No wonder Sarah is haunted these days, no wonder they look mysterious when I ask Ral, damn it, I don't know it alone?

However, I had no time to be angry, and I had already drawn my eyes to the eyes of Sarah, who had put on a pure white robe, and who had a holy and noble look, and whose beautiful countenance, and her holy aura, which was more beautiful than an angel.

"What...... Sure enough, it was only selected temporarily, the posture was incorrect, the expression was too stiff, and what was the matter with that gorgeous white robe? As a saint, there is no need for these vulgar things to embellish. ”

The little ghost's tone was sour, making people's teeth soft.

Khan, I don't know who was envious of that beautiful white robe at the beginning, and complained that the monastery of his time was too shabby, and he was reluctant to spend even a better robe, why did his mouth change so quickly now?

I firmly pressed the little ghost in my arms and kissed her on the forehead, and she was sour and quiet.

In the middle of the square, little Sarah had slowly begun to sing, and the sweet and holy melody echoed faintly over the entire Rogue camp, even from ten kilometers away.

I held my breath, letting the familiar and smooth melody linger in my ears, what Sarah is singing now is actually Alice's "Avelina Redemption", although it is far from being as vivid and natural as Alice sings, no, it should be said that Alice has transcended the ordinary realm, it is the holiness that penetrates the soul, and it is the perception of integrating the song with herself, which is not at all comparable to the current Sarah.

After all, Alice has been singing for thousands of years, and her predecessor was also a real candidate saintess, as far as Sarah's current table is concerned, if she has just learned the land these days, she has already performed very well. At least there is nothing out of tune, and her innate angelic temperament and appearance also add a lot to this song.

Alice moved slightly in her arms.

"Hmph, the singing is so-so. It looked like she was going to beat me up soon, and she looked up, her big silver eyes flickering at me.

"Hah, she's still short." I smoothed the moonlight of this wayward little ghost.

"Wow!! You didn't deny it, you didn't deny that I said it, right, huh

Alice sensitively sensed the loophole in my words. He looked at me with sinister eyes, and he didn't know what revenge was being planned.

The redemption of the graceful Avelina finally ended in Sarah's low moan, she raised her little pink head a little excitedly, her big red eyes rolled around, I don't know what invisible substance was trending, her eyes suddenly fell on the tree where I was hiding, a slight sweet smile, and then walked down gracefully.

What a magical little girl, how did she show me? For Sarah, it seems to have a heart-warming glimpse. Naturally, my heart felt as if it was about to ooze honey.

The festival was over, but many people did not disperse, only the children who could not sit still, and the vendors who wanted to continue to go back to their stalls did they leave in a hurry, and the crowd was about halfway gone, but the whole scene was still lively, the scorching smell and the turbid air filled the whole square, and I began to feel wise that I had chosen to be in the trees, at least the air here was fresher.

That's right, the next thing is like Chinese New Year's Eve in the original world. A whole few hours of performances, and the actors are partly prostitutes from the women's market, the mages of the Mage Guild will also perform their magic skills, in addition, there are also some performances from the commoners, such as a few NB aunts performing their amazing tailoring skills, and for example - Veras!!

I knew that Sarah, the little angel, was in the role of the Holy Maiden. Thinking of the sneaky appearance of these two people, then Veras, who has a good singing voice, will definitely not be able to fall, and it is estimated that he has been busy for this for the past few days, thinking of this, I am relieved. I can't help but itch my teeth to their concealed anger. When God's Birthday is over, you must train them well.

As always, these performances are like the Spring Festival Gala. It was not at all attractive to my otherworldly travel, if I hadn't wanted to see Veras appear, I would have gone to the stall a long time ago, and when it was Alice, the little girl, who had been in that dull and tasteless ghost place for thousands of years, I couldn't help but pat the soft little head with a pity gaze in the inexplicable eyes of the little ghost.

After taking a nap, the show came to an end unconsciously, and it seemed that Veras was going to be put to the back of the finale, and I couldn't help but look forward to it even more.

Finally, within five minutes of the six aunts joining hands to perform together, a few pieces of loose fabric were sewn into a proper coat for the six lucky audience members on the spot, and everyone applauded warmly, a young female mage in a black robe, hey? It looks a little familiar, isn't it the busty female mage who was holding a baby in the tent during the last fundraiser, and was jokingly called a busty female mage with big breasts and no milk by the jealous old lady Kashya? Looking at her young and beautiful appearance, as well as the turbulent three-dimensional shaking under the mage's robes, I can understand the indignation of other women.

The busty female mage probably played the role of the master of ceremonies, and in the eyes of everyone, she walked on stage with a red face and said in a slush.

"Pick up ...... Next up...... The most ...... of this God's Birthday performance The last one, the ...... of our Mage Guild Well...... Apprentice, same ...... At the same time, it is also Wu ...... Lord Wu Fan's ...... Exclusive maid from the ...... Veras of the village of Vitas. ”

Hey, hey, I said, there's a sentence in it that is superfluous.

"Hmph......, hum......, exclusive maid!"

The little ghost in my arms looked up and looked at me angrily.

"Don't listen to her nonsense, Veras is just my apprentice." I'm righteous and awe-inspiring.

"Hmph......, hmph......, I. Our Lord Wu Fan, do you also need an exclusive saint? ”

Recently, the little ghost with witch tendencies circled around my chest with her tender little fingers, and her cherry lips breathed slightly next to my ear. The slippery soft tongue inadvertently slid gently across my neck.

This little ghost, has he been overtrained lately? My breathing suddenly increased, and my whole mind was occupied by the extremely charming little ghost, and I was about to nod my head in confusion.

