On September 25, 7487, this day is a harvest sacrifice.

Continental Esk Kingdom, Rika Town.

Pedestrians laughed and children chased and frolicked, and the harvest festival was not only one of the four festivals prescribed by the sacred canon of the goddess of agriculture, Exidis, but also one of the common surnames of most human beings, and even many races, beyond religion and nation.

After all, for most intelligent beings, a good harvest means an abundance of food and hope.

For many children, what they see is even more exciting, this is a rare time of the year, no matter how busy people are, after finishing the morning work, there will be half a day in the afternoon to rest and participate in the celebration.

Early the next morning, Romon was awakened by the sound of frolicking below, also got up, put on his clothes, and went downstairs, the inn was quiet, and there were few people

Romon walked out and looked over, most of the houses were wooden houses, and a little farther away, the largest building in the town, was a stone temple.

For Romón, this temple is no stranger, it is the temple of the goddess of agriculture, and of course, it is also the only center of worship in this town called Rika, and there is no room for several temples in one town.

Looking at the streets, although the people are noisy, it is actually very quiet, after all, there are only a few hundred households in this town.

The houses are crowded in narrow streets, paved with gravel and grass growing in the crevices.

In the hills in the distance, the spire of the castle on the hills, the castle of Baron Rocas, the lord here, is four hundred years old.

Although it was the end of September, the whole town was full of greenery as far as the eye could see, and the towering ancient trees were everywhere, and the canopy of trees that covered the sky covered the low houses nearby.

The taste of simplicity and tranquility that has not changed for hundreds or even thousands of years is even more obvious under the frolic of the harvest festival.

After staying for a while, maybe it was the influence of Luo Meng's memories before, all of this brought a familiar feeling, this familiar feeling, diluted the panic and strangeness, Luo Meng, after being quiet for a while, finally showed a wry smile and completely accepted the fact of crossing

Along the cobblestone streets, the familiar and unfamiliar blacksmith shops, grocery stores, artisan shops and mills on both sides of Romon were all deeply attracted to the newborn Romon .

In the distance, there is a huge car, which is the touring car of the troupe.

The troupe is a group of poor people, they perform tricks, singing and dancing, clowns, to amuse the masses, to get a meager amount of money, and this kind of troupe, the girls in it, are all sold out, according to the analysis of the sporadic discussion memory around, Romon understands that this situation is very common.

Not to mention the troupe, it is an ordinary mercenary group, those young female warriors, they are all sold themselves, they must earn a sum of money before their physical strength declines, otherwise they will be sad in the future.

Luo Meng glanced at the sun, and it was obviously early before the official start of the harvest festival.

Unconsciously, he came to the temple of the goddess of agriculture, looking at the stone temple, the colorful colors, indicating the traces of antiquity, the joy of rebirth flooded, and there was some melancholy.

Walking into the temple, on the high platform, there is a statue of the god, this is the goddess of agriculture, Isedis.

On the wall, there are reliefs carved with bulls and trees and flowers, the statues of the goddess are all carved from white marble, about five meters high, she wears a crown of flowers and plants on her head, and wears a green dress, but her appearance is beautiful, the curve of the female surname is faintly visible, and she has the charm of a female surname, but the eyes are very expressive, with the love of looking down on all beings.

In the past, Romon used to come here to pray, this is the rule of the town, basically, children who are twelve years old will follow their parents to pray.

In the past, Luo Meng would not have noticed the invisible holy light that was usually hidden on the statue, but now, with the power of Shennongjiao, in Luo Meng's eyes, it was a green light, like a huge cocoon, shrouded in the statue, flowing, and from time to time there was a green light like fireflies flying in the temple.

Just as Romon was standing in front of the statue in a daze, a young girl slowly walked up to him: "Romon why did you come here?

Romon was awakened by the call, and he turned to look at the girl.

This girl, about fifteen years old, was coming out of the temple, dressed in a priest's robe, with a relatively high opening, revealing slender snow-white thighs, with a green flower knot, a delicate and slender waist, and soft eyes that were crystal clear.

"Miss Elini......" Romon naturally called out the girl's name, and quickly remembered that he knew that this girl was the object of the secret dreams of the men in the town

She was the glory of the town, and her devotion and keen sense of connection with the power of the goddess led her to become the trainee priest of the town's temple of the goddess of agriculture - if nothing else, she would probably be the next priest of the town's temple.

