"Chinese New Year?"

"Yes! It's just like the head of the regiment, your mother's house, isn't it...... Your mother's brothers are here, so don't you have to be a good time to celebrate the season! ”

Looking at the Fingal brothers and the alchemy sergeant with excited and hopeful expressions, Lu Mingfei gradually recalled this festival that seemed to be a big and festive festival in his hometown.

"Spring Festival...... Is it similar to the festival of the Ascension and the Day of the Holy Lies? I don't remember it too clearly. Lu Ming was not thoughtful.

"Uh...... took the liberty of asking the head of the regiment," Old Tang looked strange, raised his hand and asked, "What are the two festivals you mentioned celebrating?" Especially the first one. ”

"The Ascension Day is the most famous festival of the Empire, led by the State Church to celebrate the day when His Majesty the Emperor ascended the Golden Throne and became a god; The Day of the Holy Prophet is a day of commemoration of the heroic sacrifice of our genetic father, and it is as important to the descendants of the Holy Prophet as the Ascension Day. ”

Lu Mingfei gave the two brothers popular science.

"Uh...... His Majesty the Emperor...... Well......" Fingal hesitated and stopped, "Your Majesty, is he okay with this section?" It's like ...... Kennedy certainly didn't want the United States to celebrate his return to the West with a holiday like 'Brainstorm', right? ”

"Did you just want to use Jesus and the cross as an example?" Old Tang said secretly in a low voice.

"yes, but I'm afraid I'm going to be a heretic if it's too direct." Fingal said.

Lu Mingfei's face became strange, and after being able to communicate directly with His Majesty the Emperor and learn more secrets, he realized that the Golden Throne was not as "sacred" as the state religion proclaimed.

"Anyway...... Think of it as the 'St. Giles Day' in my hometown, and I'll talk to my fellow warriors later." But he didn't dwell too much on this, and asked about other details, "Spring Festival...... What is generally done? ”

Chu Zihang, who was on the side of "sticking New Year's reds, making dumplings, Chinese New Year's Eve rice, watching the Spring Festival Gala, pressing New Year's money, setting off firecrackers, and greeting New Year's ......" Chu Zihang on the side summed up the following points competently, "That's how I used to live, if we want to spend the Spring Festival with those soldiers, we may have to skip the New Year's greetings." ”

"Since you proposed it, you should be ready, right?" Lu Mingfei looked at Fingal and the alchemy sergeant.

"Of course! MUSIC！ Old Don snapped his fingers.

A burst of very festive music suddenly sounded in the room, as if it was a Chinese New Year song sung by a certain Hong Kong star, and four figures came out from behind the door - it turned out to be four very tall alchemy robots! Judging from the intricate alchemy patterns on their bronze surfaces, their classical shapes, and the red robes with golden characters written on them, they knew that they were masterpieces specially prepared by alchemy soldiers!

"Because today is Chinese New Year's Eve, time constraints, I specially made these four alchemy robots for us, I gave them the nickname 'Ji Tou Si', I believe they can bring us the joy of the New Year!" Lao Tang proudly introduced, "Don't underestimate them, each of them has my specially customized Spring Festival function, and the skills of sticking New Year's red are even more amazing, and they can give you unexpected surprises when setting off firecrackers and fireworks!" ”

"How? Do you want me to let them get on that starship to stick to the New Year's Red? ”

"No...... Forget it, it's good to stay in the Holy Blood Pavilion......" Lu Mingfei waved his hand, these four robots are most likely to belong to the terrible thing of "abomination intelligence" in the eyes of the Weeping Warriors, and if they dare to get on the "Mother of Tears", they will definitely be blasted by the soldiers with blasters!

"Okay then." Old Don was dejected and devastated.

"I'll go and inform the warrior brothers first," Lu Mingfei got up to inform the soldiers who stayed in the Holy Blood Pavilion to do the restoration of the sculpture, and asked them to use the communication device to inform the brothers on the Mother of Tears.

Soon, under the leadership of the company commander Krans, the excited weepers were transported from the battleship to the Hall of the Holy Blood, to help celebrate the "Ascension Day" and "Holy Rees Day" in the Katos brothers' hometown.

Although the Weepers' Power Armor is painted in bright yellow, it doesn't mean that they hate red, on the contrary, they are very happy to decorate the Holy Blood Pavilion with various red decorations, and some even improvise works of art.

Then there was the preparation of the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner, in which there was no shortage of fresh vegetables and meat, and the cafeteria soon delivered a batch of fresh ingredients, including the flour dough needed to make dumplings, which, according to Fingal's Wikipedia search, is a must-go part of the Spring Festival.

For the children of Saint Lies, making dumplings is no more difficult than playing the piano, carving, painting and other artistic creations, after watching the process, even wearing seemingly bulky power armor, the weepers have completed one standard shape dumpling after another with great efficiency;

There were even warriors who wanted to carve portraits of His Majesty the Emperor and Holy Leves on dumplings, but they gave up considering that these dumplings were meant to be eaten and might be a bit heretical;

But this still brought a great shock to the Japanese beautiful girl group who started and Fingal and Lao Tang, who made dumplings in a miserable shape.

