Chapter 1200: An Awkward Sacrifice

"Could it be that I have a bloody soul hidden in my blood, and I am actually a very terrible man?"

After some self-analysis, I came to the conclusion that I was also shocked.

The fact that he is a very scary guy is inherently very scary.

"It's just a stupid, stupid terrible stupid." The little fox who brought me back poked the back of my head angrily from behind, and complained coquettishly.

"That's right, that's right, stupid souls, barbarians, rude and unscrupulous barbarians!" Beya, who is always afraid of the world, is coaxing again.

"Huh? The barbarians provoked you?! ”

Seattle, who was sitting not far away, shook his ears and immediately glared at him with fierce and hideous eyes.

"Woo~~I'm sorry~~Woooo~~"

The coward, Beya, was frightened by the hideous-looking Seattleck, as if she was afraid that she would be caught by the other party and sold to Harlogas, she subconsciously grabbed my back collar tightly, and her eyes were pitiful.

I said, it's not good to ask for protection from me, a person who has just been scolded by you as a stupid, who is in a very unhappy mood, who may turn black and run away at any time, and who has temporarily turned from a docile and kind citizen of the three good cities into an accomplice of unscrupulous and violent abductors.

Seeing this little girl of Princess Jīng Ling suffering by herself, I don't want to mention how happy I am in my heart, but on the surface, I still made a kind and happy big brother image in front of Artoria, caressing Beya's dog head and smiling without saying a word, like a big Buddha with immeasurable mercy.

"Senior Brother Wu, that's right, men should be like this."

Seeing that this jīng Ling Xiao was trembling with a frightened look, Seattlek seemed to be bored, and then gave me a thumbs up.

"Uh-huh, you mean, didn't I use men enough before?" I couldn't stand the praise, and immediately proudly lifted Erlang's legs.

"Anyway, Seattlek, didn't you say you didn't want to come to see the ceremony?"

I suddenly asked, this big guy doesn't look like the kind of person who would get up early in the morning and run here to join in the fun.

"Don't talk about it, it's noisy early in the morning, so people can't sleep well, so come and see if there's anything good to eat."

"If you want to eat people, grab a big one."

I looked at this big barbarian quite speechlessly, did I come early in the morning just to mix up with a foodie's group of ridicule?

"Where's Carlos?" Looking around, I couldn't find the figure of Noodles DeCarlos.

"Oh, there, over there."

Seattlek immediately snorted angrily in one direction, and as I looked down, I vaguely felt the guy's breath, why did he run so far in the back row...... Well, don't think about it, it must be because Kajer is there, so Villas and the others are sitting there too?

Alas, it's a bit bad, the image of a loving father that I have managed to establish in front of Siruth and the others should not have been ruined just now.

Turning back with some remorse, he met Artoria's clear and majestic eyes.

"Fan, very out-of-the-talk, although a little out of line with the atmosphere."

Artoria smiled and fully affirmed my crazy performance just now, worthy of being my king's wife, did it really resonate? Is it true that there is also a desire for war in the heart?

"Fan Fan is so powerful, Tia has become Fan Fan's most loyal fan!"

There was a soft pressure on the back, and the innocent and unscrupulous little girl Tia had already hugged me from behind and hugged me excitedly.

"Hey, you guy, let it go!!"

Beya was pulling at each other from behind Tia.

"Alas~~~"

I sighed in despair.

There are still tens of thousands of pairs of eyes staring at the two of you, tomorrow...... No, in the bar gossip headlines that will be waiting, it is estimated that there will be such a headline: Shocking! Hug in public! The story that the Elder and the Princess of Heradik had to tell has been confirmed!!

Then, add a subtitle below: Surprise! jīng Ling Clan princess third person āzu? Two princesses fighting for a husband?

"But, brother, is it really okay to say that?" Lena tugged at my sleeve on the side, her quiet look clouded with worry.

"What do you say?" I didn't react.

"The historical turning point of the alliance has sounded the horn of a counterattack against the hellish clan, and in this way, the elder brother, speaking on such an occasion, is not just an empty word that can be dealt with casually."

"Oh, this ......"

I pondered for three seconds, then slapped my palm.

"Just let Akara nǎinǎi go to the troubles."

Lena: "......"

