Heroes of Silver Moon

Walking down the high platform, Simon's arms trembled slightly, and he carefully put the ceremonial sword in his hand back on the wooden plate held by the nun's hands.

The long sword he was holding was mixed with fine gold and mithril, and it was extremely heavy in itself. Just now, in order to pursue a gorgeous effect on the stage, Cirillo also held the long sword and fought fiercely with him a few times. Down.

The vibration generated by the collision of the two swords almost made him unable to hold the long sword in his hand, and even at this moment, his arms hadn't recovered.

"Holy Son, are you alright?" Cirillo also stepped off the high platform and came to Simon's side and asked with concern.

"It's okay, it's okay." Simon waved his hand, walked inside the cathedral, took the water bag handed over by the nun, half lifted the mask on his face, and took a sip of clear water.

He's going to dance the sacrificial dance in a while, and if he drinks a lot of water now, there will definitely be problems later.

Sitting on a chair and resting against the clock, Simon's physical strength was exhausted during the celebration competition just now.

Outside the cathedral, the apologist knights are also busy arranging the decorations on the high platform.

Although the ceremonies are all carried out on a high platform, the decoration of the celebration competition must be different from the sacrificial dance.

During the previous celebration and competition, the decorations on the high platform were all weapons and shields. It must be weird to dance a peaceful sacrificial dance in this environment.

Weapons were removed one by one, and pots of flowers were carried up. After about four or five minutes, the apostolic knights completed the stage arrangement.

"Holy Son, let's go," a group of beautiful nuns came to Simon and said.

They are the backup dancers of the sacrificial dance, and most of the dances are performed by them. In fact, there are not many parts of the sacrificial dance performed by Simon.

After all, Simon was wearing such a thick dress, so he couldn't do any difficult moves, not to mention that the people in the audience didn't really want to watch Simon, the holy son, dance.

Simon only needs to participate in this collective dance. As long as Simon, the son of God, participates, then this sacrificial dance is considered sacred.

"Well, let's go." Taking a deep breath, Simon slowly got up from the chair, walked in front of the nuns, and came back to the high platform.

"Wow, the sacrificial dance." On the other side of the viewing platform, Milani quickly tugged at the arm of his sister Irina.

Over the years, every time he saw the Pope dancing this sacrificial dance, he felt very hot-eyed, but this time the Holy Son wearing a fox mask appeared on stage, and he didn't feel any sense of disobedience.

"Got it, got it", cast a glance at the excited younger brother, and said impatiently, knocking on the nuts.

She is really convinced of these people's evil tastes, what's so good about a big man dancing.

"Hmm, is this guy just being a jerk?", her eyes unconsciously turned to the high platform, and Irina found that this saint, except for jumping a few times when he was on the stage, the rest of the time, he actually stood on the platform. There was no movement on the high platform.

Ai Ruina was right, Simon was indeed a **** on stage, anyway, his dance moves were not much, so it's better to take this opportunity to take a break.

He was exhausted to death in the last celebration competition.

As for the people in the audience, their eyes were mostly focused on the nun, and they had long selectively ignored Simon, the Holy Son.

How can a beautiful and pure nun be seductive for a well-wrapped holy son!

"What, it's a shame that I still have a little expectation." Irina thought disappointedly, looking at the holy son on the high platform, except for a few jumps occasionally, almost no other movements.

After surviving the sacrificial dance that even a thick-skinned Simon felt a little embarrassed, Simon returned to the cathedral and slumped on a chair.

I'm so tired. I never felt so tired after working overtime for 24 hours in a row in my previous life, Simon thought silently.

"Boy, not bad." The Pope walked past Simon with a group of priests. The Pope smiled and patted Simon on the shoulder.

In the past, the ten ceremonies of the church's Luna Festival celebrations were all completed by him alone. Now that Simon helped him share three of them, the Pope's heart was already full of laughter.

"Hehe", Simon could only express his contempt for the pope who forcibly tied him here.

"Hey, this kid, let's go." He waved to the priest who followed behind him, and the pope and his group walked out of the cathedral and started the rest of the ceremony.

"Hey, I'm so tired. It's Luna Festival, and I don't know what's going on at the Alpine Castle." Seeing the pope leading people out of the cathedral, Simon sat on a chair to rest, and then his thoughts slowly drifted back Alpine Fort.

The annual Luna Festival, parents are also celebrating it, the retainers of the Hawke family gathered in Gaoshan Castle, drinking and making noise together, what a lively scene!

Hearing the cheers from outside the cathedral, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com Simon seemed to be back in Alpine Castle. Every year at this time, his father Valery would host a banquet to invite the retainers of the Hawke family.

Those rude retainers gathered in Alpine Castle, eating meat, drinking heavily, and making loud noises. It was the busiest day in the entire Alpine Castle.

"Well, did I forget something?" Suddenly feeling something was wrong, Simon thought carefully.

"Luna Festival, Alpine Fort, Royal Capital, Parents, Me?" The more I thought about Simon, the more I felt wrong, and gradually a trace of cold sweat broke out on my forehead.

"I'll go, during the Luna Festival, I think I should send a letter to my family." Looking at the ceiling of the cathedral with blank eyes, Simon thought guilty.

That **** Pope suddenly tied him to the cathedral and asked him to prepare for the Luna Festival celebration and learn etiquette, archery, dance, and swordsmanship every day. He was so busy that he forgot to send the letter.

"Tsk, it's probably too late to send the letter now," Simon said with a wry smile when he heard the cheers coming from outside the cathedral again.

It would take a month at the fastest to send a letter from the capital to Alpine Fort, and it was already the day of the Luna Festival. Even if it could be sent today, it would take early February to arrive at Alpine Fort.

"Hey, let's go in February, it's better than not sending a letter." After thinking for a while, Simon felt that no matter what, it was better to send a letter to his family.

After all, he was thousands of miles away from the capital, and if there was no information sent back home, then his parents would definitely be worried.

"However, it seems that it's time for a long vacation," Simon murmured thoughtfully.

He doesn't know the exact time, but he vaguely remembers that this academy is different from the two-semester system of the previous life, only one semester per year.