How to wear a goddess statue
Chapter 060 Coming of Age Ceremony
For young people from the royal family, nobles, officials and wealthy businessmen, there is a very important link in the baptism process.
The family members of the baptized should sort out in advance what their children have done and achieved before they became adults, write a narrative article or a long lyric poem as detailed as possible, and then hand it over to the host for reading at the ceremony.
What can a teenager achieve?
It is nothing more than what grades they have achieved in school tests, and how many affairs they have participated in following behind their elders. There is nothing to say. Even when they were young, they were smarter than other children.
But this is not done much, after all, it sounds too embarrassing.
There are also precocious teenagers who will accomplish several major things independently, which will completely allow their family members to write an admirable article.
Of course, people have their own aspirations, and no matter what time it is, there is no shortage of younger generations who are born with superior backgrounds and do not want to make progress. Faced with such a situation where there is no achievement to talk about, long lyrical poems come in handy.
In front of the statue, the past of the baptized person can be carved with language, but falsehood and deceit are never allowed, creating something out of nothing.
Therefore, it is not easy to write long poems for some noble dudes. There are always sad-faced patriarchs who secretly entrust bards to help write them, the purpose is to beautify the facts without deceiving the gods.
If you can boast your face, you can say that you are handsome and cute, if you don’t make a fuss, you can say that you are sensible and obedient. If you go out and make trouble with your friends every day, you can only rely on making friends with others...
With such racking of brains and piles of rhetoric, there is always a way to make up a decent poem.
Up to now, as soon as the spectators hear the host reciting a long and beautiful poem, they know exactly how much the protagonist of the ceremony is.
Of course, no one was worried about such an embarrassing situation at Eleuil's coming-of-age ceremony.
Out of low-key requirements, most of the people who can act as spectators outside the shrine are members of the royal family's personal guards. Regarding the achievements made by the princess, these people remember clearly, because these happened under their witness.
As soon as they reached this stage, they puffed up their chests and felt proud.
No one.
Even if the time is pushed back hundreds of years, there is no noble boy who can achieve such feats as a princess at this age.
— only the master they follow.
Luo Dasi's eyes drooped slightly, and his eyes fell on the kraft paper in his hand.
She is the only surviving family member recognized by Eleuil, and she wrote this narrative article herself.
The warm sunlight in early winter cast light and shadows on the kraft paper, and Rhodes spoke unhurriedly.
The clear and gentle voice reverberated in the sacrificial room. It was flat and unquestionable. It restored the achievements of the princess in Kadella and the border battlefield. The piles of plots and blood were not beautified, but just stating the facts. .
At the end of the article, it is customary to summarize the characteristics exhibited by the baptized people, and declare before the gods the path they have traveled before and the path they will take in the future.
At this time, the baptized person should have bowed his head to show humility, but Eleuil raised his head openly.
After the article was written, she hadn't read it yet. The princess really wanted to know how Rhodes would evaluate herself, and also wanted to see what the gods would look like when they recited it.
"Eleuil, the princess who believes in the goddess of the Iru River."
"You are a proud descendant of the royal family, a good scholar, and a warrior."
"At the same time, you are also the favored one, the current and future leader of..."
"Your past and future are under the eyes of Rhodes."
The last sentence can be regarded as a common concluding sentence, the gods will watch you, it is just a cliché, but here it can be written into a paragraph of factual narrative.
Eleuil got his wish and saw the expression of Rhodes when he read aloud.
Gentleness, appreciation, unspoken expectations.
Fortunately, she didn't find too much relief of "my child is very competitive", which made her heave a sigh of relief.
After this, the ceremony continues in accordance with the procedure.
The water of the Yilu River, which symbolizes holy baptism, is dotted between the eyebrows, sliding down to the tip of the nose, and finally a beautifully curved chin.
This link was carried out five years ago, and Rhodes is very familiar with it.
There was just a small accident in the middle, when her finger dipped in the river water and touched the tip of the princess's nose, as if to represent intimacy and playfulness, Eleuil blew lightly.
The princess made this move in a subtle way, and the temple priests standing aside didn't notice anything, but the warm air flow was actually hitting on Luodus' hands. Because she hadn't prepared in advance, she froze undetectably.
