931 North Settlement Harvest Festival ③ - Guests

As Jomtien approached that way, Zaza's settlement became increasingly noisy.

And at the same time that the men of the other families were gathered, the guests of the city of Castle arrived.

"Let's say hello again."

I decided to nod my eye-fa and head to the center of the square.

Pratica and Nicola were the only ones who were acting together because they had already acted apart from Rutim's face. But when we headed over there, Gazran-Rutim was already standing in line with Dick-Dom.

"Oh, hiccup, Dick-Dom. Best regards,"

When I greeted him that way, Dick-Dom nodded silently, trying to pull his jaw. It makes me feel more compelling than when I say hello in an accomodation town or feast because I wear Giva's skull.

(or after all, I guess I haven't been quiet yet)

While I was thinking that way, the aristocratic guests who got out of the Totos car stepped into the square.

Moreover, from then on, all fifty soldiers will also follow. The men scattered in the square and the women sneaking out of Kamadu's cabin seemed to be watching each other with a sharp eye.

"Excuse me. Is Chief Graf-Zaza not here?

Melfried, who was at the head of the nobles, has asked as such.

From here, Dick-Dom advances without sound.

"My family is now going to get Graf-Zaza.... I'm Dick-Dom, the head of Dom's house."

"Dick-Dom.... I've never heard of him before, but he looks familiar to me. Wasn't he one of the hunters who once stepped in between the sights when he captured Cycleus and Silhouel?

"Hmm. I remember seeing you there, too. … and the other day we also showed something called a martial arts club"

It is Dick-Dom, one of the premier giants as a hunter by the woods, and Melfried, as cold as steel. Those two are just confronting each other, and I got a grumpy chest noise.

There, a new group approaches, bringing in as many as five men, Graph-Zaza.

"You kept me waiting. It sounds like a breath disaster. Most importantly, it's Mel Fried."

Graph-Zaza also wore a giva fur coat. The other person who looks the same would probably be Gene's parent. Its wide-width physique looked familiar.

"These are Gene, Havilla, Dana and the parents of Din and Lid who will be attending today's harvest festival. I want you to know."

"I understand. I am Melfried, who will be the first son of the Marquis of Genos and head of the Kingsguard, and mediator with the people of the woods. I sincerely thank you for allowing me to step into the harvest festival, which is a celebration for my blood family today"

Even with all these hunters at present, Melfrid was just magnificent.

In the former martial arts club, one case of George-Zaza's defeat to Melfried would of course have been a story grass among the bloodlines. The parents of Gene, Havilla and Dana, this being their first look, looked to Melfried's lengths as everyone explored them.

"... these people don't even need an introduction. parents of Rutim and Fa welcomed as guests, and become Fa's family"

Graf-Zaza accompanied us to say so, so we were to thank you too.

Melfried nodded "um," then opened his body to introduce the people behind him.

"Here too, let me introduce you. First, Polearth, the second son of the Earl of Dalaim's family and assistant to the mediator, and Merrim, his companion."

"Thank you, Lord Graf-Zaza. Thank you very much for inviting me today as well as my partner."

Polearths looked a lot pressured by the hunters' power, but still retained a glittering look.

Merrim, her companion, is courtesy of the lady with her usual loving face. If Melfrid's family were to be invited, she would finally be attending a feast by the woods.

"And Eurifia, my companion, and Odifia, my first son"

"Best wishes, Zaza blood folks"

Euriphia was also as elegant as usual.

Odifia, wrapped in a relatively simple piece with a poncho-like jacket, also thanked the lady with a faceless expression when she was a French doll. The men watching over it were tattered, but from the surrounding kamadu cabin was conveying a small, unmistakable blur.

(Right. I thought you were talking about the deep Odifia with Tour-Din being of interest even in the northern settlements)

Such an odifia is slightly moving only her gray eyes, with a bit of boredom. Of course, you're looking for Tour-Din.

"And this is the first son of the lord of Ger, Lord Alvach, the first son of the lord of d, Lord Nanaquem"

As Alvach and Nanaqem advanced out, now the men scattered in the square seemed to wander.

However, the Graphs-Zazas are settling down. In order to attend this feast, Alvach and the others once went out to greet the northern settlement. Moreover, Din's parents and Rad-Lid had received words of apology and gifts at the time of their last visit, so it was still a pattern when they found out.

