Chapter 145 Sacrifice to the Saint and the Forbidden Place
"It still lacks some feeling. The hem of the skirt is not very good yet. What do you think, Dermot?"
"Lecia is the kind of girl who is more heroic and bright. Naturally, your girlish dress is not suitable."
"But this is how the sacrificial saint is dressed, but she still looks good this way. She is worthy of being a girl in our family."
Lecia stood in the middle wearing an exquisite white dress. Her long red hair was slightly curled back, with a few strands falling down on both sides of her forehead. She wore a braided headband made of wheat ears, thorns, purple flowers, and osmanthus leaves.
wreath.
"The neck, wrists, and ankles all need some accessories, so you have to choose them before you can use them."
Natalia and Dermot were examining and caressing their necks and wrists. They couldn't put it down because of the softness on them. Lecia could only wait for the two guardians to speak.
"That's it. The election will start in a few days, and then it will take about a month to draw the portrait. I believe you can do it."
"I almost forgot about that grand ceremony. I really want to go there quickly. Let the day come soon."
"Me too, I will see the new Lecia when the time comes."
"I also made a few other styles of skirts, and I just wanted Lecia to try them on."
The person in the middle sighed and continued to be a model.
The next morning, Lecia was still pulled up from the bed by Natalia, her eyes were hazy.
I seemed to have had a very lively dream last night, but I couldn’t remember it. In a trance, I even heard myself calling my sister. Was Natalia also in the dream?
After getting dressed up, I quickly went downstairs to have breakfast. Dermot was already there.
"If we are no longer here one day, you will starve to death sooner or later."
"Then let's wait until that day to talk about it." Lecia said nonchalantly. How could everyone be away, and there is nothing dangerous.
"I will go to class."
"Remember to come back early to try on clothes. The day after tomorrow you will have to choose a sacrificial saint. Don't go fooling around somewhere again."
Lecia ignored the instructions from behind and quickly walked towards the classroom building.
You can obviously sleep a little longer, but you insist on pulling yourself up. You are worthy of being a housekeeper.
In the front yard, Edmond was weaving his sail on the haystacks, and on the left front, people far away from the road were piled up with dark purple soil.
She searched her memory and found no memory of it.
The smell of decay, decay, and stinking permeated the place, and men in cloaks and hoods were cleaning and digging with shovels. I had seen horse-drawn carriages pulling thorns carrying sacks there.
Is this making fertilizer? Lecia was full of doubts. It couldn't be done in the village, it should be in the forest.
There were several rows of lemon trees planted along the road outside the steeple building, but the fruits on them were wrinkled. Lecia opened the door and went in. She found that no one had arrived yet, so she planned to go to her office to rest for a while.
When she came to the door, she heard breathing from the other side of the door. There was a voice that seemed a little childish and sounded like Awosika's. Could what Betty said be true?
The village chief, Little, already has a wife. How can he do this? Awosika is still so young.
She easily opened the door and walked over. There were two gasps, both from female voices.
Not caring much, he pushed open the closed door and saw a somewhat shocking scene.
Little was not inside, but his wife Yulia and Avosika were holding each other on the simple lounge chair where they were resting temporarily.
They looked at Lecia with her mouth open with tender, maternal eyes, "Teacher Lecia, it's not polite to peek into other people's privacy. Or do you want to be a mother too?"
Yulia's voice was as gentle as the breeze, arousing the inner longing for the return of motherhood.
Lecia unconsciously took half a step forward, then woke up and stopped.
Women also have relationships with women, which she won't be able to accept for a while.
"Excuse me, Awosika, just remember to come to class on time."
After saying that, she pushed out, closed the door, and ignored the sounds inside. She felt an indescribable feeling of disharmony in her heart.
It seems that no one else cares, but I care very much.
Two days passed like this, and Lecia did not encounter that kind of strange thing again, but Awosika looked at her with motherly eyes every time, and that beautiful light made her remember it deeply.
Betty would sit there with a handful of thorn flowers every day, looking at herself with a sinister smile, while tearing the flowers into powder.