No way. I hurriedly bit my tongue, the little ghost's mind must have some cute little conspiracy spinning, I can't take her lightly, at this time a burst of cheers came, I hurriedly took the opportunity to get rid of the little ghost's charm, pretending to look at the past blankly.

"Wow!! Ignored. The little ghost's mouth pursed. Hmph, if you want to fight with me, your path is still far away.

And my eyes have been attracted by the noise, why are those people in my eyes so familiar? When I opened my eyes, I was dizzy, probably tens of thousands of villagers from Vitas Village had gathered there, including Veras's good friend, Elula, who was famous for her "poor breasts" in the Rogue camp, also appeared inside, and it was really a long time since I saw it.

And Veras's grandfather. Butu, the elder of Vitas Village, even said when he met people, "Look, the next person to play is my precious granddaughter Veras." Then he smirked happily and kept laughing, sweating, it was really a huge support group.

A refreshing cool breeze from the grassland blew, gently rubbing the green leaves on the tree, brushing everyone's faces, the turbid air in the square was clear, and the fragrance that penetrated into the heart made everyone quiet. Enjoy the physical and mental purification brought by this breeze.

Then, Veras, dressed in a white robe, walked out slowly, like an elf in the breeze.

This is the Verath I have never seen before, she has always been wearing a black dress with a snow-white lace apron and a big bow tied at the back, it is said that when Veras is gone. The owner of the bar where she used to work tearfully presented two sets of maid clothes, and Veras seemed to be used to wearing them to work.

And the snow-white robe she is wearing now is very decent, completely highlighting the delicate and small feminine beauty of her upper body, and the blue collar is high and wide. Almost completely obscured her white neck. The waist is tied with a blue ribbon and a cute little knot at the back. made her small waist look more slender, the hem of the robe was split on both sides, slightly separated in the middle, almost hanging down to her feet, and she was wearing a snow-white long skirt inside.

In addition, if you take a closer look, it turns out that the white robe on the outside is short-sleeved, and there is a dress inside the white robe, and a pair of wide cuffs are exposed from the short-sleeved white robe, which partially covers Veras's fair and slender arms, and the wide cuffs, the edge of the white robe, and the skirt of the long skirt are embroidered with red beautiful lace, and the exquisite and delicate workmanship of the whole dress can make the top tailors marvel.

It seemed to me that the white robe had a distinctly ethnic color, as could be seen from the astonished and curious gazes of the others, and the expressions of the villagers of Vitas Village, who were full of admiration and exclamation, but did not show the slightest surprise.

I couldn't take my eyes off the snow-white Shadow, and in my mind, in terms of appearance, Veras was indeed inferior to the other girls I knew, but her whiteness, her gentleness, her simplicity, her elegance, her strength...... It's like a small orchid dotted in a garden full of strange flowers, maybe your eyes will always be attracted by other pure or gorgeous flowers, but it doesn't mean that you ignore her, but you have become accustomed to her existence, once she disappears, you will appear, the whole garden seems to have lost its color, lost its soul.

Yes, she is the one who can unconsciously melt into your life, into your soul, and become an integral part of you.

Long after that, the people of Camp Rog would still call Veras "the flower of the steppe", and only the inhabitants of the prairie would understand the beauty of those flowers that could grow on the prairie; Even the rudest barbarian squeezed out the phrase "snowflakes on the top of Mount Arrett", "When I saw her, I suddenly remembered the pure white snow-capped mountains of my hometown", a barbarian with reddish eyes said in clumsy language.

From the moment Veras walked out, until she stood in the center of the high stage, the whole square was quiet, hundreds of thousands of people only breathed slightly, and no one spoke, in the gentle breeze, Veras stood quietly in the center, looking a little cramped and uneasy, she gently stroked the neat bundle that fell on her chest with her right hand, as if giving her strength, her expression became solemn in vain.

Without the aid of musical instruments, without the accompaniment of music, the moving melody with sadness and confusion, as if it could penetrate the soul of a person, instantly brought me into a real world of war.

weeping in the blood-red night; Lives that vanished in an instant; What is your hope?

Your unfulfilled wishes; Transformed into an endless heartbeat; Your sigh of sorrow; like a roaring flame;

The crimson moon is approaching; The sky burned with a pool of blood; Even though it declares that there is no salvation;

Your eyes give me strength

Until I can master the future, I want to fight endlessly in this life

the kind prayer of your heart; Guided by the moonlight, it is illuminated by the light; Your desire is like joy; It made me cry and burst into tears;

Floating in the dark night; Even though the blood-red moon; proclaimed the end of the world;

No other way

the darkness buried deep in the heart; and he used this sword to cut it in two;

souls that resonate with each other; the truth of what is seen in the eyes; In this rapidly changing world;

Your eyes give me strength

Facing a tragedy that never ends;

Let me give this life;

Smile in the blood-red night.

Starting from the faint melody of melancholy, on the battlefield, starting with the sorrow and confusion of the war, and then to enlightenment, the melody suddenly became excited, I seemed to see an epic battle, under the light of the red moon, the battlefield full of blood and corpses, countless roaring warriors, their faces were flowing with bright red blood, red eyes were flowing with hot tears, and they stepped on the corpses of their comrades and enemies, rushing towards the surging enemy one after another......

"It's over......"

Alice muttered softly.

"yes, it's over......"

I suddenly woke up, only to realize that Veras on the stage had disappeared, and my fists were clenched tightly, and the swelling green tendons were clearly visible on my arms.