The Amber Sword: Act 144 warm words of hope (6)

Act 144 warm words of hope (Six)

The corpse of the deceased is displayed on the square in the middle of the village. It is covered with a layer of leaves before the statue of the mountain goddess Niya. Quietly in the square, the older priest is dying for the soul of the dead, and men and women is silently watching this scene.

Since centuries ago.

Misery already has become a part of life for Senian. Because of inability to resist, this vulnerable nation can only choose further to hide in the forest, but life in Black Forest is not necessarily full of sweetness, cold, hunger and The monster attack also brought the shadow of death.

Everyone looks at the oldest of them. For their Senian, their elder -- means the richest experience and is also a natural leader. In times of misery, they were always able to lead the tribe out of their predicament, but this time, even the elder with wisdom was hanging down eyebrow and seemed powerless.

The old man is holding Staff, as if a heavy shadow is written between each wrinkle on his face. He sighed one breath. A middle-aged man with dark skin and short hair with a short beard around him suddenly gritted his teeth and turned away.

"Uncle Bolton, where are you going?"

The tall youngster on the other side of the old man drank him immediately.

The middle-aged person stopped and did not look back and said in a deep voice: "I'll go and grab Funiya back --!"

"Calm down!" youngster advised: "Uncle Bolton, what can you do alone, send it to death?"

"I promised Sally ... so even if I die, I will go!" the middle-aged man replied stubbornly.

But he also understood that this was just an angry sentence, and he couldn't help turning his back and clenching his fists to strain every muscle in his body.

"Bolton, calm down," the old man holding Staff finally spoke. He sighed one breath: "Sally is my daughter. Funiya is also my granddaughter ... After the winter, we will return to the forest. "

The middle-aged man turned his head and looked at everyone with red eyes: "What about Funiya and the hatred of others, shall we not report it?"

Everyone silently, bowed their heads silently.

The middle-aged coldly snorted and turned away. The old man looked at his back and sighed again. He knew that the other party would not really run out to find the trouble of those Noble Knight. The each men in this group would not easily leave the entire group alone.

That's their responsibility.

However, Bolton's departure left the crowd silent. But what can they do? The strongest in the village is the silver strength martial arts commander. It is impossible to be the terrible Lord Baron opponent.

But the silence didn't last long, and the ceremony had to go on. Just at this time, everyone saw a figure stumbled and ran in from outside the village --

That's Joel, who is on guard outside the village.

Everyone recognizes the familiar figure, they can't help but subconsciously get nervous, could it be that's fierce Noble Knight kills back again?

But did n’t they already take away Funiya?

"Joel, what's wrong?" The old man was also a little surprised, but immediately asked. As the leader of this group of people, although he still maintained deliberate calm on the surface, in fact, the hand already was tightly grasping the stick in his hand.

"Fu ... Funiya her ..." Joel finally ran to these people, shouting out of breath, as if he had seen a ghost.

"Funiya?" The old man looked at him and asked, "What happened to Funiya?"

"Funiya she was rescued ..."

"What?"

...

The news of the little girl's rescue soon spread in this village in a remote forest.

But Brando felt a little embarrassed about his situation at the moment. He never expected that this pedestrian would be treated so coldly. Although he never expected the gratitude of others because of something, at least they did not return the little girl Funiya to this village, did they? --

But everyone didn't expect that their gratitude was far more suspicion and dread than those they got. When they passed the village right away, they could feel such a similar look everywhere.

The middle-aged man named Joel first received them and led them to the largest house in the so-called village, then told them that the elders would come soon. At last he glanced at them with a look of fear and complexity, and closed the door and left.

As soon as the door is closed, Grey Wolf Mercenaries can't help it first.

"Well, what attitude is --!"

"That's it, you wouldn't have come if you knew it," said another.

But they also know that this is just talking, because the young Thane already made it clear, here is their destination. It is just that they don't know why they came to such a remote and remote place. At this time, they couldn't help but set their sights on Brando.

Brando is just a bitter smile.

Because Amandina also looked at him with a dim glance.

"Less prejudice will make you more comfortable." youngster had to answer this.