"Finally, Lord Fermes, a diplomat of the King's capital, and his squire, Jemd. … we would like you to welcome the above nine guests."

"I understand. Your soldiers serve as security around the square, don't they?

"Mm-hmm. Therefore, I would like to ask you to forgive me for the knife. Also, these nine men have left knives and poisonous weapons in their cars, so they can't keep their hands down."

Melfried has also experienced several woodside feasts, which was something he was really used to.

After all, Graf-Zaza, who was to welcome a human being from the outside world as his first guest, is glowing his black eyes.

"If the sun has reached Jomtien, we begin a power comparison of the hunters. Until then, I would like you to refrain from doing so on this occasion."

"I understand. Now that we have the soldiers, ask Graf-Zaza to confirm as well"

So Melfried and Graf-Zaza walked away with the soldiers.

In exchange, a new group emerges. To that appearance, Odifia seemed to shine her eyes.

"Oh, has Melfried gone? Well, if there's only so many people left to say hello to, it'll be enough first."

It was George-Zaza wearing a fur coat who led that group.

It is Thur-din and some women who are holding back behind it. All of them were the women of Din and Lid.

"Welcome, Eurifia to Odifia,"

"Yeah, it hasn't been that long, but I was only able to say hello at the banquet the other day."

Instead of Eurifia smiling loosely, Odifia is slurping a quail and a small body. To that appearance, Eurifia chuckled.

"Odifia, say hello.... don't go in the wrong order."

"Yes.... thank you for the ginseng and garlic, Tour-din"

and Odifia pinched the hem of the piece again to thank your lady.

Tour-Din nods, "Yes," as he narrows his eyes happily.

"It is the parents of my family, starting with Zaza, who have allowed me to attend the Odifia… I am truly delighted to be able to have another feast with the Odifias"

Odifia nodded "Yeah," then looked up at her mother.

As Eurifia smiled with the same smile, pressing gently on its back, Odifia proceeded, by the way, to take it under Thur-din's chest.

"This whole thing was just a little rusty. Odifia and I are going to have a lot of fun today.

"Yes, of course."

It was an interaction between the two, like just watching it warm the chest.

In the meantime, the women of Din and Lid greet Eurifia and Polearths. This was once a joint harvest festival, and I guess we're going to get some knowledge. Merrim, the first participant, also blended very naturally into it.

My vision of watching people like that gets much darker. Looking up, at some point Alvach approached him right by the side and hid the overhead sun.

"Asta, Ai-Fa, it's been five days. Was it a breath disaster?

"Yes, the other day, thank you very much."

We, too, have been face-to-face since the dinner party where we welcomed the southern mission.

Pratica also advances, thanking her husband, Alvach. "Uhm" there, then Alvach looked around the square of the settlement.

"Already, enthusiasm, unusual, feeling. Hunters, temperament, spills,"

"Hmm. That's right, you're a family of hunters. Is it hard to perceive these signs?"

When Ai-Fa responded that way, Alvach nodded "um" again.

"On this occasion, it is as if to make a scene, blood, or noise. Compared to the power of the hunter, and feast dishes, it is a blissful day to taste with"

"Hmm. This will be the first time I have seen a comparison of the forces of the northern settlements too... but I guess I will not be betrayed by that expectation"

Speaking that way, Ey-Fa also feels that her eyes are sharper than in the morning. I feel restless, too, perhaps as a result of such impatience.

"... you'll be in the same position today, Asta"

And Fermez came through without a sound.

Its hazel eyes glow mysteriously, especially unusual.

"It's a shame you can't mouth Asta's cooking, but you're not happy to spend such a long time together. May I join you while you watch the power comparison?

"Yeah, of course. … sorry you couldn't say the same dish today"

I heard the story from Tour-Din beforehand. Since in the northern settlements the habit of mouth-watering meat-free meals has not yet taken root, it is not up to us to incorporate such things into feast dishes - as the Graph-Zaza has been informed.

Or, of course, they can't feed nothing to the noble Fermes of the King's Capital, so Tour-Din specially prepares them for that.

"It's all your fault, so there's nothing to say. As long as I'm sorry, I'm going to have to slight my extra hand on Tour-Din.... Whenever this kind of talk comes up, I'm alleging that my meal is unnecessary, but I guess that's not how it works."

