Secret: The Fool's Witch Angel

Recia, who was in a stable figure, turned her head and saw the person who bumped into her clearly. It was the person who saw eating raw meat that day. She seemed to be Betty's distant uncle North.

His face was pale, he looked 28 years old, he had no beard, black-green hair, and the color of his pupils was also greenish, like a will-o'-the-wisp at night.He was strong and almost half a head taller than she was.

The breath on his body is cold, and he will be a little irritable if he looks at it for a long time. He is wearing simple clothes that he usually wears for farm work.

Looking at Leicia with a somewhat sinister look, she smiled and returned to the crowd, joining the chat with several people.

The uncomfortable gaze disappeared, and Leicia also had the urge to hit him.

She didn't like the aura emanating from him, and she must repay this hatred later, this was the first thought in her mind.

"Recia, are you okay, I'll show that guy a good look later." Natalia and Dermot checked up and down.

The village chief, Little, also exuded a majesty, and comforted Leicia a few words, saying that North would definitely be dealt with later, and he was the one who scolded just now.

Yulia, with her belly puffed out, looked at Recia's body with both hands, and nodded to express her affirmation.

Even Leicia didn't know when she appeared here, and every time she saw her, there was an unspeakable sense of something wrong.

"The development is very good, and she will be a good mother in the future. Let's try to be a sacrificial saint first."

"I have to let Leicia choose by herself, she is still young." Natalia added.

"Yeah, it's about to start, go and wait. I'm very optimistic about Recia."

Recia, who was taken away, suspected that they were going to introduce her husband candidates next.

In terms of beauty, those three people are not bad; in terms of temperament, I have an extra heroic spirit that destroys the girl's softness, and the other party's ones are obviously more suitable.

The hooded figure was also in the group next to him, and the face hidden within was invisible.

Since the candidates and the audience had to be separated, Leicia didn't have the opportunity to ask her questions now.

The few people next to him have dark purple skin and ordinary appearance, just like ordinary villagers.The occasional exposed arm bears some ulcer-like scars.

The village chief, Little, was also ready to walk to the area reserved in front, and coughed twice to quiet down the noisy crowd.

"The annual election of the sacrificial saintess is about to begin again, and the chosen ones will replace our village of Yansier to pray and believe in the starry sky and all things, so that we can continue to receive their gifts and prosperity next year."

The people below cheered, shouting their beliefs and the people they hope to choose.

Leicia also heard many people calling her name.

Betty shook the flowers in her hand, yelled a few times and winked at Leicia.Awoshika also supported her stomach and nodded towards her.

North and the others watched with a sneer, as if they were about to rush forward at any moment.

Recia wondered when she had provoked him, or if he was angry because he stole raw meat and was bumped into by herself.

The invisible eyes of the man wearing the black hood were also looking at himself, and after being stared at by her, he looked at the classical beauty next to him.

She has no impression of most of the other people who got together, except for the few people she saw in the past few days.

She couldn't help but look at the pile of raised grass in the back from time to time, and it was also attracting her there, as if it was very familiar to her.

"Stop looking around, look forward," Natalia said, leading Recia to the area behind Village Chief Little.

Beside them were the same candidates. Except for the pregnant one who smiled and looked at him, the others were all looking forward with calm expressions.

"Since the messengers from all things in the starry sky helped us suppress the evil that imprisoned the free belief in Yanxier Village, we are now ushering in a new year. The birth of the sacrificial saint is related to the stability in the new year, and she will strengthen it again. Seal against evil.

"So—" Little pulled his voice for a while, and his expression became serious: "I won't talk nonsense, I hope some of you newcomers will obey the rules of the village for me."

After he finished speaking, he looked at North with majestic eyes, and the people around him rushed forward and pressed him down.

The few people around him hid aside and watched in fear, not daring to make any disturbing movements.

"No one can escape from the rules. This time I read you as a first-time offender, and next time I will become the dirt of a forbidden place."