Eleuil's smile deepened.
Rhodes: "..."
Luo Das remained calm, but increased his strength when he tapped his chin with his fingertips, it was more like poking than the starting point.
This small episode was not noticed by anyone. The royal guards stood neatly at the door, and those who occupied the back quietly tiptoed and looked into the sacrificial room.
Many of them have also watched the little princess's 13-year-old christening ceremony, so it is inevitable that they will have more feelings at the moment.
However, Wick, who had witnessed the coming-of-age ceremony of the current crown prince in Acht, felt no less than these people.
As Acht's envoy—or in other words, the unlucky guy who has revealed the essence of the watcher in a moment of brainstorming, but was put under strict surveillance with justified reasons, Wick definitely doesn't have a good impression of the princess.
He wished he could grow his wings and fly back to Ahcht now, but he clearly knew that there would be no good results waiting for him.
Wick's position among the cronies of King Hoster was actually rather embarrassing. Due to his background, none of his colleagues thought highly of him.
If not, the thankless role of messenger would not have fallen on him.
He was not valued in the first place, but this time the mission failed completely, and Wick himself felt a little bit like breaking the pot, otherwise, no matter how careless he was, he would not have said the wrong thing in front of the caravan owner.
But now, Wick stood in a corner outside the door, an inconspicuous position, watching the ceremony with complicated eyes.
He knew that the princess had made a lot of military exploits on the border, but he had never heard it as completely as today. The shocking shock made him speechless for a moment.
Wick had also heard the Dauphin's mitzvah read out, in the Temple of Sky and Wind in Acht, where the high priest in rich robes proclaimed the Dauphin's achievement to all the spectators.
No one can deny the excellence of the Crown Prince.
He is the heir recognized by the king, and many officials also recognize his identity, and the prime minister is even more optimistic about him.
Behind the crown prince, there are countless aides and military guards. He has countless assistance, far beyond the reach of the princess who was exiled to Kadella since childhood.
But why, there is such a gap in the achievements that are finally displayed in the reading of the coming-of-age ceremony?
Yes, that was the battlefield, and of course more achievements could be made on the battlefield than in the comfortable royal city, but the problem was that the royal family and nobles hardly sent underage children to the border.
The battlefield is not a child's play, and no bodyguard can be truly reliable at the time of life and death. Letting the immature juniors pass by is to let them die.
Such a difference...
Wick was a little shaken.
The decision cannot be made lightly. In the battle of the royal family, the strength of the leaders themselves is actually not that important. It mainly depends on their supporters and the meaning of the person sitting on the throne.
In this regard, the princess has no chance of winning anyway, unless she plans to launch a rebellion directly and rely on the border troops to win—but the border generals may not necessarily listen to her!
Wick frowned, just about to laugh at his sudden thought, and then suddenly remembered how the princess treated Kopal, who was half-slaved, in Wash City.
The deliberate indifference shown outside did not deceive Wick's eyes. He was sure that the accidental death of the former Lord Vash was definitely due to the schemes of these two people.
Even if he was guarded by the businessman, Wick still had a chance to release the pigeon, but for some reason, he didn't write this matter in the secret letter he sent to Horst.
Wick raised his hand to touch the scar on the back of his neck.
This scar was caused by himself, in order to cover up the indelible brand of slavery, and because of this, he had suffered endless cold reception from the former king and Horst.
Should a choice be made?
While thinking about it, Wick turned his eyes and suddenly found that the caravan owner was looking at him with a smile.
Whenever he wanted to do something for the task, he would receive this kind of look, and the follow-up was predictable, but he never succeeded.
He really didn't intend to play tricks this time!
Wick gritted his teeth, and when he turned his gaze back to the sacrificial room, the ceremony was drawing to a close.
Rhodes concluded the ceremony with a hymn dedicated to the goddess of the river Illu.
As she was a little ashamed to sing about herself, she sped up her speech a little bit, and thus gained Eleuil's insightful and meaningful eyes.
After the coming-of-age ceremony was over, the two stayed in the temple to deal with the follow-up matters before strolling back to their residence.