He didn't look for me after class, but followed me silently, smiling sinisterly from time to time, like a strange shadow.
The painting brother and sister only care about their paintings, and the old-fashioned brother is just like a machine. Schiele and Germaine perform, one performs music, and the other performs dance and boxing. These are what make her worry the most.
Those sloppy children still came to class covered in mud every day. They probably bullied the old man a lot, and turned a deaf ear to his words every time.
"Remember today's homework and give it to me tomorrow morning. You don't have to do it in the afternoon."
The only thing that made Lecia feel a little relieved was that their homework was handed in on time, but it was a little ugly and scrawled.
In the afternoon, there is an election to worship the saint. Then the whole village goes to vote in the square of the forbidden place.
"Teacher Lecia, we will vote for you."
"Yes, you are so beautiful, like a ball of fire."
"I'll let everyone who sees it choose you."
The sloppy children skipped away after talking to the painting brothers and sisters. Some old-fashioned brothers expressed their support for their beloved teacher.
The rosy-faced Awosika came to confirm her intention with Lesia with her belly in hand. Her watery eyes, plump face, and maternal nature seemed to bring Lesia back to the scene of that day.
"Thank you."
Lecia restrained herself, she must not do this, they are them, and she is herself.
After watching Awosika pull her sister away, the only two people here were the uncertain duo of Betty and Schilegerman.
Lecia also had a headache with Betty. She didn't want to mess with this unpredictable little girl, but her unexpected behavior made her very uncomfortable. Fortunately, Schilegermann was there.
"Teacher Lecia, I also support you in becoming a sacrificial saint. Why don't you come to comfort me these days?"
Betty rubbed her green hair on her chest with both hands, and walked over shyly with her head lowered.
Schiller and Germaine, who were waiting aside, watched her performance in boredom.
"Betty, if some of my actions have hurt you, I will apologize first. When inviting others, you must obtain their consent, not force, do you understand?"
Lecia thought for a while and continued to teach Betty seriously. The sad and pitiful look in her eyes made her feel uncomfortable all over. She looked like a yandere.
"I understand, Teacher Lecia, I won't force you." Betty hugged the arm again, returning to her shy look.
"Let's go home to eat and rest first. We will meet at the village square in the afternoon."
"I want to show everyone my strength and become the strongest person in the afternoon."
"I'll give you the accompaniment sound."
Lecia locked the door and walked out of the courtyard with the three students.
After seeing Betty enter the door of her home, Lecia and Schilegerman said goodbye and went home, agreeing to meet again in the afternoon.
The square in front of the Forbidden Land? Lecia looked at the open space behind the steeple building.
Why don't I remember such a place? I'll see if I can recall it when the time comes.
On the road, the old man with white hair and rickets came out again. Lecia went over to ask about her previous doubts, but she happened to not meet him in the past two days.
"Do you know the way back?"
The old man raised his head and asked Lecia, his cloudy eyes looking forward to it.
"Why did you run out again? Go back quickly. When the children come to beat you, it will be our fault again."
A middle-aged man with a red face and neck pulled the carriage over, lifted the old man up, and prepared to leave.
"She hasn't finished speaking yet?" Lecia wanted to get more time.
"Lecia, right? Go home and eat quickly."
"Who are you? Why don't I recognize you?"
"I am Jason, Germaine's brother. Lecia has flaming red hair. You are the only one in the whole village. No one knows you."
After he finished speaking, he drove away in the carriage. The strange thing was that the horse pulling the carriage was a strong animal with a round head and elephant legs.
Could it be that they caught it from hunting again? These people were too rude. They all talked to themselves like adults talking to children. Depressed Lecia rubbed her hair and went home.
"Lecia, what do you think of me?"
Natalia had braided blond hair, wore a white off-the-shoulder dress, and wore a garland of thorny wheat ears and purple flowers on her head. The moment her blond hair spread out and floated, she looked like an elf.
"You are so good-looking, why don't you go? You are obviously much more suitable than me."
"I've already been there. You were still studying outside at that time. Have you forgotten?"
