17.73 Fourth Violet Star - New Beginning

The instant the silhouette of the beautiful butterfly vanished from the Grand Marshal's line of sight, the sparkle in his eyes faded as well. He appears to be a living dead person who is unconcerned with the state of the planet. He shuts his eyes and watches the trails of the silver butterfly spread in the breeze. When he opened it, the life in his eyes was gone, replaced by a hard-to-melt coldness.

The Grand Marshal says to his subordinates, "The Royal Family is no more. Among the mortals, choose one to lead. It would be the one chosen by the majority. The Military can choose to stay or disband. You can also create a group that will protect the race. My Black Dragon Fleet will be disbanded. Lou, handle the rest with your partner. I'm going out to look for the traces of my wife."

Warden and Dean Frey von Gregory kneel on one knee and say, "Yes, My Lord (Lord God)!"