The War God's sudden generosity sent the Voidwalkers into a panic. Baiyi, on the other hand, was fine. Although he felt that the War God's gift was a hot potato, he was not afraid. He was not a pushover, so no matter what the War God wanted him to do, he could just reject it if he was unhappy. Even if it was a sugar-coated bullet, Baiyi was confident that he could return the favor.
There was nothing to fear in the Void. With twenty percent of his power, even the War God would not be able to do anything to him. Baiyi was confident in his ability to do so. Furthermore, his true body was in the Void, a forbidden area that even the gods could not reach.
Just as the Voidwalkers were bored out of their minds and discussing the War God's true intentions, a certain Cleric, who had been pretending to be a corpse all this while, suddenly sent Baiyi four messages through memory sharing. That was one more than the last time he sent Baiyi. Baiyi was taken aback. He opened the first memory, and it was just one sentence: "Let nature take its course."
'Are you crazy? What the hell are you talking about at a time like this? ' Baiyi was very displeased with this kind of communication method, and could not help but curse inwardly.
As expected, the second memory was, "You're the crazy one!"
'What a weird way to argue with someone in the middle of nowhere …' Baiyi thought to himself as he opened the third memory.
"If you think it's weird, then trust me. I'll guide you in the right direction!"
'Tsk tsk, it's rare for this Cleric to talk so much at once. Isn't he afraid of getting struck by lightning? ' Baiyi thought to himself as he opened the last memory.
"Lightning won't strike me."
Baiyi was speechless. Although this was the second time this had happened, the fact that the Cleric knew what the Cleric was going to say in advance and had even prepared his lines was really creepy. Baiyi had no choice but to tell the other Voidwalkers about it.
The Second Walker, the Swordsman, who was also a man of few words, spoke up for the Cleric. "Since he told you to let nature take its course, there's no harm in listening to him. He would never harm you. Didn't that village girl prove it?"
"The Fourth Walker, huh? To be honest, I think he has always been the most mysterious one among us. " The Third Walker added, "When I first met him in the void, I did not sense much power from him, but he managed to survive. His state of mind was even calmer than the three of us. It was as if he knew that we would meet again … Now that I think about it, it's quite unbelievable."
"I know that his ability may be special, but that's what I'm not happy about. If he has the ability, then why don't he step forward and carry? What's the point of hiding it? "Baiyi was still dissatisfied with the Fourth Walker's" Bridge Bridge "approach.
"If a prophecy is too clear, it won't be effective, right?" The Archmage defended the Fourth Walker. "If he told you to let nature take its course, and not to be cautious, then it means that the situation is not as complicated or as serious as we thought. Or, in other words, the subsequent changes are within your capabilities. Knowing this, we can rest easy."
In short, with the Fourth Walker's endorsement, the War God could be set aside for now. Thus, the journey to Gouve came to an end. Baiyi began to think about how he should bid farewell to the dragon knights. After all, tomorrow was the Harvest Festival.
But just as he opened the door, he saw Aya standing outside. The little female dragon looked very distressed. Her brows were slightly furrowed, and her thin lips were tightly pursed. Her hands were clasped tightly in front of her chest, as if she was struggling with an important decision.
"What's wrong? Is there something wrong? "Baiyi asked.
"Wha … Why did you come out all of a sudden?" Aya was startled. She was so lost in her own thoughts that she did not even notice Baiyi's door open.
"Um … Um …" Aya looked at Baiyi eagerly. She was already a mother, but she still had the look of a little girl on her face. "Mr. Hope, would you like to attend the Harvest Festival Gala with me tomorrow?"
Those words had drained all of her courage. After she was done, she did not dare to look at Baiyi. Instead, she quickly lowered her head, as if she did not want Baiyi to notice her beautiful face that was quickly dyed red. She only dared to look at the tip of her toes that was peeking out from under her skirt, waiting for Baiyi's answer with hope in her eyes.
'Did you not notice that the girl had secretly changed the way she addressed me from' Master 'to' Sir '?' Baiyi shook his head inwardly as he tried to think of a way to reject the offer. Just then, Mia and the rest of the girls walked over to him. They were excitedly discussing about the Harvest Festival with an expectant look on their faces. They did not know that Baiyi was planning to leave.
