The Legend of the Devil
Ch. 143 - Festival of the Goddess of the Wind
"I used to spend a lot of time here practicing, day after night, night after day, and so on." Xue Zhan told him by looking at the Sacred Sword Statue, a white mist covered the part of the hero's head that stood firmly full of courage. He had thought of becoming such a figure as the statue.
But that was before the problems approached and forced him to turn to a more serious situation. They continued their journey down the hill, occasionally encountering small foxes living in the forest. Fenghuang stopped stepping for a moment making Xiang Yi Bai and Xue Zhan hold back a step.
The girl crouched down. He opened the bushes to find the fox cub caught in a human trap. Fenghuang immediately removed the rope that bound the body of the innocent animal while saying, "I wonder what if the trap maker is tied like this. There is no heart."
"Hm? Fenghuang turned out to be hearty as well." Xiang Yi Bai only spoke small, but the girl was able to hear and was furious.
"Humans certainly don't know what it's like to be a hunted animal! You were tied up all night, holding back hunger and fear. Then killed for their own gain, most safely traded." He folded his hands in front of his chest. Xue Zhan cut the conversation.
"Already, already. We better get going. There are some troublesome demons that come out at times like this."
Fenghuang.
The journey to the city turned out to be faster than Xiang Yi Bai thought, Xue Zhan knew the ins and outs of the Diqiu Empire's city center so well that they could pass through the unattended shortcut. When they first came down to the city, they could see first there was a crowd on every street. The number of good immigrants is travelers, officials, ordinary people and also sellers of fruit hands.
Xiang Yi Bai stopped walking.
He watched around for a very long time, as if drowning in a boisterous crowd. His eyes continued to look in all directions with an extremely rare expression Xue Zhan saw. Between awkwardness and amazement. He had not seen this many people for a long time and there were some changes that made him compare the situation of the Diqiu Empire now to that of 20 years ago.
A lot had changed, but Xiang Yi Bai remained unchanged.
Xue Zhan watched the look on his teacher's face with a smile, it seemed that Xiang Yi Bai also liked this place to look from the hue of his much brighter face.
The attention of the three was split for a moment as the sprinkling of flower petals fell along the way, the girls on the second floor facing directly towards the street spilling baskets filled with rose petals. A fragrant smell rippled along the city road, then a horse-drawn carriage drove across the street.
The people rejoiced to welcome the arrival of the Emperor from the Feng Empire and the hundreds of guests from the Feng Empire, that day was the celebration of the Birth of the Wind Goddess that had existed for hundreds of years. But this year was special because Emperor Li came alone to Diqiu Empire to give the 'Wind Goddess Award' to Diqiu Empire.
The festival itself was originally only held in Feng Empire, but in the past when the war was raging there were some people of Feng Empire who settled in Diqiu Empire. In this festival it is said that the Goddess of the Wind will come down and provide salvation in the form of a gift for the territory she visited. The Wind Goddess herself was known as the extremely cruel but also kind Protective Goddess.
The decoration in the city was so crowded, Xiang Yi Bai looked at the figure sitting inside the horse carriage despite only seeing it through his small window. Emperor Li suddenly turned his head towards them, so quickly like a shocked person. Yet the carriage passed so much that he lost those two plus there were so many Diqiu Empire folk standing by the road to welcome his arrival.
"Wind Goddess' Birth Festival, huh?" xiang Yi Bai said after the carriage passed by.
"Teacher know?"
"Emperor Feng's Empire hasn't even changed, it still remains the same. Of course I know because Emperor Li once came to the Kingdom of Phoenix to grant grace."
Fenghuang stared at the horse carriage without blinking, she did not say anything. Until then there was a crowd not far from where they were standing.
"Wanna take a look?" Xue Zhan invited the two, Fenghuang and Xiang Yi Bai were very stiff when in the crowd and almost made him laugh. Xue Zhan paused him, afraid that later if he ridiculed him they both went straight home to the Gorge of Regret.
A stage sprinkled with motley flower petals was filled by five pink-clothed girls, the fan in their hands moving gently with a dance that hypnotized the audience. All three were involved in the show.
Suddenly a bouncing soldier smashed the table on the side of the road, Xiang Yi Bai turned his head quickly and realized an intruder had come and attacked an important guest from the Feng Empire.
That guest named Fan Yuan, one of the five Justice Enforcers of the Feng Empire, he was a high-ranking official who was devoted to attending to begin the course of the Wind Goddess award ceremony.
In an instant the road became boisterous, the people ran away from the danger. While the fight happened so quickly, sixteen warriors with all-black face coverings and clothes killed the bodyguards and the horses of the entourage. Fan Yuan was terrified inside the horse carriage, one by one his guards were killed on the spot.
Xiang Yi Bai narrowed his eyes.
"Exercisers are trained, the way they kill is very neat." The small incision on the soldier's neck killed them in quick time without much blood. Xue Zhan noticed a swordsman spinning by the roadside while shaking his sword. The movement was so deadly, he started killing indiscriminately.
The screams of the girls made the atmosphere even more noisy, one soldier was thrown against the wall. Then the enemy thrust his sword through the wood.
The sixteen people surrounded Fan Yuan's horse carriage, one of them shouting loudly.
"Don't you dare call for reinforcements if you don't want this guy dead!" serious threat. His men forcefully took out Fan Yuan from the horse carriage. The man could not fight, he was just an ordinary official without any martial skills. Just a thin scratch on the neck alone could make him instantly die.
"Retreat! Back off! Back off!" shouting the swordsman, the male bodyguard of the horse carriage Fan Yuan retreated while shivering violently, only sixteen of them could take down dozens of soldiers very quickly. Fan Yuan will be taken by the person.