512.Chapter 510: 509 Groups of Demons Dancing at the Holy Blood Festival of the Young and Old Men’s Joy

Chapter 510 509.The Groups of Devils Dance the Festival of the Sacred Blood the Young and Old Delight in it
Governor Murphy wanted to organize the Holy Blood Festival, the residents of Scarlet Castle naturally raised their hands in favor of it.

If this land of Transylvania, which had been ruled by vampires for 400 years, had anything worthwhile to hold on to in the past, memories of the Holy Blood Festival could definitely be at the top of the list.

It was a time when vampires and humans lived in harmony for only 10 days every year. In fact, the local residents didn’t have a good time during the Festival of the Blood, but compared to the bad situation in normal times, the 10 days of complete relaxation on the physical and spiritual levels every year was especially precious.

It had even developed into a special ritual and tradition in Transylvania.

In other parts of the continent, the most important holiday of the year is not the same, depending on customs and beliefs, but for the Transylvanians, the Feast of the Sacred Blood is the most important!
Despite this year’s disaster, the locals still instinctively decorate their homes and surroundings for the Feast of the Sacred Blood.

This habit greatly aided the planning process of the Administrative Office for the festival, at least Consul Miriam didn’t have to arrange for civil servants to decorate the entire city, but only had to pass on her orders to the “building managers” of the various residential buildings, who were currently more than willing to help out.

The power of the people is always strong, it can undoubtedly create miracles, after only two days, the whole Scarlet Fortress seems to be covered with a layer of “red coat”, the vampires adore the red color.
Vampires respect red decoration, that is the color of blood, and it so happens that red also represents celebration on the player’s side, so for the players, these two days in Scarlet Fortress is just like “New Year” full of joy and agitation.

Huh?
You’re saying you don’t have a New Year’s Eve?
Well, please accept the sincere condolences of the others, rub your head, don’t cry, don’t cry.

Anyway, the festive atmosphere filled up fast in two days, and even the small players who ran to the administration office every day to pick up daily quests to help decorate the city and gather supplies became lighter on their feet.

In addition, the development team also arranged a special “small egg”.

The “Consul’s Appreciation” gift pack given by the daily quest “Festive Aid” will open a set of red robes without any attributes, but very festive, called “Holy Blood Festival Reveler’s Gown”. “The probability of this item is labeled as “small”, but in reality, according to players’ personal experience, it is basically a 100% item that will come out.

Therefore, in the early morning of the third day, all over the Scarlet Fortress, you could see little players wearing red festival gowns running around shouting and yelling.

Basically every neighborhood can see the figure of the player, and in the people spontaneously gathered in the city square is more than enough, actually really have a kind of “main city of the game” feeling, walk there can see standing on the street or non-stop jumping around the guy daze.

The most extreme is the Star Soul Eagle, a great cook plus a martial arts monk.

The “merchant gene” in his bloodline inherited from his elders was undoubtedly activated during this festival, and all the employees of his small restaurant “Dongshanju” were sent out by him, pushing carts full of otherworldly sugar gourds, otherworldly Kanto Boiled Foods, and low-quality candies! The staff of his small restaurant, Dongshanju, were sent out to push carts full of otherworldly candy canes, otherworldly Kantochi, and poorly made candy men through the streets, and to organize a “holiday sale.

The turnover of the first two days has exploded, so that the Star Soul Eagle earns a lot of money, and by the way, happy to mention the Shadow Trail School reprimand, currently serving as the “Shadow Trail Sect Chief Instructor” His Excellency has made it clear that if he does not go to the training today, he will be kicked out of the “core disciples” to the “outer door”. “Outer Sect”.

Under no circumstances, the Star Soul Brother, who earns money to the point of weakness, can only honestly run to accept the training of martial arts monks.

However, his business has not delayed, the four golden flowers in the Miss Shy Flower was invited to come over to guest “boss lady”, today’s proceeds of 60% to her, which persuaded the Shy Flower to run to help.

“Oooooooo, this sugar gourd is so delicious ah, I last ate sugar gourd are a few years ago, hey, really authentic ah.”

In front of a small stall at the edge of the city square, little Vikname in her festival reveler’s robes grabbed a sugar gourd in one hand and gobbled it down, and beside her was a group of little misfits who had been taken out of the orphanage run by Sister Jules, each of them being stuffed with a bunch of sugar gourds by their Sister Vikname as a holiday gift.

