934 Harvest Festival in the North Settlement ⑥ - Festival

Then time shifts - it is sunset.

When the ritual fire was lit in the center of the square, the ceremony to honor the brave and the brave was to begin by the partition of Gene's eldest brother.

The five brave men are sitting on the altar where the marutai are assembled, and the six brave men are sitting on the rug at their feet. Originally, there were ten warriors, but the same hunters duplicated them.

The drum is low and pounding everywhere......

And the people of the blood clan were echoing a melody that could not be a song or a chant, with a heavy voice that crawled through the earth.

The young ladies, wrapped in banquet costumes, throw herbs and nuts into the ritual fire.

Each time, the sweet, blue-smelling aroma came up with white smoke, and the delicate tone of the nuts to play was set to sound.

When Gene's eldest brother tells the name of the brave man, chanting voices are loud and ups and downs instead of cheering.

And Sufila-Zaza went up on the altar, moaning the vermilion, chanting the same chant as everyone else, and bestowed a grass crown on the brave.

This was the ceremony to honor the brave in the northern settlements.

Together with Ai-Fa and the other guests, I was supposed to look out for them in their magical comfort.

The brave target is Havilla's eldest brother.

The brave man carrying the load is Gene's parent.

The brave man on the tree climb is the head of the havilla.

The brave man with the stick draw is Graph-Zaza.

The brave man in the fight is Dick-Dom.

Everyone is wearing the hunter's clothes and clothes again. The three northern hunters had been given the grass crown of the brave from the top of their skulls and furs.

And next are the ten brave men.

The warriors on target are Lem-Dom and Dana's parents.

The courageous cargo man is the head of the Graf-Zaza and Dom branches.

The wood-climbing brave men are the parents of Dodd and Dana.

Bar pullers are Gene's parents and Dana's parents.

Fighting warriors are Graf-Zaza and Georg-Zaza.

Those hunters were to be awarded a little grassy leash-like medal on the chest. The parents of Graf-Zaza and Dana, who became warriors in multiple competitions, are awarded multiple medals.

At the end of those awards, the drums were hit as low as drumrolls, and the chanting voice disappeared as it drew its tail to the darkness.

After they disappear completely, Graf-Zaza rises on the stage.

"With the above, end the ritual honoring the brave and the brave. The hunters of Zaza, Dom, Gene, Havilla and Dhana, together with fifty-eight, would all have been able to show their power in the Mother Forest"

People are quiet. This is the time to hear the words of the parents in a solemn way, no matter what their family is.

"And to the hunters of Havilla and Dhana, who will have their first harvest festival together, I want to overlap my words as the parents of the parent Zaza.... Havilla's parents and elder brother were each to be awarded the title of brave man, and even Dana's parents were to be awarded up to three titles of brave man. Nor is it ever a disgraceful force when it comes to the other hunters. I truly find it difficult for my family, Havilla and Dana, to have a certain strength."

…………

"I want you to continue to encourage me to work and train as a Zaza bloodline and as a hunter by the woods. And - how should I live as a child of Western God, if it explores the right path together, I want to go one step at a time"

After all, there is no one to answer.

But in the square, the enthusiasm awaiting the moment of liberation felt gushing and increasing internal pressure.

"After this, I want the guests to share their joy in the feast dish created by the bloodline ladies.... to Mother Forest and Western God, bless!

"Bless you!" Along with the chanting, the drums were slammed again.

Even the heavy tone of the drum is layered on the swirling heat, so much so that I'm likely to be dazzled.

As such, the harvest festival feast was magnificently launched.

"Then Rutim and Fa's guests are here!

It was a boy about ten years old who had also served as a guide during the day who had called him to do so.

Rugs are laid to the left and right of the altar of the brave, and we are led there. It was George-Zaza sitting on the rug in the middle who called out "Hey" along the way.

"Another guest from Moribe and Castle Town, you want me to split the rug? I wonder if they would like to talk about it."

"Yes. But we can't fit all the guests in one rug..."

