The guard of honor of the Guards escorted the float to the Municipal Square, and then quietly left the King's City of Babokle under the command of Glenn. For them, Carnival is a thing of the past. The soldiers demonstrated the strength of the Guards and their own value in Apodoli. For these proud Guardsmen, that was enough.
Every soldier is grateful to Grain and grateful to Trinville. Because of them, the First Squadron received unprecedented praise and reverence.
Trinville is not one to be complacent when he receives praise. However, he just saw those familiar or unfamiliar people on the street, and saw their familiar or unfamiliar eyes, and he still felt a little proud deep in his heart. He quickly realized this and secretly called his name: "Trinville, I think you will never be as good as Glenn. Look at him, after the big scene just now, his face is still so calm. I can see that he is definitely not pretending. Compared with your friends, you are too restless."
The honor guard left Barbukele and held a small ceremony in a small barracks outside the city. Captain Philo praised their performance and gave the honor guard a day off as usual. In this way, Grayne and Trinville can also go to the Blueberry Tavern to relax after being nervous for a long time.
They took off the Guards uniforms that brought them great glory, just to avoid attracting too much attention when entering the city. Glenn wanted to return home to visit his mother and Althea first, and Trinville couldn't help but want to see the expressions of the people in the Blueberry Tavern when they saw him. So he couldn't wait to break up with Glenn.
The street was still crowded with people, and everyone's face was flushed with excitement. They were all talking about the mighty aura of the Guards and the holy light of the Harvest Goddess. Trinville wore ordinary old clothes, lowered his head and covered his face with a hood. This is also done to block the glare of the sun.
No one recognized him on the road and he was not upset at all. Besides, he really doesn't care what others think of him. But that's a different story at the Blueberry Tavern. Moreover, he wanted to hear what his friends thought of the standard-bearer of the Guards behind his back.
Feeling anxious, he walked all the way through the alley. The hustle and bustle in the Blueberry Tavern has already filled the ears of every pedestrian who comes in or walks outside the tavern. Trinville lowered his head, hunched his waist, and pulled his hood with his hands to better hide himself. However, this posture is really uncomfortable enough.
There were almost no seats left in the pub. However, it seems normal for the harvest festival to be so busy. He barely found a seat in the most inconspicuous position, and his head was pressed against the table to prevent anyone from recognizing him. The bartender served him a large glass of dark beer while turning his head to listen to the drinkers who were discussing happily. He didn't even notice that the person sitting in front of him was the big man Vika whom he was most familiar with. Trinville was happy that he had fooled everyone.
He was thinking that he would be able to fool these people in a while!
He carefully tasted the cool, frothy dark beer in the glass, which was not his drinking style. Normally, he would be impatient if he saw a man drinking slowly and happily.
But today he has to do this. He didn't want to be recognized by those people as soon as he came in. That would go against his original intention and would be too boring.
He made up his mind, he wanted to show those people. What kind of person is he? Let’s see if this old blueberry man will still chase him for drink money all day long. Thinking of the reverence those guys looked at him, he couldn't help laughing.
"...I have said it many times, among you here, who can be better than Trinville? Yes, I said this before, and I will say it again today. Alas, I think you were born with only He can be a blacksmith, Rabbi. This is what others say about Trinville - to be fair, Trinville's craftsmanship is still very good. If he wants to be a good blacksmith with peace of mind, I think he will be able to do it. But he doesn't ! Now everyone has seen it, right? Today, the most glorious person in the kingdom is him. This man who almost became a good blacksmith!"
"Yes, yes, yes." The person who spoke was the blacksmith Rabbi. "If a blacksmith wants to do something well, there is nothing he can't do. By the way, Dad, does Trinville still owe you wine money? "
"Haha, this guy's fortune has turned around a long time ago, and he has paid off the previous wine money." Blueberry Daddy suddenly sighed, "I would rather he owe me the wine money, as long as he is willing to come to my tavern and miss me. Beer, then I will be very happy." Hearing what Blueberry Daddy said, Trinville was very happy and a little moved.
