In order to ensure the fairness of this project, Archon Miriam specially sent civil servants to make random inquiries in the square to make records.

As a result, the records of the morning were collected and summarized, and the vote rate of the Silver Moon Pride Group's booth was far ahead, and the other four booths combined were not as high as them.

It turns out that there are some things that the masses like to see in any world, and the inspired Mrs. Shui has already begun to plan whether to hold an "underwear show" or something at the next big event, and then the other girls unanimously denied it.

As far as the status of women on the continent is concerned, this fashion show is already the limit of what can be shown.

Dig deeper, it's easy to get the concept of pornography, although this kind of development is not a bad thing for the clothing business of the Water Lady, but everyone is from the civilized world, and if you really want to start involving this gray field, forget it.

After all, they are not short of money.

However, this fashion show also has a ridiculous derivative result, that is, after the end of the catwalk in the morning, Lao Huo inexplicably received several large orders, all from the northern businessmen who came to Scarlet Fort to lick Count Andre to participate in the Holy Blood Festival by the way, and they saw business opportunities.

Then, Mrs. Water had to deal with those orders with a headache.

She found that most of the orders were "desert style" dancer costumes, and it was almost impossible to know what those "otherworldly styles" were going to buy back for those northern guys.

"Iniquity!"

Mrs. Shui rubbed her forehead helplessly.

However, several of her apprentice tailors, who are about to leave their apprentices, are overjoyed by these orders, and with the current business model of Translasia, they get so many orders that mean that they can be noticed by the administrative department, which is also a big deal for "foreign exchange" after all.

After the end of the catwalk in the morning, the atmosphere of the Holy Blood Festival that has been heated up has pushed the residents of the city to linger in several other booths, in addition to the storytellers of the Big Bird Troupe, the "Charity Gambling King Competition" on Lao Huo's side was also held as scheduled, because there were free drinks, which really attracted the favor of a group of old gamblers.

Scarlet Fort usually prohibits gambling, and the semi-official Blood Rat Gang can only play gambling on the big gladiatorial days of the Fight Club, and now that they finally have ten days to let go, these itchy guys can't wait to stay at the gambling table twenty-four hours a day.

It's certainly dissonant.

However, in the context of the Holy Blood Day, both the Administration Office and the first batch of sheriffs trained by His Excellency Kudell chose to turn a blind eye.

Boisterous!

This is the feeling brought by the first day of the Holy Blood Festival, and even the officers on duty of the Plantagenet Pioneer Regiment who participated in the festival in a low-key manner have to admit that today's Scarlet Fort already has a little bit of a big city climate.

"The two catwalks in the morning were really exciting."

Major Ron, who wore a hat to cover his large bald hairstyle, squeezed his eyes and said to Fraser beside him:

"Our awesome boys are stupid, and I also saw Bob and a few of them running to get close while the models were resting, only to be kicked out by the mountain people security in Treasure Bay, shame.

They weren't so hungry when they were at home, so why were they exposed here? ”

"Because I haven't seen it, Ron."

Colonel Fraser had come to the celebration today from the perspective of a "traveler" and a "writer", dressed very elegantly and with a very sensual beret on his head.

While observing the reactions of the crowd in the celebration of the Holy Blood Festival around him, he said to the adjutant beside him slowly:

"Something you haven't seen is the most eye-catching, and if it has a deep cultural connotation, then you will naturally be attracted to it when you first see it.

I'll admit that there was a hint of lust on the Translancian catwalk, but I must also admit that the two very different styles of clothes that the girls wore this morning were anything but haphazard.

The costumes in all shapes represent a culture we haven't seen before.

Especially the clothes worn by those female warriors, without a certain amount of civilization precipitation, it is impossible to design such a perfect style to set off the feminine style of women.

We can no longer look at the Translancians with the same old eyes.

Governor Murphy is injecting some spiritual strength into his people, who were once called barbarians. ”

"You're so mysterious, but I can probably understand your feelings."