"Then why don't we split it half at a time? There are ten of us, so that's not a problem."

Georg-Zaza looked up on the stage laughing as the boy was making his eyes black and white.

"And that's what I think, what do you think? This one doesn't have enough hands to entertain the guests, and I don't think it's going to be hard if the guests are busy with each other."

Graf-Zaza, aguared on the stage, pondered for a while before nodding "um".

"First, you should make sure the Guests know which you want. That's how you work it out."

"Shit, I understand! Okay, here you go!

We returned the blemishes and went for the rug on the left, where the guests of Castle Town were already sitting.

When the guide boy followed and explained the situation, Polearth responded with a smile, "Yeah, like".

"If the Zazah bloodlines, as well as Rutim and Fa, can have their seats as well, there is no greater joy than that. … So how do we split seats?

"Guess one of us should accompany Gerd and the King's Capital, respectively"

Discussions between Melfried and Polearth led to a decision to divide the seats between the Marquis de Genos and the King's Capital with an allocation of five officials, and the Count d 'Aleim and Gerd with six officials.

"Okay, let's, uh, move over."

Alvach and the others take their seats while being in the highest position on this occasion.

That's how I was set to be pinched with my gaze by Arvach, who stood up, and Fermes, who stayed in the rug. You are silently asked which rug to rest on. [M]

"Seats do not move freely at any time. We'll deal with you first."

When he was gently smiled at by Gazran-Rutim, Fermes smiled remorsefully.

"It is also a great pleasure for me to deepen my bond with Gazran-Rutim.... to Asta. Ai-Fa, again."

"Yes. Now, if you'll excuse me"

So me and Ai-Fa, along with the Alvahs, decided to move to the rug on the other side. With Gazran-Rutim's extraction, Oura-Rutim and Zwei-Rutim, plus two men, will also accompany us here.

(Will Dan-Rutim speak with Fermes or Melfried sitting back? That's a combination of concerns)

Thinking that way, I let you sit on the rug.

Alvach, Nanaquem, Pratica, and Polearth, Merrim, and Nicolas. First, I was to be introduced to the aristocratic people and the unfamiliar Rutim face.

"Oh, are you Oura-Rutim and Zwei-Rutim? I hear about you from Lord Gazran-Rutim."

smiling and laughing, Polearth said so.

Instead of Zwei-Rutim, who reveals his vigilance, Oura-Rutim smiles quietly.

"Yes. Me and Zwei are moving Mr. from Sung to Rutim. … We also want your name from our parent Gazlan"

"Yeah, yeah. Lord Gazran-Rutim attends every meeting in Castle Town."

That being said, Polearth laughed so vividly.

"People like Diga and Dodd seem to be living well in Dom's house, above all else. They may soon return their souls without following the hunter's work - for God's sake, they were initially asked that way."

Polearth, an aide to the mediator, would of course have been reported on such a story one by one at the meeting.

So Arvach says, "Then -".

but those thin lips were to be immediately closed.

Pole Earth looks back at you with a decent face.

"What is it, Lord Alvach? Do you have any questions?

"No.... Digga, the hunters to doddle, were you, once, a family?

In response to Alvach's inquiry, Oura-Rutim answers yes.

"Diga and Dodd were the belly brother to this Zwei. How did you do?

"No. Both were brilliant, compared to force. It is the hunter, the strength and the sensibility of the woodland."

Somewhere, Alvach had an atmosphere that seemed to be teasing something.

But from the faceless look of its black rock statues, the inner mind is invisible. Nor did Polearth try to force prying, "Right," he grinned.

"This is the second time I've seen a comparison of the powers of the forest, but it really impresses me.... At the last Harvest Festival, Lord Ai-Fa also did a great job."

"I'm just listening from Polearth, too, and my chest jumped. You're a woman and you're young like that, but you're powerful enough to be a brave man in combat."

When Merrim also smiled and followed him, Ai-Fa beckoned as "I'm here" with a stubborn face.

