Chapter 193: Vilas’s Song

No wonder Sarah has been disappearing these days. No wonder Lal and the others acted mysteriously when I asked them about it. Damn it, am I the only one who doesn’t know?

However, I no longer have time to be angry. I put on a pure white robe and showed a holy and noble expression. Her beautiful appearance, holy aura, and Sarah, who is more beautiful than an angel, have already captured my eyes tightly.

Attracted.

"What... it turned out to be just a temporary selection. The posture is incorrect and the expression is too stiff. And what's with that gorgeous white robe? As a saint, there is no need for such vulgar decorations."

The little ghost's tone was so sour that it made one's teeth weak.

Khan, I don’t know who was always envious of that beautiful white robe at the beginning, and was still complaining that the monastery of his time was too shabby, and was reluctant to spend money on a better robe. Why has his tone changed so much now?

How soon?

I pressed the little ghost hard into my arms and kissed her on the forehead, and she calmed down sourly.

In the center of the square, little Sarah had slowly begun to sing. Through magic amplification, the sweet and holy melody echoed faintly over the entire Rogge camp, and could be clearly heard even ten kilometers away.

I held my breath and let the familiar and smooth melody linger in my ears. What Sarah was singing now turned out to be Alice's song "Avelina's Redemption", although it was far less vivid and natural than what Alice sang.

, it should be said that Alice has transcended the ordinary realm. It is the holiness that penetrates the soul, and the feeling of integrating the song with herself. It is simply not comparable to the current Sarah.

After all, Alice has been singing for thousands of years, and her predecessor was also a genuine candidate for a saint. As far as Sarah's current performance is concerned, if she just learned it during this period, her performance is already very good, at least there is no out of tune.

place, and her innate angelic temperament and appearance also add a lot of color to this song.

Alice in her arms moved slightly.

"Hmph, your singing is just so-so. It looks like you will outshine me in the near future, wuwu~~"

She raised her head unwillingly, her big silver eyes locked on me with flickering eyes.

"Ha. She's still in trouble now." I smoothed the moon-colored hair of this wayward little ghost.

"Wow!! You didn't deny it, you didn't deny what I said, right? Woo~~"

Alice was sensitive to the loopholes in my words, looked at me with sinister eyes, and was planning some revenge plan in her mind.

Beautifully, Aveline's redemption finally ended with Sarah's low groan. She raised her little pink head a little excitedly, and her big crimson eyes rolled around. She didn't know what kind of invisible substance was there.

Trend. Her eyes suddenly fell on the tree where I was hiding, she showed a sweet smile, and then walked down gracefully and slowly.

What a magical little girl, how did she discover me? For Sarah's seemingly telepathic glance, my heart was naturally filled with joy, as if it was oozing with honey.

The ceremony ended. However, many people did not disperse. Only the children who could not sit still and the vendors who wanted to continue their business at their stalls left in a hurry. About half of the crowd gathered around left. But the whole scene was

It was still very lively, and the hot breath and turbid air filled the entire square. I began to feel wise for my choice to be in the tree, at least the air here was fresher.

That's right, what follows is a performance that lasts for several hours, just like New Year's Eve in the original world. Some of the actors are prostitutes from the women's street, and the mages from the Mages Guild will also perform their special magic. In addition,

In addition, there are also some performers from the common people, such as several nb aunties who perform their superb tailoring skills, and another example - Vilas!!

I knew that Sarah, a little angel, was playing the role of a saint, and when I thought about the sneaky looks of these two people, Willas, who has a good singing voice, would definitely not be left behind. She must have been doing this these past few days.

While busy, when I thought of this, I felt relieved, but I couldn't help but feel angry at their concealment. I must train them well after the God's Birthday is over.

As always, these performances are just like the Spring Festival Gala. They are not attractive at all to me, a traveler in another world. If I didn't want to see Vilas appear, I would have gone shopping at the stalls.

The little girl Alice looked at it with great interest. Thinking about how this little girl has stayed in such a boring ghost place for thousands of years, I couldn't help but look at her with pity and softly exclaimed in the little ghost's incomprehensible eyes.

Hu's little head was patted.

After taking a nap, the performance came to an end unknowingly. It seemed that Vilas was going to be at the back for the finale, and I couldn't help but look forward to it even more.

Finally, after the six aunts performed together for five minutes, they used a few scattered pieces of fabric to sew a decent coat for six lucky spectators on the spot. After receiving warm applause from everyone, a young female mage in black robe, eh?

She looks a bit familiar. Isn't she the plump female mage who held a baby in the tent during the last fund-raising event and was dubbed the plump female mage with big breasts and no breasts by the jealous old woman Kasha? Look at her youth and beauty.

With her appearance, and the turbulent three-dimensional vibration under the mage's robe, I can understand the indignation of other women.

This busty female mage was probably playing the role of emcee. In the eyes of everyone, she walked onto the stage with a red face and spoke hesitantly.

"Then... Next is... the last... of this God's Birthday performance. It is the... um... apprentice of our Mage Guild, and... also... the... exclusive... of Mr. Wu... Wu Fan.

Maid, Willas from Vi...Vitas Village."

Hey, hey, hey, I said, there is a sentence in it that is redundant.

"Hmph..., hum..., my exclusive maid!"

The little ghost in my arms raised his head and looked at me angrily.

"Don't listen to her nonsense, Vilas is just my apprentice." I said nonsense righteously.

"Hmph..., hum..., our Lord Wu Fan, does he also need a dedicated saint?"

