As the snow melts in early spring, Bianzhu Town takes on a completely new look, and everyone living here is smiling with joy.

In addition to the exciting news of successfully fending off undead monsters in winter, there is another reason.

That is, the Lord announced that a Spring Festival Party will be held in the square, and everyone in the town can participate.

Although the name is called Spring Festival Party, in the eyes of the older generation, this is just a celebration that was held a long time ago!

Before the influence of Kazitu's curse was not so serious, as long as Border Guard Town could survive the crisis of winter, the lord would hold a celebration to welcome the arrival of spring.

Later, the border town gradually declined, and the lord no longer held it with great fanfare.

The tragedy that happened at the end of winter the year before last made the town feel lifeless everywhere.

The current lord plans to hold the celebration again, can you not be happy? More importantly, there will be free food distributed.

Before winter began, Owen purchased a large amount of food from outside that was enough to survive the winter.

Unexpectedly, a series of things happened later, which frightened some of the people in the border area to abandon Border Guard Town and take refuge in Dongsheng Fortress.

Therefore, the excess food of that part of the population is stored in the granary.

Instead of letting it moldy and rot in the granary, it is better to distribute the excess food to the people of your country in the name of the Spring Festival Party.

Clive was responsible for the preparations for the Spring Festival Party, which mainly included removing obstacles from the square, building a temporary high platform at the front, placing a taller firewood pile in the center of the venue, etc.

In addition, Owen also issued a new task, allowing the militia and lizard troops to plan performances together.

I didn't know what kind of performance they would put up. Irving just told me that there would be a show to add to the fun, and then let it go.

Anyway, Winster said that art comes from the people. Let them take their time to do it.

In order to deepen the friendship between humans and lizard people, Lusha is very active in planning performances.

The preparations took several days until the day of the Spring Festival Party arrived.

The remaining snow on the square has been cleared away, and the surrounding areas are decorated with fabrics dyed in bright colors. From a distance, it looks like a festive and peaceful scene.

That afternoon, the square was crowded with people except for the firewood pile in the middle. Among the large number of humans, there was a group of lizardmen crowded in front of the high platform on the left side.

Since the Shensha Tribe pledged its allegiance to Owen, their residential area has gradually opened up to the outside world, trying to communicate with humans.

At first, the two sides still went their own ways and had no contact. However, with the unremitting efforts of Lusha and Irving, the two sides finally established basic mutual trust.

Mainly because the lizardmen are the original inhabitants of the Mysterious Forest, not a demi-human race driven there by humans.

In addition, the army of the Kingdom of Morning Light was attacked by the Black Dragon King and suffered heavy losses. The king has almost given up on the development of the Mysterious Forest.

As a result, although there are grudges between humans and demi-humans, there is no deep hatred. At most, they just have no contact with each other and do not trust each other.

At the edge of the high platform, Owen glanced around the crowd and couldn't help but sigh to himself, there were so many people here, even a row of people sitting on the nearby roof looked over.

This town square is still too small, and it seems that it will be necessary for Vilu to expand it in the future.

"My Lord Marquis, everyone is looking forward to your appearance. Go up and give a speech." Clive came over and reminded.

"Um."

Owen nodded and slowly walked up to the platform.

Seeing the Lord Lord appear, everyone immediately became quiet and raised their heads to focus on Owen.

"Hmm."

After clearing his throat, Owen used his magic power and said, "Good afternoon, my subjects. I am the lord of Border Guard Town, Marquis Owen Eisen."

As soon as he finished speaking, the people below couldn't help but burst into enthusiastic cheers.

"Lord Lord!"

"The lord is our savior!"

"Thank you Lord Lord!"

Everyone thanked the Lord from the bottom of their hearts.

Without him, Owen can lead everyone to successfully resist the undead monsters and protect the border town and their loved ones under difficult circumstances.

A large amount of food and scorching magic stones were also provided, and no one died of hunger or freezing to death throughout the winter.

Even though everyone knew that the Templars came to support on the way, they were still grateful to the Lord.

If the Lord hadn't led various troops to defend the northern city wall, the Templars stationed at Dongsheng Fortress might not have come to check on the situation.

Hearing these cheers, Owen felt the people's trust in him, and his heart was filled with a sense of accomplishment and satisfaction. It was all worth it.

When the cheers gradually subsided, Owen raised his hand to signal everyone to quiet down.

"I am very happy that everyone can gather here. Winter has passed. Thanks to the heroic fighting of all troops, the undead monsters failed to break through the city wall defenses. We defeated the terrible enemies from the north at a very small cost."

"Facts have proved that whether it is humans or lizardmen, as long as we unite as one and fight together, there is no enemy that cannot be defeated. Doesn't Dongsheng Fortress want us to evacuate? We can use this victory to tell them that it is not necessary at all!

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At this point, people's emotions became high again.

"Your Lordship is right!"

"Our homeland is protected by ourselves!"

"Thanks to the lord for leading us!"

After everyone calmed down a little, Owen quickly finished his last words.

"In order to commemorate this glorious victory, I hereby announce that from now on, a Spring Festival Party will be held on the first day of every spring. The Spring Festival Party, as the name suggests, is a celebration to bid farewell to winter and celebrate the arrival of spring. My leader

Citizens, enjoy this long-lost celebration! Someone, bring over the food!"

The first thing the militiamen pulled out was mouth-watering meat, including sliced ​​pork, mutton, beef and a large tank of fish.

These meats were marinated in advance by the castle's chefs, and then grilled by several militiamen and lizardmen who claimed to be good at cooking.

In addition to meat, food such as bread and ale will be distributed later.

On the temporary barbecue platform, all kinds of meat were grilled to a sizzling sound, with oil coming out from the skin, and an alluring aroma could be smelled from a distance.

Fortunately, there were militiamen maintaining order, otherwise this large group of people would have crowded in and looted, and they would have wiped out all the meat in just a few strokes.

We couldn't keep everyone waiting during the barbecue. The militia, the lizardmen, and some groups from the towns that spontaneously signed up to perform for the fun, appeared on the high platform one after another to perform.

In addition to the common singing and dancing, there is also a group of militiamen performing spear-playing on a high platform, and two militiamen with good eloquence telling stories about fighting against undead monsters in winter, with some jokes interspersed in between, which annoys the audience.

There was a burst of laughter from time to time.

Isn't this just a cross talk?! Even Winston was surprised and praised Owen's militiamen for their talent.

As expected, art is often born among the people.
Chapter completed!