After a moment's hesitation, Baiyi said, "Alright, I got it."
He had to respond to the girls' expectations. Besides, he had already taken care of the anomaly, and everything was peaceful. There were no evil cultists coming out to cause trouble. There shouldn't be any problems with this harvest festival. He should be able to hold it successfully, right?
"That's great!" Aya raised her head again and smiled sweetly. Her face was full of happiness, and she hurriedly ran away like a happy little bird.
"Is there a need to be so happy? It's just a festival, right? " Baiyi muttered to himself as he looked at Aya's happy face. It was obvious that he did not know about the romantic legend of the Harvest Festival, nor did he know the romance and sweetness behind the invitation.
Just like that, the Harvest Festival began. Although it had been delayed for a few days, that did not stop the citizens of Gouve from celebrating. Early in the morning, countless fowls of different sizes and heights were released from the floating islands like pigeons, flying towards the floating island where the Royal City was located. Almost everyone in the Kingdom of Rotetia had left their homes to participate in this grand celebration. Even the young men of the Dragon Knights who were not on duty were dressed handsomely as they hitched a ride with the knights on duty to the Royal City in groups of threes and fives.
The leaders of the Dragon Knights were there as well. The leader and the old dragon, Yosef, were going to attend the royal banquet hosted by the King. Aya, Mordred, and the other girls rode on the dragon, Lancelot, which Baiyi had met once before. The dragon did not even dare to raise its head when it saw Baiyi, and it obediently served as a means of transportation.
However, the girls who were riding on the dragons did not seem particularly surprised. It seemed like they had secretly ridden a dragon before when Baiyi was not around. With Mordred, a lady with a high status, riding a dragon was not a difficult task at all.
Aya, on the other hand, was the most eye-catching. Her long blonde hair was coiled into an intricate bun on top of her head. She was dressed in a pure black dress, which was off-the-shoulder and had a deep V-neck design. The black dress accentuated her snow-white, delicate skin. Her skirt was ridiculously short, and the black stockings on her thighs accentuated her absolute territory, making it hard for anyone to take their eyes off her.
Aya did not look like a young mother today. Instead, she looked like a young girl who was courageously pursuing her own happiness.
"Do I … Do I look good?" Aya was wearing a pair of black gloves that extended to her elbows. She held them in front of her chest, waiting for Baiyi's answer.
Before Baiyi could say anything, Mordred cut in, "Mommy looks so beautiful today! This is the first time I've seen Mommy dressed up so beautifully! "
"Yeah, Big Sis Aya looks so young. She doesn't look like Mo's mother at all. She looks more like a sister," Tisdale chimed in.
"It's beautiful," Baiyi admitted frankly.
"That's great!" Aya smiled happily. "Actually, I don't wear such a short dress. It's so bold …" She lowered her head and adjusted the hem of her skirt, trying to make the shyness on her face fade a little. "But I see that Mia and the others like short dresses like this. I'm sure you'll like it, right?"
'Tsk, has the title changed from' you 'to' you 'already?' Baiyi wanted to laugh. 'Actually, I prefer long dresses that are more conservative …'
By the time Baiyi and the others entered the Capital City, the place was already bustling with activity. Pedestrians jostled each other's shoulders, giving Baiyi a sense of the Spring Festival back on Earth. Above their heads, sky-sky-rays floated down like pieces of paper, and families sat on their backs, beaming with joy.
Gouve was a sparsely populated realm, and the population of the entire Rotetia Kingdom was small — barely a million. It was only during festivals that everyone gathered on the Royal City's floating island.
During the day, Baiyi followed the girls as they wandered around the Capital City. The sight of a group of gorgeous, upper-class beauties in a group naturally attracted a lot of attention.
Baiyi did not mingle with the girls. Most of the time, he stood quietly by the side, quietly admiring the beautiful scenery. Aya followed him obediently, like a gentle and happy wife.
Inevitably, some passersby commented, "What a happy family.
"What a happy family. The daughters are all so beautiful. I'm so envious."
"That madam is young and beautiful, too. But why is that gentleman still wearing thick armor during the festival?"
"Maybe it's some kind of fetish? But the girl in the black dress is already a madam? "
"Of course! Didn't you notice the bun on her head? That's the style of a lady who's already a mother … "
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