As soon as it was dawn, I rubbed my eyes and got up excitedly, and when I opened the door, the room was empty, except for the half-cold breakfast on the table, on which a smiling face was carefully drawn with jam.

Hey, what do you mind, what have the two little girls been up to lately?

In the triumphant sound of the little ghost getting up, I pressed her on the bed and tossed for a long time, until her robe was messy and flushed and panting, if it weren't for the rare God's birthday, I would have even eaten this plump and delicious little ghost.

There's no way, whoever calls Veras lives next door, and she washes the bed every day, so it's a pity that she hasn't found a chance to eat the little ghost these days.

God and his old man seemed to be very happy, and when he went outside, the sun was shining, the weather was very clear, and even the wind was a little more comfortable than usual.

I thought I had gotten up early, but as soon as I went out, I was startled by the crowd of people—these people must have been squatting on the streets since last night, and even if I knew that it was once every three years, I didn't expect that the inhabitants of Camp Rogge would take God's Birthday so seriously.

Of course, the more people there are, the more lively they are, and it is only good for me, Alice, the little ghost who has not grown up, has already cheered in the necklace, and if it weren't for the reluctance to appear in front of others, she would have jumped out of the deserted necklace and rushed into the crowd.

It stirs up the atmosphere of the whole Rogue camp. It was undoubtedly the lively children who were dressed in brand new clothes - on God's Birthday. Rich and poor families will prepare a new set of clothes for their children, and those who are really poor and cannot afford even the coarsest linen cloth will grit their teeth, cut up the original pieces, and then put them back together to show "new clothes" - the mothers of these poor families, each of them are good at tailoring, and the re-made clothes are very decent, although they have some old colors.

Therefore, the street has changed from the poor scene of the past. The children who were running around were all dressed in new clothes, which seemed to add a lot of festive scenes.

And the risky donations, in addition to keeping a part as a reserve for the next three years, most of them will be taken out, part of which will be used as a reward for the tens of thousands of soldiers in the Rogge camp, each of these soldiers can get 3-5 gold coins, and some will be used to support those particularly poor families, many families rely on the support every three years plus their own work to survive, so God's Birthday has an extraordinary meaning for them.

And the last part, one of which will be used as the cost of the sacrifice. The rest of the gold was exchanged for food and the like, after all, food was far more important than other entertainment to the not-so-wealthy inhabitants of Rogue.

These foods will be distributed for free in certain places and at certain times, of course, each person is limited to one point, and no one will take it repeatedly or lie about taking more, and doing something small on the Holy Nativity is a great sin of blasphemy. In the eyes of the common people, God still has great authority.

Walking down the crowded Rogue Street, I looked excitedly left and right - the fence around Rogue was covered with many colorful flags and ribbons, which could still be used after the Feast of God, or sold, or given to poor families and rewarded those who had contributed.

Besides. The more affluent residents tied a few strips of colored satin cloth to the roof of their huts or tents, or took out a surplus of food and wine from their homes to entertain the residents of the area, especially the naughty children. Poor families will collect some flowers in the wild to decorate their small homes, or bright or simple flowers, and decorate them with ingenious girls. It also has a different flavor.

These weren't decorative things in the original world. Now it makes me feel a festive atmosphere that is even grander than Chinese New Year's Eve, and I really don't know whether to be happy or sad.

The merchants had set up their stalls early and were shouting loudly. The lively stalls have been surrounded by three layers inside and three layers outside, this is the best business opportunity they have been waiting for once in three years, the residents have also put down all their work, and the children and adults from the nearby villages have rushed over before dawn, and the Rogue camp, which could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, was suddenly crowded. A patrol team passed by, the more the festival, the busier their work became, I heard that the soldiers of the entire Rogue camp were dispatched on God's Day, in addition to being responsible for the vigilance of the periphery, it was to manage the order in the camp, but they did not feel lost because they could not participate in the festival, but they were extra serious, and their faces were also a happy smile, it should be a rare "pay raise" today, you can buy a little good at night, and let the family eat a meal, maybe you can get some better fabrics, Add some clothes to your wife and children.

"It's started, it's ......"

As I was walking, there was a sudden surge in the crowd, the temperature around me suddenly rose several degrees, and the already crowded space moved rapidly, and it felt like the crowd was rushing to the same place.

"The festival is about to begin, hurry up and ......"

A child squeezed past me and it dawned on me that it was so.

I've heard a lot about the rituals of the dark world, so I'd like to find out for myself, but now there's a big problem, there are so many people on the street, if I squeeze through it with my transferred body, I'll be fine, but those civilians will most likely end up with a broken bone.

Soon, other adventures gave me the answer, and I saw them jumping up and down the trees with agility like the shinobi in the comics, avoiding the crowded streets, and walking towards the church with ease, but... Two adventures collide in the air......

"Oooh......"

Shengdi was an assassin. To avoid a crash, he threw the rope off his hand. Hooked another tree, and then swooped over like Tarzan of the Apes.

"......"

Unfortunately, this is not a primeval deep forest, where do you come from such highland trees, this assassin's ** gorgeous and the earth sparked.

