Demon Hunter: School of the Wolf.

Chapter 273 May Day King

Arryn had never seen so many people in Elland.

To be precise, he had never seen so many people gathered together since he came to this world.

From the moment we walked out of Vera's courtyard and reached the entrance of the temple, more and more people began to gather.

The entrance to the secluded temple was filled with carriages. Priests in simple clothes were sweating as they arranged for the women who came to worship Meliteli and pray for blessings in the new cycle of natural rebirth to enter the temple in an orderly manner.

Arlin had originally planned to invite Lisa to join him, but after seeing her anxious look at the door, he tactfully did not disturb her and quietly left.

And this was just in the remote Temple of Meritelli, where few men visited.

After walking along the blessed mountain road and passing a few ancient oak trees that are sturdy and somewhat amazing...

The noisy voices mixed with the steaming hot air suddenly surged over.

The vendors were yelling, the children were crying, the tourists were praising loudly, and the guards who were maintaining order were shouting...

Before seeing the bustling street scene, the witcher had to control his keen hearing and dull it.

When I turned the corner, I hadn’t yet stepped out of the temple area sign.

Mary, who had been eagerly pulling Ailin to walk faster, suddenly stopped.

She turned her head suddenly, blinking her sparkling eyes, as if she wanted to share some treasure, and pointed her index finger at her side:

"Alin...Alin..."

I was so excited that I couldn't even finish a sentence.

Is it necessary to be so excited... The demon hunter felt a little amused.

However, after he took another step and turned the corner, he stopped involuntarily for an instant.

I stared at the scene in front of me in a daze, unable to speak.

flower.

There are colorful flowers blooming everywhere.

Streetside, window sills, rooftops, city walls...

There are not only flower pots on the buildings of residents and shops, but also many flower columns decorated with flowers, ribbons and colorful streamers standing on both sides of the street.

Among the tourists coming and going, many girls have flowers on their heads or wear carefully woven wreaths.

With the flow of people surging, the whole of Ireland is like an ancient flower boat wandering in a sea of ​​flowers.

"So beautiful! Alin!"

Mary cried out excitedly, swinging Arlene's hand and pointing this way and that.

It is indeed beautiful...

Sniffing the floral scent, Ailin had to admit it.

The strong festive atmosphere instantly relieved much of his fatigue from making potions for days.

but.

After a burst of excitement, looking at the crowds of people, Ailin and Mary looked at each other, not knowing where to go next.

Since arriving in Ireland, they had never been around this city and didn't know the way around.

Just when the two of them were at a loss...

"Master Ailin!"

The witcher looked in the direction of the sound.

A guard wearing neat silver armor was jogging towards him, waving.

Ailin watched the guard take off his armor, revealing a young face that looked familiar, but not recognizable.

"you are?"

Xinke took a breath and carefully glanced at the beautiful fair face of the sorceress. He noticed with some envy that the two of them were holding hands tightly.

"I'm Sink Vincent of the Duke of Mason's Royal Guard. I followed the Duke to arrange the ceremony. You can just call me Sink."

"I see you guys have been here all the time. Have you never been here before... um... not familiar with Elland..."

"We haven't been around this city much, so..." Ailin glanced at Mary, "Is there any lively place in Elland today that is suitable for us?"

"Hahaha," Sink smiled cheerfully, showing his white teeth. "Today, there is no place in Ireland that is not bustling. However, the most suitable place for you at this moment is definitely the Ireland Market Square."

"There are not only bards, musicians and clowns from all over the world..."

"There are also various snacks and candies, especially the donuts from 'Dwarf Mama', which are soft, sweet, and filled with sour plum jam..."

"Gulu~"

Someone's stomach growled at this moment.

In a noisy environment, ordinary people may not be able to hear the sound of intestines.

But Ailin was a master demon hunter after all, and even though his hearing was deliberately weakened, he could still hear it clearly.

Mary obviously knew this too.

After patting Ailin's arm hard, he suddenly blushed and lowered his head.

The young Sinke was stunned by the lovely look.

"How do we get there?" Ailin asked.

Sink came back to his senses immediately. He was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to look at Mary and Ailin again. He quickly pointed to the place where the sunset was setting.

