Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

After stabilizing her body, Lecia turned her head to see clearly the person who bumped into her. It was the person she saw eating raw meat that day. She seemed to be Betty's distant cousin North.

His face was pale, he looked like he was in his mid-twenties, he had no beard, black-green hair, and his pupils were also green, like a will-o'-the-wisp at night. He was strong and almost half a head taller than her.

He has a cold aura and may become a little irritable after looking at him for a long time. He is wearing simple clothes that he usually wears for farm work.

He looked at Lecia with a sinister look and smiled before returning to the crowd and joining in the chatting of several people.

The uncomfortable gaze disappeared, and Lecia also had the urge to hit him.

She didn't like the aura emanating from him, and she would have to take revenge later. This was the first thought in her mind.

"Lecia, are you okay? I'll give that guy a good look later." Natalia and Dermot checked up and down.

Village Chief Little also exuded a sense of majesty and comforted Lecia, saying that he would deal with North later. He was the one who scolded her just now.

Yulia, who had a bulging belly, looked at Lecia's body with both hands and nodded to express her affirmation.

Even Lecia didn't know when she appeared here. Every time she saw her, there was something indescribably wrong.

"She is developing very well. She will be a good mother in the future. Let's try to be a sacrificial saint first."

"Lecia has to choose, she is still young." Natalia added.

"Yeah, it's about to start. Let's go and wait. I'm very optimistic about Lecia."

Lecia, who was taken away, suspected that they would introduce her husband candidates next.

In terms of beauty, those three are not bad; in terms of temperament, the extra heroic spirit in me ruins the girl's softness, and those of the other party are obviously more suitable.

The man wearing a hood was also among the crowd nearby, and his face hidden inside was not visible.

Since the candidates and the audience are separated, Lecia does not have the opportunity to ask her questions now.

The people next to him had dark purple skin and ordinary looks, just like ordinary villagers. The occasionally exposed arms bear some ulcer-like scars.

Village Chief Little was also ready to walk to the area reserved in front, and coughed twice to quiet the noisy crowd.

"The annual election of the sacrificial saints is about to begin again. The chosen ones will pray and believe in the stars and all things on behalf of our village of Yansir, so that we can continue to receive their gifts and prosperity next year."

The people below cheered, shouting about their beliefs and the people they hoped to choose.

Lecia also heard many people shouting her name.

Betty shook the flowers in her hand, shouted a few times and winked at Lecia. Awosika also held her belly and nodded to her.

The others in North looked on with sneers, as if they were about to rush forward at any moment.

Lecia was a little confused when she provoked him, or when he was eating raw meat and was hit by her and became angry.

The invisible eyes of the man in the black hood were also looking at him, and after being looked at by her, he looked at the classical beauty next to him.

She had no impression of most of the other people who had gathered, except for the few she had seen in the past few days.

She couldn't help but look at the protruding bushes at the back from time to time. It was also attracting her there, as if it was very familiar to her.

"Stop looking around, look ahead." Natalia led Lecia to the area behind the village chief Little.

Next to him were people who had also come to run for the election. Except for the pregnant one who looked at him with a smile, the others were looking ahead with calm expressions.

"Since the messengers from all things in the starry sky helped us suppress the evil that imprisoned free belief in Yangsir Village, we are now ushering in a new year. The birth of the sacrificial saint is related to the stability in the new year, and she will once again strengthen it. A seal against evil.

"So -" Little lengthened his voice and his expression became serious: "I won't say any more nonsense. I hope some of you newcomers will abide by the rules of the village."

After he finished speaking, he looked at North with majestic eyes, and the people around him swarmed up and pushed him down.

The few people around him also hid and watched in fear, not daring to make any disturbing move.

"No one can escape from the rules. This time I miss you for the first time, and next time you will become the dirt of a forbidden place."

The men took out sticks and beat North repeatedly. He fell to the ground motionless, raised his head and looked at Lecia with resentful eyes, and the green in his pupils seemed to be burning.

North, who was beaten to a bloody pulp, didn't cry out. In the end, he was pulled out by his two companions, and the atmosphere returned to what it was when he arrived.

The villagers just gathered around and discussed, without any expression or excitement. It felt like the discussion was just for the sake of discussion.

Lecia felt that they were too incoherent and too unified.

Thinking of the scene where North was beaten to a bloody pulp, he flinched a little. He would definitely die if he did.

Natalia, who was on the side, and Little, who turned around to speak, made eye contact, and Little continued to look at each place for a while.

She raised a smile on her lips and pulled Demot, who was in a daze next to her, to hold their arms with each other.

…Next, choose the candidate you think is the most suitable, take pictures of the teams one by one and come up to vote. "

"Green, Martel, Steele, Lecia...people other than them do not count, and your vote will be invalid. You must consider it carefully. This is related to the future of all of us."

Only then did Lecia learn that the woman next to her wearing a classic palace dress was called Steele, her green hair was Green, and Martel was a gentle and maternal person.

I hope everyone will choose the three of them. I have even forgotten the ceremony, so it must be inappropriate.

Of course, it would be better to be able to look at the raised grass for a while after it is over.

What is under the dark red round handle inside? What's sealed there? Why are the people in the village so angry?

"Come on Teacher Lecia, we like you to be a model."

The painting brother and sister and their father Murray came to Lecia and inserted the tied sticks in their hands into the ground. There was a person behind them who was distributing sticks to the people in line. The village chief Little looked on.

Murray, who had a few strands of white on his head, shook hands with Lecia. His clothes were stained with a lot of colorful paint, and the pupils of his eyes were a little unreal, like irregular spaces folded together.

"I look forward to the moment when I paint your portrait. I am honored. Thank you to the invisible God for the gift."

After he finished speaking, he took the child and left, leaving Lecia standing there in a daze and forgetting to thank her. What is this?

"Teacher Lecia, you look good, remember to choose me."

Betty took the flowers and brought the man pulling the thorn carriage to vote for her. She handed the bouquet of flowers to Lecia and left happily.

All the students she taught came with their families to vote for her. Those who were still lagging behind now have overtaken the classical beauties around them.

Unlike everyone else, Schiller and the hooded man came here. He was a little hesitant and didn't know whether to go in. After looking at the people opposite, he thought about going over.