"Thank you, the children in the family lost this statue by the river before. Our whole family has been looking for it all morning. If we still cannot find it before night, maybe we will lose the blessing of God to our family in the new year. That is really unimaginable."

The man in simple clothes patted the back of his child's head and held the wood carving that Donald said was just rough and inferior.

"This is what you deserve. I'll ask you a prudent question. What do you believe in..."

Donald has seen the emblem of the Church of Justice, the balance on the warhammer, with a blue shield as the base, while the emblem of the Church of Silver Moon is surrounded by 7 silver stars, both of which have their own unique meanings, but he has never seen a religion with wood carvings as the emblem of the gods in some books.

He had observed during the conversation just now that there were no other emblems in this family.

"Our whole family believes in the god of harvest and hunting, Timora, ah~ That is a very kind and kind god..."

When talking about this god, the two adults in this family showed expressions of respect and happiness on their faces, and the children also had happy expressions on their faces.

"The God of Harvest and Hunting...Timora?"

After hearing his words, Donald and Anthony looked at each other.

"Yes, that is the Lord, he is the herder in the mountains and forests, he is the plunderer of crops, he often appears in the crown of trees, or passes through the sky with the cool autumn wind..."

What the man said should be some of the doctrines of the God of Harvest and Hunting. Donald pondered and nodded frequently was considered to be a conscience.

"You guys help us find this wood carving. I thought it was a blessing from the gods. I would like to invite a few people to participate in the winter festival in our village. Dano, what do you think?"

The woman was wearing her hands on her chest and looked at Donald and others with some expectations.

Donald looked at her subconsciously and had to say that this woman was well maintained, with a plump figure and a rosy complexion, which was more charming than ordinary rural women.

"Yes, you guys come together, right? Our village is right upstream of this river. Today is the most important day in our village. There will be singing and dancing performances in the village at that time, which will be very good."

The man named Dano clasped his hands excitedly and sent an invitation to Donald and others.

"Donald, there is not much food in the carriage, and this village may be able to replenish us."

Stephanie leaned over to Donald and whispered, they had been walking in the mountains for three days and really needed a place to rest.

"We are all people without faith. Is it appropriate to participate in the festival?"

"Haha, of course it's appropriate. Our festival welcomes everyone to watch the ceremony, and God's glory should be admired!"

Dano still showed quite enthusiasm, and the expression on this simple man's face did not seem to be fake.

"Then we'll disturb you, but our bonfire has already started and the vegetables have been cut. We'll wait until we finish eating the food here before going...upstream of the river, right?"

Since he was going to rest, it was not impossible to go there, and he actually wanted to see what this festival of the God of Hunting is like.

"As a matter of rural villages like this, will people believe in some more practical gods, such as the Earth God, or the God of Harvest and Hunting."

When the family left, Anthony put the chopped radish and potatoes into the boiler one by one, and said with some emotion.

"Timorah...have you heard of this god?"

Donald actually cared more about the name of the gods mentioned by the family just now.

When he was living in Puston, he had read a lot of religious books in order to find out the origin of the emblem in Infinita's hand, and at that time he wrote down many religious names and their general doctrines.

Generally speaking, the one in charge of agriculture should be the Mother Earth God. Donald was deeply impressed by this because he had dealt with this sect when he went to investigate the disappearance of the farm with Shatiya.

The supervisor hunted, to be honest, this belongs to a very small field, and Donald only remembers that there was a hunting god.

However, the god of harvest and hunting did not exist in Donald's impression.

"I grew up in Demingham, so how could I have any research on religion? Didn't you say that you graduated from the religious department? I thought you knew."

Although the Ryan Empire government guarantees the freedom of belief of the people, they also try their best to eliminate the image of religion in the non-faith zone. Therefore, many people who live in the faith zone for their entire lives have only limited their understanding of religion to some names, such as the Justice Church, which is naturally known to everyone, but if people in the non-faith zone really want to tell their teachings, eight out of the ten people would shake their heads and say they didn't know.

"There are too many religions in the Ryan Empire, and how could I remember it for a while?"

