Release that Witch

This year's Bianbu Town is very different from previous years.

After the end of the demon moon in the past, you have to wait another month in the slums of the Long Song Fortress. After the snow is completely cleaned, you can embark on the way home. When I returned to the town, most of what I saw was a mess. The houses that have not been taken care of for several months have been ruined. Some unsound wooden houses have long been crushed by heavy snow. Some townspeople even hide from evil beasts, biting the cabinet tables and not dragging them. The straw rags are filled in the corners, and it is obvious that this place that can shelter from the wind and snow is used as its own nest. They often spend a week repairing their houses and replacing the moldy furniture. As for the long-lasting spoiled taste, the residents here are used to it.

However, this year, Bianbu Town can be described as a new look, the snow is quickly swept away, and the colorful paper flag issued by His Royal Highness is hung at the door of the house. From afar, the monotonous and run-down towns have become colorful, and the various flags are mixed together, like the ocean of flowers. Everyone rushed to tell, the first day after the end of the demon moon, His Royal Highness will hold a grand celebration ball in the square! Anyone can go, not only do not need to pay coins, I heard that there are free food distribution!

What is the dance party? It is a social occasion where the upper-level aristocrats can participate. Everyone has only heard about it in the well-known big city business, but even they can't participate. Listening to business people said that it is not an activity that can be invited if you have money. The prince of the prince actually let everyone participate?

"His Highness, you are doing this, isn't it good?" The Chief Cavalier dissuaded. "There are no bands and no dancers here. Who controls the rhythm of the dance? Besides, this remote place, even the nobility." I will dance, and your people will only mess everything up."

Carter only went to a dance party in Wangdu, which was held by a Marquis to celebrate his daughter's birthday. Elegant strings and heated drums sway, ladies dance under melodious music, and men show their fast and powerful dance steps, or spins, or kicks, to join the drums. During the break, the waiter drove the drinks and snacks in the crowd, and the men looked for their favorite women. When the last piece of music was played, they took the courage to invite them. The winners were scattered after the dance. There is a wind and snow.

Carter sighed, although the young man at the time couldn't get to the favorite girl, but the elegant and romantic atmosphere still makes him feel good. Replace the nobles who are superior in style with the villagers who deal with stones and beasts every day? God, he can't imagine such a scene.

"Leading dancers? Yes," Roland told the militia to dismantle the stone sculptures and gallows in the square. "The iron axe and the militia are."

"That sandman?" Carter stunned. As the captain of the firearms team, the performance of the iron axe in the demon month is finally recognized by the chief knight, and the alien title is no longer mentioned, but the other party is the Mojin people, how can they know the etiquette of the mainland kingdom!

Roland smiled mysteriously: "Because I am going to hold a dance that is not in the usual sense, you will know when you get there."

The preparatory work to be done is not too much, mainly to dismantle the obstacles in the square and then build a firewood pile in the center. On the side of the woodpile, the table was raised with bricks for barbecue food. That's right, this is the celebration ball that Roland has come up with in his head - a mixture of bonfire party and wild barbecue.

What has been used to increase the people’s sense of identity with their place of residence has always been a matter of serious consideration by the prince. Nationalism and nationalism are too esoteric for those villagers who have worked for the lord for a lifetime, and who don’t know one big character. Only their family wealth and pro-people are worthy of concern. The more backward it is, the shorter it is. This is the law of the development of civilization. "Civilization will always become as big as its thoughts." Roland is deeply impressed.

However, this does not mean that spiritual construction can be neglected. The victory celebration is one of the transformation methods he pondered. In fact, he was uncomfortable with no celebration of the world after the demon moon. The annual evil beast invasion is just like the natural disasters. It is worthy of this evil. It is naturally worthy of a book.

So he decided to name the first day after the end of the evil month every year as Victory Day. All the land that belongs to him, this day is not only a public holiday, but also a variety of celebrations. As long as it lasts for three or four years, it will become a tradition and will be passed down on the territory. The people will gradually feel that they are different from the people under the control of other lords.

Before noon, the square was full of people, and the militiamen lined up in a circle, blocking everyone from the firewood.

It seems that the free distribution of food is still very attractive, at least half of the people in the town, Roland thought. The fly in the ointment is that the square is a little small after all. In addition to a vacant lot outside the woodpile, more than a thousand people are almost shoulder-to-shoulder, and it is difficult to have space for activities. He also saw that some children had climbed to the nearest roof and visited the middle of the square.

For the first celebration, it is inevitable that there will be shortcomings. Roland estimated that time was almost up and he made a speech.

This is his second public speech in the square, and his mentality is much more calm than last time.

"My people, good afternoon. I am the four princes of the Greysburg Kingdom, Roland Wimbledon." He still chose the same beginning as last time, but this time the effect is completely different, the voice has not yet fallen, the crowd There has been a warm cry, "Long live the Prince!" "Long live the Highness!"

Roland suddenly felt a hot chest. This time he did not arrange for any support. He saw the spontaneous cheers of the militia team and the masses. The sense of accomplishment and satisfaction filled his heart.

When the voice retreated, he pressed his hand down. "The demon moon is over. Under the heroic battle of the militia, the evil beast has never been able to cross the wall. Bianzhen has defeated the terrible enemy at a very small price. This proves that as long as everyone unites, even if we don't rely on the charity of the long song fortress, we can stand firm here! They want to threaten the town with food, and want to use hunger and cold to force us to yield, and today's victory tells them, All this is in vain!"

"That's right, I don't want to go back to that place anymore!"

"Follow the prince of the prince, there is no one day in the winter!"

"There is no need to be blackmailed by them, and His Royal Highness!"

Roland screamed at the rising emotions of the crowd and continued to say aloud: "Let us celebrate this glorious and glorious victory. This is a day worth remembering! I declare that from now on, the first day after the end of the demon moon will be Called "Victory Day"! The celebration dance is designed for this purpose! Enjoy the day with my people! Now, the ball starts! ”

The torch was thrown into the pile of firewood that had been smeared with grease, and the flame slammed into it, instantly igniting the atmosphere of the square.