"Romon, why are you still dirty? Come, come to me and wipe your face, so that you can go to the harvest festival in the afternoon. As she saw his face and clothes soiled on the ground, she pulled him into the back of the temple, which was a pool of clear water.

This is one of the perks of the temple, the channel that runs through the outer realms that Romon cannot now understand, so that there will always be clear and delicious spring water available in the temple.

Romon took the towel, took the spring water, and quickly washed his face, looking at the washed Romon after washing, Eleni didn't know why, all of a sudden, her face was red.

The young man in front of him is still so familiar, nothing has changed, although it is expected that he will be a handsome man in the future, however, before, Eleni did not feel it at all, but now, a kind of heroism between the eyebrows suddenly made this little boy take off a lot of childishness and have some indescribable charm.

"Sister Alie, thank you, I pray to the Goddess that you will be healthy. Romon said.

"Ah, thank you, Romon, we're getting ready to go, so come with us!" said Eleni, her eyes already seeing Pastor Turnis, Pastor Turnis coming, and seeing Romon and Eleni together, her face sank.

"Elenie, let's go!" he said

"Okay, wait a minute, come, Romon, come with me!" said Eleni.

A trace of malice stabbed up, Romon frowned slightly, after becoming a druid, he was very keen on this, but there was no way, follow along

When they arrived at the square, a young man wearing a high black top hat ran onto the stage: "Ladies and gentlemen, you have been waiting for a long time. Next, the Cardo Performance Troupe will bring you a wonderful performance and spend a happy afternoon with you, please welcome everyone with applause!"

A woman in a tight black leather suit with a leather whip in her hand stepped out of the car.

A large parrot flew behind her, constantly shouting, "Welcome, welcome!"

And almost at the same time, behind him was a tiger with a monkey standing on it.

Watching them come out, everyone present applauded and watched the woman in black directing the tiger through the iron ring and letting the monkey roll on the ground.

These tricks made everyone present laugh at once, but for Romon these were boring tricks, but he continued to observe.

The young man wearing a high black top hat waved a small wooden stick in his hand, and with his swing, sparks came out of the tip of the wooden stick, flew into the air, and exploded with a "bang", forming various forms of ceremonial flowers.

These ceremonial flowers have become flowers, into flying golden snakes, and into the reproduction of trees...... These beautiful flowers immediately attracted Romong's attention.

This is magic, even the lowest level of tricks?

After the performance, not much time was spent on a wooden platform in the square, and the town's Pastor Tenis appeared. All around, the crowd automatically gathered on the wooden platform, and the praise of the goddess officially began.

"Goddess Isis, growth and harvest are part of the eternal cycle, and they are the most natural part of the existence of intelligent life. We can have a good harvest today, we should thank God, the earth, and nature, and then, next spring, we will sow more seeds of life and make the world green. "This is Pastor Tenis preaching.

"Thank you to the Goddess for giving us food, thank you to the Goddess for giving us abundance. Voices echoed around the platform, and seven or eight hundred townspeople shouted in unison.

There will be no miracles in the harvest festival of this town, and the hymn of the goddess is also very simple, and there is not much time for the ceremony to end, and the next is the carnival, which is the time of beer and barbecue.

"Sister Elenie, I'm looking for you tomorrow, are you there?" said Romon in the gap.

"What's the matter?" Eleni turned around, of course there were no bras in this world, and the priest's robe was wide open, and this turn made Romon see a snow-white patch

Amazing, this is Romong's mood for a moment.

Although this body had been in contact with her many times before, it still had a thrilling beauty now, and I couldn't help but feel a sense of "amazing" - the sun was shining on her, and she was shrouded in a faint green light, with a strange faint fragrance.

A tremor spread rapidly, and for a moment, Romon lost his mind, but in the blink of an eye, the look behind him made him calm down: "Sister Elini, I want to ask you to witness something tomorrow." ”

Alani was a little surprised: "What's the matter?, oh, I'm busy right now, I'll wait for you tomorrow!"

Romon looked at the boiling crowd around him, nodded, and left, walking for a while, and when he turned around, he happened to see the eyes of the Reverend Turnis—those that were cold

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