"Yes, yes. Cheers to our friends!" Almost everyone raised their glasses.
Cheers to the upright and brave hunter Trinville! cheers! cheers!
Cheers to the glorious and proud Guardsman Trinville! cheers! cheers!
Cheers to Trinville, the most glorious standard-bearer of the Guards! cheers! cheers!
Everyone’s love for Trinville comes from the bottom of their hearts and is so sincere. While some people drank the wine, their eyes became red with excitement.
After three cheers, another voice shouted: "To my friends, cheers! Cheers! Cheers! To the Blueberry Tavern, cheers! Cheers! Cheers!"
That person was Trinville. He couldn't bear it anymore, took off his hood, laughed and clinked glasses with everyone who came around. When those people saw Trinville, they came up to him happily and fought for him and hugged him. It was as if he was a wanderer who had just returned home after being away from home for a long time. In fact, although he can't come to the Blueberry Tavern every day like before, he can still come back for a drink and visit everyone during the holidays in the military camp.
"Trinville," vendor Krath said with a smile, "you are really majestic today. To be fair, I have seen countless Harvest Festival flag bearers. But compared to you, they are... He is as unworthy of mention as a childish child."
Trinville accepted everyone's praise with a glow on his face. It must be mentioned that Trinville is a face-saving person and he likes this kind of scene. But this definitely does not mean that he really likes to hear these words. These people who compliment him are all his friends. If it were anyone else, even a big shot like the Royal City Sheriff, he wouldn't pay attention.
"Trinville, I wish you had come earlier."
"Huh?" Trinville looked at the porter Ilgai who was speaking, "You can hear that many people want to marry their daughters to you."
The tavern burst into laughter.
"That's right," the silversmith Humegor said with a smile, "Cinderford also said just now that he has a lot of daughters, all of them beautiful, and any one of them can be worthy of you."
Someone laughed again. Cinderford, the tailor, said quickly: "No matter how beautiful my daughter is, I'm afraid Trinville won't pay attention to her. I don't know how many beautiful ladies want to have a tryst with our big man Vika tonight."
Even Trinville almost laughed.
Suddenly, someone said loudly: "Don't even dream. My baby brother Trinville already has someone he likes."
When Trinville heard this, he knew it was Bendick the groom again, and his face turned red with anger.
Trinville's face turned red, and someone immediately took advantage of the situation and added insult to injury: "Oh, who is it? Our big man Vika was smitten by someone's beautiful woman?"
"I've told you a hundred times! It's Miss Riley Rider, who has black hair, a slim waist, and can dance the most beautiful dances."
The crowd roared with laughter. Trinville was so angry that he threw down his glass and went to catch the groom who had slandered him. They had seen this kind of scene many times before, and everyone stepped forward to persuade him calmly and pretentiously.
Trinville grinned, groaning secretly in his heart. It seemed that while he was away, this damn Bandik had said this countless times. Seeing people's teasing smiles and various expressions, Trinville was dumbfounded.
What a beautiful day it should have been! It's all messed up by this little groom.
Daddy Blueberry timely and generously gave everyone another large glass of the richest dark beer he brewed for free. During the Harvest Festival, each store will provide some products for free in its own way. And those who get the items will take the initiative to use various grains, vegetables, fruits and vegetables grown in the land as gifts to the store. Free beer is the best way to attract customers to the Blueberry Tavern, and each person can get three large glasses. Even if you can get three glasses at other places, it will definitely not be as delicious and sweet as Blueberry Daddy’s wine.
Daddy Blueberry has been waiting for Trinville. When he learned that Grain might be able to come at a convenient time, he decided to serve the drinkers a tall glass of cool beer now. Many people had been waiting for this moment, and they cheered loudly.
