Chapter 73: 73 Episode 68: Festival Night

The festival hall was lit up as the sun set and the faces of the people walking next to it could only be seen dimly.

Candles lined up on both sides of the road were lit up.

a huge wax lantern It's huge enough to keep burning all night.

Warm orange flames flickering with the flow of people illuminate the festival grounds brightly.

"It's pretty...."

Imelda sighs as the lines of flames line up the street at night.

It's certainly spectacular.

Even the festival-goers, who had been obsessed with food, are now fascinated by the beauty of the lit flames.

"What's the brightness of course.

"It's quite a thing,"

"Then the Woodman's Guild's branch will do as well."

"But after the festival, the lights don't light up?"

Uh... I'm hitting you where it hurts.

It's like, "Oh, it's pretty! I'm going to live here, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, my gosh!

I think you like the view that spreads before you now, but this alone doesn't mean to approve the location of the branch.

It seems difficult to change Imelda's desire to love the beautiful streets of Newtown and live there.

... well, here's a trump card.

Estella, who knows the trump card, is not interested in Imelda's remarks, but rather swaggering. You feel at ease.

He is, however, in a position not to care where the branch office is as long as the Woodman Guild comes to the Forty-second leg. I'm not an enemy, but I can't rely on it.

By the way, this candle is a little specially processed and won't go out easily.

It is wrapped with a flat cloth woven with fibers that surrounds the wick of the candle, and looks like ◎ when viewed from above. This causes the wax-infiltrated core and surrounding cloth to burn at the same time, not to go out a little more gently, and also to increase the flame.

When you turn it off, put the iron lid over it and it will disappear immediately. It's a real flash.

Each wax lantern has its own lid, so you take it off and "pong" -- that's it. It's a bright, strong, and safe candle.

"I want this lantern, too,"

"If you buy regularly, Becko will be happy."

"But I think your father will be sad."

Naturally, the price of the lantern is reasonable because it is so well made.

Moreover, the firepower is so strong that it lasts only one night.

If you're going to use it at home, you'll have to replace it every day, and the Woodman's Guild will be under financial pressure.

"And when does the main event start?"

"It's not long now. Let's enjoy the night out."

The light gives you the illusion of being in a different world.

Even if you eat a lot during the day, it will look delicious again if you see it differently. It is understandable that the purse strings are loose.

"Waxi, I'd like to eat two more okonomiyaki!"

"Hey, planning your mistake!"

I've never seen a man so reckless.

"""At night, the way you see it changes, and I feel that what I eat during the day also tastes differently." Forty bottles of Frankfurt, please."

"Yes!? Forty!"

At Paula's, the Sister, who is supposed to have the main event soon after, is eating... there was more than an Imelda...

"Take her to church, Estella, and you go straight to get ready."

"All right,"

She walks out to Bertina, who cries out in delight at Frankfurt, where Estella has been piled up.

But I stopped at once and turned around.

"I'll do my best. Watch carefully."

He says something girlish to me.

"Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh, oh...

What's this? It's a bit sweet and sour.

Are you sure you're going to see it?

It is no exaggeration to say that the success of the main event will question the pros and cons of this festival. That's why I've been running around.

That's why I'll see. I'll see... if you say so, you'll look at me a little differently. ... by all means.

After Estella saw off the fierce resistance of Bertina to church, I headed with Imelda to the Yodamari-tei.

Did Jeanette and her colleagues finish their work properly and prepare for the event?

In the worst case scenario, I will take over the shopkeeper...

I've been thinking of…

"They're gone now,"

"Store, food, sell out!"

"Now it's just a rest area!"

It was a shocking remark.

Surprisingly, the materials I had prepared were running out of stock. It's sold out, sold out, and it'

Oh my gosh... I can't believe I read it wrong...

I can't believe I'm running out of stock when I'm earning this much. I'm sorry! I'm going to run out of regret for three days or three.

How much profit have I made in an hour?"

"The manager liked it."

"Great joy."

"We all did a great job together."

"You're a good customer, too."

"My sister said she was saved because she had time to spare."

