Cthulhu Gonfalon

Time passed quickly and unconsciously. It was a year and a half after the big bang that destroyed most of Gals City.

In the first year, the survivors lived extremely hard. Even if Ray has tried its best to use all legal and illegal means, it can only provide the most basic material security for these refugees who have lost their homes. In the winter, many people died and he felt very sad.

Fortunately, after the winter, Gals City finally survived the most difficult years. Although there are still some depressions, there is still a long way to go from the real "rejuvenation", but in any case, the whole city has embarked on a stable development track.

In particular, this year's grain harvest was very good, and it was the thunder of the governor. It can be expected that this winter, probably no one will be hungry and cold, and will die.

In order to celebrate the harvest, when the autumn grain harvesting work is completed, he has already been called "Gales Iron Cock". He has decided to make a luxury trip very hard. He will hold a celebration to relax the residents who have been working hard for a year and a half. .

"This is very good, I fully support it!" said Xiong Xiong, "Is there a lack of money? If there is a lack of money, I have a group of good quality magic cores, although they are all negative energy types, but they should also be worthless. Less money..."

"Money is not a problem." Lei said with a smile. "A simple celebration can't cost much. Ordinary barbecue, ordinary ale, ordinary fruit and white bread, ordinary rice porridge... as long as you don't prepare those really extravagant things. For one such celebration, three thousand gold coins are enough. Although this is not a small amount, it is completely affordable for the current city of Gals."

“Hey? Don’t you prepare for aristocratic style?”

Lei smiled and shook his head: "No way, can't afford. Aristocratic style banquet, an average person will have three to five gold coins, and civilian style, one gold coin is enough for three people to eat and drink happy. If It’s the city of Gals in the past, even if it’s not a big feast, it’s really not working now, I can’t afford it!”

"You are really hard enough..." Yan Xiong sighed. "Is there anything I can help?"

"Of course!" Lei laughed. "I want to invite you to join us for the celebration - I know that you are training and sending a avatar."

Yan Xiong stunned and said with confusion: "Why should I invite me? Although I really like to join in the fun, at the celebration of humanity, there is a green jellyfish flying around... Not so good?"

"What's wrong? You are the **** I believe in, the home of my soul, such a celebration, if you are not there, that is really bad!"

Seeing that Ray was so determined, Xiongxiong hesitated a little and accepted his invitation.

Anyway, it’s just a split, but it doesn’t cost much.

So half a day later, a stealthy green jellyfish flew around the gals city square that was preparing for the celebration, and turned up and down like a naughty child.

Lei clearly saw the look of Kao Xiong from the window of the office and couldn't help but smile.

“Even if it is a god, it needs entertainment like people!” he whispered. “In the past, while I was training and building a church, I must be tired. Let’s take this opportunity to relax. When you see people's smiles, your mood will be better."

When he finished, he bowed his head and continued to handle government affairs.

As the city of Gals is gradually reviving, there are more and more government affairs to deal with, and there are many urgent things to deal with every day. Even if it is relatively less urgent, if it is not processed in time, it will become urgent to accumulate - and there will be more unexpected troubles.

Since taking up this position, during the past year and a half, even during his busiest time, he did not even have the freedom to practice martial arts.

Fortunately, now it is much better...

Xiong Xiong did not know that Lei was so hard. At this moment, he was flying around the square and enjoying the rare leisure.

The busy work during this time is not built in the underground without seeing the sky, although his body will not feel tired, but his spirit will be tired. It’s a pleasure to relax at the moment.

He flies happily from the busy people and sees a smile that looks forward to the future, so the mood is better.

"Thunder this guy is worthy of the prince's origins, and there is a hand! In just less than two years, the city of Gals, which is almost in ruins, is reluctantly reappeared like this... This is efficient, even on the earth. Also known as a capable person!"

He sighed as he flew, and suddenly his body trembled and hurried to stop and looked at the corner of the square.

There is a stage for the bard to perform, and there is a handsome teenager holding a flute and sitting in a chair and playing softly. He is not the type of broad and full-bodied, but he hasn't seen how to use force, but the low-pitched flute sounds like a penetrating force, slowly drifting across the square. Like the warm wind of summer, it blows warmly in people's hearts.

In the eyes of Yan Xiong, this boy's body is covered with a wonderful aura, which is something that can never be possessed by the common things. Compared with his appearance and temperament, and looking at what he did, his identity naturally came out.