For a time, they thought of countless reasons to toast to celebrate. Trinville is a guy who loves to be imaginative, but when he heard the reasons for the toast, he still couldn't help but click his tongue:
There were toasts to Grain, the officer in the Guards, and Trinville, the standard-bearer. There is nothing surprising about this, there are countless people in the city toasting to the two of them today;
Someone toasted to the god who gave Apodoli a rich harvest. This is not surprising, today the people in the kingdom are toasting to the gods;
Gradually, some people toasted to their own wives and children or to other people’s wives and children;
The tailor drank to the needle that pricked his hand countless times during the year;
The blacksmith toasted to the piece of iron that fell off the horse just after it was bandaged and damaged the horse's hoof;
The jeweler toasted to the brooch that was the most perfect but not worn on his wife's chest...
Trinville was shocked to hear this. He couldn't tell which one to cheer for and which one to dismiss. He saw that most people couldn't tell the difference anymore. But that doesn't matter. Whatever the reason, today is worth a toast.
It wasn't until finally, someone shouted: "Cheers to today's beautiful and holy Harvest Goddess!" They all fell silent.
No one doubted that the Harvest Goddess was unworthy of being toasted with reverence. On the contrary, they respected and loved the young woman extremely. Judging from her beautiful face and elegant temperament, she is undoubtedly a member of the most noble family in Apodoli.
However, no one in the tavern knew who she was.
When Glenn arrived at home, the yard was quiet, and Glenn couldn't help but slow down his steps. He couldn't remember how many times he had seen Althea accompanied by the fragrance of flowers. In the small courtyard of Babukolai, there is a different feeling. She was so cautious, as if she was afraid of knocking off the petals or disturbing the tree's dream, so much so that even though Gray had been standing there for a while, she still didn't notice.
The girl's back is quiet and beautiful, like the pink petals on her lips, exuding a quiet fragrance. Suddenly, she looked back and saw Glenn. She stood up and smiled shyly, as if she felt guilty for being indifferent.
She forgot that Glenn was the master of this home. She just felt a little uneasy about not greeting him, but she was not ashamed of herself for being carried away.
She bowed and saluted, and Glenn had no choice but to return the salute. He thought for a while and said with a smile: "Alsia, while my mother is not at home now, I just have a few words to say to you. I have been thinking about it now. In fact, if I come to Apodoli It would be best if you tell me on the way. Then do you want to hear me say a few words to you?"
Althea smiled and nodded, then looked at him strangely. She didn't know she was blushing.
Glenn looked at the clear and shy smile that the young girl suddenly showed, and he was also moved. After a while, he said: "Alsia, you see, we are in my home. I'm sorry I said, 'my' home. Obviously, you think that way too. Do you know? If I feel very sorry if you really think this way. I don’t want you to regard yourself as a guest of my mother and I. We hope that you will regard this place as your own home, the place where you feel the most comfortable and warm from the bottom of your heart. . If you still greet us respectfully every day, no matter how many times you see us, it will make us very uneasy."
Althea opened her eyes wide. She covered her mouth with her hands and laughed, her face turning even redder. She lowered her head and thought for a moment, then spread her hands and looked at him with a naughty eyebrow raised, as if asking: "What should we do?"
Looking at Althea's innocent expression, he smiled and said: "As I have said many times - whatever you want to do, please do it with peace of mind. No one will restrain you. Except for one thing. "
Alshea looked at him and opened her beautiful little mouth slightly.
"This is also my only request. You don't have to have so many etiquettes, and I will be happier. That proves that you love this family and everything my mother has arranged for you, and we will be even more happy to do it for you. More."
Althea waved her hands, but she did so with a smile. Then she nodded, agreeing to his request. Then, she still bent down and saluted him. Glenn wanted to return the favor, but Althea dodged it.
Glenn smiled and said: "It seems that my mother is still in the palace. The queen must have something to do to prevent her from coming back. Don't you feel lonely alone?"
Althea shook her head and pointed at the flowers, plants and trees in the garden. Glenn smiled and shook his head, and she nodded mischievously.
