A few days had passed since the Cult of Jester's terrorising.
And in the span of those few days, a large funeral was held for all of the students, staff, and workers who had lost their lives in the Invasion.
'Well, going to be held soon...'
Lillian wiped the sweat on her forehead with the back of her hand before looking around her surroundings.
Her eyes scanned the countless workers who were helping with removing the rubble. This was the Restoration department, and she happened to be volunteering.
And because of that, she had even been given a construction uniform.
She looked around some more and found even some members of the Crimson Crusaders helping out.
They needed to get these out of the way before holding the funeral.
She glanced towards a large metal trolley that was filled with ruined debris, ranging from cracked stone bricks to charred wooden planks. And currently, it was filled halfway.
