Chapter 55: The Little Boy at the Eve Sacrifice

The clothes are the kind of bright and dazzling red dress, with a thin white cloak on the outside, matching the white boots of the same color, painting a little light makeup, the black of the hair and the red of the clothes have reached a perfect balance on the body of the flower, and the two extreme colors are much softer under the harmony of white.

Hua Kai's face was slightly blushing, her fingertips kept playing with the hem of her clothes, and her eyes were a little shy and deliberately avoided Yuhua's gaze, as if she had no confidence in her appearance.

"It's beautiful, the flowers are blooming!"

Yuhua gave a thumbs up.

"Huh!"

Hearing Yuhua's praise, Hua Kai's face suddenly turned red, and the blush on his face refused to dissipate, after Yuhua's praise, Hua Kai even covered his face with both hands.

"Anyway, how did you wear this! That's how you're going to attend the Eve Festival! ”

Tisya stepped forward and said in a very disgruntled tone.

"Huh? What's wrong with me wearing this? ”

Yu Hua glanced at the clothes of the academy that he was wearing in the form of an uncle at this time, and was very surprised.

"I said, today is also the eve festival of Yicheng once every ten years! You can cooperate a little too! ”

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"I can't see my true form!"

"Hmph, I've been prepared for this!"

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On the day of the Eve Festival, people of high status dress up in different costumes to attend the party, the streets of Yicheng are filled with red lanterns, all kinds of shouts are endless, small snack stalls are operated on both sides of the road, and there is a magic fireworks show at 12 o'clock that night.

After the fireworks show, many people will leave the venue because they have an important seven-school game on the second day, and some people will stay, and they will snuggle up together and make affectionate confessions.

Therefore, the Eve Festival is also regarded as a sacred festival for young people to fall in love.

At this time, Yuhua and the others were already walking on the street leading to the central square.

(Why do I have to do such a thing!) What a shame ~ What a shame. )

The people in the streets laughed and laughed, including local tycoons, political tycoons, and noble magicians, holding fine wines, talking about what "good things" they had done recently, and suddenly there seemed to be several fairies passing in front of them, and their eyes were staring straight ahead.

"Huh~Huh, look over there!"

"I'm going, I've never seen such a wonderful woman."

"One, two, three, four, five, my God, there are five fairies!"

And so on······ Five?

Counting Tisya, Blossom, Dove, and Laris, there are only four of them, who is the remaining one?

(I didn't want to come!) )

At the front was a young girl with short white hair in a shawl, wearing a white bathrobe with a hint of gray patterns, no physical features could be seen, and her face was covered with a mask of the god of wealth, so that the appearance of the girl could not be seen at all.

But those aristocrats who have read countless women have already judged the gender of this person just by his temperament and the slight body fragrance that he exudes.

(There's definitely a secret to being able to wear a mask!) )

Some aristocrats have already made their own little calculations.

That's right, it was Yuhua, and at the mandatory request of everyone, he had no choice but to change into this costume.

(Hiss~ Shame!) )

Yuhua glared fiercely at the dove walking behind her left through the hole in the eye part of the mask, and this dress was prepared by her in advance.

(Why do you have such a thing!) )

(As the most faithful servant of His Majesty the Demon King, I will prepare all necessary things for the Lord in the next meeting.) )

As he walked, Yuhua saw a crowd gathered not far in front of him, and they were watching something in a circle with a kind of schadenfreude.

The physical fitness of the demon clan is very good, and Yuhua clearly heard the sound of beating and scolding and the bitter sound of being beaten.

Yu Hua hurriedly walked to the front, and then squeezed into the crowd, he found that in the center of the crowd there was a knight in heavy armor who kept trampling on a ragged little boy, the boy's hair was messy, the corners of his mouth were stained with blood, and he was wearing clothes made of linen, but he had almost turned into strips of cloth under the ravages of the heavy armored knight.

With his hands around his chest, the boy used all his strength to hold a steaming sweet potato in his arms.

The heavily armored knight raised his right foot high, and then stepped on it hard, repeating it repeatedly, each time making the boy at his feet feel a sharp pain, but the boy didn't even cry out for mercy, and the bewildered boy opened his eyes, which were so clear and full of determination.

For such a moment, Yuhua felt that the boy's vision fell on him, and Yuhua's heart trembled.

Just when Yuhua wanted to step forward to help, a figure appeared from behind him, and the golden trace and flower-like wings quickly flashed forward.

"What people!"

Before the heavily armored knight could react, a silver-white thin sword was already around his neck.

"Tisya, what are you doing!"

Yuhua snorted, then hurriedly walked to her side and snatched the rapier back from Tisya's hand!

"Are you crazy! Tomorrow will be the Seven Schools Leap, according to the rules, if you do it to ordinary people like this, you will be disqualified! ”

"But he ······"

Tisya also knew that there was something that could not be said about Yuhua in this matter.

"No need, you go to the flowers and bloom them first, and I'll leave this matter to me."

"Oh!"

After Tisya walked out of the crowd, Yuhua saw that the heavily armored knight in front of him was already sitting on the ground, and there seemed to be some smelly liquid flowing out of his lower body, which seemed to be frightened.

The Heavy Armor Knight is just an ordinary adult in armor, and he has no power against magic.

Yuhua crouched down, helped the boy up in a pool of blood, and then put his right arm around his neck.

"For the sake of my good mood today, forget about the thing you beat my slave, get out!"

The heavily armored knight's mood changed, he thought that he was dead today, but he didn't expect the other party to let him go, he quickly got up, and said the words "Thank you for not killing your lords" on his lips, and staggered away.

"What are you still looking at! Don't get out of here! ”

Yuhua shouted with a shock-type magic, and suddenly the crowd of onlookers was also startled, and they all went to do their own things.

Yuhua helped the boy to a bench, then called the dove over and asked the dove to cast a healing spell on him.

"Wood therapy!"

A little green fluorescent flickered, and then poured into the boy's body, and in a moment the little boy's body was almost recovered.

The boy slowly opened his eyes, his consciousness was still a little blurry, and he faintly heard a few words in his ears.

"What's your name, kid?"

"I... My name is Xiaoxiao. ”

"Hey, smile, that's a pretty good name!"

A thought flashed, Xiaoxiao suddenly thought of something, he hurriedly stood up, and then grabbed the sweet potato placed next to him and ran around.

Yuhua and Dove looked at each other, and then quickly followed Xiaoxiao.

Yuhua used the Star Survey Magic to tell the rest of Tisya and the three of them, asking them to take a stroll around the neighborhood first, and then go back by themselves.

Xiaoxiao didn't run fast, and his pace was very light, it seemed that every step had the possibility of falling, and he didn't know what was supporting him to keep going.

After a while, they came to the slum area, and Xiaoxiao turned into a small alley, and there was an abandoned building in front of them, and Xiaoxiao went inside.

Yuhua quietly followed, there was a window next to it that only had a lattice, secretly stretched out a little, and found that in a corner of the abandoned building, there was a small piece of ground covered with withered yellow weeds, and on the weeds lay a sick girl, who looked only seven or eight years old, with two small ponytails on both sides of her little head, a piece of wet cloth on her forehead, and her mouth was constantly panting, combined with the abnormal flush that appeared on both sides of her cheeks, if you guessed correctly, it should be a fever.