The girl with white hair and red eyes is serious about revenge

......

"Did you have fun today?"

Amid the crowd at the Celebration Night Market, Grissom walked holding Mei Xinghui's hand with a youthful smile on her face.

"Well..." Mei lowered her head, her fair and quiet cheeks flushed, "It's just... a little tired..."

"Then... let's go back to the hotel! Hahaha!"

Gleason looked away and smiled awkwardly, not really knowing what he was laughing at.

At this moment, he glanced and saw an abrupt figure at a roadside stall:

The man was wearing a black suit and a top hat, looking like a gentleman.

Even though he could only see his back, Gleason felt that his every move was extremely elegant, and he didn't look like a resident of Donglin Island at all.

"Give me a bunch of that," the gentleman pointed at the food on the stall, his voice cheerful, "Ah... yes, that's it, squid tentacles..."

"..."

Grissom didn't look at it any further. After all, the Canghai Festival in Dila was a big festival, and it was not strange to see foreigners coming to Donglin Island.

What concerned him more was that there was a gold coin between the gentleman's fingers, which kept turning over and over.

......

6) Sea Festival (Part 9)

Tianlao - Yingqishan - Donglin Island

"..."

Furukawa Wataru walked silently through the long dark corridor and came to a stone door under the escort of the guards.

"Open the door." Furukawa Wataru's voice was low and hoarse.

After receiving the order, the two guards pushed open the heavy stone door, one on the left and one on the right, with great difficulty. When the stone door was opened, the birdcage-like cell appeared in front of Guchuandu.

Tianlao, a death cell built on the cliffs of Mount Sakura, uses narrow cages similar to bird cages to keep prisoners. Hundreds of bird cages are hung above the abyss, swaying in the wind.

As long as they try to escape, they will fall into the abyss and be shattered.

"..."

Furukawa Wataru walked into the cell and saw the figure hanging in the cage at a glance - he had a handsome face, but his upper body was naked, and his muscular body was covered with scars.

[Golden Beautiful Man] Kazuhiro Kitagawa, the captain under the [King of the Islands].

“Cough..cough cough…”

Hearing the sound, Kitagawa Kazuhiro opened his eyes and saw Furukawa Wataru, forcing a smile onto his dirty handsome face:

"Ha... How about it, is it time? Are you going to take me to see the fake king?"

Furukawa Wataru didn't say anything. He just glanced and signaled. Two guards lowered his birdcage and fixed its chassis to the cliff with a long hook.

Then, Furukawa Wataru stepped forward personally, opened the birdcage, grabbed the chain around Kitagawa Kazuhiro's neck, and pulled him out.

"Do you miss the atmosphere of the festival?" Furukawa Wataru's voice was low and hoarse, "You will be the focus of everyone."

"That suits me just fine," Kitagawa said, his smile never changing. "You know, I always enjoy the attention."

Hearing this, Furukawa Wataru moved his face closer to Kitagawa Kazuhiro's ear and whispered in a hoarse voice:

"Tell me the secret of the Lord of the Isles, and you will die with more dignity."

"I have thrown my dignity away long ago," Kitagawa Kazuhiro turned around and smiled at Furukawa Wataru, "Long live the King of the Islands, long live the orthodox Oira."

Facing the mask-like smiling face, Furukawa Wataru's stern face was silent for a while, and his algae green eyes were turbid.

"..."

In the end, he didn't say anything else, just pulled the chain and led Kazuhiro Kitagawa out of the prison.

Behind them, countless prisoners hanging in bird cages were living a life worse than death, curled up like dead bones.

......

The rising sun hangs high above the sea, illuminating the outline of Donglin Island.

Today is the climax of the celebration - the Cang Huang Award. On this day, the Cang Huang of Dila will come from the palace to the ancient city, personally travel around the world and have fun with the people.

Early in the morning, all kinds of shouts could be heard on the streets of the ancient city. Various decorations with the characteristics of the Dila ethnic group were hung all over the streets, decorating the alleys, outlining people's figures, and welcoming the peak of the celebration.