"But they did escape in that war, Lord Thane." The younger sister in the back Wild Elf couldn't help asking in a clear tone. Since recently, this little girl has always intentionally or unintentionally followed Brando, She found that the young Lord Thane seemed capable of dealing with her endless problems.

Even my sister can't do --

So she couldn't help asking questions, although already was taught by her sister many times in private. But like now, she couldn't help but speak.

"Tia!" The sister in Wild Elf gritted her teeth, hoping to choke off her beloved sister, always causing her trouble. Then she carefully looked at Brando in raises head, but fortunately youngster did not care about it.

Amandina shook his head: "I don't care about this, Lord Thane, but ..."

"Yes, I know, fame." Brando nodded.

"Sir, you know ..."

But Brando shook his head again: "But you also know, I don't care about this."

"Master!"

Brando shook his head.

But at this time Correct, the knock on the door suddenly sounded. Everyone was stunned, and immediately Mercenary pressed a weapon with one hand and walked carefully to open the door --

The door opened, but there was no one outside.

"Lord Thane?"

Mercenary opened the door slightly.

"What?"

The Mercenary looked strangely to one side, revealing a basket of berries outside the door. These fruits were picked from the forest at a glance, even with the dew and leaves left in the forest from the morning.

Everyone froze and then silently looked at each other.

Brando sighed slightly. Although there is still suspicion on the surface, but the same is appreciated, but the misunderstanding between Aouinian and Senian is too deep, already is deep-rooted.

"What to do? Lord Thane?" the Mercenary asked.

"Take it away," Brando replied.

Even so, his gaze couldn't help crossing the door and staying on the outside square. Now the green village of -- is indeed quite different from his memory. The existence is in the memory, overgrown with weeds, and the village with broken walls. Now, although it has just experienced a violent attack, there are signs of fighting and blood everywhere.

But at least the person's Aura.

He looked at the tall Niya woodcarving statue in the middle of the village. The deities worshipped by Senian was vividly carved by them. The eye-catching mountain goddess of -- was wearing fur robe, wearing a short bow, and holding his hands full of prey and fruits The basket -- symbolizes hunting harvest and crop harvest in the mountain people culture.

Looking to the side, in fact Senian still lives in a cone-shaped hut made of stone and wood, not Barbarian Tribe in a tent as described in the rumor. It's just that their culture has long been lost in the vast forest. Among the legends, Senian's "Nightwalker" now has only one legend left.

But their relationship with Druid is as close as it was centuries ago.

When he thought of this, Mercenary already closed the door again. But the voice of complaint already subsided, and even those Radnor mountain people in Grey Wolf Mercenary that always looked down on Senian, at this time could not help but silence and rethink the relationship between the two.

But that didn't last long, because the knock on the door again.

But this time it ’s not fresh fruit, but Brando, the long-awaited person --

An old man holding a wooden staff, youngster recognized at a glance that this must be an elder in the village, and he knew the customs of Senian well. And the middle-aged man with dark skin on the other side, and the Funiya -- snuggle beside him, must be the father of this little girl.

"Thank you very much, foreign guest."

Brando hasn't had time to respond yet, but the old man has bowed deeply and saluted them.

youngster frowned slightly and replied, "Please don't have to do this, just do it," but he paused and opened the door and said, "In fact, I have one thing, and ask you to help ..."

The old man and the middle-aged man around him glanced at each other, and then nodded: "Your request, Joel already told us. This is not a troublesome thing for us."

Brando heard this sentence, raises head glanced at him. He knows that the other party is lying. In fact, it is a dangerous thing to enter Black Forest at any time. Even if they are a group of people, they must be fully prepared. As for ordinary people like these people entering the forest, especially In the depths of the forest, it can be said that it is almost the same as sending death.

But the elder of Senian spoke a lie.

"Who are you going to let?" He raised an eyebrow slightly and couldn't help asking.

"I'm going." The middle-aged man glanced at the daughter of one's own, then looked at them, and answered categorically.

"pizos?" (elf: Dad?)

The little girl immediately raises head, asked on her back in surprise.