“The Famous Child King,” she asked aloud as she flapped her wings and looked at Shy Blossom, who stood behind the stall working away:
“But there doesn’t seem to be any hawthorn in Transylvania, so what did your boyfriend use to make them? He’s taught the locals how to make them, I saw a vendor in Treasure Bay yesterday selling them to the Yankee gamblers and the broads who came to see the world.

Selling for 5 silver coins a piece, how shady!”

“Oh, the berries he used, they’re fruits cultivated by the alchemists who specialize in the Church of Avalon, they’re as tart and sweet as hawthorn.”

Shy Blossom was wearing a cook’s hat, commanding two handy chef apprentices to pour the melted syrup on the skewered fruits, and also used the special frosting to give a circle to the top, which looked really gluttonous.

Shyna quickly reacted, though, and she crossed her arms as she chided the young Vikramana, who was wolfing down the food and eating it indiscriminately:

“What do you mean my ‘boyfriend’! You make it clear, would an invincible beauty like me look at a short cook? It was he who spent money to invite me over, and I came over to help because I saw him as pitiful!
Don’t you know how much money I make in a month?”

“What’s the point of you making money? Are you sure you want to talk about money in front of me?”

Little Vikrama rolled her eyes and stretched her voice again in a Versailles tone:
“Ow, so it’s because you see that people are pitiful so you ran here to help, no wonder, if you didn’t make it clear, I would have thought that you fell in love with them and ran here to escort your own family’s future industry.”

“You shut up! Sugar gourd can’t even plug your mouth?”

Shy Blossom fiercely waved up the large spoon in a threatening manner:

“Don’t you want to go on a quest? It’s not right to keep eating and drinking here for nothing.”

“I’m doing a quest!”

Little Vikrama pointed to the group of little peasants behind her as she said:
“Sister Jules said that the holiday season is approaching, so she asked us to bring our children out to take a look around and enjoy the new atmosphere of Scarlet Castle… Don’t you see that Chicken Goo Goo is running around with several bear children? That’s his ‘Chicken Gang’!
Those bears have already recognized him as their big brother, besides, when did I ever eat and drink for free?”

The little rich woman grunted and casually threw out a bag of money in front of Shy Flower’s eyes as she waved her big hand and said:
“I’ll pay for all the snacks at your stall today, hurry up and make them for me! I want to bring it back for the other children in the orphanage to savor, hurry!
Customers are the mother of midnight, understand?”

Shy Flower was exasperated and had no way out.

But she was a responsible person, she could not just give up on what she had promised others, she could only face up and make more snacks for Little Vikram, the “Scarlet Fort’s Famous Slipper”.

While they were chatting, one of the five booths in the square reserved for players had already been surrounded by a circle of people, and while Little Vikram was tasting the otherworldly version of the hot-dried noodles with her bowl, the lively sounds of blowing and beating were ringing out from the back, and there were also locals shouting their praises from the side.

This immediately attracted Little Vikram’s attention.

She picked up a handkerchief and wiped her mouth carelessly, leaving her children in front of the stall and instructing Shy Flower to help take a look, then she herself flapped her wings and flew over to watch the action.

Although she was short, she had wings to occupy a favorable position.

She went over to take a look, and was shocked to find that a decent storyteller’s table had been set up on the platform, and there were even such things as a shocking wood and a paper fan on top of it, and there was a screen pulled behind it, and on that screen was an icon of Avalon, the god of nature, and next to it there were also two church musicians who couldn’t muster up any energy to play and play and pull in the popularity of the people there.

However, Vikrama always felt as if she had seen the strange composition on the screen somewhere, and on the screen, Avalon, who was wrapped in rays of light, was using a casserole dish-sized fist to grab a blackened kid and swing his fist to beat him up.

After a few seconds, a bewildered little Vikramana reacted as she clapped her hands in the air and exclaimed:

“Isn’t this an illustration of Wu Song beating a tiger? Holy shit, this group of lunatics are really not afraid of accidents when they magically alter religious texts like this!”

In her exclamation, wearing an Avalon priest robes of the ring on the first day of the first day with his hands behind his back strolled to the back of the storyteller’s table, but also raised his hands in a decent manner to do a four-way bow, in the surrounding people’s holler of approval, this guy picked up a cup of tea to moisten his throat, and then picked up the paper fan in the hands of the snapped once unfolded, pinch of the cadence of the voice to say:
“Thank you for believing in the God of Avalon young and old today, we continue to say today that the Church Saints Biography of the White Knight Code, today to say is the seventh time! Little Ambos is sent to Saxe, and Natalie makes a mess of the boot camp!
Hey, it’s been said that the Canary Flower tyrants bloodied the sanctuaries of the Antani region, captured a group of innocent believers, including Little Ambrose, and took them to Saxe in chains as prisoners.

