Rome must fall.

Chapter 383 Visit
In a flash, Maximus took a championship medal from his servant.

Gervais lowered his head obediently and let Maximus hang it around his neck with his own hands.

"May the goddess Danu bless you!" Maximus sent his blessing.

"Thank you, Chief!" Govis saluted respectfully again and left.

The next player followed closely...

After Gorvais consciously left Maximus' sight, he picked up the medal and took a closer look. It was no different from the championship medals in previous years. Both were made of brass, twice as large as ordinary copper coins, and felt heavy in his hand.

The front of the medal is an engraving of the bronze statue of the goddess Danu, with an inscription of "God bless the champion" below; the reverse side is an engraving of the face of the leader Maximus, with the only difference being an inscription of "4th" below. The medal has an exquisite pattern, a smooth and delicate texture, and is endowed with a sacred meaning, which makes Goves love it.

After the Snowdia team members were received by Chief Maximus and received medals, Toleruge led them, holding up the statue of the goddess, and walked around the field three times to accept the cheers of the audience.

Finally they came to the statue of Goddess Danu, and the priests made way for them to kneel down and pray, thanking the goddess for giving them the glory of victory!

"Woo!!!..." The trumpet sounded again, and the crowd outside the stadium began to become noisy.

The spectators who had been sitting in their original places made way for a wide passage under the command of the soldiers who were maintaining order. The huge straw white sheep stepped on wooden wheels and moved slowly to the center of the stadium, pushed by more than a dozen strong men.

After the Aries stood in the center of the field, Maximus stood up from his seat, walked down the stands, crossed the field, and walked towards the statue...

As he walked forward, the originally agitated people gradually became quiet. With respectful looks on their faces, they stared intently at their great leader, the high priest of the tribe, the son of the goddess Danu, as they watched him walk steadily to the statue. The priests who had been standing quietly, led by Emmerich and Hermigas, all stood behind him.

He was tall and straight, with a pious and solemn expression, and his robe was spotless and white. He opened his hands toward the statue, leaned forward, stared at the face of the statue, and began to move his lips... His every move was different from that of other priests and believers. He didn't seem to be praying at all, but like a wandering child meeting his loving mother, expressing his longing in admiration...

Every Nix citizen present couldn't help but get excited: the chief must be praying to the goddess Danu, asking her to grant the Nix tribe another good harvest this year!

Soon, Maximus withdrew his hands, and the other priests raised their heads and ended their prayer.

Maximus bent down, picked up a torch that was placed in front of the temporary altar of the statue, put it in the brazier on the altar and lit it.

Then he raised the torch and walked slowly to the center of the court. Emmerich, Hermigas and other priests also lit a torch and walked towards the straw livestock around the court according to the prior arrangement.

The huge Aries was set on fire by Maximus and soon turned into a huge fire.

"Woo!!!..." The sound of the trumpet once again resounded inside and outside the stadium.

Then ten cowhide drums were struck, and the rhythmic drumbeats struck everyone's heartstrings. It was also a signal for the Knicks tribe's top leaders and distinguished guests sitting in the stands to rush to the center of the court, holding hands with Maximus and forming a circle around the burning ram.

The guards formed another big circle outside, and the people closest to the stadium also rushed up to form another big circle outside.

The rest of the people ran towards the nearest burning livestock, forming large circles. They danced a simple dance together to the melody of trumpets and drums, and sang loudly songs praising the goddess and hoping for a good harvest.

Burning straw livestock in the summer to pray to the gods for a good harvest is a long-standing Celtic tradition, and no one knows its origins.

When the Nix tribe was preparing for the summer festival, the priests announced to the public: Goddess Danu is the mother of all things. She could not bear to see humans kill livestock as sacrifices to her, nor did she want her believers to sacrifice the livestock they had raised for many years and suffer losses. So she inspired humans to use straw livestock for sacrifices a long time ago. As long as the piety is sufficient, she will respond generously, which shows the love and greatness of Goddess Danu!
Previously, the exciting and exciting football finals made the Knicks people enjoy watching them, but they were just spectators after all. Now everyone has joined in, regardless of their status, gender, age or youth, holding hands, singing and dancing to their heart's content...

