As guests, Donald and his party were allowed to participate directly in the Winter Festival.

Of course, as a bystander, he sat in a position separated from the platform in the center of the cross street by a cheerful crowd.

A busy year, at the end of winter is the time to enjoy, adults chatting with each other about the interesting things that have happened around them recently, occasionally chatting about the rise, they will fold their palms, laughing, those are around the table fighting, and some greedy little ghosts are sitting next to adults early, holding knives and forks in their hands, eager to start this annual feast the next moment, but they are often stopped by their parents.

Because the Great Sage is about to preside over the winter festival.

"Here's pheasant soup, here's roast rabbit, here's ......"

Anthony clasped his hands in front of him, using a chef's professional sense of smell to distinguish the dishes on the long table a few meters away.

"If you go on, maybe I'll give me a few coins to get myself a seat." ”

Donald, who was holding the dried meat in his hand, glanced at him helplessly, because he had met with the village chief again before the start of the winter festival, which caused the hostility of these villagers again, it was not impossible to pay some money to serve the table, but it was still difficult to eat under the gaze of a group of people.

"The Grand Sage of Claremont seems to be preparing for the start of the winter festival. ”

Stephanie patted Donald on the shoulder and looked at the platform in the middle of the street.

"Everyone, it's a pleasure to have a ...... in the village during the year"

There are no obscure oracles or requests for a particular attitude or gift to the god of harvest and hunting, Claremont is like a more formally dressed old man standing on the stage and telling the villagers about the situation in the village this year, such as whose harvest has increased, whose family has added a new population, or which young man has taken a wife, and there are some funny words during the period, which often can cause a large applause and laughter.

Even Donald's side couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth when he listened to those meat and vegetarian jokes.

The wandering life of the past few years brought Claremont not only physical soreness and the scorn and contempt of people during the travels, but also the eloquence that he had cultivated by crossing mountains and mountains, being accustomed to seeing the calmness after the wind and rain, and communicating with different people in various places.

If such a person is made to be a teenager younger, some people say that he can do a great job, and Donald believes it.

"May God bless us, and the winter festival begins here!"

At the end of the speech, Claremont stood in front of the fire lit in the center of the platform with his arms outstretched, and a dozen thick firewood formed a large bonfire behind him.

A few sparks drifted out from behind Claremont in all directions, like fireflies in the night, passing through the crowd, but not dissipating, but staying among the people, either gathering into thumb-sized balls of fire, or scattering into points of light.

Donald could clearly feel the temperature in the neighborhood climb again, and soon there was a feeling of warmth, which was a comforting thing for anyone present on a winter night like this.

Then the crowd cheered one after another, and they regarded it as a miracle, and were greatly encouraged by its appearance, and it was time to use knives, forks, spoons, and bowls.

There was a clanging sound, and the aroma of the food became more and more intense.

"How did he do it?"

Surprised by this hand "heating", Anthony asked with some surprise.

"It should be the natural ability he mentioned earlier, I didn't feel the slightest fluctuation of spells, so I can be sure that he didn't use spells. ”

It would not be too much to say that he is a fire elemental wizard or an alien disciple just because of this mastery of the fire element, but I don't know how far he can go.

And that wasn't the end, as someone in the open crowd soon came up to the table with a wooden plate with three glasses of wine, Claremont raised his glass, and everyone stopped moving, their eyes refocused on him.

"God says, in the new year, the farmland will be abundant!"

After drinking the first glass of wine, the half-meter-long rich ears of wheat inserted on the pillars at the door of every house in the village suddenly flew towards the Zhutai, and began to dance around the entire Zhutai, and the heavy ears of wheat also swayed in all directions.

"Harvest ~~~"

The crowd repeats the most crucial words.

"God says, 'In the new year, the house will be full!"

After drinking the second glass of wine, the skins nailed to the doors of every house in the village poured out with blue points of light, turning into a faint soul phantom, running and leaping over the heads of the crowd, stagnating above the fire pit, and shining brightly.

"Hunt~~~"

Another echo.

"God said, 'New year...... Happiness is still !!"

There is a short pause in the sentence, and there is a high-spirited tail note at the end, and the positive meaning comes spontaneously.

The ears of wheat on the platform rose into the air at this moment, blended with those beast spirits, and turned into a humanoid phantom, which looked like Claremont, and then spread out into more than a dozen points of light and soared into the sky, exploding brilliant fireworks......

