"Thank you, the children in the family lost this statue by the river before. Our whole family has been looking for it for a whole morning. If we can't find it by night, maybe we will lose God's blessing to our family in the new year. , that was an unimaginable thing.”

The man in plain clothes slapped the back of his child's head, holding the wooden sculpture that Donald had just described as rough and inferior.

"This is what it should be, I take the liberty to ask, what do you believe in..."

Donald has seen the emblem of the Church of Justice, the scales on the warhammer, with a blue shield as the base, and the emblem of the Church of the Silver Moon is a pair of female eyes surrounded by 7 silver stars, both emblems have their own unique Meaning, but he has never seen in some books a religion with wood carvings as symbols of gods.

During the conversation just now, he specially observed that there are no other emblems on this family.

"Our whole family believes in the **** of harvest and hunting, Timora, ah~ that's a very kind and kind god..."

When this **** was mentioned, the two adults in the family had expressions of reverence and happiness on their faces, and the faces of the children also had happy expressions.

"God of harvest and hunting... Timora?"

After listening to his words, Donald and Anthony looked at each other.

"Yes, that is your Excellency, he is a shepherd in the mountains, he is a cultivator of crops, he often appears in the crown of the trees, or rides the cool autumn wind across the sky..."

What the man said should be some teachings of the God of Harvest and Hunting. Donald pondered, nodding frequently to agree.

"Everyone, help us find this wood carving. I thought it was a blessing from the gods. I would like to invite a few of you to participate in the winter festival in our village, Dano, what do you think?"

The woman put her hands on her chest and looked at Donald and the others with some anticipation.

Donald looked at her subconsciously, and had to say that this woman was well maintained, with a plump figure and a ruddy complexion, more charming than ordinary village women in the countryside.

"Yeah, come with you too? Our village is on the upper reaches of this river. Today is the most important day for our village. There will be singing and dancing performances in the village at that time, which is very beautiful."

The man called Dano clapped his hands together excitedly and invited Donald and the others.

"Donald, there's not much food in the carriage. The village might be able to supply us."

Stephanie leaned over to Donald and whispered, they had been walking in the mountains for three days and really needed a place to rest.

"We are all non-believers, is it appropriate to participate in the festival?"

"Haha, of course it's appropriate, our festival welcomes everyone to watch the ceremony, and the glory of God should be admired by people!"

Dano was still very enthusiastic, and the expression on this simple man's face did not seem to be fake.

"Then we'll interrupt, but our bonfire has already been lit, and the vegetables have been cut in half. We will go over after we finish eating the food here... Up the river, right?"

Since he wants to rest, it is not necessary to go there, not to mention that he actually wants to see what this festival of the **** of harvest and hunting is like.

"Sure enough, like this kind of rural village, people believe in some more practical gods, such as the earth goddess, or the **** of harvest and hunting."

When the family left, Anthony put the sliced ​​radishes and potatoes into the boiler one by one, and said with some emotion.

"Timorah...have you heard of this god?"

Donald actually cares more about the names of gods that the family said just now.

When he lived in Preston before, for a period of time, in order to find out the origin of the emblem in the hands of Infinita, he read quite a few religious books and wrote down a lot of religious names and their general teachings.

Generally speaking, the goddess of the earth should be in charge of agriculture. Donald was very impressed by this, because he had dealt with this sect when he and Shalltear went to investigate the disappearance of the farm.

In charge of hunting, to be honest, this belongs to a very small field, and Donald only remembers that there is a **** of hunting.

However, the God of Harvest and Hunting did not exist in Donald's impression.

"I grew up in Demingham. How can I study religion? Didn't you say you graduated from the Department of Religion? I thought you knew that."

Although the Ryan Empire government guarantees the people's freedom of belief, they also try to eliminate the image of religion in the non-belief area. Therefore, many people who have lived in the belief area all their lives have only limited their understanding of religion to some names, such as the Church of Justice. Naturally, Everyone knows it, but if you really want people in non-belief areas to tell their teachings, it is estimated that eight out of ten people will shake their heads and say they don't know.

"There are too many religions in the Ryan Empire, I can't think of it for a while."

