Chapter 161: Ivyst's God-Level Micro-Control (5k)

Deep into the night at Mosgla Manor.

At this moment, a number of members from the Snow Eagle family were gathered in the main hall.

Their expressions were grave, their eyes dark and heavy, all focusing unanimously on the coffin in the center of the hall.

Inside the coffin, dressed by the Funeral Master, Eunice, who had been impaled through the chest by Lynn's spear, looked no different from a normal person, except for her tightly closed eyes and the terror and despair that still lingered on her face.

She lay silently in the middle of the coffin, the gaps around her filled with clusters of ornate flowers.

Before long, a middle-aged noblewoman with a black veil over her face could no longer hold back, and burst into sobs with her handkerchief covering her face.

"Father, my two children... my two children were both killed by that bastard of the Bartleion family, you must avenge them..."

"Dalion... Eunice... wuwuwu, my dear children..."