Genshin Impact Simulation: Starting with Melsin's Friend

Chapter 125 Flower God’s Birthday Festival

The Flower Goddess's Birthday Festival is the birthday of the goddess of wisdom, one of the three ancient gods of Mount Sumeru. Legend has it that Marikata, the Flower Goddess, celebrated the birthday of the god of wisdom on this day.

The riders on the floats held up Yalda candy and threw it to the jubilant children, while people sang around the bonfire, celebrating the birth of the gods.

Even on the eve of the Flower Goddess's birthday, the festive atmosphere was already very strong.

The city of Sumeru is adorned with colorful ribbons and flowers, and vendors are displaying pastries and toys that are rarely seen in the past. The air seems to be filled with the sweet aroma of Yalda sugar.

"Dina Zede, how are the preparations going?"

Mu Feng led Nilu into the Grand Bazaar, patted the girl who was sitting on a small chair in front of the Zubair Theater, staring blankly at the empty stage.

"Ah... Brother Mufeng and Nilu."

Dina Zede suddenly snapped out of her reverie, managing a weak smile on her pale face.

"Has the Demonic Scale Disease flared up again?"

Noticing Dina Zede's unusually pale face, Nilu gently tugged at Dina Zede's hand, her voice filled with worry and concern.

"I am okay."

"The doctor my father found has prescribed the medicine, and with the treatment from the Herb God, he is now out of danger."

However, her forced smile and the slightly trembling fingertips behind her back didn't seem convincing enough.

"The Council of Religious Affairs has banned the proposal to expand the Flora Festival?"

Mu Feng, who was standing to the side, pondered for a moment, a hint of coldness appearing in his eyes.

Dina Zede remained silent, sitting in the chair with her head down, her slender knuckles gripping her knees turning slightly white.

"They said... that it was impossible to get permission from the Holy See to hold a mass assembly, and they said a lot of nasty things..."

“I argued my case logically, and they said that I was not qualified to debate with them because of my knowledge…”

The girl's voice was low, filled with disappointment and helplessness.

The Little Lucky Grass King selflessly helped her cure her terrible illness, yet she, as a believer in the god, couldn't even properly celebrate her god's birthday.

“That’s really too much!”

"Tomorrow is the birthday of Lord Little Lucky Grass King. How can these scholars be so rude?"

Sheikh Zubair, the manager of the Zubair Theater, appeared at the theater entrance, and his muttered curses could be faintly heard by the three of them.

It seems that the manager who organized the Flower Goddess Dance was no exception to being harassed by the Church.

"Even Mr. Zubair failed...?"

Dina Zede lowered her head even further. Although she had long anticipated this outcome, the emptiness and guilt in her heart still intensified.

For a moment, the atmosphere among the three of them became tense.

Mu Feng sighed inwardly. Banning gatherings and useless cultural activities was just an excuse; the sages' true purpose was not so simple.

Since the departure of the Great Tree King, the newly born Little Lucky Grass King could not provide scholars with the wisdom they desired, and thus, the wise men who held great power gradually developed disloyal thoughts.

The wise men of the Church, who aspire to hold supreme power and meddle in the wisdom of the gods, naturally cannot tolerate the gods having too high a reputation among the people.

Using the excuse that the deity was not yet qualified, placing Naxi Da under house arrest in Jingshan Palace and reducing or even banning the Flower Goddess's birthday festival undoubtedly weakened the deity's influence among the people.

Therefore, even if the current sage is not the most extreme Azar, Dinazede's proposal to expand the Flower Goddess's Birthday Festival would absolutely not be approved.

The eve of the Flower Goddess's birthday festival passed slowly in silence and helplessness, casting a dark shadow over the upcoming grand festival.

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The next day was the Flower Goddess's Birthday Festival.

Even in the early morning, the sounds of revelry echoed throughout the streets and alleys of Sumeru City, startling many birds that were still resting in the canopy.

Children are always innocent; all they know is that today is the birthday of the Little Lucky Grass King, and also the birthday of their "mysterious friend" in their dreams.

Of course, there will also be delicious Yalda candies, a beautiful float parade, and wonderful dance performances at the Zubair Theatre.

On the way to the Zuber Theater, Nilu had received so many candies that they were almost overflowing her arms. The colorful candy wrappers made her temporarily forget the bad mood brought by the Church.

"Brother Mufeng, candy."

Nilu struggled to carry a large bunch of candy, her hands completely occupied, while the little girl blinked her beautiful blue-green eyes, eagerly waiting to be fed.

"how about this?"

At the pitiful little Nilu's prompting, Mu Feng casually picked up a Yalda candy wrapped in purple wrapper, carefully unwrapped it, and brought it to Nilu's lips.

"Well……!"

Well, it's confirmed now: the Yarda candy with the flavor of the cricket bug might not taste good.

Seeing the little girl's chubby face scrunched up in bitterness after being infected, Mu Feng silently blacklisted all food related to the ghost beetle.

Hericium erinaceus flavor, lizard tail flavor, spice flavor, violet flavor, sunset fruit flavor.

I always felt that most of the dishes were culinary disasters.

I wonder what kind of amazing analogy Naxida would give if she tried it?

That being said... he hadn't heard from Nasita for a while.

He seemed not to have seen Nasita since preparations for the Flower Goddess's birthday began.

Are they preparing for the float parade?

"Brother Mufeng, give a performance!"

Little Nilu's excited voice pulled Mu Feng back to reality from his reverie. He suppressed the unease in his heart and accompanied the elated Little Nilu to the Zuber Theater.

As the venue for the annual Flower Goddess Dance, the highlight of the Flower Goddess Festival, the Zubair Theatre is already packed with people.

Mu Feng, pulling Xiao Nilu along, managed to squeeze through the crowded throng and reach the front of the stage, thanks to his height advantage.

On stage, dancers dressed in light purple gauze dresses gracefully danced on the rippling water, their grass-green tassels fluttering in the air like blooming Patisha orchids.

"Brother Mufeng, look!"

Nilu's blue eyes shone brightly as she tugged at the sleeve of Mufeng, who was looking somewhat absent-minded, her gaze filled with longing.

Will she one day be able to stand on this stage and present the Flower Goddess's dance to Lord Little Lucky Grass King?

The melodious tune turned cheerful, and the clear drumbeats echoed in the theater along with the singing of the zither. On the stage, the dancers lightly touched their toes, and their graceful dance steps blossomed in the clear water as their skirts spun rapidly.

The blessings of Saban, the life of graceful dance.

It's really beautiful.

Nilu quietly closed her eyes and unconsciously moved her feet to the rhythm of the music. She raised her arms and tried to clumsily imitate the movements of the dancers on stage.

However, she seemed to have forgotten something important.

"Wow!"

The scattered candies tapped against the floor, making a series of crisp, rhythmic sounds.

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