"Go straight along this road. There is a very large square with a statue of the goddess Meliteli in the middle. That's it..."

"If you still can't find it, or if you encounter any problems at night, you can find the guards on the street..."

Sink paused:
"Just tell me your name."

Ailin was stunned.

Is my name so prestigious?
Every soldier on patrol knows me?

"Papa~"

Sink seemed to see what the demon hunter was thinking, and smiled as he patted the long sword at his waist:

"The swords guarding Elland tonight are the color of the sea."

The demon hunter was silent for two seconds.

"Thank you," he said.

Xinke smiled, then hesitated for a second before asking:
"Is Elland going to be okay?"

"Well, everything will be fine." Listening to the laughter in the crowd, the witcher nodded seriously.

……

The Elland Market Square is not far from the junction of the temple and the city area.

However, due to the crowded situation, it still took them a while to reach this noisy, joyful and crowded place.

“Crackle~Crackle~”

Although it was not completely dark yet, many torches had already been lit around the statue of the goddess Meliteli in the market square.

A large bonfire, two men high, was fenced off not far behind the icon.

Further back, at the edge of the square, was another stage built from birch trunks overlooking a huge bonfire.

But that stage is still empty now.

In the slightly hot temperature, many bards in brightly colored clothes surrounded the statue of the goddess and played the lute.

It seemed as if he was trying to light that bonfire with the enthusiasm and joy of the entire Ireland.

And in such a busy place, there is naturally no shortage of vendors selling goods.

This is not.

Ailin held Mary's hand and came to the square. Before he could catch his breath...

An old lady, who was not young but looked quite strong, squeezed in carrying a basket.

"My handsome young man," the old woman opened the basket she was carrying, which was filled with flowers of various colors. "On such a beautiful day like May Day, how can you not give your partner flowers..."

Say it.

Before Ailin could reply, the old woman glanced at Mary and praised her:

"Such a beautiful girl deserves any gorgeous flower."

When Mary heard the compliment, her cheeks, which were already a little red from running, became even redder.

She glanced furtively at the witcher.

Maybe it was because of the heat from the campfire, but Erin, who was holding Mary's soft little hand, felt his blood running hot.

He glanced around.

All the girls had flowers in their hair except his.

How can that work?

He immediately took out a handful of change from his purse and handed it to the old woman with wrinkles on her face while smiling.

"This one is enough." The old woman picked up an oren from Ailin's hand and carefully put it in her arms.

This price would definitely be expensive at normal times, but it is just right for May Day.

Who made them unprepared?

But the rich man Ailin doesn't care.

After putting the money away, the old woman smiled and picked out a red rose from the basket. The thorns on the rose had been carefully removed.

After motioning Mary to lower her head, the old hands fiddled with it a few times quickly and skillfully.

The rose was worn on Mary's right temple, which set off her snow-white skin and added a beauty that did not belong to her age.

"Does it look good?" Mary stroked it carefully with her right hand and tilted her head to look at Ailin expectantly.

"It looks good." Ailin nodded truthfully.

Mary chuckled a few times and her face became even redder.

At this time.

Another light pink carnation appeared in front of her.

"This is?"

"This is for you." The old woman smiled kindly and blessed:

"May the goddess bless you to find a good match and live in health and happiness."

Just say it.

The old woman used agility that was not suitable for her age, went against the crowd and walked to the next target.

A good match?
Mary muttered quietly, feeling her face getting hot as if it was about to burn.

"Gulu~"

Someone's stomach started protesting again.

"Let's go, let's go find the donuts from 'Dwarf Mom' that Sink mentioned..." Ailin smiled.

He took Mary's hand and began to search.

The pace is quick.

Dinner wasn't even served yet, and Mary wasn't the only one whose stomach was protesting.

It's just that someone is using the witcher's control to suppress it.

……

Time passed, and in the midst of the lively carnival, it soon became dark.

Gradually, many people began to leave the Elland Market Square.

Merchants, clowns, bards, musicians...

of course.

Those who leave most are men and women who have already started a family.

May Day is a carnival for young people.

When it gets dark, it’s time to let go of everyday shame and allow the ancient natural cycle to take its course, igniting desire and vitality.

