Chapter 517
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Rose's ancestral sacrifice wasn't an ordinary ritual. Instead, it was a rather grand and solemn event. Perhaps it could be said that it was exceptionally important to the family and had a strong family nature.
On this day, the family members had to personally welcome the deceased outside the city and bring the remains to the shrine dedicated to the Primordial Goddess Xi Ya. After a grand blessing ceremony, the deceased would be allowed to rest in peace. Then, the closest family member would send the remains to the burial ground and lay them to rest.
As a matter of fact, not only Rose, but the nobles of nearby countries would also come here every year in hopes of praying for the blessings of their ancestors at Xi Ya's shrine. However, the owners of the shrine, the Sorofia Family, rarely participated in the ceremony, let alone the owner of the shrine, Xia Luote.
It was apparent that as the descendant of the King Selection Bloodline, Luo Ya had to participate in the ceremony. However, it was too difficult for one person to complete the ceremony. At least two people were needed.
And this was exactly what the red-haired young lady wanted.
Although Luo Ya and Xia Luote didn't need such a compulsory guarantee, it was different in the eyes of others. Or perhaps, the young lady wanted others to recognize her identity, such as … Luo Ya's father. Remember in a second!
Xia Luote was excited at this thought. Her emerald pupils were filled with determination. Upon seeing this young lady, Luo Ya revealed a helpless smile.
Among all the young ladies Luo Ya knew, Xia Luote was the one who lacked a sense of security the most. Not only was it because of the [Loyalty] source substance of the Sorofia Family, but more importantly, it was due to the pressure from Luo Ya's father, Ka Diya.
Originally, Xia Luote wanted to get pregnant before Ka Diya returned to the Akat Family in order to change Ka Diya's attitude toward her. But after trying for a long time, Xia Luote realized that her constitution might not be able to achieve this goal. As a result, she changed her direction and chose to worship the ancestors to further strengthen their relationship.
"… My dear, you really agreed?"
After nodding and agreeing to Xia Luote's request, the reddish-brown haired girl's mood became increasingly warm. The young man and the girl hugged each other for a long time, and their hearts were once again drawn together by the attraction of the rings.
After making a series of plans to worship the ancestors, Luo Ya and Xia Luote continued their journey. The following days were indeed quite leisurely.
It had to be said that with the progress of human society, the custom of praying for the dead ancestors in Xi Ya continued to decline. Rose, due to its unique geography and history, was the best preserved country, far surpassing other countries.
Naturally, Luo Ya could not say such a ridiculous idea out loud. However, Luo Ya still had a positive attitude towards this custom. After all, worshipping the ancestors and praying for their blessings was a kind of spiritual inheritance to some extent. It was also helpful in learning history.
Of course, this troublesome situation was partly due to the lack of information. However, if they visited the graves of their ancestors every year, Luo Ya felt that they could still remember the deeds of their ancestors and pass down the deeds of their ancestors.
Other than praying for the ancestors, Luo Ya helped Xia Luote with official business every day. As they got closer and closer to Rose, the reddish-brown haired girl's work increased. Sometimes, it would take an entire afternoon to finish it, and it was very exhausting.
As a woman, Xia Luote was essentially the little princess of Rose. Naturally, she could not work like a cow or a horse. However, it seemed that she had to stay up late and work overtime. Luo Ya could not help but sigh at the impression that Xia Luote gave others. Unlike her noble appearance, she could still endure hardships.
When he heard that Antonio had sent a reply, Luo Ya's first reaction was to heave a huge sigh of relief. No matter what, being able to write a letter meant that he was still alive. This was more important than anything else.
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