134 Witch Festival

Today is the day to perform the mitzvah rites of the witches who are nineteen years old.

Originally eighteen years old is an adult, and the men's wizards perform rituals on a set day that year, except that the woman is set to perform rituals at the age of nineteen.

This is what is told in Sheila and Vestanu, but there used to be a time when women, at the age of eighteen adults, would be buried in the ground alive with some chosen in each region as a sacrifice to God. But to God was before the building, and in fact it was the sacrifice of demons.

Sometimes demons are said to like the flesh of soft, healthy women, so to speak, it's like they were in a demonic mood. It was that time when demons were sifting wildly that tendency was strong and hundreds or hundreds of women were killed as sacrifices without a happy life. It's a cramped idea.

But with the times, in an attempt to correct that cruel act, only when the custom became backfingered as ugly, and it was completely gone, he said, when the existence of a demon defeating demons began to be born.

Since then, have there been remnants of the old days, that instead of celebrating female adults in XVIII, we have come to celebrate in that year when we were safely 19 years old?

I don't think I have to worry about sacrificing anymore, but I don't dislike the fact that my old manners and courtesies continue to take different forms.

"I wonder what a temple it is."

"Aren't we all supposed to let them in?

"Even though we do it outside?

The witches, who are nineteen years old, are gathered in front of the temple.

From the civilians to the noble sons, they were overflowing with witches who turned adults a year ago.

Noon on a well sunny day with a unique air chill in the season away from the sky.

A large white column stands surrounding the gray building. Did the heavy doors of the main hall open for this day, or I could see better inside from here. Parents and daughters and clerics are repeatedly going in and out in preparation for the ritual.

I didn't make any promises, but when I came to the temple, I found Benjamin and Nike, so now the three of them were together.

I don't see any maris that would stand out if I were there, so I'm probably not here yet.

"What's this robe mother's, isn't it weird?

"It suits you."

"hehe, thanks"

Benjamin spreads his sleeves all the way around.

Adult rituals have a decision, black robes are mandatory and inside this has to be black again. Basic black dresses dominate, and the clothes for them are sold to the town, so even the civilians usually get them. It's not about spending money in the first place, and Rove is a lot of people named Mother and Close Back. The dress is simple enough.

"Nanary reads the words?

"Yeah. Looks like it was reaching home"

"Your father said it was a letter that would reach the most brilliant witch of the year. Don't do it!"

The cheeks are pressed gritty with their index fingers.

There is an oath spell called word in the ritual of adulthood.

It is to offer words of oath and thanksgiving to God Mudima, who is believed to be one of the representatives of that year to create and watch the world.

When my father rushed to work excitedly that a letter was coming to my house, I was full of embarrassment, but I had to thank him for such a valuable opportunity (he made a noise to congratulate me aloud at the reception).

Repeat verbal practice over and over in your head.

"I almost got late. Wow."

"Maris!"

Late -! and it was Maris with a tired face fanning her face with a silver fan who came running from a distance out of breath.

As far as her usage demon, the feather lion Maddoldija Revine Sfishcult II (Maris II), is concerned, it is apparent that she hastily arrived.

The aristocrats were mostly coming in carriages less rapid than the demons, so I guess the fact that they came in demons of use came out late.

"Sometimes it's the same day and the dress doesn't come in?! I didn't think so!!

"If you expand like that, you can come in."

"No! It's a waste because I reworked it to the fineness of the best hips that put out beautiful lines! Although I managed to narrow it down with the transformation technique."

"Even though it's five minutes?

"Nanari ~? Please don't tell me?

They grab my shoulders and stare at me. Oh, I'm scared.

It seems contrary to Maris' aesthetic, though I wish she had some thinness in her lower back because she has a chest. If you could wrap your robe around and show me which one and which dress, my hips would have been thinner than mine.

"It's a little extravagant, Mr. Maris! It's a luxury!

"Calm down, Nike!!

"Nike also cares less about something ~ hey. I don't think there's anything to worry about."

I twist my neck wondering what it is with Benjamin face-to-face.

If he had deceived Nike, who had begun to protest violently, Tonton and someone smacked him on the shoulder small.