“There are so many people…”

In the crowd, Perlis and Aoi walked together and rushed to the central square of the ancient city of Dila early. According to Aoi, that was where the [Cang Huang] would be in person. If you didn't go early, you might not be able to grab a relatively front viewing point.

"After all, everyone likes to watch the 'sacrifice of sinners' segment," Aoi smiled gently, "In Dila, all those who are guilty of unforgivable crimes will not be sentenced to death immediately, but will be imprisoned in the Sky Prison. When the Canghai Festival comes, they will be forced to fight to the death in front of His Majesty the Canghuang, and digest themselves~"

What a strange custom... Do the people of Dila really like to watch this? Perlis was a little embarrassed, and suddenly thought of a question, so she asked softly:

"And what about the last person who survived?"

"Oh, that person," Aoi paused with a smile, "If it's that person, he will get a chance to atone for his sins."

"Atonement?" Perlis didn't quite understand. "How do you atone for your sins?"

"It's simple. He will be qualified to fight to the death with His Majesty the Canghuang's warriors. If he wins, it will be God's will. He will be given the opportunity to join the Internal Guard Corps, erase his name, and serve His Majesty the Canghuang for life."

Aoi said, standing on tiptoe and looking into the distance. She smiled softly and pointed to the distance and said:

"Look, it's over there, the dueling stage in the center of the central square."

Following the direction pointed by Kui's hand, Perlis saw a stone platform slightly higher than the ground of the square. It was tightly surrounded on all sides, leaving a small arena.

Next to the small arena, an antique wooden stand had been built. At the top of the wooden stand, Perlis saw a wooden throne carved with a Dila pattern, which was obviously the exclusive seat of [Cang Huang].

"Wow, we're here early. We can go to the front row!" Aoi said excitedly, grabbing Perlis's hand and dragging her towards the center of the square. "Hurry up! We can watch the duel in the front row!"

Why are you so excited... Perlis was dragged along unwillingly and started running. The two passed through the crowd and found a great viewing point at the edge of the ring.

The "sacrifice of sinners" segment had not yet begun, but the high stands belonging to the Dila officials were gradually filled with people. Most of them wore various masks and did not show their true faces. Perlis suspected that it was probably a ritual required in some kind of sacrificial ceremony, so she scanned the stands, trying to find Miss Ayane, but found nothing.

She is really busy... Could it be that she didn't come? Perlis muttered to herself, and suddenly heard a horn -

"Woo——"

Perlis turned her eyes to the source of the sound and found a group of Dila warriors in armor. They escorted the carriage column, dispersed the crowd, and made way for a long passage.

At the head of the warrior line, Perlis saw Furukawa Watari wearing red warrior armor. His old-fashioned face was very serious, and his algae-green eyes swept around the crowd and soon met Perlis's eyes.

"......" Furukawa Wataru bowed his head slightly in greeting, and Perlis also nodded slightly.

Aoi also saw Furukawa Watari, and she excitedly raised her hand and waved, shouting:

"Captain Furukawa To! Did you drink again last night?"

Aoi's shout was drowned out by the noise of the crowd, but Furukawa Wataru seemed to know what she meant, so he shook his head and pointed to his waist.

"What he meant was that he didn't drink because he was going to fight today," Aoi explained to Perlis with a smile, "It seems that this year's warrior is Captain Furukawa To... No wonder he changed into samurai armor, that one is so handsome..."

Indeed, compared to the somewhat gloomy-looking captain's uniform, Furukawa Wataru in samurai armor was obviously much more majestic, and there was a hint of handsomeness between his brows, dispelling the old-fashioned air.

Perlis could almost imagine how handsome Furukawa Toru was when he was young. From his fine clothes and vigorous horse to his weathered face, this captain had obviously experienced a lot of stories.

He was the epitome of that era.

"..."

Time passed by little by little, and gradually, more and more people came to the square, and it became more and more noisy, making Perlis feel a little uncomfortable.

At this moment, another trombone sounded, accompanied by a loud shout:

"His Royal Highness Canghuang has arrived!"

The Canghuang is here? Where is he... Perlis muttered in her heart. Suddenly, her eyes narrowed and a strong pressure came over her.

"Well...!"

