Mage? Spell Engineer!

When Rorschach and his party arrived at the city square, they saw a stage made of haystacks and wooden boards, and a huge lamb made of hay.

There were not many people in the square at this time, so Luo Xia and the others were able to get a closer look at the masterpiece on the stage: this grass-tied sheep was four stories tall, plump and lifelike, and it was amazing to look up from the ground.

Singletaryev and Tasia ran onto the stage, but Rorschach felt that a gentleman would not stand in danger, so he did not step forward. At this time, a red-faced man with long hair explained to Rorschach: "When the parade reaches the square and the celebration reaches its climax, the sheep will be set on fire and everyone will dance around the burning stage."

It turns out that you are not standing on the stage, but dancing around the stage... Rorschach thought for a while: "Sacrifice."

"Yes, this activity evolved from sacrifices to gods. Are people very greedy? They want to exchange a sheep for a good harvest throughout the year. But the sacrifice is big enough... Ah, hello, my name is Unu Ke, the fourth-level mage stationed in Andorilla. Little brother, you are very young."

Andorilla is worthy of being a border fortress city, and the mages stationed here are also mid-level.

"Rorschach, first class, graduated from the Royal Academy of Magic and is on his way to Valois for further studies."

"This is rare. Why not take an airship? The journey is quite long and customs clearance is more troublesome than an air station."

"I've been stuck in school for a long time. Let's take this time to learn something new."

Unuk nodded approvingly: "Yes, as a spell caster, experience is also important. Since it is a long-term experience, I will tell my little brother something that few people know now."

He shifted his gaze from Rorschach back to the huge lamb: "This festival and the activities that evolved from sacrifices have existed in the old empire. After my research on local records, it may even be older.

A long time ago, before the old empire conquered this place, there was only a small settlement here. What they worshiped was not Mars, but Kris, the god of grains, plants and seasons, a female-like god who is believed by scholars to be One of the daughters or incarnations of the World Mother”

"Gah!"

Do you want it to be so exciting...

Just as I was thinking about it, there were more people around me. They surrounded the stage and started dancing hand in hand. Six dancers wearing garlands also jumped on the stage.

At this time, Singer had come down, but Tasia was still on the stage, and her escape route was blocked by the dancers.

"Our companion, the girl is still up there, do you want to call her up?"

Unuk shook his head: "The residents didn't say anything. I don't think it's necessary. Let's start lighting the fire immediately. This is the dance before the lighting ceremony. They will come down after they finish dancing."

The sound of drums and organ sounded in the square, and a melodious tune with a tortuous rhythm led the local residents to sing in chorus:

“Lamb, lamb, who made you fat and hairy?

Wheat ears, wheat ears, who makes you golden and plump?

Seasons come and go, life comes and goes, we are here in this land to offer you fruits and lambs..."

A group of people sang and danced like chants, and some people joined in, holding high torches soaked in rosin, emitting a burning heat and smell of smoke.

"The residents here are quite talented in dancing." Unuk looked at the stage. She had joined the rhythm of the other dancers on the stage. These dances were relatively simple. In Rorschach's opinion, they were all hand and foot movements. , it feels not as difficult as the square dance of the aunts in previous lives. Tasia, on the other hand, stood there motionless, looking a little abrupt.

But Luo Xia always felt a little uneasy after listening to the legend told by the resident mage.

Rorschach was a little irritable in the noisy environment. He suddenly felt something.

got windy.

It's not the natural wind, it's the ebb and flow of magic in the environment. Since the battle with Leopold in the Nameless Valley, his [Magic Condensation] seems to have improved again, and his perception of external magic has become broader and deeper.

"The magic in the environment is fluctuating."

Unuk was a little surprised: "Brother Rorschach, are you really only the first level? Can you already feel the changes in the magic power of the environment?"

It was not difficult to tell from his face that Unuk had drank. He also felt it and didn't have much reaction: "Forget it, don't worry, it should be the crowd's activities at the celebration that have 'resonated'. Anyway, dancing and caroling The person pointed at has long been..., and the activity has ended and it has calmed down."

Ordinary people also have endogenous magic power. Although it is very thin, the resonance of a group can also induce extraordinary effects.

This was discovered by priests and nobles responsible for military command in ancient times. Therefore, how to organize large-scale dances, how to organize battle formations to induce beneficial effects, and to establish communication with gods became a technology.

A technology of nobility, a technology that casters disdain. Because to organize hundreds, thousands or even tens of thousands of people, this is a miracle caused by ordinary people, and it is also the "magic" of the powerful. It requires the command of the general's battle flag and the king's scepter.

Based on the "resonance" theory, the spellcaster and the spellcaster working together will also produce an effect of 1+1 greater than 2. Mages developed more powerful, communally cast ritual magic, and churches formed choirs and paladins with group tactics.

This resonance is happening at the Harvest Festival. People on this land sacrifice, dance, and sing on this day year after year in a festive mood. However, in the silent era, the objects of their sacrifices have fallen... Rorschach seems to be this group of people dialing a string every year Empty number.

The messy magical wind is still surging.

There was another noise, and it turned out that the parade had arrived in the square. At the beginning is the statue of the god, followed by the float, which is also a scene of singing and dancing.

The bell tower was ringing before, but it was now past eight o'clock in the evening. For lighting, huge torches were held in the procession, and the gods seemed to come alive in the light of the fire.

The smoke enveloped the square, and besides the smell of rosin there was also a sweet aroma. The songs became more and more cheerful, and the parade was getting closer and closer, and it was about to join the square dance team. The seven leading people hugged each other to ignite the anointing of the lamb. The whole carnival reached its climax.

Rorschach squinted his eyes to observe the statues surrounded by people. It seemed that there were some changes from the ones he saw when he first left the magic guild. The statues became slender and delicate, and the image of a woman was vaguely reflected under the light of the torch.

"No! Mr. Ale! Singh! Call Tasia down!"

Just as he was observing the parade, Rorschach was pushed away from the edge of the stage by the crowd. He tried to squeeze in first, shouting: "Tasia! Come down! Come down!" But Tasia had already been beaten by six dancers. Surrounded by the crowd, it turned out to be the center of the stage, and it was in a dilemma under the huge grass-covered lamb.

"There's a problem! Senior! Interrupt the ceremony!" Tasia shouted.

The other residents seemed not to have heard anything and continued to praise:

"Kris! Mother of the Earth, give us a rich harvest!" The people shrouded in smoke gradually became crazy, and some began to tear their clothes. Even though the sky was already a little chilly, they didn't notice it. Some people's dances were out of control, and even more It seemed like it was waving its limbs wildly.

"Mother Earth! Mother World!"