"Master Magda said,"

I heard that the stalls had sold out early, and Magda and Loretta had returned to Yodamari-tei.

Sold out at 3 out of 4 stores...oh...

But if you think that thanks to you, I didn't have to be flustered... well, you know.

And... I see. Did you like it, Jeanette?

"Manager, it's your first time selling out."

"He said he looked like a grandpa!"

"Grandpa sold out!"

"Sold out!"

"No, it's not," It's not like they're sold out?"

"Jeezy!"

"Sold out!"

"'Sold out!'"

"No, so... well, I don't mind,"

Yodamari-tei, which has held a large stock ever since Jeanette took over the shop.He said that he had disposed of a large amount of surplus ingredients until I came.

Every time Jeanette would have felt lonely.

I can't sell it even if I try hard.

No matter how hard you try, no one can see the effort.

It's very painful.

I don't think I've broken my heart.

It was because it didn't break there, and because it didn't rot, that's why Yodamari-tei came this far.

How did today's sellout from the thriving business look to Jeanette?

How did Jeanette shake her mind?

I'm sure you haven't had a hard time. Rather than that...

"Well, then... I wonder if it's all right to sell it out."

This time I think it was a study.

We can use this lesson next time.

Yes, this is a kind of investment. It's a hard experience to come by.

"Yasilo, will you be watching the main event here?"

The Yodamari-tei was crowded with children and elderly people. ...you must be quite tired. All the guests on the break won't get out of their chairs.

Will it get in the way of me here?

"No, let's go towards the church," That's the most impressive thing to see."

The march of lights comes from east and west, centered on the church.

It would be the most spectacular thing to see in church.

thump!

There was a distant sound of drums.

"Hey, it's starting now!"

"Is that the signal?"

"Oh, I'm in a hurry!"

"Oh, oh, wait a minutely.

Imelda seemed to have tried to argue with something, but she pulled back forcefully and walked quietly.

follow me in silence

The sound of drums will continue to be heard at more and more intervals.

Meanwhile, river fishing guilds, hunting guilds, and vigilantes from the 42 wards are supposed to guide visitors to the festival and make way for it.

Light marches walk along the streets sandwiched by spectators.

And the sound of the drum is also a signal for a group of young hamsters to stand by.

The young brothers and sisters, who couldn't put them in the store, were unhappy to help.

The older group is busy serving customers or helping women and mahmats, but the younger group is basically treated as an apprentice.

You must not have liked it. The young brothers and sisters were all over the place when they couldn't do anything on this sunny stage.

So I gave these brothers and sisters a very important role.

It's a very important role to hold the key to the march of lights.

On their way to church, they turned to the side of the road and found themselves firmly on standby. full of motivation ...that's fine, but don't fly too hard?

The main event can only be seen when the timing is right.

The interval between drums is narrowing.

Coddle, Coddle, Coddle, Coddle, Coddle, Coddle.........

As we approach the church, the sound of powerful drums resonates with our hearts.

Imelda's hand is filled with force.

`...huh,'

When I squeeze my hand, Imelda gives me a strange voice.

I turned around and said, "What's that?

`Don't look over here now!'

He turned his head away.

He seems to be embarrassed to be holding hands.

... a maiden!? With just her hands... oh, my God.

When I became a man of my size, I used to hold hands with women so much that I couldn't count. ... like folk dancing. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

"Why are you crying?"

"I'm not crying..."

The candlelight will strike my eyes.

In the meantime, the intervals between the drums are getting shorter and shorter, and now they're at a speed that is appropriate for beating.

Knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock knock...

If I could hear the music, I would feel even more excited.

I hope I can reproduce it someday.

Well, this is the first time. A drum with a tone similar to that of a Japanese drum would be sufficient.

The drums used by hunting guilds to guard against evil animals were very similar in structure to Japanese drums, so I let them be used them. There's something in some places.

"My heart is pounding, isn't it?" What is this exaltation?"

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Imelda is gazing at the road at night holding her breath.