"Roar—"

Then there was a barbarian, he was very realistic, he aimed at a big tree and jumped over, and he used the second-order skill - jumping, which is not a long-sighted adventure if it collides with him in the air, and it will only be knocked away.

"Boom-"

Successful Landing -

That's right. It was a successful "landing", because the big tree had been trampled in two by him......

The long-time inhabitants of Rogue seem to have become accustomed to these phenomena, and they have managed to avoid these dangerous areas, and they are slowly moving forward.

I'm not in a hurry, I'm moving slowly with other ordinary people, in the original world, such crowded situations are often encountered, I'm used to it, and I find a sense of familiarity from it that I haven't seen for a long time.

Luckily, my place was close to the church, about half an hour. I could already see the huge cross rising on the top of the white European-style church, relying on my strong body, I cautiously continued to move forward for a distance, and then saw a big tree in front of me jumped up, leisurely leaning on the tree, the square in front of the church was clearly visible.

Then I waited for another half an hour, waiting for the others to gather here in twos and threes to take a closer look. OMG, more than 100,000 people gathered together, and the crowds continued to surge for several miles, and it was almost impossible to see at a glance, oh my God, when did so many people appear in the Rogge camp.

"It's such a small church, and it's only a little bit of people."

Alice's voice came out of the necklace and almost scared me down. Is this still called "so point"? Come to think of it, it is estimated that at least a million people visited her festival at that time.

"Wow-"

Complaining and complaining, Alice still stared at the ceremonial square with a yearning face, and kept sighing softly.

"Our earth saintess has also participated in the festival before?"

"Well, of course. And don't look at who I am. The little ghost raised his tail with that crisp and triumphant tone. Arrogant with nine points of cuteness snorted.

"It's just ......," she continued, suddenly frustrated.

"Just standing next to the Holy Maiden. After all, there were two other than me......

"Holy Maiden? That is, the saint at that time, what kind of person was she? I asked curiously.

Alice, a kind old woman of nearly 200 years old, who had clearly seen through my crooked thoughts, replied with a sneer.

Even if I asked a stupid question, think about it, if the saint is not about to leave, why do you choose the candidate saint......

"But the songs sung by the Holy Maiden are really good, and all my songs are taught by her......"

The voice of the little ghost sounded faintly, sounding a little sad.

"Now, do you think it's your singing that is good, or is it that she sings well?"

I couldn't bear to see such a little ghost, and quickly diverted the topic.

"Well, I don't remember much of the woman's voice, but I think I should be able to sing a little better than her now......"

The little ghost tilted his head and thought about it, probably comparing it carefully, before he said excitedly.

"Little ghost, let's come out and watch together." I don't know how to express my feelings about this cute and pitiful little ghost.

The haunted screams of the little ghosts came from within.

"Don't worry, no one can see here." I knew her concerns, so I chose a foliage spot from which the church square could be clearly seen, but the people under the trees could not see through.

The little ghost cautiously popped out half of his body, looked left and right, and now it was indeed very secret, and only then did he stretch out the entire white and translucent delicate body. "You little one." I took Alice's fragrant ketone in my arms and slurped it on her lips dotingly

"Uh, I knew you big pervert was going to be bad—"

The little ghost sighed helplessly in my arms, but obediently shrunk the soft and fragrant delicate body in my arms, and moved to a more comfortable position.

Soon, the ritual began in the eyes of anticipation, and the ritual in the dark world, a bit like the Mass of Western Christianity in the original world, is divided into four rituals, the initiation ceremony, the holy rite, the holy sacrifice ritual, and the rite of completion, and each ritual is divided into several steps.

It's a bit cumbersome for someone like me who is the biggest in the world, and the little ghost looked like he was relishing at first, but after watching it for a while, he yawned a lot.

I didn't think it was enough to stand next to the Holy Maiden, but now from the perspective of the spectators, this ritual was really annoying, she took a cute nap, rubbed her eyes, and squinted in my arms like a little cat basking in the sun.

I yawned a lot, no wonder there were so many adventures that I didn't care about, it turned out to be so boring.

It is not until almost noon that the final rite of completion is completed, and the whole ritual is completed after the chanting of the Holy Maiden.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes, and cheered up, the chosen impostor, who had been dressed since Mass in a pure white robe much more gorgeous than Alice's, knelt before the cross, and could not see what she looked like, except that she knew that she was a petite girl, who seemed to be only thirteen or fourteen years old, and now she could finally see her true face.

"You are really obsessed with the word saint."

Alice's big silver eyes didn't know when they had opened, and she looked at me in distress and said, the mist condensed in her eyes seemed to protest, "Aren't you still satisfied with me?" ”。

Ahem, just like girls always look forward to Prince Charming, how can this little ghost understand the romantic saint complex of men?

"Wow-" I almost fell headlong.

"Wow!! Do?? ”

The little ghost curled up in my arms was frightened, hugging my neck tightly, and the delicate cherry lips of the water spirit almost pressed against the corners of my lips and complained.

I couldn't enjoy this unintentional fragrance, and pointed to the white-clothed saintess who turned her head, trembling and trembling.

"Sha...... Sarah