Not only in this football field, but also in Ophidilla, Snotia, Westney, Todlido, Silinus... there were the same lively scenes, and the entire Nix tribe became a sea of ​​joy on this day. The flames reflected the happy smiles of the tribesmen, dispelling their past fatigue and troubles, leaving only a beautiful vision of the future...

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At dusk that day, Chalcipompus was walking on the streets of the eastern part of Ophidalia.

Although the summer festival has ended, the aftermath of the celebration still lingers in the town. The air is filled with the aroma of cooking meat and frying fish. Every household is preparing a sumptuous and delicious dinner to comfort themselves for the excessive energy consumed in the festival during the day.

From time to time, one could see Nix tribe members gathering on the roadside, talking about the exciting rugby final that day, or even arguing over which player performed better in the game. But when Calsipoppas passed by them, they would give him a polite smile, even though they might not know him.

The wealthy and enthusiastic Nix people! ... Calsipanpas felt the comfort and friendliness shown by the people in the town, and recalled their vigilance and embarrassment when they first entered the mountains, and he couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion in his heart.

He arrived at the Ophidilla School, informed the gatekeeper of the person he was looking for, and after a while, Logimicius appeared before him.

My second son, who is almost twenty years old, has grown taller and stronger, and his temperament has become more refined. Compared with when he first came, he is like a completely different person. The only thing that remains the same is his lively eyes that reveal his unruly vitality.

Rogimicius was not surprised at all by the arrival of Chalsipompas. He said, "Father, are you here to take me to dinner? That's great! I heard that the newly brewed beer in the tribe's brewery is very delicious. I haven't tried it yet!"

Calsippus shook his head and said seriously: "My child, I can't take you into the embassy for dinner. If I take you to a restaurant in town, I don't have any banknotes. If you really want to drink beer, I can go to Maximus and ask him to help me--"

"I forgot that you, father, are not from the Nix and cannot buy alcohol." Rogimicius scratched his head and muttered, "Forget it, there's no need to make such a fuss over such a small matter. It seems that I can only ask Lord Pigris to get me a few cans of beer."

Calcipenpas was surprised: "Kid, when did you become so familiar with Pigris?!"

"I'm not familiar with him. It's just that the Ministry of Commerce commissioned my teacher to do something for them. But my teacher is focused on his own research and has no time to take care of other things, so he asked us students to help. Since last year, we have done a lot of things for the Ministry of Commerce. If we ask them for a few cans of beer, there is no way they will refuse."

Chalcidostom was curious, but he hesitated to speak.

Seeing this, Rogerimicius said sympathetically, "It's not a big deal. The main thing is that they provide the detailed information about farmland in various towns and the growth of wheat collected from the Ministry of Agriculture, so that we can calculate how much grain we may harvest after the autumn harvest based on these data. The Ministry of Commerce will guide them in collecting taxes based on the data we calculate.

Also, the Ministry of Commerce gave us the monthly trading data of various goods in the tribe’s markets. We need to calculate the circulation rate of banknotes based on this data and infer whether the tribe’s currency issuance is too high or insufficient…”

Seeing his father's bewildered expression, Rogimus quickly stopped talking and said briefly, "Anyway, they just asked us to do some calculations. It's not too difficult, just a little tedious. We put in a lot of effort, so it's reasonable to ask Lord Pigris for a few cans of beer as a reward."

Chalcympas didn't quite understand what his son said, but he could tell that he was not being unreasonable, so he stopped trying to dissuade him and instead asked with concern, "How are you doing here now?"

"Very good!" Rogerisius responded without hesitation: "My teacher is very knowledgeable, especially in arithmetic. I have learned a lot from him, and I can also apply what I have learned to practice...

I have a very good relationship with my classmates. We often discuss problems together and do things for the tribe together...

Also, Chief Maximus has always been very concerned about me. He asked Lord Pigris to vacate a house near the school for me to live in. He also asked Lord Kephisophon to give me an extra salary because I helped the Ministry of Commerce and sometimes taught arithmetic to the children who had just entered the school..."

"I'll be relieved if you live well here!"

Looking at his second son who was full of energy, Chalsipanpas was filled with emotion: he had sent Rogimicius to the Nix tribe as a liaison because he hoped that this mischievous boy could do something serious. However, he never expected that he would fall in love with arithmetic and be promoted to the advanced class of Nix School. He was also noticed by Metiades and became his personal disciple...

(End of this chapter)