The Beyonder of Xingyue Gensokyo Chapter 1335

Pulling out the knight sword, he looked carefully at Luo Zhen. The knight named Cole was about the same strength as him. They were all baptized apprentice knights, but they were silently manipulated by the other party and directly committed suicide.

"Clatter..."

Following the knight's chanting, several figures flashed in the monastery, besides more than a dozen monks, there was also a priest.

"Forget it, I won't play with you, just go to hell and find Satan to report."

The bored Luo Zhen snapped his fingers, and in the eyes of those monks, the void behind him trembled, and sixteen weapons with mysterious aura appeared in the water waves in the void.

"Goodbye, little ones of the church."

He waved his hand at them, and the swords, guns, swords and halberds shot out like missiles, exceeding the speed that human eyes can see. Amid the explosion, these people didn't even utter a scream, and they fought with each other. The monastery behind was blown into ruins by the Noble Phantasm.

Luo Zhen doesn't hate the church. If he is on his side, no matter how dark and evil it is, he doesn't care about its cruel exploitation. Organizations that spread the glory and love of the Lord, he will also destroy them in cold blood.

Rozen Scarlet Brunstad, he is the king under the red moon, neither good nor evil, he looks at everything in the world from the perspective of himself.

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A vast wheat field appeared in sight, and the golden ears of wheat danced in the wind, like a wolf running. Luo Zhen came to the entrance of this village, looked at the harvested wheat field, and said with a slight smile : "Then the memorial ceremony is about to begin?"

Chapter 0006 The Harvest God

Walking past the destroyed monastery, Rozen drove the carriage slowly on the road, and it didn't take long for him to find the village.

Unlike the village that lived in the deep mountains, this place looks much richer. Many children ran into the harvested wheat fields, and laughter spread far away.

It is said to be the entrance of the village, but in fact there is no such thing as a 'door'. Walking through this slope, when you come to the trail near the wheat field, it means you have entered the village.

Some elderly people sitting here with nothing to do can be regarded as making their final contribution to the village. If they find anything, they can immediately ring the big bell hanging on the tree to notify the people in the village.

After seeing Luo Zhen's carriage, the few old people thought that they didn't care much like those traveling businessmen who often came, but when they got closer, seeing the luxury of the carriage and the people driving it, these old people suddenly panicked.

Luo Zhen took off the kimono and onmyoji attire he had in Yamato, and changed into the battle attire. Made by Luo Zhen himself, this pure white gown that incorporates the Four Laws is similar to European aristocratic clothing. When it comes to gorgeous details, the clothes sewn by ordinary people cannot be compared with it.

Coupled with his arrogance even though he always smiles gently, anyone who sees him will know that he has nothing to do with the word commoner.

"My noble lord, what is the purpose of your visit to our small village? If there is any difficulty, we will do our best to help you."

After hesitating for a moment, an old man looked at Luo Zhen who had stopped the carriage, and approached cautiously, and said with a smile on his wrinkled face.

"I like those peculiar customs. I heard that your village will have a special celebration after the harvest? I came here to see this celebration."

Luo Zhen glanced at him, raised his head proudly, and said arrogantly like most people think of nobles.

However, this kind of arrogance can save a lot of troubles. The old man's waist bent even deeper, for fear that he would accidentally offend the existence of a great nobleman. If a nobleman of this level kills himself, even the church Just turn a blind eye and close one eye when you can't see it.

"That...Master, because of the rules passed down in our village, outsiders are generally not allowed to participate in celebrations..."

He spoke carefully, secretly looking at Luo Zhen's expression.

Of course, the celebration cannot be seen by outsiders, because they compare the ears of wheat to wolves. That celebration can be said to be dedicated to the god of harvest. This is the same as heresy in the eyes of Christianity. It is normal for the whole village to be killed by the Templars and the Inquisition.

"yes……"

Luo Zhen was noncommittal, he frightened the old man with a flick of his horsewhip, and slowly walked towards the village with the carriage, "... the lord here is Earl Arondo, right? Even if it was him, he would not dare to fight with me. That's how you talk."