On the way, they passed by the theater in the city. They said it was a theater, but it was actually not the same thing as the open-air theater in the City of the Sun God. Strictly speaking, it could only be regarded as a theater stage.
Rhodes glanced over there, then quietly looked away.
Back at the residence, Aleuil couldn't help but slow down when he thought about going back to his room.
Rhodes didn't notice, and said, "Come to me."
Aleuil's eyes widened slightly, but he quickly realized and said with a smile, "Is it my gift?"
"Yes, they suit you well."
Rotas took out two ebony boxes from the cabinet.
The two boxes are not the same size, and you can roughly guess what is inside from the size and width.
Light gold satin ribbon wraps the long box like a modern wrapped gift, tying a bow at the front.
Aleuil looked down at this—or two gifts, and the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched.
Rotas taught her: "Pinch here, just pull it."
"……Um."
Undo the ribbon and open the ebony box.
The brand-new longbow and sword were displayed in front of Eleuil's eyes.
"I asked a friend to forge it. In the world, there is no weapon more suitable for you than them."
Rhodes relayed the words of the Goddess of Fire, and seeing the princess staring at the bow and sword motionlessly, he smiled and asked, "Do you like it?"
Aleuil stretched out his hand to caress the shiny wooden bow body, and the sharp cold light of the sharp sword reflected in the golden eyes.
"I don't want to thank you, Rhodes." She smiled clearly, "But from now on, all the glory I get with them will be named after you."
Luoda paused for a moment, then suddenly turned his face halfway, and said jokingly: "Isn't the glory before today dedicated to me?"
"It's different."
"What's the difference?"
Eleuil leaned over and gave the god a hug lightly.
"I'm an adult, so it's different."
The author has something to say:
Congratulations to 2612, bid farewell to Gusoran's laws related to minors (?)
------
Thank you for the little cutie who cast mine, I love you www
spyi扔了1个火箭炮投掷时间:2021-05-1201:16:32
51920608扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2021-05-1204:49:02
页彦城扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2021-05-1213:11:37
舟下云影扔了1个手榴弹投掷时间:2021-05-1214:20:46
The family members of the baptized should sort out in advance what their children have done and achieved before they became adults, write a narrative article or a long lyric poem as detailed as possible, and then hand it over to the host for reading at the ceremony.
What can a teenager achieve?
It is nothing more than what grades they have achieved in school tests, and how many affairs they have participated in following behind their elders. There is nothing to say. Even when they were young, they were smarter than other children.
But this is not done much, after all, it sounds too embarrassing.
There are also precocious teenagers who will accomplish several major things independently, which will completely allow their family members to write an admirable article.
Of course, people have their own aspirations, and no matter what time it is, there is no shortage of younger generations who are born with superior backgrounds and do not want to make progress. Faced with such a situation where there is no achievement to talk about, long lyrical poems come in handy.
In front of the statue, the past of the baptized person can be carved with language, but falsehood and deceit are never allowed, creating something out of nothing.
Therefore, it is not easy to write long poems for some noble dudes. There are always sad-faced patriarchs who secretly entrust bards to help write them, the purpose is to beautify the facts without deceiving the gods.
If you can boast your face, you can say that you are handsome and cute, if you don’t make a fuss, you can say that you are sensible and obedient. If you go out and make trouble with your friends every day, you can only rely on making friends with others...
With such racking of brains and piles of rhetoric, there is always a way to make up a decent poem.
Up to now, as soon as the spectators hear the host reciting a long and beautiful poem, they know exactly how much the protagonist of the ceremony is.
Of course, no one was worried about such an embarrassing situation at Eleuil's coming-of-age ceremony.
Out of low-key requirements, most of the people who can act as spectators outside the shrine are members of the royal family's personal guards. Regarding the achievements made by the princess, these people remember clearly, because these happened under their witness.
As soon as they reached this stage, they puffed up their chests and felt proud.
No one.
Even if the time is pushed back hundreds of years, there is no noble boy who can achieve such feats as a princess at this age.
— only the master they follow.
Luo Dasi's eyes drooped slightly, and his eyes fell on the kraft paper in his hand.