"When? Why don't I remember it?"
Lecia leaned against the bookshelf with her hands in front of her belly. She had no memory of this matter at all.
"Last year, I completed the sacrifices to all things in the starry sky and the imprisonment of evil."
"Really? Where is the Forbidden Land? What evil is there?"
Lecia asked her question, why did she have no impression last year? Was she reading stupidly?
"You will know when you go there in the afternoon. It is an evil that prevents us from maintaining free belief and isolates us from communication with all things."
"Come for lunch, how long do you plan to be so sexy?"
Lecia had no choice but to suppress the doubts in her heart and go to eat first, since she would be able to see it in the afternoon anyway.
"It doesn't matter if you can't choose, it doesn't matter anyway, Natalia, don't put too much pressure on her." Dermot finished the food on the plate and gave Lecia some psychological precautions in advance.
Natalia smiled, didn't say anything, just encouraged the people around her with her eyes.
"By the way, Dermot, where is your home? The home where you grew up."
Lecia asked this question subconsciously, as if she didn't even understand the geography next to Yansir. Natalia turned her head, her smile froze in the shadows.
Dermot thought for a while: "My family seems to be in Bei... Bei...
"Your home is in Beit Town near here. I haven't been back for so long. Have you forgotten all about it?" Natalia raised her head to catch up to her words, looking like she was lamenting her bad memory.
"It seems like I haven't been back for a long time. I wonder how my parents are doing." Dermot raised his forehead. Could it be that he is really old? His memory is not very good either.
"You can go back and take a look when you have time. After all, there is nothing to do here." After finishing speaking, Lecia continued to eat her lunch.
After finishing the meal and cleaning up, Lecia continued to lie in Dermot's arms and rest. Natalia, who was sitting next to her, pulled her but did not pull her up.
"Why do you come to my place to lie down? Am I so bad?"
"I'm used to it, why don't you just lie here with me."
When the sun was no longer strong in the afternoon, Lecia, who had put on a complicated white dress, followed Dermot and Natalia along the road around the steeple building to a large piece of flat grass behind.
Her red hair was braided into a few small braids and was naturally gathered behind her head. She was wearing a garland of thorny wheat ears and purple flowers, and her bare feet were wearing strappy sandals.
There was already a large group of people surrounding the open space in front of her. The children she was teaching immediately gathered around her when they saw her, but Betty, who had dark green hair, was the most affectionate, followed by Schiller on the other side.
There were also four or five beautifully dressed people in the crowd, and there was a beautiful woman with dark green hair who had been looking at her. She wore a complicated green skirt and a few decorative thorns.
‘Is she Betty’s sister?’ She was a little confused.
There was also a dark-haired woman about the same age as her with a swollen belly waiting there. Her wheat-yellow skirt and full motherly eyes gave her the feeling of looking at Avoska and Yulia.
Can pregnant women also become pregnant? Lecia was just confused. Since she was already there, she had no objection.
The last thing that impressed her was the woman wearing a classic palace dress. She looked serious and symmetrical, with a cold face, like an ice beauty.
The remaining ones were either too thick, or too ordinary and purple-black, and they all had a bad image. She thought it should be one of these three people.
"Children, let Lecia pass. We will celebrate later."
Natalia separated the children surrounding her, pulled out Lecia inside, and led her forward with Dermot on the left and right.
Feeling something, Lecia looked at the open space behind the field. It was surrounded by trees in a C shape, and the empty space was on the side she was looking at.
There is a bulging haystack in the middle, entangled with thorns, weeds, flowers, and a layer of purple-black mud underneath, like fertilizer. There are some subtle differences when you look at it from another angle.
She noticed the top of a delicate round handle protruding from it, which looked like dark red. It had a magical power, and Lecia, who was watching, couldn't help but want to check it out and hold it in her hand.
"ah--"
Lecia, who was not paying attention here, was almost pushed, but luckily Natalia and Dermot supported her. A somewhat angry voice sounded next.
"North, if you continue to disobey the rules, we will throw you away and suppress you with the evil."
