The wind is a force of nature.

Looking at the three elves circling around her, Luna felt a sense of accomplishment that she had never felt before, and the feeling of being able to harness the power of nature was more wonderful than the warrior who defeated the dragon in her dreams.

Tim looked at the intoxicated Luna and muttered, "It's just a breeze, I don't think it's a big deal." ”

"Really?" Luna's eyes finished with the crescent, "What if it's a gale, a hurricane, or a tornado." I'm afraid that a small body like you will be blown into the sky. ”

As Luna explains, the original Wind Elf is actually called the Storm Elf, and with constant hard practice, she can not only create cool breezes, but also powerful hurricanes.

Tim immediately shut his mouth.

What was the first thing when you gained a new ability?

To share it with my dear friends, of course.

......

With the last truckload of barley brought into the granary, the autumn harvest at Blackstone ended perfectly. As is customary, the harvest festival will be held on the threshing floor the following morning.

At that time, the farmers, led by the lord, held a ritual of worshiping the Holy Spirit, prayed and chanted hymns of the Holy Spirit, and allocated a portion of the crops to donate to the local church to thank the Holy Spirit for giving people abundant food. The older serfs took advantage of the festival to teach young people and children about farming and the process of harvesting crops.

This year, however, Alice completely rejects the first half of the process.

The harvest of the Black Stone Collar has nothing to do with the Holy Spirit, so why should we sing its praises, and why should we give the harvest of the hard-earned harvest to the Holy Spirit pastors who do not work and enjoy the provision in peace?

It's just a big joke in the world, and a big egg for the people.

"Alice, I know it's ridiculous about a harvest season like this. In the living room, Carrick looked at Alice, who was pouting with displeasure, with a wry smile: "But at least we should make a show...... As for the food donated to the church, it may be possible not to give it. ”

"No!" Alice shook her head resolutely: "Don't do it, psychologically or emotionally, I can't accept that an ethereal, inactive false god can steal the glory of a real god." ”

In the end, Alice said in an accentuated tone: "Never allow!"

"Okay, I see. ”

In fact, Karrick's intentions were good, Blackstone Fort was destined to be hostile to the Duke of Ceylon, and he was only worried that disrespect to the Holy Spirit would become an excuse for conflict.

"Uncle Karrick. Alice's expression was serious: "We all know whose gift the Blackstone Castle can benefit from a good harvest. And as a devout believer, even if I pretend to sacrifice to the Holy Spirit, it is a great blasphemy. I don't agree, Linda doesn't, not even Elena. ”

"So, let's skip it?"

"Nope. Don't skip. Alice shook her head, "The gods have given us generous gifts, and I cannot forgive myself if we don't show respect." ”

"But openly worshipping a god that the farmers have never heard of is likely to cause trouble. ”

"They'll always know. ”

Alice has discussed with Linda and Elena about the harvest festival, and it is their responsibility to spread the faith of the gods. But it is indeed very troublesome to make the farmers change their beliefs abruptly.

"Uncle Carrick, this year's Harvest Spirit Worship Stand can be set farther away from the farmers. Alice muttered, "Linda and Elena and I will personally worship the gods and pray for blessings. And those farmers, just keep silent quietly, there is no need to know for the time being. ”

The so-called harvest spirit is actually a doll made of straw. Because it is believed that the harvest spirit is hidden in the crop field, the farmer will have fewer hiding places for each row of crops that the harvest spirit will have. Until the last crop, the spirit of the harvest hides in it.

Therefore, at the end of the harvest, this last barley straw will be made into dolls by ingenious peasant women who pray to the Holy Spirit for blessings. It will be kept until the spring of the next year, and I hope to continue to have a good harvest.

This is the core purpose of worshipping the Holy Spirit.

"Understood. ”

Carrick looked at the girl in front of him, who he watched grow up from childhood to adulthood, and she was innocent and straightforward since she was a child, and she was endearing. But after Jarot's death, her smile became less and less, and more forced laughter, secretly sad.

