Chapter 767

- Episode 134

Episode 134

“... ... This is an anecdote.”

“Well, you mean that the ancestors settled and lived in Fahilia after that?”

After hearing the story, I didn't say anything special about my impressions, but kept my chin in my thoughts.

‘It's an anecdote that can always happen anywhere.'

Anecdotes of this kind are usually exaggerated.

Rather than receiving a revelation from some divine being, a special-born human becomes the main character.

Because it should be special.

Otherwise, the people refuse to accept it.

Because you need a reason to praise.

For example, after becoming a continental celebrity, rumor has it that I learned the language as soon as I was born. Even the exaggerated anecdote that it is at the level of making jewelry without that intelligence is at the level of stone.

What is that ridiculous scam?

... ... But why can't I deny it?

“But what does that anecdote have to do with the festival?”

It won't be related at all.

“After that, when the lord at the time heard the anecdote, it is said that he always held a ceremony of gratitude to the fairy so that he would never forget it.”

That is the starting point of the festival.

“The ceremony was held under the pretext of giving thanks to the fairy of the snowy mountain.”

“The fairy of the snowy mountain... ...

A peculiar being that he solicited.

However, it is said that he was calling it that way because his identity was unknown.

After that, it seems that as a token of gratitude, a memorial service was held every year by carving the image of the fairy out of ice.

That is the origin of the old Fahilia festival.

“Is it a fairy... ... . Another ominous name pops up.”

“Younglord? Why?”

“No, it’s nothing. I thought it was really absurd.”

“It is anecdotal after all.”

“Don’t you think it exists?”

“At least I haven't seen it.

Above all, we don’t even have that festival now.”

As the situation in Fahilia worsened, the festival naturally could not afford to go on.

About 300 years ago. Was it when a certain dragon was beaten and dragged away by its trainer? It overlaps strangely.

“That's why it is said that the fairy was angry.”

Fahilia's climate deteriorated and life became poor, and they forgot the festival.

It seemed that even their descendents did not know which came first.

“Anyway, that's all this old man can tell you.”

“Well, that's enough. Good job.”

I nodded moderately, said it was okay not to hear more, and sent the old man away.

Anyway, I got the outline.

Then there is only one thing left.

‘Proceed to work.'

I decided to catch the theme with an old tradition.

The subject will be that snowy mountain fairy or something.

“I’ve decided on a theme to recreate the festival!”

The reason why I always wanted to listen to old stories was because I needed a motif to refer to.

I came to a conclusion after collecting and organizing all the records of Pahilia in the past.

“Let’s make snow or a subject related to this tale.”

After all, there is such a material, but if you don't use it, there's nothing as wasteful as that.

“Hey... ... There was a story like this... ...

As if unexpectedly, Pena looked at the data I had accumulated and paid attention to what the village chief had said.

“The fairy of the snowy mountain... ... Is there really such a thing?”

“well? How about it?”

I gave a slightly vague answer. Pena gave a surprising look.

that's not natural

“It is a very old story. And anecdotes told roughly like this are bound to be misrepresented.”

There are no specific records or anything.

Above all, there is a possibility that it is a fabrication to solidify the position of the lord.

I've done my own research, but I haven't been able to come up with any evidence to be sure.

finally done with that.

“There is no record of witnessing that fairy or anything in the first place. It's not that fairies really exist.”

Every world is different, but at least not here.

Almighty Arell listens.

‘... ... Should I think about it separately?'

It's good to eat when someone else prepares food, and it's really convenient when someone else prepares things to play with.

‘I want to be in a position to play innocently too?.'

Normally, she would go around here and there like her mother-in-law, saying that she would interfere in detail, but this time I have no intention of doing so.

It's a day or two to interfere, and if you're like a kid, you'll follow and watch.

‘I can leave it to you now!'

By analogy, everyone is an adult now.

Even if I don't have to say anything, I'll take care of it.

‘Shouldn't I be the one who expects it now?'

You can't make it yourself every time. Of course, until now, I have no conscience because I ordered other people to do the details, but I want to live a more conscience-free life.

In that sense, this festival was also an opportunity.

‘I wonder how well everyone knows how to do it?'

It was for that reason that he dared to come up with words that could instigate competition.

This time, as a lord, he would only do the bare minimum, and the rest would be to have fun using the inspection as an excuse.

“Whoop whoop... ...

don't expect

I waited for the feast day to come.

In the midst of doing this and that, the date is quickly approaching.

Fahilia's Feast Day.

White Flower Festival.

It was started in the name of following the customs of old Fahilia based on them.

Fortunately, there was not even snow in the entire territory that day.

It can be said that the weather is the best.

“... ... It's as if they're encouraging you to hold a festival.”

While muttering such words, I headed to the place where I wanted to announce the start of the festival.

Anyway, it's me who puts the first button on, as always.

Well, the lord doesn't have to show his face one by one, but I like to step out.

It bothers me to meddle, but I don't mind showing off.

I went out to the speech seat overlooking the plaza where the villagers and spectators gathered and stood proudly in front of them.

ok good condition

It is also desirable that everyone pays attention.

I started speaking right away.

“ruler. Those who came to this city today. And those who have been living from the beginning... ...

Everyone quietly listens to my voice with respect.

“It would be troublesome to even count now how many years have passed since this Arele Ernesia came here.”

That's right, when I came here, I was still a young kid.

It is not an exaggeration to say that it is a time when you will gradually feel longing.

“Does anyone remember what this land was like in the past? I definitely remember.”

This land before I came.

“It snowed and the ground was frozen. It's not like there's no hope It was such a land that no future could be seen beyond that.”

It may be a bit exaggerated, but it won't be wrong.

What if I had been given a manor elsewhere?

That place must have enjoyed the luxury of today's Pahilia.

“I don’t mean to sound arrogant, but no one can deny that the city has become what it is today because I came to this land.”

Frankly speaking, this Arel-nim is doing well and has been revived, so it means that you should thank me.

To be honest, it seems a bit lacking, so I have to turn around and say it.

“The day has come when we don’t starve even in winter.

And a city with a strong fence was born. People who came to rest in this harsh land began to appear.”

It could be said that these were things that would have been unimaginable to Fahilia before.

You stop worrying about life, you become able to enjoy other things, and you gradually develop and reach what you are now.

“And finally we have reached today.”

Finally, beyond simply continuing the legacy of the territory, the next. It reaches the stage of showing off and enjoying.

“Forget all your worries for today.”

Compared to the period of effort so far, it will only be a few days, but it won't be much if you put your mind at least this time.

It's because the foundation is solid enough to not be able to do that.

“Now, it’s a festival day!”

I proudly proclaimed the start of the day.

“Enjoy this day with a sense of gratitude for this land so far and even more grateful for the future development.”

Festival of this land. Not only those who live here, but also the guests who came for today. I hoped that it would be a commemorative day for everyone, and declared the start.

At the same time, even though it is midday, firecrackers ringing brightly embroider the sky in Pahilia, signaling the beginning of the festival to faraway places. How

a former pro

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