She is the only surviving family member recognized by Eleuil, and she wrote this narrative article herself.
The warm sunlight in early winter cast light and shadows on the kraft paper, and Rhodes spoke unhurriedly.
The clear and gentle voice reverberated in the sacrificial room. It was flat and unquestionable. It restored the achievements of the princess in Kadella and the border battlefield. The piles of plots and blood were not beautified, but just stating the facts. .
At the end of the article, it is customary to summarize the characteristics exhibited by the baptized people, and declare before the gods the path they have traveled before and the path they will take in the future.
At this time, the baptized person should have bowed his head to show humility, but Eleuil raised his head openly.
After the article was written, she hadn't read it yet. The princess really wanted to know how Rhodes would evaluate herself, and also wanted to see what the gods would look like when they recited it.
"Eleuil, the princess who believes in the goddess of the Iru River."
"You are a proud descendant of the royal family, a good scholar, and a warrior."
"At the same time, you are also the favored one, the current and future leader of..."
"Your past and future are under the eyes of Rhodes."
The last sentence can be regarded as a common concluding sentence, the gods will watch you, it is just a cliché, but here it can be written into a paragraph of factual narrative.
Eleuil got his wish and saw the expression of Rhodes when he read aloud.
Gentleness, appreciation, unspoken expectations.
Fortunately, she didn't find too much relief of "my child is very competitive", which made her heave a sigh of relief.
After this, the ceremony continues in accordance with the procedure.
The water of the Yilu River, which symbolizes holy baptism, is dotted between the eyebrows, sliding down to the tip of the nose, and finally a beautifully curved chin.
This link was carried out five years ago, and Rhodes is very familiar with it.
There was just a small accident in the middle, when her finger dipped in the river water and touched the tip of the princess's nose, as if to represent intimacy and playfulness, Eleuil blew lightly.
The princess made this move in a subtle way, and the temple priests standing aside didn't notice anything, but the warm air flow was actually hitting on Luodus' hands. Because she hadn't prepared in advance, she froze undetectably.
Eleuil's smile deepened.
Rhodes: "..."
Luo Das remained calm, but increased his strength when he tapped his chin with his fingertips, it was more like poking than the starting point.
This small episode was not noticed by anyone. The royal guards stood neatly at the door, and those who occupied the back quietly tiptoed and looked into the sacrificial room.
Many of them have also watched the little princess's 13-year-old christening ceremony, so it is inevitable that they will have more feelings at the moment.
However, Wick, who had witnessed the coming-of-age ceremony of the current crown prince in Acht, felt no less than these people.
As Acht's envoy—or in other words, the unlucky guy who has revealed the essence of the watcher in a moment of brainstorming, but was put under strict surveillance with justified reasons, Wick definitely doesn't have a good impression of the princess.
He wished he could grow his wings and fly back to Ahcht now, but he clearly knew that there would be no good results waiting for him.
Wick's position among the cronies of King Hoster was actually rather embarrassing. Due to his background, none of his colleagues thought highly of him.
If not, the thankless role of messenger would not have fallen on him.
He was not valued in the first place, but this time the mission failed completely, and Wick himself felt a little bit like breaking the pot, otherwise, no matter how careless he was, he would not have said the wrong thing in front of the caravan owner.
But now, Wick stood in a corner outside the door, an inconspicuous position, watching the ceremony with complicated eyes.
He knew that the princess had made a lot of military exploits on the border, but he had never heard it as completely as today. The shocking shock made him speechless for a moment.
Wick had also heard the Dauphin's mitzvah read out, in the Temple of Sky and Wind in Acht, where the high priest in rich robes proclaimed the Dauphin's achievement to all the spectators.
No one can deny the excellence of the Crown Prince.
He is the heir recognized by the king, and many officials also recognize his identity, and the prime minister is even more optimistic about him.
Behind the crown prince, there are countless aides and military guards. He has countless assistance, far beyond the reach of the princess who was exiled to Kadella since childhood.
But why, there is such a gap in the achievements that are finally displayed in the reading of the coming-of-age ceremony?