There, a few men approach. Little familiar, young men of the Zaza bloodline.

"Excuse me. Because the women are busy at work, we're supposed to be dealing with guests."

"This is, be polite. Come on, have a seat."

The number of men was three, one of whom was a young man, a family member of the Zaza main house. The other two names are not wearing anything, so they would be the family of Dana or Havilla.

Me and Ai-Fa's known opponents were the Nokimi Brave Men or the Brave Men, so they couldn't help themselves for a while. Then this is who I am as a lubricant.

"Thank you for everything today. Thanks to all of you, we are having a very full time"

"Hmmm.... wouldn't there have been any endings?

"It's outrageous not to start over. After comparing our powers, we were able to do another cooking tour."

Saying it that way, I jumped my gaze over Pratica and Nicolas.

Pratica praises you for what you have gained.

"I, Asta, feel the same way. Thank you from the bottom of my heart for cooking, visiting and forgiving."

"Wow, so am I. Thank you for today."

The young man in Zaza was wearing fur, so Nicolas seemed to have a lot of hips again. This young man is also a giant, comparable to Dan-Rutim.

Like following Nicolas like that, Merrim throws a grin and a smile.

"This Nicola is the culinary number of the mansion where we live. You broke a bone for Nicolas, and I thank you, too."

"Kamado is part of the crowd when it comes to work, so there's no reason for us to be thankful... I just wanted to ask you one question."

and the young man of Zaza embarked on a giant.

"Are your Nicolas and Pratica all at the service of nobility? Is there anything for such people to gain from seeing Kamadu's work in the northern settlements?

"Whatever. Otherwise, no tour, no wish."

After answering that way, Pratica tilted her neck like a cat.

"Do you have any questions? The intent of the question is unknown."

"No... if we're talking about wanting to see Asta or Tour-Din's work at Fa's house, we still know. But it wasn't just Tour-Din, it was all Kamadu's job, right?

"Yes. Tool-din, power, out of the picture. And Tour-Din, the hands-free people, hands-on, brilliant. A certain level, keeps, I think."

That's what Platica said, glowing her purple eyes hard.

Then Nicola, too, overlaps the words as she had decided.

"Wow, I think so too. Of course, the folks at the woodland side will have a difference in proficiency depending on their families… Still, I wonder if Asta's cooking methods are definitely made ours. Just look at the handiwork and we'll be trained."

"Right.... I guess there are still more Kama numbers with better arms in other clans than in northern settlements?

"Yes. Usually, Fa's work, the family you're helping, it's not comparable, I think. Also, Luu's blood family, as well."

When Pratica answered in a resolute tone, Nicola pulled that arm in a panicked fashion.

Zaza's young man smiles bitterly under what he wears, responding, "It's okay."

"We're talking about Fa's neighboring family and Luu's blood, who lurk a tremendous amount of food every day for the business of stalls. Also, since Asta in Fa's house is directly at his fingertips, it would be natural for there to be a difference in power from this one."

"I see. Speaking of which, the Zaza bloodline was in a position to oppose the deeds of Fa's house until the end, right?

Pol Earth's mouth looked intriguing.

The young man of Zaza is unreasonable and responds with "um".

"Because we weighed in on our lesson than we did in ancient times, and I still believe it is right that over the course of a year we have seen the fate of Fa's house"

"Yeah, yeah. If that's all it took to build a solid relationship of trust, then that's the best part."

Apparently, even if I hadn't lubricated him, he'd never run out of talk.

There again, a new shadow approaches. Now were the toddlers that put wood dishes on the basin.

"I brought you a feast dish! Enjoy!

In the center of the rug, large dishes with dishes and small dishes for serving are arranged. People were to express their joy in their own fashion.

"No, it smells good! Isn't this just bullshit...?

"" Giba Katsu "and" Croquette "and" Menchkatsu, "right? Aren't the Alvahs new to anything but 'Giba Katsu'?