"That's right. Besides, if you don't eat properly, you'll get sick again?

"Oh, are you worried about me or something?

Fermes approaches even closer, smiling like the girl she dreams of.

Then Ai-Fa grabbed my collar and moved away from under Fermes. Fermes looks back at Ai-Fa with a tickle of laughter.

"I apologize for this. … both the power of the hunter and the feast of the night is something to look forward to"

After a while, the Tour-Dins returned to the cabin to welcome their guests just me, Ai-Fa and the men.

For the minute Tul-din is gone, Zei-din is the opponent of the Eurifias. The men of Din and Lid also connect themselves with the face of the nobility at the last harvest festival. As for Alvach and Nanaqem, Georg-Zaza introduced them to the blood clan, and it was quite busy before the harvest festival began.

Then about four and a half minutes pass, and it is Jomtien.

Suddenly a heavy tone echoed, so I was to shrug my neck along with the noblemen.

Looking back at what the hell is going on, an unrecognizable apparatus is brought out in front of the main house. Leather stretched out in a large barrel, it seemed to be a drum.

"The sun has reached Jomtien! We will begin the Hunter Power Comparison, so gather here!

With a voice so heavy that it couldn't beat the drum, Graf-Zaza freshly did.

Those who were scattered in the square and those who were caged in Kamadu huts gather in front of the main house without slapping their mouths in vain. When more than a hundred families and more than thirty guests came together, the crowd was amazing.

"Guests, come here. First, let the blood family remember its name and appearance."

First, the families of Din and Lid, the blood clan, are introduced. Apparently, you consisted of a parent, two men and four women, respectively.

Next up is Rutim and Fa's face, not his blood. Rutim is five men and five women at a time, and the house of Fa, it goes without saying.

The guests of the nobility, consisting of nine people, and Pratica and Nicola, will also be introduced in advance. After all, Zaza's bloodthirsty people seemed strongly curious about you.

"… the above will be the guests invited to today's Harvest Festival. Originally, harvest festivals are to be celebrated only by the bloodline… I guess sometimes we need to put aside a lesson than ancient ones in order to go the right way. As numerous families have done, I want each to be sure that this is the right thing to do."

Again, even in settlements in the north, everyone was listening seriously to Graf-Zaza on such occasions.

The hunters are quite powerful because they were all wrapped around the hunter's clothes, including the guests. Apparently, in the northern settlements, it was a lesson to carry out force comparisons with the hunter's clothes wrapped around them.

"Now I would like to start comparing the power of the hunters… the guests will need an explanation. We decided to make a new arrangement in making a power comparison in the five families that added Havilla and Dana"

To Graf-Zaza's words, the men of Din and Lid also make an interesting face. Apparently they, the blood clan, too, this was their first ear.

"We also decided to make five power comparisons, apprenticing the six families, beginning with the house of Fa. In addition, the title of brave warrior shall be given to the two men who are second only to brave men"

"Hmm? You mean one brave man and two brave men will be born for one power comparison?

"Yes," Graf-Zaza nodded as Rad-Lid asked reluctantly.

"Previously, in the northern settlements, we had only performed a comparison of the powers of combat, giving the title of brave man to eight hunters. However, only four of the eight would have won further, since only fewer than forty hunters existed in the northern settlements in recent years at best, which would have allowed them to take true pride in it. I also hear that in Dana and Havilla, where only twenty hunters exist, three kinds of power comparisons were made, and one winner at a time was designated a brave man until the end.... So we have sixty of us today, which hunter will do a five-species power comparison. In doing so, we were to thoroughly talk about how many hunters needed titles to admire. After that, it's a decision."

"I see! Even at the Six Families Harvest Festival we do have, the hunter who wins to the second or third seems like a force worthy of the name of the brave man!

"Hmm. But I thought it would be inappropriate to give the title of brave man to as many as fifteen hunters, and I decided to give the title of ten brave men to five brave men. I would like to ask the hunters of Din, Lid, Rutim and Fa for their opinions on whether or not this arrangement is worthy of the people by the woods"

"Understood! If that's what you deserve, you want me to incorporate it at our harvest festival!

Graf-Zaza concurred heavily and shook off his muscular uplifting right arm.