Perhaps the festival-goers lining up along the road now feel the same way.

the sound of a drum beating in one's heart

a touch of treachery to be outside on a night when one doesn't usually go out

And an extraordinary landscape with flickering flames floating on a dark night.

Expectations grow even higher.

You should be intoxicated with a sense of exaltation that is similar to tension!

and when the drumming speeded up to its limit, and the audience's heartbeat reached its climax????

Suddenly the light went out.

In an instant the world is enveloped in darkness.

The sound of a rampaging drum stops suddenly.

The darkness...

Silence...

I'm going to swallow everything in the world...

A kind of strange atmosphere involving expectations and anxiety dominates the surrounding area.

In the midst of this????

Shhhhank...

Little.........a very small bell rang in the dark night.

The audience's eyes roll over there.And...

"Oh..."

There are exclamations coming from all over the place...

beyond the darkness

I see a light in the distance.

Long lines, the glow of warm pure white marches slowly toward us.

"It's beautiful... I see."

muttered Imelda.

It is no wonder that I should say so.

Everyone there is fascinated by the pure white light that shines on the dark night.

They line up in a row and are fascinated by the fantastic light that swings up and down as they walk.

No one spoke in admiration of the sudden appearance of the mysterious scene.

Shan... Shan... Shan... Shan...

As the bells approach, the shadows of those holding the light emerge.

It's a group of women with shining lights.

What I have in my hand is a beautiful potted brick that shines.

A flower is planted there.

White petals swaying proudly in the light.

Wendy leads the eastern procession.

After a week of waiting in the room, Wendy is not shining today.

I'm only illuminated by bricks of light in my hand.

The light is shining on the handsome face, creating a clear shadow.

It was more beautiful than any makeup, and it made them stand out.

And at the head of the West......

"...."

There was a ginette wrapped in pure light.

His usual cheerful and cheerful smile was overshadowed, with a calm and quiet expression.

It's mysterious to the fullest extent...

She had such a beautiful expression on her face that if there were any goddesses in the world, she must have this kind of face.

There was no atmosphere of being spoken to.

Light gathers in front of the church.

The gathered light illuminates the darkness.

The sight was just as beautiful as a miracle.

The powder of light Wendy studied and produced was combined with Theron's brick to form a shining brick.

If you put it under the sun during the day, it shines brightly at night.

It's a valuable light that was born in 42 wards without streetlights.

With this, I'm not afraid of the streets at night.

No matter how deep the darkness is, it will shine brightly.

"Oh..."

The festivalgoers shout at the end of the light march to the church.

When I looked at it, I saw a light of pure white lit up on the road where the march of lights had just walked.

Nice timing, brothers and sisters.

These are all directions carried out by young brothers and sisters.

They were the ones who turned off the light in the lantern at the signal of a drum.

And it was the brothers and sisters who just lit the light.

Bright bricks, which had been bathed in plenty of sunlight next to lanterns during the day, were put on standby in the evening, covered with black cloth.

It was removed in unison as the march of lights rallied to the church.

You little boys! We've managed to make it a success.

You're going to do it, aren't you? The timing was too perfect.

The darkness of the night, which was lit by the candles, is now lit up to the point where the shining bricks shine brightly.

From pale, warm light to fantastic, mysterious brilliance...

The light of pure white that captures the hearts of all present envelopes the festival site.

"How bright it is..."

Yes, the light emitted by the bricks of light is very strong.

Despite the shortcomings of being influenced by the intensity of the daytime sun, it has been completely dark, and that's more than enough, considering that we've relied on the starlight.

Also, unlike candles and torches, once set up, it shines brightly at night without fuel.

Incidentally, this shiny brick... has been "darely" made to lose its light in about a year. Actually, the adjustment seems to have been the hardest. Under normal conditions, this brick will continue to emit light semipermanently. But that's a problem.

If it shines forever, the brick sales will drop once it's installed.

Large maintenance is needed once a year. That's about right.

This gives Wendy a regular income as a brickworker and light dust maker.

Plus, the event will be a good advertisement and demand for light bricks will skyrocket.