"What's the matter, my brother looks like he's really stupid." Lena's expression now is so readable that I can see it at a glance.

"You idiot, haven't you figured it out? When you say something like this, Akara nǎinǎi is happy, and you can use this reason to let you [star] in this counterattack battle in the future. ”

The little fox, who couldn't stand it, kept pushing his elbow against my most fragile cervical vertebrae.

It hurts, it hurts!!

But the surprise in my heart immediately overshadowed the violence that occurred in my neck.

Miscellaneous...... What the?!!!

It took me half a minute of shock before I came back to my senses, and I kept slapping my head in remorse.

I didn't expect to speak on a whim, but I dug a big hole for myself and jumped down, bastard!!

"Shhhh

At this time, because I had just made a speech without responsibility, which aroused a fanatical and belligerent momentum, the awkward procession of the festival finally belatedly appeared in everyone's sight from the depths of the passage leading directly to the central square.

According to the steps that had been rehearsed for a long time, the manners, demeanor, feelings, and the long-awaited ritual finally began.

Merely......

The knight's greatsword is still there.

No one seems to dare to go up and pull it out.

The position of the giant sword is just in front of the young NV who plays the role of the holy NV and performs the sacred eulogy.

It exudes a cold and bloodthirsty atmosphere.

Let the good, sacred sacrificial ritual be filled with the smell of warrior's iron and blood.

Feeling the countless accusatory stares around me, I kept shrinking my body...... Shrinking the body...... I can't wait to get into the cracks under the floor.

The opening ceremony, the holy path ceremony, the holy sacrifice ceremony, and the ritual completion ceremony make up the four parts of the entire ritual, which are carried out in an orderly manner, but I don't know if there is a difference in my biological clock, I always feel that it is ...... These ceremonies seem to be a little faster than before, and there is a little bit of "shame, let's end it quickly" in it.

The redemption of Averina, which the St. NV actor sang, is fair, and although the level is 10,000 years away from the little ghost, it is very close to the song I heard from Sarah, who is the actor of the St. NV, when I first watched the Birthday Festival six years ago.

All in all, to be able to compare me to Sarah and make such a high evaluation means that, as far as ordinary people are concerned, she sings impeccably.

However, because of the residual atmosphere of the scene, because of the front of her prayer and praise, the tall and upright Senhan giant sword, a good song, listening to the ears, in addition to making people feel solemn and holy, it actually has a sonorous taste of iron and blood......

Is this a failed sacrifice?

Until the end of the ceremony, I was in a delicate tangle, and when Akara woke up, he knew that I had messed up the ritual and would bury me in the lumber yard to make food.

Nearly noon, the ceremonial ceremony, the main course of the god's birthday, finally ended, and the square, which had accommodated hundreds of thousands of people, began to leave one by one in an orderly manner under the command of the soldiers.

In the past, the end of the festival meant that half of God's birthday had passed, but now, on God's Birthday, which lasted for five days, the ceremony was just a prelude, and just thinking about it made people feel extremely excited.

It's just that the rest of us can look forward to the next God's Birthday program, but I can't, there are still a lot of things to do, Akara is dying...... Oh no, it's clinical...... Forget it, all in all, the solemn instructions lying on the bed that day were definitely not intended to be scary and make things strict, but they had already said it as lightly as possible.

The crowd dispersed somewhat, and the rest of the old acquaintances immediately came over to the leader's seat.

"Tut-tut, this is such a good position, evil power and money."

Maragerby sat enviously in the place we had just placed, looked at the central square, felt that the distance and angle were just right, and immediately smacked his mouth.

In the square that accommodates hundreds of thousands of people, ordinary people sitting at the back of the square naturally cannot see the ritual ceremony taking place in the central square hundreds of meters away, although we have set up video magic very intimately to zoom in on this scene, so that everyone can see every detail of the ritual ceremony in the central square.

But just like sitting next to the TV and watching a show, there was never that atmosphere of witnessing it with your own eyes.

"Wu, what I just said is good, the wild child that I picked up eight years ago is now finally grown."

Ral patted me on the shoulder, wiped the moist corners of his eyes, and said as if all of what I had just said was his fault.

If it weren't for Sarah, I would have liked to give this guy a super Argentinian throw and let him know what it's like to flash his waist.

Table ...... Cousin meow!! With a warlike gaze, Finney stammered up.