She almost subconsciously shifted her gaze towards the throne on the platform, and then an incredible scene appeared -

——Red arcs of electricity surrounded the wooden throne, and then suddenly burst into a strong red light.

"Zizi-"

When the red light faded, a figure wearing a god's mask and a long robe was already sitting on the throne, overlooking the Dila people in the square with great majesty.

[Cang Huang] descended upon the throne silently.

6) The Sea Festival (Part 10) -Added-

Watching the arrival of [Cang Huang], Perlis opened her mouth slightly for a moment, but no sound came out.

She knew this ability to travel through time and space all too well, because it was a power similar to hers!

"..."

The moment the miracle occurred, almost all the Dila people in the square shouted and knelt down, and bowed to the Canghuang in unison:

"Long live His Majesty the Emperor!"

"Long live the God of the Sea!! Long live the God of the Sea!"

"..."

Amid the wave of people kneeling, Perlis and Aoi, who were still standing, looked at each other in bewilderment. To Perlis's surprise, Aoi also seemed to be in shock, and was obviously frightened.

"Before...before...his Majesty Canghuang walked up by himself..." Aoi stammered, "How...this...Chunbai, this is not the same as your..."

"That's right..." Perlis said, looking at the [Cang Huang] on the platform, "I guessed who it is."

Since [Canghuang] had never displayed this kind of power before, Perlis had only one guess: this power was not originally hers.

A halo immediately lit up in her bloodshot eyes, and as she swept towards Cang Huang's position, she instantly saw a figure hidden behind the throne.

Even though Perlis couldn't see the person's face clearly, she could still see the red lines flowing through her body.

It could only be her——【Falling Cherry Blossom Sword】Ibuki Rin.

"..."

Perlis's delicate eyebrows slightly wrinkled, she recalled the ice rain in Wezel and the series of events that followed. Since leaving the Federation, she thought she was far away from those things.

Now, she was extremely close to the truth behind the icy rain.

"..."

Before Perlis could think further, she felt her hand being pulled. She turned around and saw that it was Aoi with a big smile on her face:

"Don't worry, okay? Tomorrow at the latest, you'll have the chance to meet her face to face in person."

Indeed... If I rush forward and interrupt the "sacrifice of sinners" now, I might lose the opportunity to have a normal conversation. Perlis relieved the accumulated emotions in her heart and calmed herself down.

She was surprised to find that it wasn't that difficult, at least not as difficult as before.

"..."

Looking down at the kneeling crowd from the high platform, [Cang Huang] remained almost motionless, his true expression hidden by the mask of the god.

That guy was trying to minimize his movements to prevent his identity from being easily guessed. It was a very smart move... Perlis stared at [Canghuang], and for a moment, she felt that the guy was like a religious totem.

After a long while of kneeling, the emperor waved his sleeves slightly and said in a high and cold voice:

"Get up (Dila)."

The voice sounded neutral. If you say it was a female voice, it would be a bit rough. If you say it was a male voice, it would be a bit soft. There was an indescribable awkwardness to it.

Can't tell the gender? Perlis recalled what Aoi said on Sakura Mountain: the role of the Canghuang is often played by successive members of the royal family. If you look at it this way, even gender characteristics have to be erased in this role...

Following the command of [Cang Huang], all the people stood up again, their eyes still full of admiration. At this time, the warrior array began to push the criminals into the ring one by one. They were scattered all over the ring. Most of them looked dazed, and a few had murderous intent in their eyes, looking crazy.

Among the sinners, Perlis saw the familiar voice at a glance: he always had an unchanging smile on his face, like a mask. Even though he was shirtless, his posture was still elegant.

[Kim Mei-nan] Kazuhiro Kitagawa, former captain of the "Gold Coast".

He stood among the sinners, neither angry nor foolish, just smiling indifferently, like an outsider.

He seemed to have lost his mind when he was caught... Perlis thought, raised her head and looked at [Cang Huang], and found that the king was still like a stone statue, overlooking everything coldly.

"..."

In a blink of an eye, all the criminals had entered the arena. Each of them returned their original weapons, some were machetes for chopping meat, some were rough sticks, and a few were holding shiny samurai swords.