How To Wear a Goddess Statue

    The Luna Festival is coming as scheduled.

    Different from other major sacrifice ceremonies, the sacrifice to the moon **** must be at night.

      Give birth to an unreal sense of fantasy.

    The statue of the **** of the moon was carried out of the sacrificial room by the priests who had been bathed in advance, and placed it on a float surrounded by light gold bouquets. Proceed on the road.

    The procession of the priests followed the floats of the gods, followed by the carriages of the city lord and the great nobles. The people stood on both sides of the road, waving their arms and chanting the name of Amira, the goddess of the moon and night , watched the convoy drive into the large square in front of the temple.

    Only on such large-scale sacrificial occasions, the statues will leave the temple, and this is the only opportunity for ordinary people to see the statues with their own eyes.

    There were no Luna believers in the group of Eleuil, so they were arranged to the other side of the square as a spectator.

    The nobles who believed in other gods in the city of Tigbia were all seated here, and they did not show any strange expressions when they saw the princess and her bodyguards. Some only nodded slightly, while others stepped up to talk and signaled friendliness.

    No matter what the attitude of the visitor, the calm smile on the little princess' face will never change, and the demeanor of her speech is as if she has never left the royal city.

    The city lord's staff watched and nodded secretly.

    Sure enough, the city lord will not be wrong.

    He turned his head to look at the center of the square, which is where Lord Heffitt is located. His eyes met in the air, and he saw the hidden meaning of approval in the other's eyes.

    The ceremony officially started, everyone returned to their original positions and stopped talking.

    Amira, Amira of the Night

    The brilliance of ancient times has not changed

    Goddess of the Silver Moon

    The moon dominates the night sky

    Bless your followers in the dark

    You are the Bone Giver of all beings

    You are the patron saint of all things

    Tonight we honor your name

    Above the kingdom of God, you are eternal

    As one of the eight main gods, the moon **** Amira is regarded as the patron saint of the night, riding the moon wheel to patrol the night sky until her brother rises from the other side of the sky.

    In mythology, she and the sun **** are the children of the sky **** and the brother and sister of the river goddess Rhodes.

    At the ceremony site of her nominal sister, the spirit version of Luotas was very calm. She glanced at the clear night sky and calmly retracted her gaze.

      .

    Except for one person.

    A high priest stood in the queue of priests, his head bowed deeply, and his hands trembled imperceptibly under the cover of long robe sleeves.

    Although he has made sufficient psychological preparations, he still feels uneasy and flustered about making trouble at the ceremonies of the gods he believes in. No matter how he bows his head, he is still like a awn on his back, like a moon **** Indifferent eyes were falling from the sky, pinning him to the spot.

    It's all an illusion, the priest comforts himself. He is obviously following the will of the Moon God and expelling the unwelcome god-forsaken for her. If Goddess Amira is really watching here, she will definitely appreciate his bravery!

    At this moment, there was a panicked noise from the edge of the square.

    "It's on fire!"

    "Come and help, the incense wood is burning!"

    The sudden shouting attracted everyone's attention, only to see the firelight ignited on the wood piled outside the square, in the soft light of the moon lamp, the red flame was particularly conspicuous, and many people were shocked Stand up.

    Of course, these incense woods are not placed there for no reason. There are fifteen of them. They are dedicated to the moon **** Amira at the last link of the ceremony. The gods will be surrounded by these logs. was sent back to the temple.

    How could they burn so quickly without warning?

    But by this time, the fragrant wood was too burned to be used.

    The senior priest and his wife and brother in the crowd met eyes, and the businessman looked at Eleuil, who was sitting safely on the other side, and nodded slightly.

    The senior priest hesitated for a moment, then made up his mind, walked out of the priests queue like sleepwalking, and stood in front of the statue of Luna.

    "I hear it, I hear the oracle of Amira!"

    City Lord Heffitt paused slightly and looked at the chief priest, who also frowned and shook his head.

    "Priest of Amira, what did you hear?" asked Heffitt.

    The senior priest closed his eyes and said in a trance: "It was the goddess who was angry, and in her sacred rituals there would appear filthy people with sins, this is a great disrespect to the goddess... She does not Acknowledging such a ceremony, so…”

    That's why the divine punishment was imposed, destroying the incense wood, making the festival unable to proceed smoothly.

    As soon as these words came out, some people unconsciously looked at where the princess was.

    Is there not one here who bears evil? She was the daughter of a sinner who was personally identified by the king in Acht and exiled for this crime.

    Eleuil met different gazes, not dodging, not avoiding, and calm.

    She asked, "Is this the oracle of the Moon God?"

    High Priest: "Of course, the ceremony of the goddess Amira should be as pure as moonlight, how can sinful people be allowed to defile!"

    Eleuil smiled meaningfully and clapped her hands lightly: "Mortis."

    "He set the fire." Mortis said simply and powerfully, showing the flints seized from the lower priests, "The fire is difficult to put out, he should have drenched the wood with oil. "

    The high priest immediately turned pale.

    Eleuil calmed down: "Your Excellency Priest, does this arsonist look familiar?"

    "I, I..."

    Aren't you telling this idiot to be careful not to be spotted around when he starts? Damn it, **** it!

    The priest took a step back and subconsciously cast a look of help at the accomplice.

    The businessman saw that the situation was not good and wanted to use the cover of the crowd to leave as soon as possible, but Eleuil's eyes had already accurately searched for his figure, smiled and said: "The owner of the Kara caravan , why don't you come and help this high priest?"

    —she already knew.

    In an instant, the businessman realized that the target of their calculation had already understood their plan at some point, but they kept holding on until it was done.

    Irregularity is a serious crime, and destroying the ritual can even lead to direct beheading.

    Wait, if she really knew it...

    The businessman raised his head suddenly, panting and asked: "You already know that, don't you? Ha, you know it clearly, but letting the lower priests do it is also deliberately sabotaging the ceremony, you and them What's the difference!"

    The little princess said innocently: "How did I destroy the festival?"

    "You let him light the incense wood—"

    On the other side of the square, two cavalrymen of the Guards strode forward, pushing a cart full of wood, with uncontrollable smiles on their faces.

    "The fragrant wood is here." Eleuil raised her eyes with a half-smile, "I am a believer of the goddess Luodus, but I will not watch people destroy the festival of the moon god, so I have to The fragrant wood has changed places, I think... Lord Heffitt and the Lord Priest won't mind."

    Hefeet's face was calm, so that no one could see the clue, after a while, he smiled approvingly: "Of course I don't mind, I would also like to thank you for your efforts to maintain the ceremony, Your Highness ."

    The final word.

    This was just a farce, but it aroused more people's memories of the princess's exile charges. The nobles exchanged glances tacitly, and the people whispered in the periphery.

    Watch, speculate, gossip.

    All of the above, Eliuil has become accustomed to over the past few years.

    The princess stood on the spot, her eyes seemed to pass the audience inadvertently, waiting for something, she suddenly decided not to move in a certain direction.

    A blue heron with snow-white feathers gracefully and calmly flew over the night, over the soft moonlights, over the crowd staring up at it, and finally landed on the princess around.

    The blue heron held a snow tea flower in its long beak and gently placed it in Eleuil's hand.

    It chirped softly and raised its head, revealing eyes as clear as blue chalcedony.

    The author has something to say:

    Dongfang borrows fairy monsters to build momentum: a natural vision, a fish maw collects books, and a fox calls me.

    The West uses the gods to build momentum: I am the son/lover of the so-and-so God!

    Little Princess: Excuse me, my messenger is here with flowers (?)