Those people took out sticks and beat North continuously. He fell to the ground motionless, raised his head and looked at Leicia with resentful eyes, and the dark green in his pupils seemed to be burning.

North, who was beaten to a bloody mess, didn't cry out, and was finally pulled out by his two companions, and the atmosphere returned to the way he had just arrived.

The villagers were just discussing around, without any expression or excitement, and felt that the discussion was only for the sake of discussion.

Recia felt that they were too uncoordinated and unified.

Thinking of the scene where North was beaten to a bloody mess, he flinched a little, if he would definitely die.

Natalia, who was staying at the side, met Little who turned his head to give a speech, and Little continued to watch everywhere for a while.

With a smile on the corner of her mouth, she pulled Dermot who was a little dazed beside her to hold each other's arms.

…Then choose the most suitable candidate in your mind, and take pictures of the teams one by one to vote. "

"Green, Martel, Steele, Recia... people other than them don't count, and if you vote, it will be invalid. You have to think carefully, this is related to the future of all of us."

At this time, Recia realized that the woman in the classical court dress beside her was Steele, the green hair was Green, and Martel was gentle and maternal.

I hope everyone chooses the three of them. I have even forgotten the ceremony, so it is definitely inappropriate.

Of course, it would be better to be able to look at the raised grass after the end.

What is under the dark red round handle inside?What is sealed there?Why are the people in the village so resentful?

"Teacher Leicia, come on, we like you to be a model."

The painting brothers and sisters and their father Murray came in front of Leicia and inserted the laced sticks in their hands into the ground. There was a person in the back who was distributing them to those who lined up, and the village chief, Little, watched from the side.

Murray, who had a few strands of white on his head, shook hands with Lecia. His clothes were stained with a lot of colorful paint, and the pupils of his eyes were somewhat illusory, as if irregular spaces were folded together.

"Looking forward to the moment when I paint your portrait, I am very honored, thank you for the gift of the invisible god."

After he finished speaking, he took the child and left, leaving behind Leicia who was in a daze and forgot to thank him. What is this?
"Teacher Leicia, take a good look and remember to choose me."

Betty took the flowers and brought the person who pulled the thorny carriage to vote for her. She handed the bouquet of flowers to Leicia and left happily.

All the students she taught brought their families to vote for her. They were a little behind, but now they overtook the classical beauties around them.

Unlike everyone else, when Schiller and the man with the hood came here, he hesitated, not knowing whether he should go in, looked at the few people opposite, and thought about it.

The hooded man was inserted directly into the frame in front of Leicia, revealing the purple-black skin with hideous scars, more like a claw.

"Schiller, if you don't want to vote, just abstain."

Leicia persuaded him who was struggling, after all, he is a person who often plays the flute well, so it doesn't matter if he doesn't vote.

"Teacher Leicia, come on."

After hesitating for a long time, he still interrupted, and after saying a word, he left with the hooded man, not as cheerful as before.

'What? 'Lecia was puzzled for a while, and she had to ask him after the meeting was over.

Most of the villagers in the back voted randomly, and she was like an outsider watching the excitement, always feeling that she couldn't fit in.

When Awoshika also came to her to say goodbye and leave, the sticks in front that were obviously denser than the others had declared her victory.

The village chief, Little, came last and voted for Leicia. The classical beauty Steele directly swept down the stick in front of her, very angry.

"Dad, why didn't you vote for me? I hate you, and so does Mom. You don't love me anymore."

She left angrily without saying a word, and the hem of her skirt was pulled up to prevent it from hindering her stride.

"Village chief, is it all right?"

Leicia was a little worried that the other party would also come to blame her. This was obviously not her fault, at least the culprit had to block it.

"Don't worry, Recia. You have to be confident, everyone recognizes you. I will teach the little girl a lesson, she is becoming less and less polite."

Little's expression looked a little strange, and the moment he looked at Steele's back was not what a father should have.

