The Saintess of the Extra Festival

The Saintess of the Extra Festival

Bessie's feelings were somewhat complicated as she returned to being a completely alone 'wild woman' whom no one recognized, though she did receive no shortage of glances from passersby.

Bai Xi subconsciously touched her face and gave a strange twitch at the corner of her mouth.

Sure enough, even if no one recognizes her, her face is still very attractive.

The people around her were pushing and shoving forward. Bai Xi was naturally curious, so she simply followed the crowd. Anyway, she had nothing else to do, and she could join in the fun more often in the future.

You can also hear the discussions of the onlookers parked on the roadside.

"Why are so many people going to the festival of the God of Darkness?"

"Since the Abyss was resolved, the seven gods have a good relationship now, and the believers don't fight as much anymore."

"But you can't hold a Dark God's festival on the territory of the God of Light! That's just too strange!"

"What do you know? As far as I know, the gods seem to be arresting someone right now. They say it's for a festival, but it's actually a search warrant."

What that person said made Bai Xi stop in her tracks. She was really curious about someone who could make the seven gods work together to capture her. She hadn't expected that so many things would have happened among the seven gods a hundred years after she left.

"Huh? Who is it?"

"As far as I know, they seem to be some of the monster's minions that slipped through the net."

The man was still smugly sharing his information, but it sounded rather strange to Bai Xi. After Tartarus was destroyed, all the monsters should have disappeared, so... where did these escapees come from?

"Oh? That's too dangerous!"

"It's alright, it's alright. The gods have their own plans. We just need to follow in their footsteps."

The whispers faded into the distance. Bai Xi stood there for a while, thinking, before finally lifting her foot and walking forward. She still wanted to see what the Dark God's festival was like now. As for the fish that escaped from the abyss, it was probably just a rumor.

Following the crowd, Bai Xi soon saw a sacrificial platform where many people were setting up. It seemed that someone would be performing a ritual dance to appease the gods later, which made Bai Xi feel somewhat emotional.

Previously, followers of the God of Darkness were hated and killed, but now they can openly act and even hold events.

It's so lively here, the square is packed with people, all believers who came to participate in the festival.

Seeing the world improve, even if she is forgotten, is something that makes Bai Xi very happy.

Suddenly, Bai Xi felt her arm being tugged. Turning her head, she met a pair of bright, sparkling eyes. The girl's eyes showed embarrassment, but she was surprisingly bold.

"Sister, are you a follower of the God of Darkness?"

She asked, somewhat embarrassed.

"Not really, but I don't hate the God of Darkness."

Bai Xi was taken aback at first, then shook her head with a laugh.

The little girl visibly breathed a sigh of relief. After all, the gods had made peace, but the believers might not. It was already quite good that she could hear that people didn't hate the Dark God.

"Sister, can you do me a favor?"

She seemed somewhat hesitant to speak, but still mustered the courage to say it.

"What?"

Bai Xi became interested and smiled, her eyes crinkling as she spoke to her.

Anyway, she had nothing to do, so it was no big deal for her to lend a hand.

"The festivals have been going on far too frequently lately. The Dark Temple still hasn't chosen a Dark Saintess. No, no, none of the temples have chosen a Saintess yet, so they have to find someone to play the role for every festival. This is the fourth time this month that I've been dragged into playing the Saintess."

The little girl had a mournful face, and every word she uttered surprised Bai Xi.

"But I have other things to do today... The person I like just came back from the border today, and I want to see him."

She lowered her head with a hint of grievance, and her dejected appearance made it impossible for Bai Xi to refuse.

"Okay, sure."

Since it was just playing a saintess, and she had done this kind of work before, it was basically a natural performance for her. Without hesitation, Bai Xi agreed.

The little girl suddenly looked up, her eyes filled with surprise.

"Great! I'll give you the clothes right now!"

Perhaps she was in too much of a hurry, because the little girl just grabbed Bai Xi and left, heading straight for the back of the festival platform.

...

Bai Xi sat in the chair the little girl had arranged for her, and couldn't help but show a strange expression as she looked at the clothes used to play the role of a saint not far away, because this clothes... were surprisingly similar to the divine clothes she had worn before. There might be some details that were not quite right, and the material was also relatively cheap, but it was indeed... very similar.

She dresses simply now, but she never imagined that one day she would wear this divine outfit again.

Bai Xi couldn't help but fall into deep thought.

Isn't she already dead, and nobody remembers her? How can a dress designed out of thin air look so realistic?

Could it be that some kind of bug has appeared in the world?

The moment this thought arose, the voice of the world consciousness in my mind also rang out simultaneously.

"You did exist in this world after all. You may have left a mark on some people in their subconscious. Even if they don't remember you, they will undoubtedly create objects related to you. Don't worry about it."

Bai Xi was stunned. She hadn't expected the world consciousness to go out of its way to answer her question, but if you put it that way, it made sense.

She felt relieved and let go of that little bit of inner turmoil.

Urged on by the little girl, she put on the 'saint's robe' and waited to go up to the altar to dance a ritual dance for the gods.

"It's okay, this dance is very simple. Just do it like this, and then like this."

The little girl was somewhat naive. Before Bai Xi went on stage, she frantically demonstrated for her backstage, making Bai Xi want to laugh. People who don't know how to do it can't possibly learn it in such a short time, and people who know how don't need such demonstrations. Fortunately, she really knew how to do it. It seems that this little girl was really grasping at straws in her desperation.

"Alright! I have to go now, or I'll miss my date with my sweetheart!"

The little girl hurriedly picked up her clothes and left. Bai Xi watched her figure disappear, sighed helplessly, turned around and listened to the music playing on the altar, then slowly climbed the steps onto the altar.

All eyes were on her, but Bai Xi didn't feel uncomfortable at all; these gazes were nothing to her.

She remained calm and unnoticed, unaware that the person playing the saintess had actually been replaced.

The music was melodious, and her body moved the flowing hem of her dress. It was the first time Bai Xi had ever danced in this outfit, so she simply closed her eyes and enjoyed this moment of pleasure.

However, the moment she closed her eyes, a huge magic circle suddenly bloomed beneath her feet, with dark divine power surging within the dark patterns. The ominous signs of a god's descent completely enveloped the square, and all the believers who came to watch the celebration fell silent, staring in disbelief at this scene.

While daily festivals might attract a glimpse of the gods, the idea of ​​a god descending upon them is simply impossible.