Major Ron smiled and said:

"Because you've never seen a ruthless character like Archon Miriam, you've been attracted to her the first time you met her, and then tasted the most bitter defeat of your life."

"Shut up."

Colonel Fraser scolded:

"Go play your craft, isn't there a charity gambling king contest over there? I've heard that all the proceeds from this contest will be used to donate to the construction of local orphanages and homes for the elderly, so why don't you compete with the Translancians?

I think if General Soros knew that his son had become the gambling king of Transancia, you would have more than one leg broken the next time you came home. ”

"I'm not afraid!"

Major Ron laughed and said:

"Because of our victory at Plaguetown, and for the first time in history, my father praised my courage in a letter, and it seems that our victory in the swamp has really earned the old fellows face. Forget it, I won't tell you, I'll try my luck.

Don't look for me these days, I'll go back to the barracks after the rest is over, and it's just a vacation for me. ”

After saying that, the major patted Fraser on the shoulder, turned around and ran to the registration location of the King of Gamblers, and several junior officers followed him to join in the fun.

Fraser shook his head, he didn't blame his subordinates for having fun.

Now is the period of recuperation, after the battle in the swamps is over, the officers who participated in the battle are given half a month's vacation, some of them return home from the Cato area, and the rest of the officers are to take turns in charge of the construction of the advance camp.

The experience in the swamp was already a terrible torture for these young people, and it was a little fun to vent their fatigue and anguish at the moment, after all, they were going to face the black plague next.

Moreover, he himself gave himself a few days off, didn't he?

With this in mind, Colonel Fraser spent a lot of time recording the details of the Holy Blood Day.

He was going to record what he had seen and heard on this day in his travelogue during the war years, so that the people of the Plantagenet Kingdom could better understand what kind of people their neighbors were through his description.

Fraser felt that this was absolutely necessary, and he could not let his country go blindfolded against Translasia, which was rising in a special way.

And this unique Holy Blood Festival is indeed very interesting, surrounded by those people with smiles on their faces, so that the colonel also has a rare experience of complete relaxation.

He spent a moment in the crowd and listened to Jie Chong's lecture on "The Legend of the White Knight", and he enjoyed listening to it and rewarded him with a few silver coins, although the stories told by Jie Chong were all from the perspective of Avalon's sincerity, secretly ridiculing the various inhuman beings of the Plantagenet Kingdom during the ten years of war.

Then I ran to the booth of the student party and listened to the young people in fancy clothes shouting strange exotic songs.

Although most of them were not appreciated by the Colonel, he had to admit that a few of them did hit a soft corner of his heart perfectly.

After all, when you fall out of love, you have to listen to love songs.

When noon came, the colonel rubbed his already protesting belly and followed the flow of people to the famous restaurant "Dongshan Ju" in the business district.

But there is a big promotion here today, which is overcrowded.

Fraser had wanted to experience the delicious taste of Transancia that had gone viral recently, but he lost interest when he saw the long queue.

He took a random stall on the side of the street and ordered a bowl of supposedly excellent beef noodles and a few side dishes, and sat there watching the crowd come and go around him, until the steaming noodles were served, and the Colonel picked up his fork and prepared to eat it.

And then

"I think I should report to the sheriff that there is a 'foreign spy' among us who is looking at some of the details of the Crimson Keep with a bad eye so that he can take it back to his dwarven marshal for a reward."

A familiar voice sounded in front of Frazier, causing the colonel, who had rolled up the noodles and was about to put them in his mouth, to look up in astonishment, and saw Miriam, dressed in ordinary clothes, sitting across from him with a smile and asking for a bowl of noodles.

Looking at the sugar gourd in her hand, you can know that the consul probably gave himself a holiday this morning.

"Wouldn't you feel embarrassed if you sat back so suddenly?"

The colonel kept eating noodles with a fork, and replied with a straight face.