This is not Donald is making excuses. The beliefs of the Ryan Empire are actually very chaotic. There are twenty orthodox religions registered alone, not to mention those unregistered religions that are only circulated in small areas.

"I think there should be no problem. The God of Harvest and Hunting, no matter how you think, you should be a kind god. The family just now was warm and hospitable. I can't see anything strange. To be honest, I haven't participated in this kind of winter festival. At most, it's a year-end celebration in Demingham, such as a ritual car parade, musician solo, and opera performances... I've been tired of watching it."

Anthony could see that Donald was actually a little suspicious of their impure motives. After all, a few people suddenly appeared in the wilderness and invited passers-by to attend the festival, which was a bit strange no matter how you thought.

"You're right, have a meal first, and then go and have a look."

Donald nodded and said, looking at the hot soup in the boiler.

After lunch, the group set out to wander upstream along the river. The family had not deceived Donald and the others before. After only ten minutes, they could vaguely see smoke from cooking on the roof of the house in the distance. Soon after, someone in front of them was carrying a cart larger than a real model, heading towards a nearby stone paving the fur and the ears of wheat.

There were a few children next to the cart, holding branches in their hands, swaying around, jumping and swaying. When Donald and the others passed by, they stopped on the side of the road and looked at their cart.

"This is for you. Can you tell your uncle what they are doing?"

Donald stopped the carriage, took a few pieces of jerky from the carriage and distributed them to the children, and asked, pointing to the person who was placing the wood carvings in front of the stone.

"I know that in the village's festivals, wood carvings are the great god of harvest and hunting. Wood carvings represent that his clone will come to our village and bring us harvest and food!"

A boy who looked like the oldest among the group of children raised his hands and chewed the jerky he bought from the best store in Beiruye, his eyes shining and he said loudly.

After saying that, he swept around his friends with great pride. It is a great opportunity to show off in front of outsiders, and he can also enhance his status among his friends.

He is determined to be the king of children in the village!

"So that's how it is. But you have never seen God before, so how did you make this statue? Who answered this question? There are rewards~"

Shake the jerky in your hand in front of these children. This is the benefit of dealing with children. If you give them what you want, they will give you corresponding rewards.

Anthony got off the horse at this time, holding the reins, and his eyes were on the children. Stephanie and Julia stuck their heads out and watched Donald chat with the children with smiles on his face.

"Because we have Claremont, he is the agent of the God of Harvest and Hunting on earth, or a great sage, very powerful!"

When the child said this, his face became even more arrogant, just like we introduced the elder brothers and sisters at home, or their parents were promoted.

As an adult, it would be a bit suspicious of showing off, but the stinky expressions on these children's faces were cute no matter how they looked. Donald turned around and was about to get some jerky, but Stephanie had already prepared it for him.

"Sterfanie, come and catch the bus, I'll talk to them for a while."

Donald was holding a basket of jerky meat and some fruit and snacks, chatting with the children while walking.

I have to say that the mystery and gentle temperament that Donald himself possesses as a wizard is very popular with these children. He soon gets along with them, talking and laughing.

The adults next to him couldn't stop them when they saw their children being with him. On the one hand, they were walking towards the village, and on the other hand, Donald and his group were not like those who abducted children.

Until the entrance of the village, Donald didn't know much about the harvest and hunting god. After all, these are all children. It is obviously unrealistic to let them understand doctrines and other things. Instead, he knew a lot about the man who was called the Great Sage.

Claremont Severes, an elder from outside the village, was honored as the Great Sage because he could bring about miracles such as making trees bloom in winter and making rice ears fuller. This was the name imposed on him by the villagers. He himself always claimed that he was just a transactor of the god of harvest and hunting on earth.

This winter festival was proposed by him, in order to pray to the gods to continue to harvest in the new year and to gain more when hunting. The wood carving was also a finished product he created in his own way, saying that people could have an object to recite the doctrine. Now every household in the village has such wood carvings, which are said to have been blessed, so the family was so anxious when they lost the wood carvings.

"The great sage, use his own appearance as a statue of god...it really needs to take a good look."
Chapter completed!