Chapter 3155 - 1051: Transylvania’s 300 Warriors Achievements Unlocked

Chapter 3155: Chapter 1051: Transylvania’s 300 Warriors Achievements Unlocked

"The Spirit of the Mountain Woods blesses her children, praising nature, in the cycle of death and rebirth, our forest land will thrive forever!"

As the Mountain Elder wearing a deer antler mask chanted the end of the ritual in an ancient tone, the clansmen gathered around the Ancestral Forest Sacred Pool immediately let out a loud cheer.

They surrounded their current lord, Little Sheron, and the Governor of Transia, who had specially donned the traditional attire of the mountain people, and in the echoes of that desolate ballad, they saw the handsome, brave, and highly respected Vampire Governor personally immerse two infants in the Holy Pool that shimmered with a faint light.

When Murphy lifted the two crying mountain infants with the classic "Hakuna Matata" gesture, the ritual reached its peak.

The most musically gifted clan danced beside the Holy Pool, while the Valande Knight, as the children’s father, laughed exceptionally happy, grinning widely like an iron simpleton, only to receive a punch from his wife who couldn’t bear to watch, forcing him to regain his composure.

Compared to the adults who focused on the various reflections and meanings expressed in the ritual, the children’s desires were purer.

At the ceremony site, mountain children holding fresh beech twigs as ritual ornaments followed their parents but frequently looked back at the barbecue stalls already set up in the woodland behind, where the chefs from Crimson Castle were tensely cooking and preparing for the banquet after the ceremony.

The aroma of spices and roast meat, and those delicious pastries being cooked, made the children swallow their saliva uncontrollably and eagerly anticipate the feasting segment after the ceremony.

Though still the most isolated group in Transia Lands, as the grassroots civil servants of Crimson Castle gradually established their authority among various mountain clans, every command from the Crimson Regent would also stir discussions and ripples within the mountain society.

These resilient people with barbarian blood proudly called themselves the children of the Spirit of the Mountain Woods, proud of their innate arrogance and unity, yet they are being subtly integrated into Transia’s governance system.

This process is irreversible!

Of course, most mountain people do not resist this change, after all, while living freely in the woods, the various goods brought by outside merchants can indeed improve their quality of life substantially.

Although the elders are quite displeased with the trend of young people gradually descending to settle and pursue new life plans in cities and military camps, feeling it contravenes sacred traditions, the problem is, the allure of spacious, bright houses and a vibrant world is indeed more comfortable than living in dark, damp caves and spending the days praying to the Spirit of the Mountain Woods.

Even though the elders talk tough, their frequency of descending to the Bataxin Business Association’s market has visibly increased in recent months.

After all, nobody’s a fool.

Faith is important, but people need to eat, and if they can eat well, nobody wants to gnaw on dry bread.

"Such healthy children they are, inheriting the excellent bloodline of the Valande Knight and the wisdom of Lady Sunny, they are sure to become outstanding leaders of the Ancestral Forest in the future."

Murphy, with a face full of smiles, handed the crying infants back to their mother, and under Lady Sunny’s expectant gaze, he leaned over and gently kissed the children’s foreheads.

This is a custom of the mountain people.

It symbolizes that the superior shares his fortune with the children, but, of course, watching a vampire kiss one’s child is quite daring for any mother, even if it is Murphy himself performing the blessing.

Fortunately, the handsome Vampire Governor began his "blood abstinence" long ago, preferring to replace his thirst for blood with drinks of various flavors except when facing enemies directly.

In the past, this ritual was carried out by Count Xikemeier, but now who is the most powerful person in Transia, even to the most isolated mountain people, is unquestionable.

"Thank you for hastily returning from the battlefield in Rhenia for my children, I’m a rough person, Governor, I can’t speak eloquently, but our mountain people will surely stand firmly by your side, fighting for our homeland, which is also the future of Transia."

As the father of the children and Guardian Knight of the Grail, Valande Knight solemnly made his vow.

To this, Murphy had no doubt. He reached out and patted the arm of the muscle-bound guy in front of him, who was three times as big, urging him to take care of his children and wife before speaking quietly with Little Sheron on the cliff edge by the Holy Pool.

"Governor, are you comfortable wearing the mountain people’s clothes?"

Little Sheron blinked, mischievously tilted her head, and stifled a laugh asking.

Murphy’s expression was very nuanced, he awkwardly adjusted his waist and whispered:

"So you mountain people traditionally have men wearing skirts and not underwear underneath? I thought Triss was messing with me on purpose."

"Uh, the oldest attire is like that. My father also complained heavily about this tradition when attending such ceremonies, but it doesn’t really matter, after all, conservativeness and isolation are characteristics ingrained in the mountain people."

Little Sheron laughed heartily and said:

"But my clan is slowly changing.

Especially after Milian gave us many supportive policies, there are now progressive clans learning from the Bataxin Business Association on how to trade, and after repeated understanding, the elders can confirm the importance of the trade route to Ice Bay for us.