Although he tried to maintain his demeanor, the awkwardness in his heart was still difficult to eliminate, and compared to him, Archon Miriam was much more generous.

She ate a sugar gourd, glanced at Fraser, and said:

"My dear senior, don't act like a child.

You and I both went to school in Port Chardo, and you should know the open atmosphere there, I was very rustic at the time so I didn't experience it, but I also know that many boys don't have the same grace as you after a failed courtship and treat me like an enemy. ”

"I'm not, I'm not."

The colonel took a bite of the hot and spicy noodles, and the spicy taste caught him off guard, and he didn't know if it was the spicy taste inhaled by his delicate nose, which made him almost cry when he coughed.

"Not really! Don't think about it, this noodle is too spicy, why are you Transansians so strong! ”

Fraser made a joke and explained while wiping his bad face with a handkerchief:

"My demeanor doesn't allow me to hiss too hot, give me some water."

"Hahaha, you're really embarrassed."

Miriam smiled and handed over the glass of water she had with her, and the Colonel, not realizing the Archon's careful eye, twisted the lid and took a sip, only to be made worse by the hot water in the thermos.

When it was spicy, it was so sour and refreshing that it was so sour that Fraser even poked his tongue out.

"Eat this, it will help you."

Miriam pulled a small tin box out of her pocket, picked up a mint candy from it and handed it to the colonel.

This is also the "filial piety" of the little players, her "local specialty", the fruit candy made with local mint.

She loved the flavor.

After Fraser had finally calmed down, Miriam skillfully rolled up the noodles with chopsticks and said to Colonel Fraser, who was watching her:

"I must say, I overreacted that night, Frazier, I just came up suddenly, and felt like you were humiliating me with the bloodline, but I have no ill will towards you personally, you are a good person in every sense of the word, that is indisputable."

"I know, my reaction afterwards was rude."

The colonel sighed, and he said:

"After Becky's guidance, I realized that the biggest mistake I made was to use a bloodline that you never cared about to negate what you had worked so hard to achieve.

I've thought about it in the swamp, and if I were faced with that kind of situation, I'm afraid I'd just draw my sword.

It was truly an insult to my friend's personality, and the worst and stupidest thing I've ever done since I was a child, and I must apologize to you for the fact that the swamp war delayed my actions. ”

"It's not that exaggerated."

Miriam ate a few mouthfuls of noodles, and she drank her water with satisfaction, and then she said to the colonel in a huff:

"You've reacted gently compared to the bullying I faced at Chardo, Frazier, I know what you want, but I must tell you that you're moving too fast, perhaps because you've never been a chaser in emotional matters.

But my advice to you is to take your time.

It doesn't matter if it's me, or it's Becky's side. ”

"Huh?"

The Colonel looked at the consul in astonishment, and said:

"You mean I still have a chance?"

"Not necessarily."

Miriam smiled implicitly and said:

"At least I haven't had any plans for that in the last few years, the whole of Transncia is there, and I don't have much time to pay attention to the changes in my private life. I think you are the same, you should chase your career in a good time, after all, you still have so much family business waiting for you to inherit. ”

"That's right."

Fraser nodded, picked up a noodle and put it in his mouth, then shook his head and sighed:

"The taste of Translancia is too hot for me to handle right now."

"Well, I feel like you're making a pun, you disrespectful of women."

Miriam snorted and said:

"But I don't care about that, is there anything else to do after eating later? If not, come with me somewhere, and I know that the warriors have secretly prepared a gift for Governor Murphy. I think it's going to be interesting, are you going to see it? ”

"Of course, I'm in the process of organizing material for my second travelogue."

The colonel laughed, patted his bag, and said:

"Now there's a need for more interesting things to fill the story."

"I advise you not to rejoice too soon."

Miriam took a sip of water, rolled her eyes, and said:

"Because I also invited Becky Pie"

"This"

The colonel's face suddenly became bitter.