Glenn smiled and said: "That's not enough. The hardest-working gardener can't be with the flowers all the time. Today is the best day, no need to make excuses. If you want to go to the Harvest Festival I will accompany you to the grand scene.”
Althea smiled and shook her head. She is happy because there are flowers to accompany her.
But this time Glenn was more determined than her. She saw Glenn smiling and shaking his head, and she knew it would be difficult to convince him. So, she could only smile and nod, letting Glenn see her happy compliance.
Glenn was indeed very happy. He said: "Actually, I'm just like you. It's my first time to attend the Harvest Festival in seventeen years. I don't have many memories of the past days. I really want to relive this kind of happiness. I just want to recall the past. It will be more profound when you get up. Will you come with me?"
Since Althea had agreed, she rarely put on a look of being accommodating and willing to accompany him, and bowed gracefully. Then, holding out her hands to him.
This time, Glenn didn't hide away. He grabbed the girl's hand and they walked towards the square together with a smile.
From the garden of the home to the center of the city, the road is full of gorgeous women and children wearing beautiful new clothes playing and playing around. The men were either participating in the parade, watching various performances, and some were drinking in various pubs.
Althea was still wearing a green hooded dress as she had been on the first day she arrived at Babklei King City, covering her graceful figure and rose-like face. She put her finger to her mouth and looked at him with a smile. He nodded pretending to be helpless. "Okay, I promise you. Okay, let's all join in the ocean of joy and party with everyone."
Althea was curious about everything about Barb Clay, but it only showed in her eyes. Compared with the people around her, she is not so deliberately dressed, but she is fresher and more elegant than everyone else. The hood only covered her appearance, but there was nowhere to hide the nobility in her behavior.
Althea is not born to like solitude! Glenn thought this while holding her hand and walking forward with difficulty and joy on the street filled with pedestrians and endless traffic.
Facing the crowded and lively crowd, Alsia remained calm and collected. Glenn carefully blocked the happy people for her. Occasionally, someone would rush towards her, and she would smile gratefully, telling him not to worry about her so much. She looked at him, and the look in her eyes clearly told him that she was not such a weak little woman, so don't underestimate her.
He hadn't seen the carnival scene of the Harvest Festival for a long time. Seventeen years is such a long time, but it still seems like yesterday. Everything in front of me suddenly became familiar. This powerful and prosperous Apodoli! Happy people, a kind mother, a majestic king and a kind queen, and even that good friend who is as close as a sibling and a brother, "Big Vika" Trinville. It's like I've never left. Isn't everything so real?
What else is there to doubt? Next to him was the delicate and charming Miss Althea, who was like a flower. Her hand was still in hers. Her eyes were like the sunshine of the harvest festival, warm and intense. Just seeing the joy in her eyes made him feel fascinated.
He felt his heart beat and breathe with happiness, but at the same time he was afraid that this happiness would not last. But the peace and tranquility in front of him made him feel ridiculous about his own thoughts.
Suddenly, he saw the shadows of two girls passing through the bustling crowd. His eyes, which had gone through countless experiences, instantly recognized that the person in yellow clothes was the young princess of the kingdom. Even though it was just a glance, he was already sure. That's right, it's Her Royal Highness Princess Imaya.
He didn't know why the princess ran out of the palace, even though today was the harvest festival. For a young princess, she should also be by her mother's side. He quickly located the princess and her entourage in the crowd.
He was not allowed to think too much. He pulled Alsia to the roadside where there were few people, and said to her apologetically: "Alsia, can you find your way home by yourself? Please forgive me, I promised to party with you, I’m just afraid I’m going to have to leave you for a while.”
The girl broke free from the hand that had been holding Grein's and pretended that she couldn't wait for him to leave, so as to reassure him. But her eyes encouraged him. Because she believed that she just left his side, but not away from his care.
As soon as Glenn turned around, he and the guilt on his face were instantly submerged in the sea of joyful people and disappeared without a trace.