But now, in Alice's body, there is a kind of perseverance, brave and fearless light, the favor of the gods, and the outpouring of wisdom, which makes her truly strong from the inside, more mature, and more confident.

Compared with the joy of the harvest, Alice's transformation is the real joy worth celebrating.

Coming out of the meeting room, Karrick suddenly felt a little sour in the corners of his eyes, and rushed to the relief from the bottom of his heart, and became more and more in awe of the great and wise god.

......

Leah drove a horse-drawn carriage and jolted along the rugged mountain paths. It was a full six days from the time I left Waterdeep, and I didn't stop for a moment, except for the necessary rest and the harvesting and feeding of the horses.

The strong feeling of exhaustion had long made her feel exhausted, and she could barely support it by thinking about Alice. To make matters worse, the hunter lying in the carriage was in a state of slumber all the time, waking up only occasionally two or three times, and did not even have the strength to speak, so he could only be forcibly fed some fresh water, and after a while he would fall asleep again.

In the distance, she finally saw the outline of the wheat field, and Leah's heart welled up with joy - Daotan Town was ahead, which meant that she was not far from home.

Then there is worry, after her observation, the autumn harvest in Daotan Town is not going well, and there are still farmers busy in the fields. There are also those white-flowered cotton fields, many of which are left in the ground, and no one cares about them.

Obviously, Daotan Town should give priority to ensuring food.

Let's hope Alice makes the right choice, Lia sighed heavily in her heart. At the time of his departure, Lien was bedridden, Carrick was entangled by the curse of the sea god, and the only young Alice was left in the castle, and she knew little about the autumn harvest.

"Quick! faster. ”

The horses were a little overwhelmed by the day's trek, and they were snoring and dressed roughly, and even under the whip of Leah, their speed could not be increased.

It wasn't until dusk that the two horses began foaming at the mouth that Leah had to stop. I'm going to get some fodder and come back so that the horses can rest a little.

As soon as he turned over and got off the train, there were a few slight coughing sounds in the carriage. Liya's heart tightened, and she quickly opened the curtain and got in. In the darkness, the blanket covering the hunter slid down, and the eyes with green pupils were dimly lit.

"You're awake, thank goodness. Leah prayed as she picked up the kettle and brought it to her chapped lips, "Don't move, drink some water first." ”

The hunter nodded in a small increment, sucking on the cool fresh water.

After drinking some water and resting for a while, the hunter finally did not fall asleep as before, and his breathing became even, only a slight cough. She seemed to gather strength for a moment before she squirmed her lips, "W-where is this?"

"We escaped. Leah took out a candle and lit it, her face pale and dull, but her expression was visibly relaxed when she heard the news of her escape.

"Maybe in two days, I'll be at my home, the Blackstone Collar. ”

"Leah...... Thank you ......."

"Don't speak. Leah shook her head and put the candle aside: "You finally woke up, you need to rest and recuperate." I'll go get some forage and come back. ”

Leah harvested some green grass in the grove, and twilight fell completely.

After resting, the hunter was obviously in better spirits, and he could even sit up with his body propped up, and when he saw Liya coming in with the door curtain, he said weakly: "Is there a jungle nearby?"

"No, just a shrub. Leah shook her head, "Are you hungry?"

"I'm fine. The hunter shook his head, "I feel better." Leah, tomorrow morning, you can find a place and put me down. ”

"Why?" asked Lia, confused.

"I'm going to get you in trouble. ”

"Trouble?" Leah shook her head with a wry smile, "I've had enough trouble, and I don't lack you." ”

"You don't understand. The hunter took a few breaths, and then stopped: "I killed an earl, even in the presence of a princess, and they will not rest on their laurels." ”

Leah was silent for a while: "Can you tell me why? I can't figure out what kind of grudge there will be between Earl Collison, who lives in the jungle, and you who live in the jungle?"