Do you know what the Chrysalids were doing in Saxe?
Not only did they want to capture the innocent believers, but they also wanted to take the simple mountain people, who had been at odds with them, as slaves. However, these bastards didn’t want to get their hands dirty and shed blood, so they used the innocents, including Little Ambrose, as cannon fodder to attack the mountain people’s towns.

But as the saying goes, there is no such thing as a coincidence.

At the same time as Little Ambrose was being sent to Saxe, Miss Natalie, the daughter of the White Knight Sage, Old Finnock, was also imprisoned for wrongdoing and happened to be serving hard labor in Saxe.

When it comes to this old Fennock, the old watchers naturally understand!

That last white knight was austere and good-looking. A pair of eyes shoots cold stars, two curved eyebrows like paint. His chest is broad and wide, and he has a mighty wind that is hard to defeat; he speaks with a lofty voice and spits out the ambition of a thousand feet of clouds.

The heart is strong and bold, like a lion shaking the sky and going down to the clouds!
The end is the dragon spirit and tiger fierce, and the poem said, is just like the heavenly devil Lord, is the earthly God of the age of God.”

“Crap!”

Little Vikrama was dumbfounded in the crowd.

Isn’t this just an open and aboveboard application of those words from Water Margin to local characters?

You even fucking copied the adjectives!
And that’s not right, is it? This is clearly a description of Wu Sung, but in your story, isn’t Old Finoco a persona like Master Lu? He’s just bullying people from other worlds who haven’t read Water Margin, isn’t he?

Hey, you’re talking out of your ass!
You’re talking out of your ass, hurry up and change it!
But even though she was spitting madly in her heart, she couldn’t help it that the people loved to hear this.

Especially in Transylvania this folk style tough place, Water Margin this story acceptance that is completely pull full, and even have a kind of weird sense of immersion, after all, can live in the local to the present ruthless, who do not have a leisure time to gather the hijacking of a small entertainment small hobby?

In the past years, during the agricultural leisure, Transylvania ground occupying a large part of the bandits are local villagers pretending to be, the vampires simply do not care, they can not wait for the locals to have a good camp that can feed themselves.

Anyway, the story sounds really vicarious!

Especially in the ring Chong spit flying, said Natalie such as magic star descended in the night to kill in the Golden Sparrow position, the small An Bo, including a group of people “earned on the mountain” plot, around the young and old men and women have exclaimed overjoyed.

There are also people to throw the copper to the stage, so that the ring Chong joyful again clasped his fists to thank.

This scene is watching the little reed name is very eye-opening.

Previously, I heard that Brother Woo Meow’s gang chose a unique way of preaching, today is a real eye-opener, hell, so you guys are preaching like this?

I’ve heard that the gang has chosen a different way of preaching!

What’s even better is that when Little Vikki couldn’t bear to listen to this poor adaptation and was about to leave, she suddenly realized that there were two figures in the crowd that were quite familiar, although they were in disguise, weren’t they Miss Ambrose with her hood and her “flower protector” Niu Niu?

“Hey! I’ve got you!”

Hiding in the crowd, Ambrosia and Bull were about to kiss each other, but before they could get close to each other, they were slapped on the shoulder by Vikki’s hands, and both of them made a big red face, but Bull, instead of being afraid of boiling water, reached out to hold Ambrosia’s waist, as if he were swearing his sovereignty.

But Little Vikrama simply ignored him, and instead looked at Ambrosia with her pirate eye patch.

She said suspiciously:
“People have flirted with you like that on stage, and you’re still not angry and are here happily listening? Hey, how big is your heart?”

“Huh? That wasn’t flirting.”

Ambrosia shrugged and said in a serious manner:
“That was the truth! It’s true that I was escorted to the Saxe region in shackles by King Louis’s soldiers, and it’s also true that Natalie saved me, or I would have died in the barracks.

The Warriors’ adaptation is based on true events, with a billion artistic touches, and you can’t tell, my mediocre story sounds really exciting when they adapt it like that!

It’s just that what they said at the beginning of the story about God Avalon appointing thirty-six angels and seventy-two nature spirits to come down to earth to answer the calamity was a bit exaggerated, and old Eugene disliked this kind of overly reckless publicity.