Yes, that was the battlefield, and of course more achievements could be made on the battlefield than in the comfortable royal city, but the problem was that the royal family and nobles hardly sent underage children to the border.
The battlefield is not a child's play, and no bodyguard can be truly reliable at the time of life and death. Letting the immature juniors pass by is to let them die.
Such a difference...
Wick was a little shaken.
The decision cannot be made lightly. In the battle of the royal family, the strength of the leaders themselves is actually not that important. It mainly depends on their supporters and the meaning of the person sitting on the throne.
In this regard, the princess has no chance of winning anyway, unless she plans to launch a rebellion directly and rely on the border troops to win—but the border generals may not necessarily listen to her!
Wick frowned, just about to laugh at his sudden thought, and then suddenly remembered how the princess treated Kopal, who was half-slaved, in Wash City.
The deliberate indifference shown outside did not deceive Wick's eyes. He was sure that the accidental death of the former Lord Vash was definitely due to the schemes of these two people.
Even if he was guarded by the businessman, Wick still had a chance to release the pigeon, but for some reason, he didn't write this matter in the secret letter he sent to Horst.
Wick raised his hand to touch the scar on the back of his neck.
This scar was caused by himself, in order to cover up the indelible brand of slavery, and because of this, he had suffered endless cold reception from the former king and Horst.
Should a choice be made?
While thinking about it, Wick turned his eyes and suddenly found that the caravan owner was looking at him with a smile.
Whenever he wanted to do something for the task, he would receive this kind of look, and the follow-up was predictable, but he never succeeded.
He really didn't intend to play tricks this time!
Wick gritted his teeth, and when he turned his gaze back to the sacrificial room, the ceremony was drawing to a close.
Rhodes concluded the ceremony with a hymn dedicated to the goddess of the river Illu.
As she was a little ashamed to sing about herself, she sped up her speech a little bit, and thus gained Eleuil's insightful and meaningful eyes.
After the coming-of-age ceremony was over, the two stayed in the temple to deal with the follow-up matters before strolling back to their residence.
On the way, they passed by the theater in the city. They said it was a theater, but it was actually not the same thing as the open-air theater in the City of the Sun God. Strictly speaking, it could only be regarded as a theater stage.
Rhodes glanced over there, then quietly looked away.
Back at the residence, Aleuil couldn't help but slow down when he thought about going back to his room.
Rhodes didn't notice, and said, "Come to me."
Aleuil's eyes widened slightly, but he quickly realized and said with a smile, "Is it my gift?"
"Yes, they suit you well."
Rotas took out two ebony boxes from the cabinet.
The two boxes are not the same size, and you can roughly guess what is inside from the size and width.
Light gold satin ribbon wraps the long box like a modern wrapped gift, tying a bow at the front.
Aleuil looked down at this—or two gifts, and the corner of his mouth suddenly twitched.
Rotas taught her: "Pinch here, just pull it."
"……Um."
Undo the ribbon and open the ebony box.
The brand-new longbow and sword were displayed in front of Eleuil's eyes.
"I asked a friend to forge it. In the world, there is no weapon more suitable for you than them."
Rhodes relayed the words of the Goddess of Fire, and seeing the princess staring at the bow and sword motionlessly, he smiled and asked, "Do you like it?"
Aleuil stretched out his hand to caress the shiny wooden bow body, and the sharp cold light of the sharp sword reflected in the golden eyes.
"I don't want to thank you, Rhodes." She smiled clearly, "But from now on, all the glory I get with them will be named after you."
Luoda paused for a moment, then suddenly turned his face halfway, and said jokingly: "Isn't the glory before today dedicated to me?"
"It's different."
"What's the difference?"
Eleuil leaned over and gave the god a hug lightly.
"I'm an adult, so it's different."
The author has something to say:
Congratulations to 2612, bid farewell to Gusoran's laws related to minors (?)
------
Thank you for the little cutie who cast mine, I love you www
spyi扔了1个火箭炮投掷时间:2021-05-1201:16:32
51920608扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2021-05-1204:49:02
页彦城扔了1个地雷投掷时间:2021-05-1213:11:37
舟下云影扔了1个手榴弹投掷时间:2021-05-1214:20:46
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