Chapter 192: God’s birthday

As soon as the sky was dawn, I rubbed my eyes and got up excitedly. I opened the door. The room was empty, with only the half-cold breakfast left on the table, and a smiling face that looked like Vila was carefully drawn with jam on it.

Alas, it’s really mindful, what are the two little girls, Viras and Sarah, doing recently?

Amid the little ghost's pride of getting up, I pressed her on the bed and tossed for a while, and made her robe messy and flushed, and she got up with no strength. If it weren't for the rare birthday of God, I would even have the idea of ​​eating this plump and delicious little ghost.

There is no way, Vilas lives next door, and she washes the bed every day, so she hasn't found a chance to eat the little ghost these days. It's a pity.

God seemed very happy, too. When he went outside, the sun was dazzling, the weather was clear, and even the wind was a little more comfortable than usual.

I thought I got up early, but I didn't expect that as soon as I went out, I was shocked by the crowded scene - these people had been squatting on the street since last night, even though I knew it once every three years, I didn't expect that the residents of Roger Camp would pay so much attention to God's birthday.

Of course, the more people, the more lively it is, and it is only good for me. Alice, the little ghost who is not big, has already cheered in the necklace. If it weren't for not being willing to appear in front of others, she would have jumped out of the deserted necklace and rushed into the crowd.

The atmosphere in the entire Roger camp was undoubtedly the lively children running on the streets that were more excited than the little ghosts. They were wearing brand new clothes. On the birthday of God, whether rich or poor families would prepare a new set of lilac clothes for their children. They were really poor and could not afford even the roughest linen, and they would grit their teeth. Cut the original pieces of clothes and then piece them together to show "new clothes" - the mothers of these poor families were all good cuts, and although the remade clothes were a bit old, they were also very decent.

Therefore, the streets changed the poor scenes in the past. All the children in new clothes were running and quarrels, which really added a lot of festival scenes.

The donations of adventurers, in addition to retaining part of the funds for the next three years, will be taken out, part of which will be rewarded with tens of thousands of soldiers guarding the Roger camp. Each of these soldiers can be divided into 3 to 5 gold coins, and a part will be used to fund particularly poor families. Many families rely on the three-year God's birthday to support and their own labor to barely make their family live, so God's birthday has extraordinary significance to them.

In the last part, one of them will be spent on the sacrifice. The rest of the gold coins are exchanged for food and other things - after all, for the not-so-rich residents of Roger, food is far more important than other entertainment.

These foods will be distributed for free in specific places and at specific places. Of course, each person is only allowed to receive one point. No one will re-collect or lie and take more. Do some small actions on the Holy God's birthday. That is a blasphemy sin, and in the eyes of civilians. God still has great prestige.

Walking on the crowded Roger Street, I watched excitedly - the entire Roger fence was hung with many colorful flags and ribbons. After the birthday of God, these things can still be used, either sold, or given to poor families and rewarded those who contributed.

In addition, residents with relatively wealthy living also tied a few colorful satin cloth to the roof of their wooden houses or tents. They took out some surplus food and wine from the house to entertain the passing residents, especially those naughty children.

Poor families will collect some flowers in the wild to decorate their own small homes, either bright or simple. After being decorated with skillful girls, they will have a unique flavor.

These things that were not decorative in the original world now make me feel a festive atmosphere that is even more grand than New Year's Eve. I really don't know if it's happy or sad.

The merchants set up the stalls early and shouted loudly. The more lively stalls were surrounded by three floors inside and three floors outside. This was the best business opportunity they waited for every three years. The residents also put down all their work, and the children and adults from nearby villages rushed over before dawn. The Roger camp, which could accommodate hundreds of thousands of people, suddenly became crowded.

Teams of patrol teams passed by. The more the festival was, the more busy their work was. On the birthday of God, tens of thousands of soldiers in the entire Roger camp would be dispatched together. In addition to being responsible for the vigilance of the outside world, they were just to coordinate the order in the camp. However, they did not feel disappointed because they could not participate in the festival, but were particularly serious. They also had a happy smile on their faces. It should be that today is a rare "payday for a raise". You can buy some good things at night, let your family have a meal, and maybe you can make some better fabrics and add some clothes to your wife and children.