"I really can't think of the 'Celebration Teenager' will visit this little celebration." After a flute sounded, he flew over and cast a spell to let people ignore the situation here, only to smile and say hello to the boy. "Hello. I am a void mask, a **** who has developed a little believer in the city."

What is called the "celebration boy" is the **** of joy and celebration. He was originally a human being, called Vier. After the gods were sealed, a godland called "The Wilderness of Happiness" was established in the fringe of the "Glorious Country" of the main **** country of the human gods. His teachings are to chase joy and enjoy celebrations, regardless of purpose and position, to praise all celebrations. He himself often turns into a beautiful young man, attending a celebration in person, and performing large-scale blessings on the celebrations. He is a widely welcomed and good god.

Seeing Xiong Xiong greet himself, the teenager put away the flute and smiled and said: "For me, as long as it is a celebration, it is worthy of praise. Not to mention that this celebration has gathered the wonderful expectations and wishes of countless people. It is their sweat. And the crystallization of hope. For me, if such a celebration is not worth visiting, it is probably not far from the fall."

Yan Xiong smiled and applauded with his tentacles: "You said this too well! The celebration does not matter luxury, it does not matter the scale, the most important thing is the sincere celebration and good hope!"

In just a few words, the two gods who have been living in peace have reached a consensus. After a few minutes, they were sitting at the table in the other corner and laughing while drinking.

The so-called dumping is just like this.

"The world is very big. There are countless big and small worlds. There are celebrations in the plot almost every day. As far as the priesthood is concerned, I should praise and sing for every celebration. Actually..." Viyer sighed deeply. Shaking the big wooden cup, watching the ale brewing a bubble inside, smiled and said, "Many celebrations, I really don't like it!"

"Oh? How do you say this?"

"A group of invaders celebrate their victory, mass kill the innocent souls, and cheer in the blood and mourning. This is the most common celebration." Vier was dejected and could not see the joyful appearance. "This kind of thing, Where is it worth celebrating! This kind of ecstatic celebration is worthy of praise!"

“Hey? Don’t you like that celebration?”

"Of course I don't like it! I am a bard. I like everyone singing and dancing, eating and drinking, and having fun and playing. The invaders cheer in the pool of blood. This kind of thing is not in line with my aesthetics and morality! ”

Viey sighed and looked up at the sky: "I knew that there would be such a thing, I didn't seek to seal God!"

He drank the wine glass in a sip, lifted the big wooden bucket next to him with a slender arm, and poured himself a full cup: "Oscar, you haven't officially sealed it. As a senior, I will give you a piece of advice, choose When you are in a priesthood, be cautious and cautious!"

Yan Xiong nodded gently and said that he understood what he meant.

"I have never understood before, the powerful dragons of the Dragons, why do you always choose some weak little priesthood when you seal the gods, what is the birth of the 'Golden Dragons', what is the banquet of the 'Black Dragon'? ... It’s just inexplicable! Later I realized that what is the old river and lake? This is the old river and lake!”

Yan Xiong couldn’t help but laugh. The gods of these dragons are really slippery!

"And..." Vier added, "If you want to join the gods after the gods, you must think hard. I tell you -"

His voice stopped short, silent for a long time, and he sighed deeply.

Yan Xiong looked at him and his face completely different from the mature and embarrassed, and could not help but sigh deeply.

God, priesthood, this topic is so heavy, almost every **** who talks to him will become gloomy and melancholy.

He couldn't help but recall the horror of the maiden goddess before the death of the ocean - the pain of the flesh is gone, and the despair from the bottom of my heart is even more shocking!

"Forget it, don't mention it." He skipped the topic and smiled and asked, "When are you going to play here?"

“Always wait for the celebration to end.” Vier said, “You know, according to my rules, I want to have a large-scale magical technique at the celebration – what do you think is better? Is it a cure? Or a blessing What? Or how about a lucky one?"

"...you can do it yourself. Anyway, it's a good thing." Yan Xiong said with a smile, but suddenly he moved and laughed. "I have a friend again. Are you interested in seeing it together?" ”

"Okay!" Viye held the glass in one hand and lifted the barrel in one hand, standing up in a smile.

As a god, His sense of scope is extremely wide, and he immediately understands who his friend is.

The light flashed, and the two had already arrived at the sea, facing a gently rotating breeze.

"It seems that you have fully integrated the power gained from Timsar." Yan Xiong said with a smile, "So, what should I call you now? Is it 'Rage' Heimsala, or 'live tsunami 'Salament?'