The little ghost who has been tending to be a witch lately is circling my chest with her tender little fingers. Her lips are slightly swollen and she is breathing next to my ear, and her slippery soft tongue is inadvertently gliding on my neck.

Pass.

Has this little ghost been trained too much recently? My breathing suddenly became heavier, and my whole mind was occupied by the extremely charming little ghost, and I was about to nod my head in a daze.

No, I bit my tongue quickly. There must be some cute little plot going on in the little ghost's mind, and I couldn't easily trick her. At this time, a burst of cheers came over, and I quickly took the opportunity to get rid of the little ghost's charm and pretended.

He looked over blankly.

"Wow! I was ignored." The little ghost pouted and hummed, wanting to fight with me, but you are still far from good.

And my eyes have been attracted by the noise. Why do those people in my eyes look so familiar? I opened my eyes and saw that I was dizzy. Probably tens of thousands of villagers from Vitas Village gathered there, including my good friend Vilas.

, Elura, who is famous in Rogge Camp for her "small breasts", also appears in it. It's been a long time since she saw her.

And Vilas's grandfather, Butu, the elder of Vitas Village, would always say to everyone he met, "Look, my precious granddaughter Vilas will be on the field next." Then he would giggle happily and keep sweating.

, it’s really a huge support group.

A refreshing cool breeze from the grassland blew by. It gently caressed the green leaves on the trees and blew over everyone's faces. The turbid air in the square was cleared. The fragrance that penetrated into the heart made everyone calm down and feel safe.

Enjoy the physical and mental purification brought by this refreshing breeze.

Then, Veras, dressed in a white robe, walked out slowly like an elf in the breeze.

This is Veras that I have never seen before. She has always been wearing a black dress with a snow-white lace apron on the outside and a big bow tied at the back. It is said that when Veras left, she used to

The owner of the bar where she worked shed tears and gave her two sets of maid uniforms as a gift (what kind of boss is this?), and Vilas seemed to be used to working in such clothes.

But what she is wearing now is a snow-white robe. The decent tailoring perfectly highlights the exquisite feminine curves of her upper body. The blue collar is high and wide, almost completely covering up her fair skin.

The beautiful neck was covered. The waist was tied with a blue ribbon, and a cute slip knot was tied tightly at the back, making her waist look slimmer. The hem of the robe was slit on both sides and slightly separated in the middle, almost

It hangs down to the feet, wearing a snow-white long skirt.

In addition, if you look carefully, it turns out that this white robe is actually short-sleeved. There is also a white lining inside the white robe. The lining reveals a pair of wide sleeves from the inside of the white robe, which makes Veras white and slender.

The arms are partially covered, and the wide cuffs, the edge of the white robe, and the skirt of the long skirt are all embroidered with beautiful red lace. The exquisite and delicate workmanship of the entire dress can make even the best tailors marvel.

In my opinion, Vilas's outfit has obvious ethnic characteristics. Judging from the surprised and curious eyes of other people, compared with the expressions of only the villagers of Vitas Village who were full of admiration and admiration, but did not show any surprise at all.

Just know.

I can't take my eyes away from that snow-white beauty. In terms of appearance alone, Vilas is indeed slightly inferior to several other girls I know, but her whiteness, her gentleness, her simplicity, her elegance

, her strength... is like the Ogura orchid dotted in a garden in full bloom with exotic flowers. Maybe your eyes will always be attracted by other elegant or gorgeous flowers, but it does not mean that you ignore her.

You have become accustomed to her existence. Once you lose her, you will find that the entire garden has lost its color and soul.

Yes, she is such a girl who can blend into your life and your soul unconsciously and become an indispensable part of you.

A long time later, the people of Rogge Camp will still call Vilas the "Flower of the Prairie". Only residents living in the prairie will understand the beauty of those flowers that can grow on the monotonous and harsh grassland; even if

He is the most rude barbarian, and he also choked out the sentence "Snowflakes on the top of Mount Arreat", "When I saw her, I suddenly thought of the pure white snow-capped mountains in my hometown." A barbarian with reddish eyes said with

Clumsy language expression.

From the moment Vilas walked out until she stood in the middle of the high stage, the entire square was quiet. Hundreds of thousands of people only breathed slightly, and no one spoke. In the gentle breeze,

Willas stood quietly in the center, looking a little embarrassed. She gently stroked the neat black hair hanging on her chest with her right hand, and the small ornaments hanging on it made a "ding-a-ling" sound.

The clear ringtone seemed to give her strength, and her expression became solemn in vain.

Without the aid of musical instruments or musical accompaniment, the sad and confused moving melody seemed to penetrate people's souls, instantly transporting me into a war-torn real world.

Crying in the blood-red night; life disappearing in an instant; what exactly do you hope for;

(Between dreams and reality; between the past and the future; in this war-torn world; I am wandering aimlessly)

Your unattainable wish has turned into an endless heartbeat; your sigh is like a sad sigh; like a flame roaring with all its strength;

The crimson moon is gradually approaching; the sky also burns into a pool of blood; even though it declares that it cannot be redeemed;

Your eyes give me strength

Until I can control the future, I wish to fight endlessly in this life

(Only the words that have disappeared long ago; the truth is engraved in the heart; towards the fictitious paradise of the past; say goodbye softly)

The kind prayer in your heart, guided by the moonlight, is illuminated by the light; your joyful wish makes me unable to help but burst into tears.

Emerging in the dark night; even though the blood-red moon announced the end of the world;

no choice

The darkness buried deep in my heart; use this sword to cut it in two;
To be continued...