Glancing at the old man coldly, he shivered. He didn't dare to stop Luo Zhen, so he could only let him go to the village.

Before killing that knight, Luo Zhen read his memory, and he was much clearer about everything nearby.

"There are wolves~~There are wolves~~"

"Look, the wolf is lying there!! Hahaha, who will catch the wolf in the end?"

Entering the core area of ​​the village, it became lively all of a sudden. Many people laughed like they had drunk too much wine, and they didn't even notice Luo Zhen's arrival for a while.

"This is the last bouquet! Be careful, don't overcut, if you are too greedy, Holo will run away!"

The middle-aged man shouted, commanding the young man with his own experience.

"Aww!!! I caught a wolf!!"

A man suddenly raised the wheat in his hand, and howled like a wolf towards the sky.

"Holo! Holo! Holo!! Holo is here, Holo is here, grab it, don't let it get away!"

Wolf is the incarnation of the God of Harvest. According to legend, the God of Harvest is hidden in the last harvested wheat. Luo Zhen watched the man running in the wheat field with interest, and many villagers behind him chased him loudly.

His gaze was gradually placed in this wheat field. Luo Zhen's eyes were deep and invisible, and they crossed the barrier of gods and beliefs. In this piece of ordinary wheat, he saw a naked man who was looking at The villagers cheered for joy.

As if feeling the gaze, the girl quickly turned her head to look at Luo Zhen, but coincidentally, Luo Zhen turned her head and looked elsewhere at this time, which made the girl a little confused for a while, not knowing what happened just now. Is it an illusion or something.

It is said that Holo, the god of harvest, will possess the body of the last person to cut the wheat, and others must catch it so that Holo will stay here next year to bless the harvest.

At this time, someone finally discovered Luo Zhen, an outsider. Usually, some traveling merchants would come here, and they would drive the outsiders out of the village every time they held sacrifices after the harvest, but after seeing this nobleman this time, No one dared to step forward at all.

At this time, the village chief also received a notification from the old man at the door. He came to the vicinity of Luo Zhen carefully, not knowing what to do for a while.

People in this era are very superstitious. They don't want to give up the sacrifice for fear that there will be no harvest next year, but the sacrifice cannot be seen by outsiders, otherwise they will definitely be approached by the church. With these two dilemmas, the village that was still lively a while ago is It is quiet down.

"An interesting memorial..."

Luo Zhen was sitting on the carriage, his eyes swept over these farmers, everyone who was swept by his eyes felt as if they were on their backs, and everyone was silent, even those farmers who looked very strong were shivering. trembling.

"Holo? God of Harvest?"

Taking a deep look at the village chief, Luo Zhen suddenly smiled and said: "...In the territory of the church, the only one who believes in God! It's really not easy for you to believe in heretical gods. It has not been discovered by the church for so many years. Woolen cloth."

"Big... my lord..."

The village chief trembled, and his words were filled with tears.

"However, I don't feel your sincerity."

Luo Zhen set his eyes on the villager who is now regarded as 'Holo'. He is not pious at all, and there is only a wry smile on his face, as if he is very reluctant to this sacrifice, "...your sacrifice is more like The custom that has been handed down all the time, you don’t believe in the God of Harvest at all.”

"That's right, that's right!"

Hearing Luo Zhen's words, the village head nodded hurriedly, "...these are just customs passed down from our ancestors, and we are not easy to change. We dare not believe in heretical gods. We only believe in the Supreme Lord. Please be discerning. !"

"Oh?"

Luo Zhen suddenly laughed, very happily, "...It's really boring. If this is the case, then I don't see any interesting sacrifices here."

Luo Zhen who said so, relieved by the village chief, pulled the reins of the carriage, turned the horse's head in one direction, and prepared to leave here.

"By the way, Mr. Village Chief... Because of what you said before, maybe starting next year, there will be no more protection from the God of Harvest here. If the harvest is not good, don't blame the gods."