"Now, start the power comparison! Let's start with a target! I want you to move to the west side of the square!

At the same time, one of the men rambled the drum with Gibba's femur, and the hunters of the five clans exploded their barbaric voices.

It is an awesome sound, like crushing the atmosphere. The ladies were stunned and caught in the arms of their companions, and Nicolas and others were about to lose their hips.

(I don't know...... it sounds like you have great intentions for power comparison after all)

Even the other families, of course, that would be the same thing. Luu's blood, among other things, should be brave enough to beat even the northern clan.

But I guess the hunters of the North are tempered not to push it away more. Dana and the hunters of Havilla, who are not wearing furs or skulls, etc., should not have seemed to be inspiring themselves not to be pressured by it.

"Hey, that's really awesome enthusiasm.... and you've never seen a drum like that by the woods, have you?

I snuck my ears off to Ai-Fa as I headed to the place designated Graf-Zaza. Ai-Fa has a hot eye and nods "umm".

"The tribe of the north weighs more on ancient scriptures than any other family. It may also be remnants of the time we lived in the Black Forest."

"I mean, you mean where it was once a sanctuary, right? I find it really interesting."

As Fermez pulled his mouth from the side, Ai-Fa looked back at you very reluctantly.

"Weren't we talking about it being only inheritance and there is no proof that it is true?

"Yeah, sure. But there's no mistake that it's the most consistent hypothesis."

That said, Fermes smiled softly.

"I just don't hear stories of drum tones sounding from Morga Forest. Then maybe that's not the culture of the sanctuary, but the culture brought to the Black Forest by the people of the clouds who ran off Sim. Well, that's interesting."

That's how we were getting to the western end of the square while Fermes was discussing it.

At the edge of the forest, a familiar wooden plaque is lowered from the branches. Also, it seemed that the style around here was also trampling our harvest festival, as the young people with the long grigi sticks were waiting.

"Guests, come here. I want you to sit down for those behind you."

And, the front row was laid with rugs, and guests without blood families were to be grouped together at the right end.

Thereupon, Tul-din and Zei-din, guests and blood clans, approach. Odifia, sitting properly on the rug, was looking back at you in the style of a puppy waving his tail.

"Excuse me. forgiveness so that we can take care of our guests"

The rug was already full, so Din's father and son succumb to its side. With Polearth and Merrim considerations, Odifia and Eurifia were to move their seats right next to it.

Try to follow further afterwards, and Morn-Rutim will come as well. I guess they offered to be under the blood family for about the duration of the power comparison. Led by Dan-Rutim, the people of Rutim were thrilled to welcome it.

Thus, it is the beginning of the force comparison.

One hunter from each family entered and stood in front of the target. It was Lem-Dom who was in the front line the most.

To be an apprentice, Lem-Dom wraps around the hunter's clothes, the same shape as the rest of his family, without Gibba's skull on them. That figure with the bow in his hand was so grand that it could not be beat by the other hunters.

The young men who waited behind the target groaned the strings supporting the wooden plaque with a stick of grigi.

As the youths moved to a safe place, another young man struck a drum.

That signals the start, and five hunters shoot arrows. And the voices of the toddlers counting ten were also to be overlaid with the sound of drums echoing in their bellies.

Three arrows are fired in between ten seconds toward a wooden plaque that swings to the left and right at all costs. After all, it seems to be the same rule as our harvest festival.

The wooden plaque bears a round mark, so we will be competing for the number centered on it. Ten seconds later, when the youngsters came to confirm the wooden plaque - the first winner was Lem-Dom.

And when the name was given, the drums were beaten, and the cheers rang. Rem-dom had his bow over his head with an extra look.

"Wow! Rem-dom is a lot of skill! That's right, Gida and Barsha just made it easy on you!

From somewhere not close by, I hear a loud voice from Dan-Rutim.

Speaking of which, Lem-Dom was hunting wild birds at the mercy of the Balshas for as long as he was running away. He also heard that Lem-Dom is top notch skilled because there are few hunters in the northern settlements who get bows.

(The hunters of the north seem to have a lesson in how to fix Gibba with a knife, besides many big people. So, you didn't grow a bow user?)

After all, Havilla and Dana had a lot of hunters with average back lengths and the bow skills seemed pretty good.

