Christmas is a day of celebration for the whole world.

The origin of Christmas is an ancient godfather, and the exact name is impossible to investigate. He believes that people have a birthday celebration, and God came down through the human body, so naturally there should be a birthday celebration. When many people hear it, they feel that it makes sense. But they had more of an idea that the religion of the time did not have festivals specifically celebrated for the gods.

When the emperor of the Roman Empire learned about this question, he also felt that it made sense, so he also came to participate in this research.

But the believers and the priests have a problem.

In 325 C.E., the Council of Nicaea issued the Nicene Creed, but the Bible does not contain an exact record of Jesus' birth.

So Julius dealt with it directly according to the custom of the Roman Empire.

In the Roman Empire, emperors were free to choose a certain day to celebrate, so Pope Julius I decided to make December 25 the birthday of Jesus.

According to the New Testament, they believe that Mary was conceived by the Holy Spirit on March 25 C.E. In addition, it is widely believed that the birth of a child needs to be conceived for nine months, so they believe that December 25 is God's birthday.

The first factor in choosing this date was theological, they believed that it meant the end of the year and the beginning of the new year, that it meant a cycle of life and death and rebirth after death, and that the dead Son of God would one day be resurrected.

It also indicates that "He" will one day return. With unrivaled power.

The second reason is that because that day is also generally equivalent to the Romans' Spring Festival, when they sacrificed to the god of Saturn to celebrate the harvest this year, and also prayed for good weather next year, so this day was added to the celebration, and it was also an extremely important event: the celebration of the birth of God.

Of course, Destiny didn't think much of it when it first edited the Bible.

Because this day was so important, on that day it was forbidden for anyone to engage in any kind of fighting. And on that day, the Roman governors would serve their subordinates.

The Celestial Destiny Martial Gods also continued this habit.

In the Christmas Eve cafeteria, half of the knights of the Preparatory Order assembled.

The reason why it is said is half is because only the people of the first brigade gathered, and the second brigade ......

The sons and daughters of these nobles have all returned to their homes—either the courts of various countries, or the castles of the great nobles.

They have barely received orthodox training from the Celestial Destiny Knights, and they are here only for the name of a "Church Knight".

They don't care about everything here, and they don't want to learn anything. Of course, Gerald wouldn't teach such a person anything real.

They sat nervously in their seats, eagerly waiting.

Today, their most direct prefect, Gerard Shaniyat, will personally pack food for them, which makes the little knights very nervous.

Gerrard used to give them the impression of being serious and scary, and if he wasn't happy with your performance, you would experience all the most painful training sessions for you.

But today such people are going to fill them with food......

A lot of people think he's likely to sprinkle food on their heads instead of serving it in a bowl.

Suddenly, they heard footsteps.

In the present night, the sound of the wind would fill the night, the whistling sound shrill like the roar of a demon. But the sound of footsteps penetrated through the sound and clearly reached everyone's ears.

The sound was the sound of steel boots trampling a plank.

The pace is not urgent, on the contrary, it is slow and somewhat soothing, but there is no sense of leisure.

The rise and fall of the footsteps is fixed. Each time it sounds, it sounds at the same point in time, neither fast nor slow, and seems to follow some kind of special rhythm.

When Gerald's figure appeared at the door of the cafeteria, everyone subconsciously sat up straight. When Gerald's eyes fell on them, they all tensed their faces, not showing a single expression.

Just because he was afraid of causing him any dissatisfaction.

His beard was shortened, and it looked like it had been trimmed, but it should have been shaved very roughly, with a stubby of cyan stubble on his chin.

His lips were pursed tightly, and his brow seemed to be furrowed all the time, like a pair of knightly swords upside down, sharp enough to kill.

The lines of the face are still resolute, and the look of the eyes is still deep. But when you look at him, you always seem to think that the person in front of you will suddenly burst out and kill at any time.

Even if his expression was extremely flat.

He walked straight to the front from the end of the hallway, walked over to the food that had been laid out, and picked up the knife he had prepared.

"Today is Christmas, it's you, and it's a rare holiday for us." Gerald said calmly.

The knife slashed haphazardly across the belly of the roast goose, and after a while, the roast goose split in half with the subtle sticky sound of the meat parting.

"You are all descendants of the three Mandate of Heaven. You may not be directly related, you may not know where your family is, or you may not even know what your family is like. However, in the end, you all chose to come here and be trained by the Celestial Destiny Knight. It's why. ”

The knife in Gerald's hand slashed through several cold rays, and the roast goose was evenly divided into several large pieces.

"Because you have all received the call that comes from within your body that belongs to the Heroes of Destiny!"

The cold light in Gerald's hand suddenly erupted, and the thin blade turned into a curtain of knives and shrouded the roast goose.

"We have the blood of ancient heroes in our veins, and our blood beckons us to return. Therefore, you have chosen to come here, to come here to receive the training, the knowledge and wisdom that your ancestors have been receiving for generations. ”

"This is the cradle of the new heroes, and our new heroes are you."

"You're not the best, you're not the best, you're not the best and you're not the most potential. You guys are the worst! ”

"In the beginning, I didn't even have the intention of training you guys. I don't want to pay attention to you, treat you roughly, and even the first day you came in, I didn't even do a decent welcome mode, just let the cafeteria make a little better food, but-"

"Over the past few months, your performance has exceeded my expectations. Your tenacity, your persistence, and even your decisiveness in the assessment are no worse than or even better than those of regular knights, so ......"

He slammed his knife on the table.

Heavy echoes echoed through the silence of the scene. The meat of the roast goose slowly "dissolves" like water.

A few pieces of intact and clean skeleton were left, and even the gooseneck, the flesh of the wing tips and the periosteum of the sternum were cut off, leaving only a little residual oil stain on the bones.

The "dissolved" roast goose meat all slipped onto the plate, and Gerald removed the bones, and the knights could clearly see the goose meat: it was cut into very thin slices, and it was not really dissolved.

"It was a late welcome mode. Welcome, heroic knights, and welcome to the Tenth Knights. I'm your chief instructor, Gerard Shaniyat. Tonight is Christmas Eve, and tonight's night is a peaceful night! Today, we share the peace and tranquility of the night! ”

The knights applauded excitedly, and they clapped their palms vigorously to vent their excitement at being recognized, and the applause did not stop for a long, long time.

The instructors came out of the back kitchen with portions of food and placed them in front of the little knights. Rodria divided the roast goose meat that Gerald had prepared, and Lilum took it down and divided it in front of each knight.

I have to say that Gerald's knife skills are really powerful, and he can even see through the light when he picks up a piece of meat.

He lowered his head and ate quickly and silently.

He didn't know much about Gerald, but ......

As long as Gerald talks too much, something is bound to happen. There must be nothing wrong with eating first.