Perhaps the brickworks are flooded with orders, and the poverty they are living today is completely changed.

That way, Theron can be with whom he likes.

Yes, this brick of light is also the light of love that binds them together. ......kiss!

Wendy, who had been studying day and night to produce shiny flowers.

Theron was counting on Wendy's flowers to increase the demand for flower beds.

However, the glittering flowers were not completed and were on the verge of course.

That's where I should have changed my mind.

It's quite simple.

If you can't produce shiny flowers, you can light up the flowerbed.

Wendy's desire to create a shiny flower was due to her longing, but her encounter with Theron eventually changed it into a belief she would love to realize.

Their goal is to "increase the value of bricks and increase demand."

Then, instead of 'bricks supporting rare flowers,' we should have made 'bricks of rare and beautiful value.'

By the day after I told him so, the shiny bricks had been completed.

Ceron simply mixed Wendy's powder into clay and baked it.

It was so easy to break through the difficulties that had plagued him so far that he easily overturned the adversity he had thought he couldn't overcome.

Well, I had no choice but to laugh.

I've been chasing hard, but I've never been able to do anything and I've almost given up, but I've just changed my perspective and solved it in an instantaneously.

He must have felt like he had found a way out of the way to the goal he was desperately searching for.

But they were pleased at the result.

Whatever the process, we have set ourselves on the path to the future we wanted.

His honesty must have paid off. They got it as a result of their unadorned, unshakable, uncoordinated pursuit. What do you really want?

Theron and Wendy reportedly decided to marry soon.

Bojek, who was trying to make Theron his son-in-law, seems to have surrendered unconditionally to this brick of light.

"I've never seen such a great brick. This... it will sell!"

Bojek, who had longed for the survival of the brick workshop, admitted their relationship with the birth of this shiny brick and went to bow directly to the nobility.

He had expected to be treated badly, but the aristocrat withdrew and congratulated Theron on his inquiry.

He even cheered me on, saying, "If you keep making wonderful bricks, that's enough for me."

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

--and all the trouble in the brick-workshop was well and truly cleaned up.

This path of light has thus become a guide to lovers.Eventually, the street will be used to celebrate their wedding ceremony, attracting tourists as the "road of love" that couples visit.

Girls love things like that, don't

As light passes through the streets of the festival, a march of light gathered in front of the church enters the church.

In the church the light is passed to Bertina and returned to the Spirit.

and gives unstinting blessings to those who show gratitude.

The event proceeds with the plot that…

"Blessings of the Spirit…this light is the light which the Spirit has given to the viper and humans." It's a ray of hope that cuts through the terrible darkness of the night."

Well, that's what this event is all about.

The light that illuminates this road is the light blessed by the spirit god and the light of love that connects lovers. Are you a little too greedy?

But there are many tourist attractions with various reasons. That's why it's all right.

"If a branch of the Woodman's Guild could be created in the place I claim, not in New Town."

And I'm going to finish up my purpose.

"I can go through this path of blessings and love every day."

"Every day..."

"Yes, and the street gate is not yet built, so for a while..."

This is where you can use the words of killing Imelda, the most difficult of all!

"This road is for you only."

"This beautiful path of light... ...waxes, exclusive...!?"

close one's eyelids and shake one's body

You must be imagining walking alone, occupying this crowded road. I'm holding out for the edge of my mouth twitching and grinning desperately.

"All right!"

Imelda then said what I had been waiting for.

"Let's build the Woodman's Guild by Mr. Jillo's claim of the town gate, where the viper will live!"

All right!

It's as good as the construction of the highway!

Eventually, Yodamari-tei becomes a roadside restaurant.

I've completely turned over the bad location that I couldn't overturn!

There was a solemn celebration in the church, next to me was Imelda, who was delusional about the future, grinning, and I was chewing at the joy of having managed to accomplish my original purpose even though I had failed several times.

So I'm sorry for the estella.

I overlooked your hard work.

But that's a trifle!

There's a highway!

I was convinced that my future was bright as I watched the road ahead of me, where the bright bricks were shining brightly.

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