Only in the power comparison of the fighting, George-Zaza once said that because all the hunters in the northern settlements were to win, they were to carry out a power comparison of the five species. I guess the hunters of Havilla and Dhana have a share in this competition as well.

When I thought of it that way, I-Fa gave me an admirable twinkle.

"Ah, that's quite an arm. It could be comparable to Chim-Sudra or Joo-Run."

That means they are also comparable to the brave men of the Six Families.

If you stare at who the hell that is, it was Havilla's eldest brother who was being given the name of victory.

"Heh. That man looks amazing."

When I spoke that way, Tour-Din nodded "yes" with a smile.

"I've never seen a comparison between the power of Havilla and Dana either, but I hear that Havilla's eldest brother is a very powerful hunter."

All I once said was that I had a wedding feast, and Tour-Din looked happy.

Even in the meantime, the competition will continue solemnly: the total number of hunters of the five families was 58, so 12 battles were to be fought in just one round.

After all, the majority are won by the hunters of Dana and Havilla. Only four of them, Rem-dom and Georg-Zaza, plus Diga and Dodd, were likely to win the second round among the northern clans.

"Ho! Dom's apprentice hunter won by as many as three! What a delightful result!

Even farther away than Dan-Lutim, now Lad-Lid was making a scene.

But surely, that would be an astounding development. Only the apprentice hunters were set to win as all the Dom hunters headed by Dick-Dom were defeated. It was not only rad-lid, but how many people were caught in surprise.

"A bow can be a lot of training on its own. They must have trained more than anyone."

Ey-fa said so as he soaked something warm in his sharp eyes.

"Also, if there aren't many people in the Dom who get bows, that power should help a lot. With that in mind, they will be working on training as well."

"Hum! They have small liver balls, so they didn't just brush their bow arms so they wouldn't have to get close to Giva, sir!

Saying it that way, Zwei-Rutim was shaking his body softly. Oura-Rutim smiles quietly, watching his former family work.

Thus, it is finally the semi-finals.

This was to be carried out by twelve people divided into three groups. If you win this, it means you get the title of brave man or brave man.

The first game is a combination of Lem-Dom, Havilla's parents, Dana's young men, and Dodd.

And what a brilliant victory it was for Lem-Dom.

In the first battle we were able to center everything along with Havilla's parents, so a rematch was exchanged between the two of us, but that was where the victory was almost achieved.

The people of Dom, Zaza and Gene were cheering so much for both men and women.

The people of Havilla and Dhana are also striking their hands in a way that impresses them. Of course I, too, applauded my palms to the point where they hurt and let me congratulate Rem-dom on his victory.

In the second game, Havilla's eldest brother won in due course, and George-Zaza and Diga were to be defeated here.

Zwei-Rutim is secretly dropping his shoulders disappointingly. Whatever you say with your mouth, I guess you still wish Digga and Dodd worked. Oura-Rutim was gently stroking her daughter's fine back to comfort it.

The winner of the third match is Dana's parents. Its parents, who appeared to be as young as Gazran-Rutim, let the roar of joy slip away when victory was confirmed, and Dana's family was also rewarding it with cheer.

That's how it happened, the finals - in the first game, everyone let all the arrows be centered on the mark in the middle.

People boil down to this great battle. The guests gathered in this rug also seemed to be secretly dawning.

But again, I guess the eye-fa standout was right.

It was still the elder brother of the young Havilla who won the second battle.

More momentum than ever before, the drums are slammed and people explode their cheers.

And from over my head, Alvach's word "wonderful" spilled.

"Gerd, hey, that much hand work, it's rare. It is the hunter, the strength and the sensibility of the woodland."

"Yes, I feel the same way"

and Platica responded accordingly as well.

Neither of them had a broken expression, but the twinkle in their eyes reveals the inner Dawn. Nanaqem, who speaks nothing, was likewise.

(I guess half the purpose today is to compare this power. If you were happy, I'm fortunate)

Thinking about it that way, my back is kind of constantly mumbling, too.

I guess this also has to do with the ambient heat. The enthusiasm of the northern clan, which I intend to compare to the power of the hunter, was intertwined with the enthusiasm of Dana and Havilla, who are to be defeated by it, and did not seem to weave a more intense vortex of enthusiasm than any other clan.