This is not Donald looking for excuses. The beliefs of the Ryan Empire are actually very confusing. There are twenty or thirty registered orthodox religions, not to mention those unregistered religions that only spread in a small area.

"I think there shouldn't be a problem, the **** of harvest and hunting, no matter how you think about it, he should be a kind god, and the family just now, warm and hospitable, I can't see anything out of the ordinary. To be honest, I haven't been to this kind of winter festival yet. Demingham is at most a year-end celebration, like a ceremonial car parade, musicians' solos, and those opera performances... early Tired of watching."

Anthony could see that Donald was actually suspicious of their impure motives. After all, a few people suddenly appeared in this barren mountain and wildly graciously invited passers-by to participate in the festival. It was a bit strange to think about it.

"You're right, eat first, and then go and have a look."

Donald nodded, looking at the hot soup in the boiler and said.

After lunch, the group set off and walked upstream along the river. The family didn't deceive Donald and the others. After walking for more than ten minutes, the smoke from the roof of the house could be vaguely seen in the distance. I also saw someone in front of me carrying a larger-than-life model with some wooden carvings on a trolley, heading towards a nearby stone covered with fur and ears of wheat.

There were also a few children next to the scooter, holding branches in their hands, and hopping around, and when Donald and the others passed by, they stopped by the roadside to look at their carriage.

"This is for you, can you tell uncle what they are doing?"

Donald stopped the carriage, took a few pieces of dried meat from the carriage and distributed it to the children, pointing to the person who was placing the wood carving in front of the stone and asked.

"I know that in the village festival, the wood carving is the great **** of harvest and hunting. The wood carving represents that his clone will come to our village and bring us a good harvest and food!"

A boy who seemed to be the oldest of the group raised his hand, chewing the dried meat bought from the best store in Beluye, his eyes glowing, and he said loudly.

After he finished speaking, he swept his partner beside the circle with great vigour. Being in the limelight in front of outsiders was a great opportunity to show his intelligence, and he could also elevate his status among his friends.

The child king of the village, he is determined!

"So that's the case, but you haven't seen the appearance of God, how did you make this statue? Whoever answers this question will be rewarded~"

Shaking the meat in your hand in front of these children is the advantage of dealing with children. Give them what they want, and they will give you the corresponding return.

Anthony got off the horse at this time, holding the reins, and his eyes were on the children. Stephanie and Julia stuck their heads out to see Donald dancing and chatting with the children, all with smiles on their faces.

"Because we have Claremont, he is the human agent of the **** of harvest and hunting, and he is also a great sage, very powerful!"

When the child said this, his face became even more arrogant, as if we were introducing where our brothers and sisters in the family went to high school or their parents were promoted.

As an adult, it would be a bit of a show off, but the stinky expressions on these children's faces are cute no matter how you look at them. Just as Donald turned around and wanted to get some more meat, Stephanie had already prepared it for him. All right.

"Stephanie, you drive the car, and I'll talk to them later."

Donald carried a basket of dried meat and some fruit snacks, chatting with these children as he walked.

I have to say that Donald himself, as a wizard, has a mysterious and gentle temperament that these children like very much, and soon he will get along with them, chatting and laughing.

The adults next to him didn't stop when they saw their children with him. On the one hand, they were walking towards the village, and on the other hand, Donald and his party didn't look like those who kidnapped children~lightnovelpub.net ~ Up to the gate of the village, Donald still doesn't know much about this **** of harvest and hunting. After all, these are children, and it is obviously unrealistic for them to understand things like teachings. There are many things for people of great sages.

Claremont Sylvester, an elder who came from outside the village one day, was honored as a great sage because he could induce miracles such as making trees bloom in winter and making rice ears fuller. This is still a villager. The title they imposed on him, he himself has always claimed to be only the human agent of the **** of harvest and hunting.

This winter festival was proposed by him, in order to pray to the gods that the new year will continue to have a good harvest, and there will be more harvests when hunting, and the wood carving is also a finished product made by him in his own image, said It is to allow people to have a person to recite the teachings. Now every household in the village has such a woodcarving. It is said that they have been blessed, so the family was so anxious when they lost the woodcarving.

"The great sage, use his own appearance as a **** statue... I really need to take a good look."

Listening to the chatter of the children, Donald couldn't help but become more curious about the great sage.