With what he knew about Becky, the straight-tempered knight lady probably wouldn't be as gentle as Miriam's to reconcile with him.

Indeed, when Miriam rushed to the Vulture Corridor with Frazier, Becky, dressed in light armor, jumped up happily and waved at Miriam, but when she saw Frazier, she immediately pulled down her face and clenched her fists.

"What are you doing here?"

Becky scolded:

"Do you have to beat you up?"

"No, I'm just here to collect footage."

The colonel replied weakly:

"I don't have any idea of challenge, Bikie, according to your wishes, I have already written the divorce letter and sent it back to the family, and in half a month, we will have no relationship."

"Hey, that's pretty much it."

Miss Knight was finally satisfied.

She happily took Miriam's wrist and walked down the corridor, Fraser following behind like a little henchman, looking helpless.

Thinking about the upside, at least I wasn't beaten by Becky.

Well, that's the big win of the day!

The three of them soon arrived in the Hall of the Heirs of the Cloister, where the "Feast of the Blood" repertoire was being staged, in which vampire-ruled people presented gifts to their rulers for celebration.

In the past, it was just a formality, but this year it's different.

Lady Trace, who sat at the top, was so happy to look at the boxes of fine wine that were being served.

These were all "gifts" from the people of various residential areas, and even the ancestral woodland sent drinks, which were personally delivered by the Holy Grail Knight Valand of the mountain people, as a sign of submission to the mountain people.

However, when it was the turn of the young players to give gifts, the situation changed subtly.

Because the object of their gift was not Grand Duke Tracey, but Governor Murphy, and when Murphy, who was sitting next to Trace, saw the little player with a strange smile and happily carried a box forward, he noticed that something seemed to be wrong.

And when the Master of Broken Knife, who was the presenter, personally lifted the red cloth covering the box and took out one of the items, Murphy couldn't hold back at all.

His eyes twitched as he looked at the katana wrapped in white cloth in the Broken Knife Master's hand, and the lifelike food stall chair made of wood behind him.

These bastards also deliberately hollowed out the chair and made it into the exact form of a "evil thing" in Murphy's memory.

What's even more interesting is that Brother Mao next to him is still holding a blue leather windbreaker and a set of combat clothes that are almost 100% restored.

This guy even thoughtfully prepared a pair of long riding boots.

"Great Lord Murphy, allow me to present you with our gifts on the feast of the Holy Blood on behalf of all the Gentiles! These three things represent our blessings for your good luck! ”

The Broken Knife Master held the sword in his hand and shouted in the reaction of the players around him who laughed like crazy:

"This sword 'Enma', the suit 'Black Knight', and most importantly 'Throne'. In our world, these three things represent endless power!

We dedicate a replica of it to you, representing our sincere wishes to you.

Please accept our gift. ”

Murphy grimaced.

He looked at the three things in front of him with a subtle look, especially the evil chair of the "big ward" that made people unstrained.

He could feel the players around him watching him.

Everyone is waiting for the noble mainstory NPCs to react to these three gifts.

As a dog planner, how can he let his cute little players feel disappointed?

So in full view of everyone, Master Murphy stood up, reached out and took the sword handed by the Broken Knife Master, and pulled out a third of it, and at this moment he really wanted to pick up this thing and cut down the damn blacksmith in front of him.

But in the end, Murphy just stepped forward and stroked the white dining chair, and he whispered:

"What kind of Pawa is this?"

"! How can it be so divinely restored? ”

The players around him were shocked, and then immediately grabbed the calculation orb and clicked to take pictures, seeing them so happy, the corners of Murphy's mouth also sneered.

Very good!

If you're happy, it's time for the governor to be "happy."

"Huh"

Murphy pulled open the white dining chair and sat on it, staring at the crowd in front of him with the Enma Sword in both hands, and said:

"So, let the warriors challenge, let's begin!"

(End of chapter)