Lu Mingfei looked at the hot scene below from the viewing platform on the second floor of the hall, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl slightly.

"I vaguely remember that there was also this food in the place where I was, and the meat was wrapped in dough and roasted over a fire...... It's a lot bigger, though. ”

A voice sounded in his ears, and the boy with a calm expression didn't know when he appeared behind Lu Mingfei, and there were stars in his eyes that were disillusioned.

"Your Majesty."

Lu Mingfei hurriedly knelt down and saluted.

The boy nodded.

"Your Majesty...... Would you like to celebrate this holiday with us? Looking at the emperor's will that suddenly appeared, Lu Mingfei asked with hope.

"I'm just a piece of humanity and can't celebrate anything, Katos," the boy shook his head, "don't care about me. Celebrate this rare peace with your brothers. ”

His figure slowly faded and finally disappeared in place, as if it had never been there.

……

In addition to dumplings, the Japanese beautiful girl troupe, who are proficient in the cooking skills of various countries, also presented a sumptuous Chinese New Year's Eve dinner for an entire company of weeping soldiers, and the weeper soldiers also gave these children gifts with their own holy reliet figurines, small pendants and other objects.

The Spring Festival Gala program is also performed by the Japanese Girl Troupe, before being sent to the Kassel Academy to "serve" Lu Mingfei, they are all talented star contestants in Japan, although they can't fully play because of the limitations of the stage, but their dance performances are indeed pleasing to the eye, and the vice principal has sneaked into the Holy Blood Hall more than once, which is called "investigation";

After that, the weeping warriors took over the stage, and the performances ranged from the singing and chanting of "Ode to the Holy Lies" and "The Soul of the Weepers", to the martial arts competition of the Holy Blood Angel Sword Dance, the fierce sword fighting of warriors, and finally to the tactical exercise "Hunting the Blackheart Huron......

The wonderful programs staged in turn made the girls' eyes shine brightly, their faces were red, and their palms couldn't stop, and Fingal and Old Tang were even more amazed, "To see such a wonderful performance as Astarte, even if you die, it's worth the ticket price"——

By the way, the two who proposed to celebrate the Spring Festival didn't do much tonight, except to eat and watch.

"Boom, boom, boom!"

A deafening roar suddenly sounded outside the Holy Blood Hall, and Astarte, who was weeping in all the halls, immediately became serious and solemn after hearing the sound: "There has been an enemy attack!" ”

All the warriors immediately made a battle posture, the unarmored warriors protected the overwhelmed children, and the armored warriors pulled out their blasters like fortresses and blocked the front of the hall at any time ready to meet the enemy, and the iron-blooded killing aura instantly extinguished the festive atmosphere of the talent.

Just when the atmosphere was at a moment's notice, the alchemy sergeant weakly raised his hand:

"Don't be nervous, don't panic...... This is my 'auspicious four' fireworks outside, I want to surprise you. ”

Lu Mingfei glared at him angrily, and quickly translated it in Gothic to appease the soldiers' vigilant attitude towards the enemy.

"Fireworks?"

Most of the fighters were a little puzzled -

In the nearly 100 years of the Atonement Expedition, they had hardly stopped for long in the Imperial World and had seen festive fireworks, and when such a deafening sound sounded, they would only subconsciously think that it was a dangerous enemy attack.

There was another series of loud noises, and all the warriors walked out of the Holy Blood Pavilion on alert, and saw bunches of fireworks dragging the dazzling firelight into the night sky to bloom, and the bright light illuminated the night sky, and the gorgeous fireworks of different colors seemed to be elves (aliens?). Dancing in the air, the blooming light reflected the faces of the warriors full of wonder and joy.

This is not an explosion, nor artillery, nor a bombardment in battle, there is no blood and screams, only the embodiment of beauty and warmth. The weepers silently stopped in place and looked up at the bright fireworks, as if they wanted to remember these beautiful moments in their hearts.

"For the Emperor! For the sake of Holy Leth! For the people we protect and cherish! ”

A flame was ignited in the hearts of the warriors, burning slowly, and at the same time, these sights strengthened their determination to protect the humanity of the empire for the emperor, and they roared loudly, the sound of which was drowned out by the fireworks.

Lu Mingfei looked at this scene, and a feeling of indescribability surged in his heart, and soon after, these warriors would return to that dark and war-filled universe again, to face those bulls, ghosts, snakes, and gods who had mutilated human beings and fought bloodily with them.

He prayed for the warriors, hoping that the weepers would hold on and not be engulfed by the terrible darkness that had engulfed the galaxy.

Suddenly, he seemed to hear a familiar voice, but when he turned his head, he couldn't see the other party's figure, only the whispers remaining in the air proved that someone had sent his blessing to these noble and venerable warriors:

"Happy New Year, warriors I am still looking forward to."