The next day, the funeral of Saint Charlos proceeded as planned.
Mariejois was adorned with white flowers, casting a somber atmosphere across the Holy Land as the Celestial Dragons mourned Saint Charlos's passing.
Saint Shalria, who had attended her brother's funeral, took it upon herself to explain the circumstances of his death to the assembled Heavenly Dragons.
With growing agitation, she exclaimed, "The Marines are far too shallow. They had the audacity to claim that my brother was killed by a Cameko! Those individuals who propagated such deceit throughout the entire Naval Headquarters should be executed; they are nothing but a pack of deceitful trash! My father witnessed the Cameko, and nothing untoward happened to him!"
"What? Saint Charlos...he met his demise because he saw a Cameko?" The other Tenryuubitos wore bewildered expressions upon hearing this revelation.
"The Marines' Headquarters dares to employ such a feeble excuse to deceive the Celestial Dragons?" Contempt and disgust filled the faces of many among the celestial dragons.
"Those wretched Marines not only failed to safeguard Saint Charlos, but they also attempted to deceive us... This is an unforgivable transgression!"
"Wait, a Cameko?" It was at this moment that Saint Fitzschel rose and produced the Cameko from his pocket.
"Isn't this the Cameko? I watched it just yesterday..."
Saint Fitzschel's expression turned perplexed as he recounted his experience from the previous day. As he watched the Cameko, an unsettling sensation overcame him. A ghostly woman in white emerged from a well, filling him with dread. He couldn't help but ponder how Saint Charlos would have reacted to such a sight.
"What does it depict?" Younger Celestial Dragons approached, their curiosity piqued.
"A woman emerging from a well, and..." St. Fitzschel struggled to put the experience into words.
"Huh? A woman from a well?" One young man reacted with surprise. "Are you alright? Did anything happen to you?"
"No," Saint Fitzschel shook his head. Besides the strange images, nothing dangerous had occurred, which left him equally surprised.
"If it's not perilous...show us too," other young Celestial Dragons chimed in, their eagerness to witness the contents of the Cameko unmistakable.
"It does sound quite fascinating, Fitzschel, let's take a look."
"Quick, let's see it; the Marines have the audacity to spew this kind of nonsense."
A growing crowd of Celestial Dragons gathered, driven by their collective curiosity.
"I'm eager to see for myself; if the Marines are truly speaking nonsense, I believe Sengoku and Garp should face execution!"
Among the funeral attendees, Saint Camael, his nose tinged with blue, bellowed his dissatisfaction.
"Yes, the Marines must be lying; they are in serious trouble," echoed another Tenryubito.
"Alright, let's view it together."
After some hesitation, Saint Fitzschel nodded and instructed someone to prepare the Cameko for immediate playback.
Simultaneously, in Impel Down's Eternal Hell, Lucas, bewildered and astounded, couldn't help but remark, "No matter which world you find yourself in, there is a surplus of foolish individuals."
Lucas never expected that these imbecilic Celestial Dragons could be so gullible, willing to meet their demise over anything.