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Chapter 69 Winter Spirit Festival

Every year, Winter Spirit Festival is the happiest day for children.

Frederick, who was under the blanket, had his nose lifted by the end of his braid by Taro, and it took him a while to get up reluctantly yawning.

"Wow! The new dress is so beautiful!"

As soon as Frederick got up, he praised the maid's new clothes.

Every Winter Spirit Festival, even if there are only socks, new clothes must be worn. Frederick also allows servants to not wear uniforms.

Tarot is the tax official's daughter, and her family already has money, and her salary as a maid in Frederick's place is not low. Naturally, she wears a new winter dress for the New Year.

She said proudly, "I bought this lace with great difficulty. It is the latest style in the south."

Frederick admired the lace at the neckline of her skirt and got up to dress.

The lace these days is purely handmade, and the beautiful ones are even more expensive than clothes.

Frederick walked to the full-length mirror, and Tarot helped him put on the new suit that was warming on the stove.

Just getting dressed, Katie came in in a new fiery red dress, holding a long wooden stick in one hand and a dagger in the other.

"Come on..." Katie showed a kind smile on her face, "Let me see if I have grown taller."

Frederick stood there straight, and Katie stood behind the wooden stick. After determining the height, he drew a mark on it with a dagger.

"It's much higher." Katie nodded in satisfaction.

Frederick smiled and said, "That's for sure."

Katie pinched his face, wrinkled her nose and said, "If I go to bed earlier at night, it will be higher."

Frederick just smiled.

Katie handed Tarot the wooden stick that recorded Frederick's height every year on Winter Soul Day, so he could use it later.

When the two came to the restaurant, Frederick sat down and saw that Psyche was there, and said in surprise, "You're back."

A while ago, Psyche went on a long trip and didn't know where he was going.

Psyche yawned back: "Well, I'm back, it's freezing outside."

The maid brought today's breakfast, a brand new food that I had never seen before, a large fried bagel with honey on it.

It was right to look at Katie as soon as there was something new on the table.

Sure enough, Katie said a little proudly: "Eat it quickly, this is a sun bagel, it won't taste good when it's cold."

Frederick thought about why the sun was not made into a complete circle, picked up a knife and fork and cut a section, and found that there was stuffing inside.

When I put it in my mouth, I found that the stuffing was made of roasted walnuts, hazelnuts and almonds, crushed together with flour. The not very sweet maltose did not cover up the original taste of these nuts, but embellished their aroma.

"Delicious." Frederick immediately cut another piece and started eating.

Katie's smile grew even more smug.

After breakfast, Frederick came to the living room.

The fireplace was already burning, and the room was warm.

The table is full of small gift boxes wrapped in colored cloth and tied with bows with ribbons. They are all the same size, but in different colors, like a hill.

From Ah Fu to the gatekeeper, everyone lined up to the living room to receive the gift from Master Wesson.

Frederick himself didn't remember what was in it. There were lipsticks, gold coins, stretchable tickles, and so on.

On this day, in addition to the leaders giving gifts to their subordinates, the elders will give gifts to the younger generation, and friends will also give gifts to each other.

After Frederick distributed the presents, it was time to open his own.

Some gifts had arrived yesterday, and the first one he opened was the one from Maria.

It was a wooden figurine with a football next to it. It was hard to tell who it was because of his drawing skills, but judging from his clothes, it should be Frederick.

Then came Sophia's gift, a purple woolen scarf.

The purple dye here is also precious, and Frederick is definitely the most beautiful boy in the audience when he wears it to attend outdoor activities among nobles.

Philip sent a dip-pen with a gold tip and a wooden barrel studded with gold.

The Grand Duke of Mainz sent a simple and unassuming war bow, but Frederick could only use it when he was an adult.

Archbishop Victor sent a "Holy Book", scriptures transcribed in dark golden ink on white-stained parchment, surrounded by silver-white lace in a low-key and gorgeous way, and the most important thing is the signature on the title page, which is the current Pope's signature. name.

Scholars at the University of Weissenborg gave Frederick a box of books carefully selected by Manuel.

Finally, it was a gift from King William. It is a tradition to give gifts to vassals and subordinates on this day. The gift Frederick received was a gold toothpick.

After he finished unpacking and continued, the others also went back to the room to bring the presents.

Richard Nall gave him a book and said solemnly: "This is a sword manual that has been handed down for a long time. It is older than Psyche. It is said that it was brought back by a swordsman from a certain secret place. "

"No one has been able to learn the moves in it for so many years. I will give him to you, and it depends on whether you can understand it."

Frederick took it with both hands and immediately bowed to thank him: "Thank you, Master."

