Even in the hands of children, cute little nezeys were held.

When someone drew water from a pouch and poured it on anyone nearby without hesitation, people sprinkled the water they brought as if making a promise.

As water poured onto the parched ground, the earth emitted the scent of soil as if screaming, and soon, white dust rose.
All those present here believed that everyone standing here would send this water up to the sky and bring down a big rain. Anyone who didn’t want to be pushed out by the blessings of the gods didn’t hesitate to save water.

On this day, even the Lord’s Castle released water.

In a corner of the square, there were countless buckets of water that everyone could use.

“Ah, it’s cold.”

Starting with Charlotte’s teasing prank, Ines and Hansen gradually got soaked in water. Although the sun hadn’t completely risen yet, it was a hot day. Being completely wet, there was a refreshing feeling.

When Charlotte poured more water than expected, Hansen opened his mouth wide and exhaled loudly.

Ines looked at him with a gaze that he would leave soon.

Three nights ago, he came to her and told her all the stories with Carson. By tonight, he could no longer wear the priest’s robe, and he would go forward with a gun for revenge.

Hansen’s silver hair had grown even more.

Once again, when Charlotte sprinkled water on his face, he laughed innocently like a child. Water droplets falling transparently created a beautiful light with his hair.

He, who had completely turned his destiny and was about to live a completely new life, seemed freer than ever.

Whether his future was a thorny path or a flower path, Ines couldn’t tell, but she hoped that he wouldn’t lose his beautiful appearance forever.

If Hansen became the king of Fudelfin as planned, today might be the last time she sees him.

“Oops! It’s cold.”

At that moment, Ines held her breath at the unexpected large water blessing, and Charlotte laughed loudly, looking at him.

While everyone on the street was enjoying the lively festival, a trumpet sound announcing someone’s arrival rang out. And in the distance, Carson Von Raymond, the owner of this kingdom, walked holding hands with Louis, receiving numerous people’s cheers.

People in the square stopped sprinkling water for a moment and cheered as he climbed the stage. The sound became even louder when he stood on the platform.

Perfectly grown, he stood on the platform and shook hands for the citizens. Even with the knights behind him, Carson felt larger, more formidable, and larger than life. Looking at him, Ines felt a sense of pride, audaciously self-esteem.

She was proud of him.

“Really… Impressive.”

Charlotte whispered on behalf of Ines.

“Yes, he shines like a god.”

Hansen, still in the priest’s robe, impiously likened him to a god.

Having been robbed of everything to say, Ines closed her eyes for a moment. She hoped that Carson would be safe, that he would come back to where she was without a single strand of hair injured.

Carson, standing on the platform, didn’t say anything to the people.

When he signaled something to Noah standing beside him, the knights came forward, and unbelievably, water spouted from the line they formed.
Ines naturally knew what that was. Sometimes, when the railroad sagged on excessively hot days, the water guards would come out and spray water on the railroad with a hose.

The residents of Monstera, whose civilization was not yet as advanced as the capital, received the water as if it were holy spring water. They tilted their heads upward and embraced the water with their entire bodies.

Standing in the distance with a smile, he felt like a god sprinkling rain on a poor farmer.

The citizens of the kingdom called out his name as if there were a predetermined slogan.

“Carson! Carson! Carson!”

Ines also clenched her fist along with them and shouted his name more passionately than anyone else.

Soon, the peak time of Reveralia arrived.

People stopped spraying water on each other and looked for someone to express their feelings to. They then went forward and kneeled.

When a son kneeled in front of his father, the father raised his hand to acknowledge him. Subsequently, the son drew water from the bucket and offered it to his father’s hand. Soon after, he drank the water.

Some scenes that made onlookers teary-eyed unfolded.

Someone kneeled in front of an elderly priest, while someone else kneeled in front of his wife.

Some couples faced each other, knelt, and poured water into each other’s hands.

Ines looked at Carson as a matter of course.

She also wanted to kneel in front of him, fill a bucket of water, and pour it all on him. However, Carson was already surrounded by countless people, and Ines couldn’t bring herself to express her admiration for him.