his hand on his waist.

Beside him stood the Stubborn Grandma and Frieren.

“Finally done, I’m exhausted.”

“It’s a shame it’s not a bronze statue,” Frieren said, looking up, “otherwise I could have cleaned it with magic.”

The Stubborn Grandma walked over, “I made the Gorilla do the same thing.”

She looked up at the thoroughly cleaned statues in front of her, “But he didn’t clean them this well.”

Sein followed her gaze, also looking at the statues.

“Besides being able to fight, he has no other merits.”

[The shoes worn by the monk statue are from the ancient era, similar to the shoes from Frieren’s master Flamme’s time.]

[Such an ancient era.]

The Stubborn Grandma turned and said with a smile, “But his name is certainly memorable.”

Sein seemed touched by these words.

The Stubborn Grandma said, “The Gorilla often mentioned you.”

At that time.

The Gorilla looked at the now clean statues.

“He said he wanted to become a hero who would live on in history with you.”

Upon hearing this.

Sein’s mouth hung open. Just hearing the Stubborn Grandma’s words.

He could imagine how the Gorilla looked when he said that.

[Though he set off alone, he never forgot you, his lagging teammate.]

[“We grew apart, yet we always held the same passion.”]