"It's beginning, it's beginning..."

As we were walking, suddenly there was a surge in the crowd, and the temperature around us suddenly rose several degrees. The already crowded space was moving faster, and it felt like the crowd was rushing towards the same place.

"The sacrifice is about to begin, hurry up..."

A child who was squeezed by me suddenly realized that it was.

I have heard a lot of sacrifices in the dark world from Alice (don't forget that she is the authentic alternative saint), so I want to go and find out in person, but now there is a big trouble. There are so many people on the street. If I squeeze over with the body of my transferee, I will be fine, but those civilians are very likely to end up with a fracture.

Soon, other adventurers gave me the answer, and they saw them jumping around the trees like ninjas in the comics, avoiding the crowded streets and moving forward easily towards the church, but...

"oops……"

Two adventurers who crashed in the air told us with facts that shortcuts are dangerous and you need to choose with caution.

“Oh…”

The person who made the voice was a female assassin. In order to avoid a car crash, she swung the rope on her hand, hooked another big tree, and then passed over like a mountain of ape.

"Sir..."

Unfortunately, this place is not a primitive deep forest, where does such a high land tree come from? This petite lady Taishan has a gorgeous butt that sparks from the earth.

"My little saint, why not come out and watch it together."

For this cute and pitiful little ghost, I no longer know how to express my feelings.

"Woo~~" The little ghost's troubling cry came from inside.

"Don't worry, no one can see it here."

I knew her concerns, so I chose a place with lush leaves, from which I could clearly see the church square, but the people under the tree could not see through.

The little ghost cautiously emerged half of his body, looked around, and found that it was indeed very secret, and then stretched out his entire white and translucent body.

"You little guy." I held Alice's fragrant ketone body in my arms and took a sip on her lips in a doting way.

"Woo~~, I knew you, a big pervert, would do something bad-"

The little ghost sighed helplessly in my arms, but obediently curled his soft and fragrant body into my arms, moving it to a more comfortable position.

Soon, the sacrifice began with people's expectation. The sacrifice in the dark world is a bit like the Western Christian mass in the original world. It is divided into four rituals, the beginning ceremony, the ritual of the Holy Way, the ritual of the Holy Sacrifice, and the ritual of the ritual. Each ritual is divided into several steps.

For someone like me who is big and big, I am the biggest, this kind of ceremony is really a bit cumbersome. The little ghost looked relish at the beginning, but after watching it for a while, it was boring.

I didn't think it was standing next to the Saint before, but now it seems that this ritual is really annoying. She took a cute nap and rubbed her eyes. She was like a kitten basking in the sun, and she squinted in my arms.

I yawned all the time, no wonder many adventurers looked so indifferent, they turned out to be so boring.

It was not until noon that the final ceremony was completed. As long as the saint was finished singing the sacred chant, the entire ritual would be completed.

I rubbed my sleepy eyes and tried to cheer up. The fake saint who was selected was wearing a pure white robe that was much more gorgeous than Alice's white robe since the Mass. She knelt in front of the cross. Except for knowing that she was petite and seemed to be just a thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl, she couldn't see what she looked like. Now she can finally see her true face.

"You are really 'persistent' with the word saint."

Alice's big silver eyes had opened at some point, and she looked at me in trouble and said, the thin mist condensed in her eyes seemed to be protesting, "Are you not satisfied with me?"

Cough, just like girls always look forward to the prince charming, how can this little ghost understand the romantic saint complex of men?

"Wow—" I almost fell head-on.

"Wow!! Why are you doing it??"

The little ghost curled up in my arms was frightened and hugged my neck tightly. The tender cherry lips almost touched the corners of my lips and complained.

But I could no longer enjoy this unintentional eroticism. I pointed to the saint in white who was turning around and trembled.
Chapter completed!