"Happiness is still the same~~~"

The last sentence was four words, and the crowd stood up, glass raised, toward Claremont.

This glass of wine is naturally a tribute to him.

"That's nice...... It's been a long time since I've seen fireworks, and I didn't expect to see them here at the Winter Celebration in Demingham. ”

Stephanie looked at the fireworks in the sky, leaned to the left on Donald's shoulder, her eyes rolled, and continued,

"How happy are the people, Great Sage...... It turned out to be a profession that brought happiness. ”

"Great Sage, do you bring happiness, it sounds really good, I hope it does......"

Exhaled a puff of white air from his mouth, Donald held Finger, who was also holding his head in his arms, glanced at Stephanie beside him, and whispered to himself,

"Donald, Claremont is gone. ”

While several people were watching the fireworks, Anthony suddenly said.

When he came back to his senses and looked at the central platform, the old man had indeed disappeared.

"It's really gone, he's an old man, can he go so fast?"

Stephanie looked left and right, and could not see Claremont.

"I now understand why Mr. Village Chief has not investigated for so long to find out where he went after the festival, and what is the reason for the so-called dialogue with the gods, this village has obviously become the home of His Excellency the Great Sage. ”

Donald's eyes glowed red, his vision turned on, and his gaze passed through several houses and landed on his back dozens of meters away.

The time they paid attention to was only a few seconds, and in that short period of time, they had walked so far away from everyone's eyes, and Donald would not believe it if there was no special means.

Relying on spiritual vision, there is naturally no problem in keeping up.

The group hung far behind Claremont and followed him out of the village and into the forest.

"If the Great Sage goes here, he himself has said that there is no so-called god of harvest and hunting, so a separate conversation with the god should be a cover, and he can complete this false ritual that does not exist in the church, right?"

Stephanie didn't understand why he had left the village, and it always seemed like something superfluous.

"He knows that we are aliens, and even in such a situation, he still chooses to leave in this way, even if it is necessary to risk being discovered by us, which undoubtedly means that what he has to do, cannot be postponed, and must be done after the winter festival,...... He must still be hiding some secrets. ”

The great sage had many mysteries in Donald's mind.

Following Claremont, soon to a col in the south of the village, Donald walked somewhere and raised his hand to stop all the people behind him, then pointed to Claremont, who was parked in the woodland ahead.

From a distance of twenty or thirty meters, it seems that Stephanie can barely see the other person's figure, Donald has to rely on his vision to see a silhouette, and Anthony has his own talent to manifest eyes that can do night vision.

"Come out, I'm here!"

Claremont shouted from the edge of a tree that was noticeably thicker than the surrounding trees, not so loud that at least Donald could hear it clearly.

After waiting for a while, and no one responded, Claremont pulled another wood carving out of his bosom and held it high above his head.

"It was as if it were a statue of him...... I think I saw one at the front of the prayer hall in the church, and what is he doing here with this statue?"

Anthony, who could see some of the details, whispered.

As soon as he finished speaking, he saw that the wood carving in Claremont's hand was shining brightly, and compared to the one he had picked up by the lake before, the wood carving in his hand was more than ten times brighter.

Whew~Whew~

In the sky above the woodland, there was a dull sound of wind pressure.

Donald's hands quickly sealed, and a layer of enchantment enveloped them all, covering their whereabouts.

"What's that?"

"What kind of monster is that!"

Donald and Anthony said at the same time, the words were different, but the meaning was the same.

A monster nearly 3 meters tall that looked like an enlarged version of a crow was coming to a halt in front of Claremont.

The rich negative energy can be easily felt, but because of the distance, Donald can't see the true face of the monster.

"This is the faith of the villagers this year, according to the agreement between us, I give it to you, please do not curse the names of those villages, they have no intention of encroaching on your territory and offending your existence. ”

Claremont knelt on one knee and handed the monster the idol in both hands.

"Quack, quack!"

The strange and high-pitched sound does sound a little similar to that of a crow.

"He seems to be angry!"

Although she couldn't see it, Stephanie could sense it, and she leaned into Donald's ear and said.

"Who?"

There are two of them over there.

"Monster!"

"Ga !!"

There was another piercing scream, and with the flicking of its wings, the idol was directly slapped to the ground, and its claws trampled on it and crushed!