Richard Nall patted him on the shoulder and said, "Work hard."

Then came Katie, who gave Frederick an equally old volume of poetry.

"This collection of poems is more than 500 years old," she said. "It's poetry from all over the ancient empire."

Frederick took it and said obediently, "Thank you, sister."

Psyche came over with a long bag, took out a sword from it and handed it to Frederick.

Frederick took the sword out of the wooden scabbard after taking it with both hands. The sword was shiny silver, but it looked ordinary, except that there was a thumb-sized golden goddess inlaid on the sword above the gauntlet.

The goddess is dressed in a long robe, crowned with laurels, with her hands held high and a pair of wings behind her.

Heavy panting sounds immediately appeared in the living room. Frederick looked over and found that Richard Nar's eyes were wide open, his beard was trembling, and his hands subconsciously stretched out.

"Let me touch it!" Lord Juggernaut said excitedly, "Just touch it!!"

Frederick immediately understood that it was a sword and handed his hands to the master.

Richard Nall stretched out his hand carefully to take the long sword, but his body froze suddenly, leaving a sentence of "I'll wash my hands first" and then disappeared, leaving behind a gust of wind to make the skirts of Psyche and Katie flutter slightly.

After Frederick blinked, Richard Nall came back, took the long sword very solemnly, and admired it carefully.

"The Mithril sword body, the Golden Goddess of Victory..." Richard Nall trembled a little with excitement, "It really is the Remit sword of Master San Nascimento. I never thought that I would be able to touch the real thing in my life..."

At this point, he was startled suddenly, raised his head and asked Psyche, "Isn't this sword stolen many years ago? Where did you find it?"

Psyche shrugged his shoulders and said: "His descendants sold it out without any hesitation. For the sake of face, they said it was stolen, and after a few transfers, they came to me."

Richard Nall sighed deeply, shook his head and said: "Master San Nascimento is the greatest sword master so far, and his descendants are also talented, but now... ah... the halo is also Obstacle."

After speaking, he returned the sword to Frederick.

Frederick bowed to Psyche and said, "Thank you very much for this precious gift you gave me, and I will cherish it."

Psyche replied: "It's just a sword, it's too difficult to keep here, so I'll give it to you."

"But don't float away, even if you hold it, anyone here can hit you with a table leg."

After speaking, she took out something from her bag and gave it to Richard Nall.

The corners of Frederick's mouth twitched when he saw the gift.

"Here." Psyche said, "The threaded steel fishing rod is 12 meters long. It can be used to catch dolphins."

A bright smile immediately appeared on Richard Nall's face, and he quickly thanked him.

At last Psyche took out a pair of daggers with belt holsters and gave them to Katie.

Katie immediately tied the sword sheath around her waist, pulled out the short sword behind her waist with both hands, and shook a few sword flowers, like black roses blooming in the air.

The blades of these two swords were black, and Frederick couldn't see the way, but seeing Katie holding Psyche, he knew they were good things.

Then Frederick was dragged outside by Katie for a sword test.

This day's lunch was later than usual, and tea time only started.

"The fish is delicious!" Richard Nall said triumphantly, "I caught it!"

Frederick kept smiling. This kind of yellow-bellied fish has been bred in Wessen for hundreds of years, and the supply is in short supply every Winter Spirit Festival.

Today, yellow belly fish and other fish, large and small, are breaded and deep-fried, and many people buy the finished product and drizzle with sauces to their liking.

After lunch, Frederick returned to the castle on the top of the hill in a carriage, preparing for the torch parade tonight.

The sky was getting dark, and many people had already prepared, brought the items used tonight, and waited on both sides of the road up the mountain of the castle and in front of the house.

The sun dipped below the horizon, leaving only a glimmer of light at the edge of the sky, and the longest night was approaching.

The last ray of light disappeared, the sky completely darkened, the world fell into darkness, and the north wind whizzed past.

The gate of the castle opened "rumbling", Baron Frederick von Wessen held a torch in his right hand and a diamond-encrusted bell in his left hand, and walked out slowly.

The light is so weak that it seems to be nothing from a distance, swaying in the wind of winter night, it seems that it will go out in the next moment.

The old knight Franz lit his own torch on the torch held by Baron Wesson, and followed behind him.

Second, third, fourth...

A fire dragon started from the castle on the top of the hill and walked slowly and firmly towards the city of Wessenburg.

In the dark and empty city, the ringing of the bell tells everyone that the light is coming. People hold torches to draw flames from the fire dragon, light a branch and give it to their family members to light the everlasting lamp at home, and then turn around and join the team to become part of the fire dragon.

In this longest night, countless originally dim flames gathered together to expel the endless darkness.

(End of this chapter)