Who should be invited before the Harvest Festival in Chapter 23?
As the harvest festival approaches, Gracia is subtly enveloped in a festive atmosphere.
"Lulu, why have the desserts for the last three days been made with berries? You never used to repeat the same ingredients repeatedly," Ancia asked casually after finishing the last bite of her egg tart.
"Because the Harvest Festival is coming soon! The Harvest Festival is the most important festival on the Miracle Continent. That day is also the day when the last batch of berries ripens, and we have to use up all the berries we've had before. Not only are there berries and pumpkins on the menu lately, but the party on the day of the Harvest Festival will also feature berry juice and pumpkin juice." Lulu twirled around, and the little apron she was wearing changed into a berry pattern.
The Gracia Academy hosts a harvest festival party where players can invite their favorite male protagonist to attend. Some proactive male protagonists will also extend invitations to the player. If the two dance together at the party and spend a pleasant harvest festival night, their affection level will increase considerably.
"What if I invite one of them to participate? What will happen to the other male leads' affection levels?" Ancia ran her hands through her hair, shaking her head frantically. "Think of something quick! If we get involved in someone's route ahead of time, we're doomed!"
"Eggs? Does Ancia want to eat eggs tonight?" Lulu suddenly looked up and flew over to ask.
"No... I probably won't be able to eat anything today, thank you, Lulu," Ancia said, distressed.
Lulu looked at Ancia with concern for a while, making sure she didn't show any signs of illness, then raised her little wand and drew a circle in the air. "A magic to clear your mind! Although Lulu doesn't know what's bothering Ancia, if she's clear-headed, she'll be able to come up with a solution quickly."
Xiao Yao's delicate voice was like a gentle breeze, dispelling the chaotic thoughts in An Qianya's mind.
If both actively inviting and passively accepting will cause things to get out of your control, then why not just choose neither option?
Since there are no mandatory options in the game now, and everything is free, participating in the Harvest Festival as a spectator is also a way to progress through the story.
"I've got it! Thank you so much, Lulu!" Ancia rushed out of the villa; she had only twenty minutes left before her basic magic theory class.
Heligaluo gradually stopped writing with his quill pen, and when he came to his senses, he had written several names of Ancia on the paper.
He replaced the paper without changing his expression, but couldn't help glancing at Ancia out of the corner of his eye.
Ansia was acting strangely today. Not only did she not say good morning to him in the morning, but she also didn't pass him any notes during class.
Ancia noticed Heligalo's frequent glances, but her upright posture and attentive listening made Heligalo hesitate to speak.
Finally, get out of class ended, but before Ancia could even slip away, Herigalo grabbed her notebook.
"Ancia, did I do something wrong that made you angry with me?" Heligalo asked gently, a hint of unease in his azure eyes.
"No." Ancia felt a little guilty and lowered her head to pull out her tissue, but didn't.
Although Heligalo's fingers were slender, they held the fiber paper firmly.
“But you’re avoiding me.” Heligaluo’s calm tone concealed sadness. “Although I don’t know why, I suspect that I’ve put pressure on you in some way, haven’t I?”
That's too perceptive.
Ancia's breath hitched for a moment, and with just that one instantaneous reaction, Herigalo was able to confirm his conjecture.
“Looks like I guessed right.” Heligalo didn’t press further, but instead released his hand from the fiber paper and helped Ancia tidy up the items on the table. “If doing this makes you feel comfortable, then continue. Don’t worry about my feelings.”
“Huh? But you…I…” Ancia stammered, “But you look a little sad.”
“Yes, it’s always a little sad when a close friend suddenly distances themselves from you. But I believe you must have your reasons for doing this.” Heligalo smiled somewhat forlornly. “Nothing should be a burden to you, and I feel the same way.”
"Stop talking, my conscience is killing me..." Ancia was about to give up. If Heligalo questioned her or got angry, she would be able to hold on.
"Okay, I won't say anything more." Heligalo neatly pushed his notebook toward Ancia and asked hesitantly, "If you're going to have the Radiance Inscription class tomorrow, would you still like to sit next to me? If you don't want to see me, I can skip it."
With a critical strike, Ancia surrendered.
"I'm sorry, I shouldn't have been cold to you."
While they were talking in hushed tones, everyone else in the classroom had left, leaving only the two of them.
“It’s because of the harvest festival. I don’t want to invite anyone to the party, and I don’t want to accept any invitations, especially since it’s hard for me to refuse you. So I want to avoid everyone for now.” Ancia sat in her seat, not daring to look at Heligalo’s expression.
"I see. Then Ancia shouldn't have been so cold to me today, since I won't be attending the academy's harvest festival party." Heligalo didn't press further, but simply breathed a sigh of relief.