He thought that even if the God of Avalon did send people down to the earth, it should be done in a dignified manner, but he couldn’t help that the local believers who were too wild liked to listen to this kind of story.

The ‘White Knight’s Tale’ was currently the most accepted missionary story series, followed closely by the Avalon God’s battle against the Naked Demon, but some more sensible believers felt that the battle between the gods was a bit unrealistic, and just listened to it as a myth.

But the White Knights take place all around us, and some of us have actually met old Finok and he did make great sacrifices for the land, so it’s good for young and old alike.”

“Right.”

The bull next to him squeezed his eyes and spoke up as well:

“Though old Eugene didn’t like the recklessness of the story, he wouldn’t deny his nickname in the story, ‘The Sky-Swooping Eagle Hunter’ if a believer called him that. It was Sister Mary Ann who didn’t like her nickname; she didn’t think ‘Cold-Faced Thunderbolt’ fit her persona at all.”

“Wow, you guys are so full of it!”

Little Vikrama said, covering her face:

“If you keep messing around like this, the good Avalon Sanctuary is going to turn into a bandit den… It’s not that I’m saying, doesn’t the God of Nature care about this? Why do you let you guys mess around like this?”

“My god has gained thousands of believers in the last three months, and counting the sincere people who have come on pilgrimage from the Cato region, the Avalon Sanctuary is now a large organization of tens of thousands of people again.”

Ambrosia replied very casually:

“Not to mention Natalie and I, even old Eugene didn’t expect the missionary endeavor to go so well, he has to kneel in the sanctuary every Sunday to report to my God about the success of the missionary endeavor, and the worst part is that Natalie and I have to accompany him to kneel there.

It was like breaking a leg every time.

There is no denying that the overly exciting stories of the warriors had a very positive effect on the process, and many unbelievers came to fear the God of nature after hearing them.

If even Sr. Eugene and Sister Marianne think this approach is okay, then it’s only natural that I, a junior, should have fun listening to it.”

“Does your leg hurt?”

Bull said from the side:

“Find a place to rest, I’ll rub it for you, I just learned massage techniques yesterday.”

“Okay.”

Ambrosia smiled back, and a team of dogs and men walked towards the small stall by the square.

While Little Vikrama stayed where she was, looking at Brother Woo Meow’s increasingly hot booth, she was very worried in her heart, but the worry wasn’t about the future of the Church of the God of Avalon, but rather, whether or not her own booth would be able to outperform Brother Woo Meow’s original operation on the opening day of the Sacred Blood Festival?
This was a faith bonus!
Holy shit!

This society is really so cunning ah, originally ten sure things now seem to appear ripples again, no! Can’t continue to feel the fish here, she has to hurry to make a trip to Hidden Treasure Bay to find Mrs. Water to discuss her strategy.

At the same time when Little Reed was anxious about her family’s booth not being able to come out on top, in the forging workshop in Scarlet Castle’s business district, Master Broken Sword and Hundred Forge Dama, who had already risen to become the Blood Vulture Clan’s special blacksmiths, were placing a quenched and finished weapon carefully on the crafting table.

Hundred Forge Dama swished and pulled the design to compare it with the finished product, and then said to his own elder brother:
“I still think our behavior is a bit risky, are you sure Lord Murphy will accept this ‘gift’?”

“No problem, I confirm!”

Master Broken Blade, wearing goggles, said with a big wave of his hand:
“I’ve checked the local customs, there is indeed a tradition of Blood Servants giving gifts to their honored elders during the Holy Blood Festival, but in the past, it was just a formality, now since the development team wants us to participate in the preparations and revelry of the Holy Blood Festival, we have to follow the tradition as well, don’t we?

Our smithy is just the two of us, and the other brothers we’ve contacted are still in the process of reviewing the game, so we’ll be the two of us for this Holy Blood Festival.

If we can’t organize a booth or anything else, at least we can’t lose the prestige of our manufacturing industry.

I have agreed with Mrs. Water, she and the hairy brother will be responsible for the production of that set of clothes, we only need to take care of the weapons and accessories on the line, hehehe, this will definitely allow us to win the first place in the Holy Blood Festival!

At the very least, we can ‘make a name for ourselves’, pinch hahahaha.”

“Uh, I think it’s a good thing he didn’t beat us up, that’s an AI, he’s sure to know what our gift means .”

“Shut up! Get to work! There’s only one day left, hurry up and get this sword done, then we’ll give everyone the whole mean job!”

“Ow.”

(End of chapter)