"Okay, I know what you're going to say." Impatiently interrupted the puppeteer, I casually shoved a wooden sword made of twigs into her hand.

"General Fini, ten kilometers ahead of you have found traces of the Fallen Demon, would you like to lead ten Spartan warriors and bring back their heads for me? Hang the small knife covered in their blood proudly on their chest!! ”

"Command!!"

Finney, who was completely involved in the play, held the wooden sword in her hand tightly, just like Shang Fang's sword, with the will to die if she didn't succeed, she solemnly saluted me, turned around and left.

The people who saw this scene were collectively speechless.

"It's not a good idea to use the trust of admirers who are motivated by their own words to do this kind of thing."

Karina looked at Fini's vanishing back with some pity.

"Eldest sister, this is the method of politicians." I took a deep look at her, and I couldn't wait to plunge into my wife's pile.

Hey, Veras, my cute little dog Veras, don't think you can't see you if you hide behind Linya, come, come over to your husband's side, and give her husband a "Wang" sound......

With a smile on his face, the ten claw fingers kept wriggling, and approached Villasbī, who was hiding behind Linya, blushing, only to be immediately pressed to the ground by the little fox and Beya, and beaten into a pig's head.

Over there, Artoria and Sister Sharna confronted each other wordlessly.

Over there, many people gathered around to see how the old man put two fireworks on the nostrils of the sleeping Mu dwarf winter melon, and then set them on fire......

I said how could this old thing be so quiet, and didn't heck with the old drunkards, but fell asleep.

And, that, the Great Elder of the Dwarves? Is it really okay to watch the former dwarf king being ignored by the nostrils and fireworks, and even joining the ranks of onlookers?

As a result, we saw Mu Dwarf Winter Melon, who was awakened by sparks, sprayed colorful fireworks from his two nostrils, and screamed loudly and ran around the square, that vigorous and beautiful figure......

These guys...... Did you come out of a professional comedy class?

"Ahem, everyone be quiet."

I clapped my palms, caught everyone's attention, and from Linya's hands, a booklet was delivered.

There is nothing else in this thick sixteen-page booklet, except for the five days of God's Birthday, and a total of programs that have been applied for to be held.

That's right, there are hundreds of programs with a thick book, and the number of programs is about 1,000.

As for how such a strange quantity is made...... It's no wonder we were overly excited.

A total of seven stages have been set up in the entire camp area, which means that seven performances can be held at the same time.

This is also due to the fact that on God's Birthday, the number of spectators is as high as hundreds of thousands, and if most of them gather together to watch the performance, such a large number will inevitably cause all kinds of big problems.

So there is this number.

How do you make the most of these stages? Seven stages, a five-day festival, is too abundant.

So, as soon as I slapped my thigh, I decided that every area, every race, every tribe, even a village, and a troupe of entertainers could apply as long as they could get a decent performance.

The result is the booklet in my hand.

As a result, the stage was fully utilized, and until late at night on the last day of God's birthday, the show could still be scheduled, at the cost of increasing our workload dozens of times.

After all, could it be that Akara suddenly got tired when he saw this booklet?

Manpower, manpower is insufficient.

Flipping through the booklet, looking at the dense strings of text on it, my eyes were about to turn green.

Then, he looked at the guys around him like a wolf, wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth, and showed a cruel smile.

"It occurred to me that there was something else."

Mu Dwarf Winter Melon, who was originally trying to fight with Farrah, reacted first, covering his scorched black beard, and he didn't care about reporting it.

"Where to run!!"

I slapped the Martial Emperor Sword that I had just recovered, and slapped it on the side of the sword to the Mu dwarf winter melon who was pulling his legs, like a fly, and slapped him on the ground, lying on his stomach like a toad.

"Respected Elder Fan, what are your orders, although we are not the kind of people who have no sense of responsibility like the old winter melon."

Seeing that the momentum was not right, the old man Farah stepped on the Muradin, who was lying on the ground, and said flatteringly.

"That's right, Fan, if there's anything you need, just say it."

Artoria was on the side, gently holding my hand, and Beya, who was standing behind her, snorted and turned her head, but did not refuse.

"I'm not here to help a villain like you, I'm just doing my part for the alliance and for the Great Elder of Akara." The little fox flicked his tail with a proud face.