Release that Witch

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The sky was not yet bright, and the door of Kakusim was knocked out by the people. He yawned, and he subconsciously wanted to take the coat, and when he reached the half, he remembered that the first thing to get up here was not to coat the jacket.

The thick brick wall blocks the chill, and the incredible heating keeps the room warm. No matter how big the snow is outside, the house will not leak like the past, or the roof will seep, so good quality home, put It is basically a thing that the aristocrats can enjoy in Jinsuicheng. Of course, the area is small.

He opened the door, and the young man standing outside was his own deputy barracuda. ​​"Why don't you get up, we have to hurry up, Mr. Captain! If you go late, you won't have a good seat!"

“Need to be so early?” Kakusim’s probe looked at the sky, and the morning sun just came out of the clouds, and the soft morning light illuminated the sky with a small horn.

"Of course! I listened to the neighbors next door and said that there will be a theatrical performance of the Star Flower Troupe in this Victory Day celebration. I am afraid that even the square will not be able to enter the night!"

"Well, you wait for me," the old man shrugged, returned to his bedroom to change his clothes, and looked at another empty bed. He sighed softly. Victory Day... I don’t know if there is such a celebration for the Long Song Fortress, or Vader will miss it.

The two went out and walked toward the square. The ropes were **** on the trunks on both sides of the street, and colorful flags were hung under the ropes. Together with the reflection of the morning light, the atmosphere of the whole town has become completely new. From time to time, someone from the road to the main road, and side by side with them, it seems that they are planning to go to the square area.

Regarding the news of the victory celebration, Kakusim was still heard from the barracuda, and the first day after the end of the evil month, the first day after the end of the evil month, was named Victory Day. All staff members will have a grand bonfire party in the central square. The deputy who heard the news excitedly ran to invite him to visit, and when he wanted to think that he was idle, he was still idle, and the old man agreed to his proposal.

Walk to the square area, the central area has been separated by a wooden fence around the stage. The policeman in black uniform is maintaining order. Many people come earlier than them, and the open space is surrounded by three or four floors. The two quickly found a place near the stage and waited for the celebration to begin.

When the sun rose to the top of the head, the crowd was already gathering in the square, and the prince appeared in the center of the stage. As soon as he appeared, Kakusim heard an overwhelming cheer, and the people around him excitedly raised their hands and shouted to their Highness!

The four princes smiled and waited for the people to calm down, raising their fists and whispering, "We once again defeated the evil!"

This time, the square suddenly exploded in the air. The deafening should make the old man's heart tremble. He has not seen such a lord who has been deeply embraced by the people for a long time.

"My people, no matter where you are from, the West, or the North, or the East and the South, as long as you have contributed to this place, this glory belongs to you! It belongs to each pay for Bianbu Town People with sweat and blood!” The sir's calm and emotional voice is like magic, not shouting, but can be clearly passed to Kakusim. "And today's Victory Day is the day for you. The evil has not been completely eliminated. It will come back sooner or later, but no matter how many times the enemy comes, as long as we are united and work together, victory will end us!"

The old man has never heard of a royal aristocrat and civilians and called us, but His Royal Highness did not seem to care. He looked at the people’s eyes so naturally, completely without the arrogance and disdain that the nobles often have. It seems that in the eyes of the prince, All the people and he are a whole.

Unbelievable, but unexpected... coordination.

"Now, let us cheer, cheer up for this hard-won victory!"

"Long live your Highness!"

"Long live the victory!"

The joy rang through the square, and everyone raised their right hand and paid tribute to His Highness, even Kakusim.

"This is the lord of the Lord who is worthy of my allegiance!" The barracuda said with an excited pat on the chest.

Then it was the turn of the Star Flower Troupe, and many people whistled with excitement.

"I haven’t seen their show for a long time."

"Ms. Irene is still so beautiful!"

"But compared to Mey, I always feel that there is a lack of charm."

"It's called Ms. Mey. You don't know. I heard that she will soon marry the knight, and the prince will send a gift."

After hearing the surrounding arguments, the barracuda couldn't help but be curious. "The name of the troupe is either the same as the theater or the same as the place name. Why does the troupe in Bianbu Town call such a strange name?"

"You are not a Westerner," someone explained immediately. "Ms. Mey and Ms. Irene are from the Long Opera House. One is called the Star of the West, and the other is called the Flower of Tomorrow. Now it is in the town of Bianbu. Naturally, it is called the Star Flower Troupe."

"Look, it's time!"

This is not the first time that Kakusim has watched theatrical performances. However, the content of the story is particularly novel. It is not about the love that is between the nobles. It is a interpretation of the history of the West. The actors on the stage are living in several places. The ordinary people in Bianbu Town, from the helplessness and embarrassment of the demon moon, were driven by the likes of the Lamb, determined to stay in the town, and struggled with the cruel evil beasts. The whole story was full of twists and turns and inspiring people. When the role played in the hunger and cold, or to protect the loved ones on the line of defense, will make people on the scene feel the same.

The old man will soon be fully engaged in it. Even the migrants who have come to the West soon, can feel the sacrifice and unremitting efforts made by the people.

When the drama was dated on Victory Day, thunderous applause sounded in the square.

The next scene made Kakussim stunned. I saw a woman with a long linen color holding a black line, cutting the wooden table and making a piece of wood, and then directly using the pile of broken wood to ignite the bonfire.

The onlookers not only did not feel fear, but also shouted her name, "Miss Anna! Miss Anna!"

As a whole sheep was baked on a campfire, the atmosphere at the scene reached its peak. The locals grew up and entered the square in a strange dance. The last part of the celebration began to be explained to others. As long as the dance kept going on, the barbecue would be replenished until midnight.

"Mr. Captain, let's go too?" The barracuda swallowed and tried to try.

"I am old, I can't jump," Kakusim shook his head. "You go with them."

"That... I will go first," he vomited his tongue. "When I got the barbecue, I will bring it to you!"

Looking at the young man following the crowd to the open space, the old man could not help but laugh. He had been hesitating before, and the name of the stone boat assigned to him should be both commemorative and unconventional. Now he finally has an idea.

Just call the victory number, he thought. (To be continued.) 8