"Nanalie, it's been a long time since Benjamin's been here."

"Wow! Were you back?

A brown-haired woman waves her hands small next to her face. I can't help but think that the smile directed at this one looks a lot like the man in Hare I know and he's the brothers and sisters who make it.

She flips a black robe and re-wears her round shaped glasses.

"Yesterday for the ritual of adulthood. Yes, more than that, your brother takes care of you."

"No, this way."

My friend Carla Yacklin is the sister of Rigel Yacklin, an official and senior of Hare.

He says Carla, who spends her days becoming an archaeologist and running around the continent, seldom returns to Dolan's home, and that she has made her homecoming for the first time in about a year because she really wanted to be in the mitzvah today.

I guess I still don't go home inside because I've heard Mr. Yacklin foolish enough to show his parents his face once in a while.

"Oh, yeah, Brunel. How's Master Alwes doing in the Knights?

A noble woman who was nearby was stuffed when she noticed Nike, an active knight.

Nike is laughing very bitterly, and, yes, she is healthy and brisk.

Everyone gathered around her saying they couldn't see him inside in the Knights.

"Your Royal Highness and your face are as beautiful and beautiful as ever?

"You two must be cool to use magic and defeat demons."

When we think of ourselves, we turn our faces red and move our bodies with Kunekune.

Their imagination has been great for a long time.

I don't even know what to imagine, because his highness has a preferred appearance.

"Hey look!!

"Dear Alwes!!

"Really!!

"Your Highness Xenon is here too!!

Girls looking up at the sky.

When I was finally asked if I could see the hallucinations, I turned my face up, and a large group of black military uniforms were running on the Heavenly Horse.

Oh, I was really there.

I can see that golden color that stands out a lot even from the ground.

Damn it, he's out everywhere.

"Periodically."

"Heh."

I lay my hands on my forehead and look back.

"- Ugh!

The motion of Rockman riding the Heavenly Horse putting his hand on his mouth and pointing his hand towards the girls seemed clear to this eye now.

"Now to me?!

"No, it's me!

"You're crazy about me!

"Dear Alwes, I love you!"

It is a throwing kiss.

What a mess.

The girls' screams culminated.

"Mr. Hell? They're calling me. Yo!

"Thanks! I'll be right there."

The noble child, who was in the same classroom, told me that the priest was calling me, so the nausea also headed there to the temple.

When the parents and daughters and the clerics go together before about twenty people line up beside each other, they are given a black hat with a pointed tip. Grabbing it with both hands, he wore the hat as he was told because he was told by gestures to "put it on his head" by a gray-haired cleric wearing glasses.

The noisy temple surroundings gradually quieter.

My parents and daughters have given me a round of Cupiretto flowers with an extended spell to make enough noise to sound all over the country on my throat.

I gently received the flowers, stems around my fingertips and around my chest.

I breathed quietly and deeply.

Turn to God, who may be above this sky, and offer his Word.

"The light given to us..."

"Better than Mother of the Clear Sky"

"Better than Father of the Dark Night"

"Continue to shine without shading in its light"

"Chop a blooming large circle of flowers on your chest"

"Take this blood of love to your life."

"Be permanently protected."

"My name is Nanary Persepone Hell"

Words spread throughout the country.

When the fingers of my parents and daughters gently touch my throat again, I can take the magic of dilation.

Let go of the words of your vows to the future, toward the sky.

That's what the cleric said and got me off the stage.

Back to everyone, Nike and Benjamin have their index fingers raised and their fingertips followed by a pale light.

"Come on, words! I'm a life of love."

Benjamin points his index finger at the sky and emits the light of his words. The light overlapped the light emitted by the surrounding witches and gradually blossomed a great circle of flowers.

"I want to be strong enough to beat a man knight."

Nike emits a pale light.

The light became one of the petals and part of the flowers in the sky.

"I swear I will strive not to lose sight of myself."

Maris said so, launching the red light into the sky.

"I am."

And I am.

"Going straight down the path you believed in, whether you fell or strayed"

The light emitted stretched straight into the sky.

On this day the sky of Dolan bloomed with golden oath flowers.