"Uhm," Alvach responds violently, glowing his nasty blue eyes. The same is true of Pratica and Nicola, who have not yet spoken while visiting the cooking.

Since the three types of fried food were to be finished after the feast began, they are all freshly fried. Uster sauce and seal juice were also prepared separately to be used as desired.

And then there's chopped tinos like mountains, baked poiton baked in a stone kiln, and a 'miso tailored pot of moth'. As for the first row of feast dishes, it was an impeccable line-up.

"This' croquette 'is dominated by chacci, with the addition of giva ground beef and minced aria there." Menchikatsu is dominated by Giva ground beef, and only Aria minced should be added. "

There was no such thing as a woman handling the dishes on this occasion, so I was supposed to explain it when I saw the work process.

Merrim smiled and watched Nicolas as she split the dishes, and she looked at me all the time.

"This is, uh, different from the confectionery Limi-Lew was serving at the tea party, right? However, Kurumu......"

"Oh, 'Cream Croquet of Tripe', right? Yes, the clothes are the same, but they are completely separate."

Alvach, who had left the culinary intake to Pratica, glances again at the "Tripe".

"I know that name. Genos, during the rainy season, it's harvested, is it a vegetable?

"Yes, did you also know the vegetables in the rainy season"

"Uhm. Buy it, do what you can't, be careless"

That's well, until the ingredients can only be harvested during the rainy season, it's also hard to deal with in trade. Instead, we have purchased a large quantity of Gerd's ingredients at a price that is not so easily accessible to the people of Ichii.

"Harvest, expected to increase, if it stood, starting next year, trading, will begin. But this year, I didn't make it. … mindless."

"Really? So what we're looking forward to next year."

So first of all, it's the current dish, rather than next year's story.

Alvach's interest seemed to have shifted quickly when the split dishes were on hand.

"Here, how, should I eat it?

"Both 'croquettes' and 'menthikatsu' are soft, so it is possible to cut them apart with a wooden spoon. This uster sauce is a great place to season your afterhangings."

Alvach carried the cut 'croquette' to his mouth with a solemn gesture.

Other people also put their hands on each dish. The first person to utter his thoughts was still Alvach.

"Chatch, texture, great. Also salt gas, and pico leaves, understatement, important.... This one, Asta, would you have devised it?

"Yes, it was a long time ago that you devised it, so it looks like you've taken root in the northern settlements as well"

Then Pratica jumped a sharp glance at me.

"'Croquet', 'Menchcuts', they're both delicious. But the house of Fa, the house of Luu, has never been offered before. Reason, is there?

"Right. Forestside people try not to eat fried foods too often in order to discourage oil intake. Moreover, there may be the aspect that" croquettes "and" mench cutlets "are less frequently served because" giva cutlets "are preferred by the forest."

"I see! If it was such a delicious dish, I wouldn't want to eat it like every day"

With a full smile on his face, Pol Earth is also cheeky with a 'menthikatsu'.

Merrim chuckled and then pounded Pol Earth's round stomach.

"If you put any more meat on it, you'll be anxious about your health. Please be careful."

Polearth laughed at Merrim after a decent one.

"Yeah. I think I'll keep an eye out for my health... but I guess it's embarrassing to be told in a place like this"

"Oh, I'm sorry! It's your job now!

Merrim opened her eyes wide and pressed one hand against her own cheek.

"We were stuck in a soothing mood, and we were losing our position. You allowed me to accompany you today as your aide's companion... and now you shouldn't."

"Yeah. Well, the folks at the woods won't blame it for being rude, but we need to be careful for that."

Zaza's young man tilted his thick neck at such an interaction between the two names.

"Was it disrespectful? I don't think there's a problem at first."

"Yeah, I wonder if this is a castle town lesson. Noblemen are invited to a feast and should not look too relaxed."

"Right. If it's not our story to get involved in, I'd like you to work it out."

The tension, which was still marginally left, was also felt to loosen up while such words were exchanged.

The men of Havilla and Dhana, and the men of Rutim, also speak pompous. If a new dish was carried along the way, it would be rejuvenated and the people's mouths seemed smoother.