"You're not going to participate?" Ancia looked up blankly, only to meet Heligalo's gentle gaze.
“The Harvest Festival is of great significance to the Augustinian Empire; it is the most important social occasion of the year, and His Holiness the Pope and I will attend the banquet at the palace,” Heligalo said.
But in the game, Herigalo's storyline never misses the first year's school harvest festival, does it? As long as the player invites him, Herigalo will definitely come.
A game with no options has way too much freedom, doesn't it?
"Also, just refuse to do things you don't want to do," Heligalo said gently. "People who invite you probably want you to be happy. If forcing yourself would make you unhappy, then their invitation would be meaningless."
Seeing Ancia deep in thought, Heligalo calmly added the last sentence, "If there's someone you can't refuse, you can mention my name; it should be useful most of the time."
Ancia couldn't help but laugh. "You're too modest, Heligaluo. Your Majesty, the future Pope of the Holy See, your name should be useful to any intelligent being who understands the Holy See."
Heligalo watched the smile that finally appeared, and smiled along with her, overwhelmed with joy.
Ancia opened a blank sheet of fiber paper, quickly wrote a sentence on it, and handed it to Heligaluo as usual, "I'm leaving now, Heligaluo, see you tomorrow."
"See you tomorrow, Ancia." Heligalo watched Ancia's figure disappear from sight before unfolding the folded note.
The above is just a short sentence—to add today's greetings, good day, Heli.
Heligaluo stared at the note for a long time before folding it and putting it into his spatial necklace.
During the afternoon class in the botanical garden, Erlan kept slowly blinking at Ancia.
"Are your eyes bothering you? Why don't you go see Pastor Maria after class?" Ancia asked, puzzled.
Airland took a deep breath and asked reservedly, "When are you going to tell me?"
Ancia was even more confused. "What did I tell you?"
"Yes, you're welcome."
"What invitation?"
"Invitation to a gala."
"Who should we invite?"
"Invite me."
"What are you inviting me to do?"
"Ancia, you did this on purpose, didn't you?!" Ellan finally realized what was happening, and glared at her fiercely with her beautiful emerald eyes.
“Yes, that’s right.” Ancia said matter-of-factly.
"You're right? People wanting to invite me stretch from Gracia to Misty Moon Forest," Ellan said, crossing his arms in dissatisfaction.
"Just like you don't want to accept their invitations, I don't want to invite just anyone to the party either. I'm a very traditional person," Anciya said, making things up.
"You're traditional? When you had Mortley in your left hand and me in your right, I didn't see you using... umm..." Airan pulled Ancia's hand away. "What are you doing?"
"Keep your voice down, please, I'm begging you," Ancia said through gritted teeth. She could already see Ms. Yesika's eyes light up when she heard gossip.
"Then tell me who you invited? Was it Mortley or Skark? Or have you already invited Heligallo?" Airan persisted.
“I didn’t invite any of you, really,” Ancia said helplessly.
Although Erlan wasn't entirely satisfied, it was acceptable that Ancia hadn't invited anyone.
Before returning to the villa that evening, Ancia saw Skalk standing at the door from afar.
Before Skalk could speak, Ancia preemptively declared, "I will not accept the invitation to the party."
Skark's face puffed up, his erect wolf ears drooped, and even his tail seemed lifeless. "Ancia—how did you know what I was going to say? Can't you really come to the Harvest Festival with me?"
Ancia smiled and said, "No, you can't."
Skulk pressed on, unwilling to give up, "So you won't accept other people's invitations to parties, right?"
Ancia patted his shoulder. "Yeah, don't worry. Go back and rest. You don't look well."
Skalk's amber eyes were wet as he left, turning back every few steps.
Instead of opening the door to go home, Ancia looked towards the tree not far away and asked, "Mr. Murtrie, aren't you coming out?"
A tall figure emerged from the shadows, and Mortley flashed to Ancia's side.
"You probably heard it too, I'm not accepting the invitation to the party," Ancia said numbly.
“I didn’t come to invite you. I won’t be in Gracia on the day of the harvest festival. I came to ask you what else you like besides food? I’ll bring it back for you.” Mortley’s voice was low and, like him, not very noticeable.
“I like a lot of things, and I’m quite open-minded. How about you bring me something you’re interested in, Mr. Murtley? I’ll like any gift that isn’t ugly.” Ancia’s eyes lit up.
“…Okay.” Merri’s eyebrows furrowed slightly, as if he had encountered some problem, and he slowly disappeared into the night.
Ancia breathed a sigh of relief; everything was finally resolved.
However, on the day of the harvest festival, as soon as Ancia opened the door, she saw a pair of sweet amber eyes smiling at her.
Didn't I already refuse?
ah?
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