Magic and Vientiane Card System

Charlotte stayed in the tavern that day, took a hot bath, ate a rich dinner, and slept soundly!

Charlotte felt alive again.The vitality exhausted by the long journey returned to him.He felt like he could kill five wild goblins with one punch now!

After dinner, he took the governor to go shopping.I experienced the excitement of the Harvest Festival very much.

Harvest Festival falls on the first Sunday in October.That's right, there is also a day of the week in this world.

It is said that it was determined by the stargazers of the Casselio Magic Empire according to the cycle of the movement of the stars.The calendar and time units set in that period are: seconds, minutes, days, weeks, months, years, and epochs, which are still in use today.

At that time, the magic civilization developed to the extreme. Magic was not only used in battles and wars, but also penetrated into every aspect of people's lives.At that time, there was already a prototype of civilization that used magic as its energy source.

Moreover, the force of a single person is also extremely powerful. The strongest mage at that time was called the Grand Arcanist, and they were some ruthless characters who could wrestle with the incarnation of gods.

The system division of magic, including the term "arcane", was born and continued at that time.According to Charlotte's understanding, the world has been going backwards since the fall of the Magic Empire.It is simply that weasels give birth to mice, and one generation is not as good as one generation.

Then let’s talk about the Harvest Festival, which is one of the four festivals, and the origin of the Harvest Festival cannot be verified.Some say that it was originally a ceremony held by the Church of the Mother Earth to praise the harvest bestowed by the Mother God;

In short, the current Harvest Festival is already a very popular festival.Almost all human beings on the continent will celebrate this festival.Customs vary from place to place, but the theme of celebrating the harvest is the same, nothing more than praising the Mother Earth, the God of Seasons or other gods of nature.In some places, even some well-known natural elves in the local area will be sacrificed.

It was the day before the Harvest Festival, and the streets were already very lively.Charlotte walked on the bustling streets, feeling this long-lost joy.

It has been 5 months since time travel to today, and all she has seen is hardship, danger, and death, which makes Charlotte feel very depressed.Finally seeing the prosperity again and seeing the smiles on people's faces made him feel relieved.As long as there is hope, no matter how difficult the day is, we can get through it.

Charlotte bought a lot of food along the way, local pumpkin pies, baked potatoes, grilled sausages, bread with salty ham sandwiched like a sandwich (exotic meat sandwiches?)...

There was even a small stall selling maltose, surrounded by a group of children, swallowing their saliva desperately, staring at it even if they couldn't eat it, and had their eyes addicted.

There are also a lot of handicrafts for sale, small tools, wood carvings, toys made by the surrounding villagers...

The Harvest Festival officially started the next day, and people put down their work one after another, freed from the heavy labor of the past, and they took to the streets to start this rare carnival.

It was almost noon, and the flow of people began to gather in the square in the middle of the town.A stage was set up there, on which many troubadours played music and sang joyful ballads.There is also a performance troupe invited by the town, including all kinds of clowns and acrobatics.

How could people in the past have such a good show to watch.In the past, they either ran around working in the fields and forests, or buried themselves in counters and workshops.Today, I can finally relax.

People wore clothes that they were reluctant to wear in the past, enjoyed the performance in the square, applauded every song of the poet, and applauded every somersault of the juggler.

The priest of the Earth Mother God in the town treated the believers for free, and blessed the hardworking people on behalf of the Mother God, wishing them a good harvest next year...

Regardless of status, regardless of status.At this time, happiness is equal to everyone.

At noon, the mayor of the small town came to the stage to give a speech.Of course, leadership speeches are similar in any world.It's just that this world is more down-to-earth, and it's not all empty talk.

Charlotte looked at the very old mayor.I heard from the people next to me that the old mayor is 69 years old!In this world, he is already a long-lived person among ordinary people.I heard that he has been the mayor for more than [-] years, and the prosperity of Muxi Town today is due to the old mayor.

The old mayor had silver hair, a medium build, and was very thin, looking a little stooped.But the few wrinkles on his face, his kind smile and his sonorous voice made him look very tough.

People say that the old mayor can work for another ten years!

The afternoon activities were also very interesting, people started various competitions.Not to mention running, archery, wrestling and the like.

There is actually a competition held by women. They have collected a lot of small black berries in the local area, and the berries are only the size of a fingernail.The content of the competition is to pierce berries with a needle and thread, and whoever can pierce a hundred berries first will win.

No.1 can get a piece of wool, No.2 can get a piece of linen, No.3 can get a big pumpkin!

Charlotte thought that the day's activities were already the main course of the Harvest Festival, but she didn't expect that it was just a dessert before the meal.

It's lively at night!A huge bonfire was lit in the middle of the square, and people held hands, singing and dancing around the bonfire.The whole scene was extremely enthusiastic.

Charlotte was watching the fun, and was dragged into the crowd by a few laughing girls, and couldn't help jumping up.Even the governor's dead calm face couldn't stop the enthusiasm of the people, he was pulled into the crowd, and danced awkwardly.

It's better to dance than to do anything!

That dance is concise, cheerful, and enthusiastic.With the sound of music, the whole person will be happy.There are also those young men and women, they are affectionate in the crowd, dancing to each other...

At this time, everyone doesn't care about status and status.Farmers and artisans held hands, businessmen and guards clinked glasses and drank.The whole Muxi Town is a sea of ​​joyful songs and laughter.

It was very late when Charlotte returned to the tavern, and the whole person was drunk.Not only because of alcohol, but also the ubiquitous happiness.

At this time, there were still many people drinking heavily in the lobby of the tavern. They got together in small groups, bragging and clinking glasses with each other, laughing heartily... It seemed that they were reluctant to fall asleep too early on this rare and festive day.

Charlotte wandered the streets all day, and caroused for half the night, but she didn't feel sleepy at all.He and the governor also occupied a table, ordered two small dishes with wine, and sat there to continue drinking.

After drinking for a while, a tall fat man with small eyes in a dark brown linen robe came over.He has a smile on his face, and he is kind in this festival.

He said: "This friend is a traveler passing through Muxi Town, would you mind having a glass of wine together?"

How could it be possible for Charlotte to face people coldly on such a festive day?Besides, Charlotte is quite pleasing to the eyes of this fat man.I asked him to sit down and had a drink.

Sometimes that's the case, there are people you meet and think you can try to make friends with.And there are some people who you don't want to take a second look after you take one look at them.

The two chatted while drinking. The fat man was quite talkative and familiar. He said his name was Ferro.

Fat Luo?Charlotte didn't expect someone to call this name, and thought it was quite interesting.

"... Fei Luo, are you a mage?" Charlotte couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked.

He felt the magic power from Fei Luo.He had felt that feeling with the White Hart and the old goblin, but it wasn't as strong.

"Let me just say, sure enough, Charlotte, you are also a spellcaster." Fei Luo slapped his thigh and whispered.

He had felt a magical reaction from Charlotte before, but it was strange that he had never encountered such a feeling.But as soon as Charlotte spoke, he confirmed that Charlotte was also a spellcaster.

People who have a sense of magic are at least ready casters.

Fei Luo and Charlotte explained his identity.It turned out that he was a trainee sorcerer in the rank of black iron!And Charlotte is still the same old saying that deceived the paladin Siensay, claiming to be a self-taught summoner...

The two were also defenseless in this joyous festival, coupled with the drunkenness, it really hit it off!

Charlotte is from Earth, well-informed, and has great brains; Feiluo is a native elite, knowledgeable, and funny.The two of them are bragging about each other, they really meet each other, and they will meet good talents!

Almost cut off the chicken head and burnt yellow paper on the spot, and became brothers with different surnames!