"It is the hunter, the strength and the sensibility of the woodland. Big bear of the muffle, behind, to take, will not"

"What kind of beast is a muffled bear?

"Tall, bigger than Alvach, with his nails, one swing, the human skull, slapping and cracking.... excuse me. during meals, is disproportionate."

"No. Neither Me nor Merrim are so nervous thin people, so don't worry.... Oops, is Nicola okay?

"Yes. Please continue the conversation."

"Excuse me.... Whatever it is, Muffle's Big Bear, it is madness. But the threat of Giva, I guess, is no less. Therefore, I think the hunter by the woods, the extraordinary power, would have been raised"

Then Alvach, who was eating 'Giva Bone Ramen' all at once, looked back at Nanaqem all the time.

"Nanaquem, it is rap. I, the harvest festival, the attendance, when I asked for it, remember being jerked off, but I do."

"... stick, disagree, not. It's just you, runaway, stop eating, me, role."

"Hmm. Nanaquem, harvest festival, if you are enjoying it, it is above all"

Nanaquem turned his purple eyes half-eyed and twisted Arvach, then looked back at Ey-Fa all the time.

"When this happens, the right word, what would it have been?

"Hmm? If I get hit with any unwanted words, I'm trying to be 'nasty'."

"It is. … Alvach, it's obnoxious"

Maybe Nanaqem was more strongly impressed than Alvach about the hunter's power comparison.

Whatever it is, it is a smiling interaction between the two names.

"During your meal, excuse me! May I ask my guests to bless the braves, too?

and the example boy came again and told me so.

I guess the congratulations of all the blood families have finally come to an end. We ate all the food we had left before we could lift our hips.

The brave men are on the stage, and the brave men are rugs at their feet, each mouthing a feast dish. As we approached, Melfried and the others were just finishing their greetings to the warriors and headed to the altar.

"Happy day, everyone. I'm not a hunter. I'm going to let myself drain blood."

When I raise my voice like that, the people I see smile back. In the northern settlements, George-Zaza, Rem-dom and Dodd are people with deep fingers and edges.

Alvach and Polearths will also congratulate each other orally. In that, Oura-Rutim gently pushed her daughter's back.

"Oh, Zwei-Rutim to Oura-Rutim. Thank you so much for today."

Dodd had a very full grin on his face as tough as a dog.

In return, Zwei-Rutim said, "Hum!," he snorts in grandeur.

"Whatever it is, you've become a warrior, sir! Do the work you deserve and get a decent bone wrap, yo!

"Oh. To Mida-Lou, you've taken a long way back. Oura-Rutim and Zwei-Rutim, and Yamir-Ray."

With the same look on his face, Dodd said so.

"But I'm not even at Dom's yet. We're going to go one step at a time by consolidating our feet."

"Yeah, you guys would be able to grab a healthy ending after that."

Oura-Rutim is also smiling softly as he lays his hand on Zwei-Rutim's thin shoulder.

"Thank you," Dodd replied, then clouding his eyebrows all the time.

"By the way, don't you know the Diga one? You just came here to give me a blessing, and you quickly lost sight of me."

"Hung! I couldn't be a brave man myself, so I thought you were crying somewhere.

And, saying tough things with his mouth, Zwei-Rutim looked worried and turned his gaze around.

"Right," replies Oura-Rutim, smiling to fool both of them.

"Even after finishing the power comparison, Diga seemed a lot discouraged. We'll try to find it."

"I'm coming, too. When the guests are blessed, the brave men are free."

With that kind of interaction sidelined, we were supposed to walk up to the altar.

There are five brave men waiting for you with such a brave look. The head of Havilla was also quite a strong side, so only his elder brother was unrelated to the intimidation.

"Let us bless the brave men of the blood of Zaza. I think it was a power not ashamed of the name of the chieftaincy muscle."

Here, Ai-Fa took the initiative to raise his voice.

