My Wife, King Arthur

Chapter 056: Harvest Festival Beginning

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“This is a toast to celebrate the harvest and wash the filthy gift! Little Kerall, take it with joy!” The owner of the tavern, the rugged Uncle Aleid, laughed and threw out a glass of wine, the purple liquid gleaming like a treasure in the sun.

Precisely like a Battle Axe missile, this glass of wine was precisely sprinkled over Kerall's head, and Kerall was suddenly thrown a dog's blood drain, and the purple liquid was accompanied by long silver and white hair, making all of his white robes purple.

The people, scared by Aleid's amazing behavior, were stunned, and the whole scene stagnated, as if the air had solidified in half, looking at the wet Kerall, no one dared speak anymore.

Aledd even regretted his intestines. He was obsessed with it. The whole scene was so happy, he forgot who he was, and who was the boy riding the tall horse!

When he heard Keral Haha laugh and bent over, he picked up the barrel that fell on the side of the road, and so easily the huge barrel was handed to him as if he was weak, and the scene made many people's eyes shine and stare.

“How dare you throw it at me! Show me the trick!!” Lifting the lid of the barrel, he grabbed the edge of the barrel with one hand and threw it at the bottom of the barrel with one hand. Everyone with a fifteen-meter left radius suddenly stroked… including his guardian swords.

After weighing it down, I found that there was still a lot in the barrel. Kerall was more polite. He tossed it on the right, and Altoria and others said nothing. The people were hit by the cannons on the map and accidentally injured countless times.

Keiral got angry after a moment, drummed his mouth, everyone was no longer polite, like a watering festival, he could move the barrel and throw it out, he couldn't move the barrel and dumped the bottle, even the children could hold a glass of wheat wine and brazenly retaliate for a year of discipline, usually parents who didn't dare speak up at all.

The whole scene suddenly became chaotic. In this chaos, Kerall moved on, not knowing how much wine had been thrown. When he came to the square, he was still drinking. He didn't know how many times he was wet all over his body, even though the white bristles on the unicorn were dyed pale purple.

He likes it a lot, and from time to time there's wine coming into his mouth from his unicorn, and he drinks joy.

Keiral watched the whole of Red Leaf Ridge have completely turned into a sea of joy, shook his head, and the people dared to shoot at those in power, although it seemed like a joke, but it is also confirming that his enlightenment of the people's wisdom has begun to bear fruit, a fair, just, self-conscious citizen, a relaxed, legal, strict legal environment has been formed!

After the towel Dinesha handed over, Kerall smiled slightly at Dinesha, who, although growing up watching her, still looks as beautiful as she did ten years ago.

The hybrids are God's favorites! Think of all kinds of cute, beautiful things, and think about Dinesha's demonic lineage. Keiral couldn't help but shake his head and sigh.

The other side took the tin amplifier that Artoria handed over, and Keiral was also exclaimed. The knight madman, who studied and practiced so hard, now has a booming jade, and his front and back are slipping.

“Well, everybody calm down! Everybody calm down.” Kerall rarely raised his voice and shouted, and the whole scene was chaotic. Though joyful, let him get started.

Keiral screamed for five minutes, a calm ripple, which slowly spread out of this carnival. Fifteen minutes later, everyone calmed down and walked towards the square. The square can accommodate up to 150,000 people, which is the result of several extensions. The people who really have no place to stand can only retreat to the neighborhood. They climb directly onto the roof in good relations with their neighbors. For a while, the roof is full of people, and the second floor of the windows is also full of people.

Everyone looked quietly at the pedestrian in the middle of the square, purple in white, entirely because of the wine they had just had, laughter from time to time came from the crowd, and it must have been someone who bragged about which glass of wine Kerall could pour himself.

“Be careful with the little guys on the roof. They fall down, but they'll crush people.” Keiral made the scene laugh as soon as he opened his mouth, and many people looked back at the crowd of unusually embarrassed kids on the roof and laughed in good faith.

When the laughter calmed down, Kerall coughed up and said, "I know it's been a year since you've been looking forward to Harvest Festival, but before that, we have some things to do. ”

Is there anything more important than a harvest? Was it the Duke?

“Please come up! Five,” Kerall said.

Five men, dressed in linen, dressed in simple clothes, came up, their hair messed up like a bird's nest, their skin was dark, their body was tall, their pupils were black and brown, their noses collapsed, and they were surely Gauls!

For these aggressors, Fort Red has no good face and the scene has been silenced over and over again.

Five of them knelt before Kerall, devout as fanatics.

Kerall Lang said, "I want to announce their contribution to the occasion of this holiday. ”

“Lan Lan! He risked his life at the quarry for five years, when he not only risked rolling stones on the mountains and his life was safe, but also a hard-working worker, who earned himself seventy thousand points of contribution in five years, and then painstakingly built countless roads for Camelot for the remaining five years. Peace Road, Central Road, Construction Road, all have his figure, he earned 200,000 points of contribution for himself in 10 years, and in a spirit of hard labor passed the Slavery Commission's examination, after testing him, I decided to grant him the citizenship title, Lan Lan! Would you like to be a member of Red Leaf Ridge, continue to play the spirit of suffering and endurance, and continue to contribute to Red Leaf Ridge? ”

“I would.” Lang Blue's voice sounds like a nose, in fact the Gauls don't speak English very well.

“Then I grant you fair, just and upright citizenship to walk on Red Leaf Ridge!” Keiral took over a handle set with gems, the handle was gold, the sword body was made of silver, and the knight's sword, symbolic of etiquette, dotted a little on his left shoulder, dotted a little on the right side of the detour, the opening lane.

“Thank you, master.” He whispered, suddenly lifted up on his arm: “From now on, you have no master, you are a free man.” Raising his head and looking at that gentle smile, he had been discriminated against, and his white-eyed eyes suddenly felt like he wanted to cry.

Raised Lang Lan, Keiral slowly said the achievements of the remaining four, the square was full of Keiral words that were echoing, mostly slaves who lived on the front lines of their posts and were very life-threatening, and they traded their hard work for their freedom.

“Applause, then, and welcome the family of Red Leaf Ridge to join the five people again. Five relatives!” Keiral raised his hands and drank loudly, and the people of Red Leaf Ridge shook up and applauded.

Don't think slaves will be discriminated against or even survived, they are the most desperate workers, 10 years of skill, both carpenters and masons, and after an examination by the Slavery Commission, Kerall is certain that they can sue the Slavery Commission and Kerall for damages if they truly flee or become a traitor, so there is no pressure whatsoever to employ such workers.

“So, everybody... let's get started! Harvest Festival begins!!” Keiral's loud drink brought the entire Red Leaf Ridge back into a feverish atmosphere.