After eating and drinking, and shopping everywhere, Mary was decorated with all kinds of weird, beautiful, and novel jewelry, making her more conspicuous than a Maypole...

The witcher had spent every last penny in his purse.

Then he sat in the square with Mary, who was a little tired from playing.

They looked behind the unlit bonfire and watched as several bards and musicians slowly walked onto the stage.

"May Day!"

Someone started calling out from the audience.

"May Day!"

As the passionate music sounded, the men and women in the square called out louder.

Mary seemed to be affected by the increasingly heated atmosphere. She became interested again and started shouting loudly.

At this time.

A young man and woman wearing garlands and brightly colored clothes walked up from the back of the stage.

Listen to the exclamations of people around.

Arryn and Mary learn that they were the May Day King and Queen the previous year.

They will select the May Day King and Queen for the year amid the cheers of the crowd.

This is a special custom of May Day in the northern continent.

The May King symbolizes vitality and strength, and the May Queen symbolizes fertility and spring.

They will lead the young people participating in the May Festival to worship and please the goddess of spring and flowers with dance and revelry.

In Ellander, that goddess is, of course, Melitele.

As for how to choose...

The blond May Day King and Queen linked their fingers, took the torch from the bard who had stopped playing, and threw it towards the huge bonfire.

"Wow~"

The blazing flames shot straight into the sky, as if trying to light up the sky again.

As the heat rose, the music started playing again.

And this time, both the lyrics and the melody are more passionate and unrestrained than before.

The atmosphere in the entire market square was completely ignited.

"May Day!"

Men and women stood up with strange cries, looking for suitable partners nearby and pulling them to the front of the stage.

Follow the wild and passionate dance steps of the former May Day King and Queen on the stage and dance with abandon.

From time to time, you can hear men and women screaming when their feet are stepped on or when they bump into each other.

But no one cares about this.

It doesn’t matter whether the dance steps are correct or not!
It doesn’t matter whether you keep up with the pace or not!

The greatest meaning is to revel wildly, burn the uncontrollable restlessness in your blood vessels, and let your life burst out.

Only in this way can you be chosen as the King and Queen of May Day!
Ailin's body was also a little hot, but he didn't intend to join in.

After all, he really can't dance.

Seeing someone dancing awkwardly would make his scalp tingle.

But the next moment.

The demon hunter felt his hand suddenly being grasped and held up.

"May Day!"

Mary was rarely bold enough to yell in Erin's ear, and the hazy citrus scent made the witcher with an extraordinary physique feel a little dizzy.

He didn't know why either.

Looking at the girl's flushed cheeks and her somewhat blurry blue eyes, the same color as his, he couldn't help but stand up.

In a trance, he was pulled into the carnival team by people who were far less powerful than him.

She danced around him, her robe and the flowers in her hair swaying in the wind.

He never knew she could dance so well, like a butterfly fluttering among flowers.

Elegant and light.

Listening to the clear laughter like silver bells, he could only control his muscles and concentrate on the girl's dance steps, turning his body nimbly to avoid other people who were dancing.

The Demon Hunter Master's strong physical fitness was fully demonstrated at this moment.

He, a man who had never danced before, was able to not only keep up with the girl's rhythm.

Even gradually, it seemed as if I had merged with her...

You can dance freely to the rhythm without forcibly controlling your body or paying attention to your surroundings.

He began to forget himself.

At first, it seemed that there was only the gentle eyes of Margarita Laux Antille in his eyes.

until……

It was as if the whole city began to cry out:
"Mayday King!" "Mayday Queen!"

There was a commotion around them.

It was as if someone had put a crown on him and someone had put a wreath on her.

Everyone gathered around him and started to parade, walked through the rain of flower petals, and began to revel in the cheers of the crowd, heading towards a direction where there was light all the way.

this moment.

He even forgot the purpose of attending this carnival.

He only saw the girl laughing "hehe", her eyes full of bright fire, and a figure with blue cat eyes.

She hugged his shoulders tightly.

The air is filled with the scent of citrus.

He forgot everything in the intoxicating fragrance.

until a certain moment.

Countless shooting stars streak across the night sky.

(End of this chapter)