Graph-Zaza responds with "um" in the style that the chief deserves.

"It was the first comparison of the forces carried out in the five families, but I am also entrusted with satisfactory content. With regard to the new arrangements, what would have been the case?

"It seemed to me that there was no shortage whatsoever. I wonder if many families would apprentice, even with regard to the arrangement of two brave men"

"Right. The words of Fa's parent, Ai-Fa, let them be retained in his chest. … after this, I want you to enjoy the feast freely"

Answering "I'm here," Ai-Fa retreated.

Before I went after it, I decided to keep my voice on Dick-Dom as well.

"Congratulations, too, Dick-Dom. For the last fight, my chest got hot too."

Dick-Dom remained silent, gripping the earthen bottle of fruit liquor.

I don't even know the expression because the skull wear is tilted deep. As I stood confused, Gene's parents smashed "Hey" and his shoulder.

"Are you asleep? Asta of Fa's house is blessing you."

Dick-Dom looked up like a hack.

Out of the shadow of my skull, my black eyes look back at me blurry. Really, were you even asleep?

"Oh, Asta at Fa's house. … words of blessing, thank you"

"Yes, you must be tired, so rest easy"

I decided to follow Ai-Fa, breathing relief.

It was all that death fighting, so naturally you're tired. Still, Dick-Dom was grabbing the earthen bottle with his right hand, so he didn't need to worry about the ancient wounds.

The people who have finished their blessings are beginning to scatter. The brave men still remained on the stage, but the brave men and their guests went hand in hand with free movement. Gazran-Rutim and Dan-Rutim have already disappeared, and a line in the Marquis de Genos is about to leave the scene with guidance from Zei-Din. I'm sure he's trying to get to the work of Tour-Din.

Well, now, what are we supposed to do - and standing side by side with Ai-Fa, Arvach noticed this one approaching.

"Asta. Question, okay?

"Yes. What is it?

Alvach has deliberately folded his long body and leaned down to my ear.

"Digga, Dodd, Oura-Rutim, Zwei-Rutim, former family, it was told...... Zazz-Sun, Tay-Sung, would it be an associate?

Alvach watches puppet plays, so he knows the names of Zazz-Sung and Tay-Sung. Besides, he should have accumulated different knowledge of the situation by the woods as well - but still, he hadn't heard about the Diggas.

"Yes, Diga, Dodd and Zwei-Rutim will be the grandchildren of Zazz-Sung, and Oura-Rutim will be the daughter of Tay-Sung. So for Zwei-Lutim, Tae-Sung will also be a grandfather."

When I whispered in response, Alvach woke up "I see".

Those blue eyes follow the backs of the Zwei-Rutims, who are moving away from the scene.

"Um... what was done with that?

"Uhm. Earlier, I put it on the subject, it wasn't appropriate, I thought, so I had the opportunity to ask, I waited"

That being said, Alvach closed only half his eyelids.

Somewhere, it's like smiling satisfactorily.

"If the blood of a great sinner, healthy, lives, it is above all. I don't think there's any more order or disturbance around the woods."

That's why Alvach was showing an obscure attitude earlier.

The people present, even if they had brought up such a topic, might not have disturbed my mind - yet Alvach's consideration of noticing me that way did not make me happy.

"Now, if you'll excuse us, Kamadu, for touring. I just want to talk and wish again."

"Yes. See you soon"

Apparently, it was time to start a carpet bombing of culinary sentiment around Alvach Hakamadu.

Fermes, thinking he had been asked to work as an interpreter, will follow Alvach and the others as he turns his unfortunate gaze here. That's how I realized that me and I-Fa were completely isolated.

"Alas, sometimes it's unusual for Ai-Fa and Asta to be left alone. Is this Mother Forest tease?

And, the smiling Rem-Dom approaches.

"What about George-Zaza? Oh, you headed to Thur-din with the nobles. Then I'll take responsibility and guide you both."

That led us to the stage where we rolled out into the swirling square of hot air at the Lem-Dom escort.