At the end of the short memorial service, people take off their hats and pour shochu in front of the cross as a gift to the deceased. The Lady of Keith is inseparable from wine, they are baptized with wine when they are born, they mourn with wine when they die, and the flaming spirit vodka is the soul of the people of the Ice Country. The evening wind blew softly, carrying a chill against people's hair and cheeks, in the midst of this terrible war, it was only a small projection, but to those whose loved ones died, it was all they had.

As night fell, the elders and the villagers warmly entertained the guests in the low hall of the village social hall, and although the furnishings were old and shabby, the generous heart of the host was like gold. Torches illuminate the pine beams, and the strong smell of vodka and stew fills the hall. In order to entertain the cordial Wuguoer comrades-in-arms and distinguished guests from the empire, the village community not only took out salted pork and wine for the winter, but also specially killed three sheep and a dozen geese, and entertained the guests from afar with the most generous banquet possible.

"Every village of the Wuguo people is the home of the Wuguo warriors, and the great gods and knights of the empire are even more nobles who are difficult to meet, may the hospitality of our small village community satisfy you, because this simple feast is our heart! Salute to the Holy Trinity! May the holy power of Esun sweep away the demons!"

The long-bearded elder took a large glass of wine and solemnly saluted the guests. The village hall was not very big, and it could only squeeze out a hundred people, of which half of the Ugol cavalry led by Hyde and Old Loren were occupied, and the rest of the seats were all village elders. Seven or eight young girls dressed in Kislev's costumes walked between the long wooden tables, pouring strong vodka for the guests, their semicircular white turbans embroidered with yellow and red patterns, and their dark blue dresses covered with white lace aprons, which stood out in the crowded hall.

"Thank you to our close brothers and elders for their hospitality, and salute the Holy Trinity!

These fierce Wuguoer warriors all stood up, raised their glasses in reply, and their loud voices almost rattled the beams of the house.

"Loren Pranco, the instructor of the Knights of Midland, from Tyril, salute the brave Lady Keishrie!

Old Loren also raised his glass to greet the hospitable host, his thick white beard curled up, and he looked very satisfied with the wine.

"Marcel Gil Efes, a secular knight of the Kislevgrad Monastery of the Order of St. Cheetahs in Midland, salutes our hospitable and generous hosts. May the supreme divine power of the Great God Emperor Sigmar bless you!"

The tall Marshall humbly saluted the old men, his sigma cross, his fiery red hair glittering with torches on the walls of the synagogue, and the young cheetah knight was radiant.

"Frey Alesta, Gree Alesta, Servant of His Highness Hyde and the Great Lord of Nature, Salute to his hospitable and generous master, may the vitality and glory of the immortal God Tarr bless you forever!"

Frey bowed deeply to her masters, and the voice of the beautiful black-haired girl with a short ponytail was slender and beautiful, attracting the attention of people as much as her brilliant countenance. Originally, she offered not to attend the banquet, but the black-haired girl told Hyde that the party of the Warriors of Ugol was generally not attended by women, and that the habits of the host should be respected. But both Old Loren and Marshall pointed out that Frey is a god who has received divine power, and the god is by no means an ordinary female surname, even in that distant southern desert country--- female surnames are masked and deep into the simple Arabi Empire, and the goddess is also dignified and participates in all social activities, let alone Kislev. Hyde also took her hand and told her that she was bound to go with her lover, and Frey's face turned red, and the matter was settled.

In fact, Frey's worries were unwarranted, because the elders and the villagers were extremely enthusiastic when they heard that Frey was the new Divine Favored who had killed the Chosen of Chaos together, and the Divine Favored was an extraordinary guest! Any Divine Favored in Kislev would immediately receive the title and status of a nobleman, and it was simply a pride to be able to entertain the Divine Favorite, let alone the one who had killed the Chosen Knight of Chaos. The warrior nation Wuguoer people worship warriors and military exploits the most, and these enthusiastic people are by no means stereotypical people.

"Hyde von Midenholland, knight of Midland, the benefactor of the great wise Valkyrie Mirmidia, salutes our generous and hospitable hosts. May the glory of the Valkyrie of wisdom Mirmidia bless the glorious warriors, and may the radiance of the gods shine upon our generous and hospitable masters!"

Hyde raised his glass with both hands and greeted the elders of the village. His long golden hair glistened brightly in the light of the roaring flames, and his handsome face and sonorous voice lit up the hall. Several of the maidens of Kislev couldn't help but look at the handsome young man, and many of their beautiful eyes flashed with admiration.

The atmosphere of the banquet was lively, and everyone talked about their experiences and observations. The village elders became very excited, and the sorrow of the recent past had vanished, this is the surname of Mrs. Keithrie, easy to grieve and easy to be happy, and the passion changed like ice and snow and fire. When it's time to laugh, you have to laugh heartily, you won't be bound by the sad past, life is fleeting on the grasslands of the Northland, and people must raise their heads and look forward to live better. Even if you are deceased, you should be happy to see the smiling faces of your loved ones, right?

"Although I did not become a wind wing, I also served as the captain of the hundredth of Ugol, and I fought under the banners of the two Tsars, and I saw a little thing. But the presence of two gods at once is still an unimaginable honor for me, not to mention that you are also the terminators of the Chaos and Ugly Chosen Knights, and for this fortunate encounter, please accept my humble respect. ”

A large glass of strong vodka was brought to Hyde, and the elder clinked glasses with Hyde again, and then drank it down in a heroic gulp. Naturally, Hyde couldn't be ambiguous, and drank the entire glass of spirits in one gulp without hesitation. But the fiery liquor irritated his throat and heart, and the handsome knight was not very good at drinking. So a lot of things started to get messed up.

"Thank you for your hospitality, but there are not only two gods here, there is also a great god warrior here, he is my beloved grandfather Loren, he is ......"

Hyde subconsciously felt that the elder's statement was wrong, and he needed to correct it, how could he forget the god of old Loren.

"My esteemed Young Master, this plate of roast lamb is very good, you can taste it. ”

Marshall quickly interrupted Hyde's conversation with a topic, and he smiled as he handed Hyde a hot roast tray in the hands of a young Kislev girl, the fresh lamb was well roasted, and the golden oil droplets hung on the skewers, exuding an enticing aroma. The red-haired young man's smile was courteous, but his eyes made a gesture of not saying anything.

"I am not a goddess of Valkyrie Mirmidia, her brilliance is beyond my reach, my Highness. ”

Old Loren gently greeted Hyde, which made Hyde suddenly wake up, and he felt that he was a little speechless, because the gods of the elven god of war Kane should not be revealed casually, no matter what, it is a forbidden belief in the empire and Kislev, and he is too talkative.

"This is the good hope of His Highness Hyde, my esteemed grandfather, the Valkyrie Mirmidia will take care of you. ”

It was Frey's slender and gentle voice, and she had cleverly saved Hyde with a word, the brunette girl was a sharp and nimble person.

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