Leicia didn't dare to ask anything, so she could only pray for it to end quickly, so that she could be relieved early, or go to the back to take a look at the protruding grass.

The unsuccessful Martel and Green also came to congratulate and returned to the cheering crowd. She and the village chief Little were left in this area.

"Let's cheer for this year's sacrificial saint, Recia. Now the banquet begins."

woo woo woo...

The people below shook with excitement, and some people took out the prepared food and lit the prepared bonfire.

They added some special materials to make the flames appear in various colors.

Looking at all of this, Leicia felt that she wanted to run away and get away from here. The dizziness began to appear, and she couldn't cheer with these people.

It should be said that there is no joy in her heart, only a lot of confusion and doubts.

Why did she have no memory of what to do next.

"Next, let's put the symbol of the saint on our dear Recia."

The voice of the village chief Little came out, and Natalia and Yulia came up with a flat box, and Dermot, who smiled unnaturally, also came to adjust her skirt.

The box was opened, and inside was a necklace with various star symbol gemstones, and the middle one was a crescent moon carved out of ruby.

The bracelet and anklet next to it are also made of exquisite star symbol gemstones, which are colorful and extremely beautiful.

Recia was a little scared. This thing was so delicate and beautiful that she didn't dare to touch it, and an instinctive resistance arose in her heart.

"Sister, Yulia, can I wear it later?"

"What are you talking about, wearing it will make you a beautiful saint in the audience."

Natalia was already kneeling down to put her anklet on, Yulia on her bracelet.She wanted to leave, and the protruding grass behind her was calling her more and more strongly.

At some point, Martel and Green appeared behind them, pushing Dermot, who was a little dazed, aside, and restraining Recia, who was trying to struggle.The puffed belly in the back stared at her waist.

"Are you going to hurt the child? Teacher Leicia."

After the words came out, Recia also hesitated, and the necklaces on both hands and feet were put on.

She felt that her body became heavy, and she saw a fire ignited in the raised grass.

It contains destruction, heat, killing and strong unwillingness, and the battlefield where countless warriors roar appears here.

The sky is gray and red with dark clouds and raging fire, and the ground is full of gunpowder and fighting, blood and fire.

"The only thing missing is the necklace, Leicia, you are really beautiful tonight, I don't know who will marry you."

Yulia handed half of the necklace made of brilliant gemstones to Natalia, and the two put it on for Leicia, one on the left and the other on the right. The red gemstone in the middle was alluring and beautiful.

"No, I don't want to be this." Recia was sandwiched from one side to the other, and could only watch the gemstone fall into the center of her fair skin's collarbone depression.

As if seeing something terrifying, Recia resisted instinctively, but Martel and Green grabbed her hands, and Natalia and Yulia continued their movements with smiles.

She felt the touch on the back of her neck, she must be unable to remember something, it shouldn't be like this.

"Dermott, come and save me, I don't want this."

Recia thought that there was another person close to her, so she wanted to turn her head and shout. Dermot struggled a little between Martel and Green, and stood there again.

The buttons on the back were buttoned up, and Leicia felt the heaviness go away, she let her head go, she seemed to have forgotten what to do?Can't remember.

Natalia and Yulia kissed her on the cheek, and then it was Martel and Green's turn.

Schiller in the crowd clenched the flute in his hand, and was dragged away by the hooded man.

The cheers, discussions, and shouts overwhelmed her resistance, and the roars and turmoil on the battlefield added to her burden, plus the sudden decompression at the end.Recia felt herself becoming very heavy, her hands and feet became weak and she passed out.

Natalia and Martel smiled, pulled Dermot who was a little dazed, and helped her leave here, leaving behind those who celebrated in front of the bonfires of different colors.

Protruding from the grass, the dark red round handle entangled by weeds, thorns, and thorns gave off a faint light, and further down was the blood-red sword body, which was inserted into a tattered thick book and sank into the ground.

Before the light came out, it was swept away by the invisible rippling enveloped outside. It seemed that nothing happened here, and it remained calm.