Ronan led them up the hillside. It must be said that the centaur was really fast in the forest. When walking normally, the two of them had to use the lightness technique to barely keep up.
"arrive"
Several people came to a mountainside covered with bushes. In the outer bush, an inconspicuous gap revealed a black hole. It was very small, about ten centimeters in diameter. If the centaurs hadn't brought it here, others wouldn't have noticed it.
Ronan stepped forward and took out a two-inch brown-red twist knot. This is a unique token of the centaurs. Every centaur has it. It is made from their own ponytail.
Throw it into the hole. After being submerged for a moment, the hole begins to slowly expand outwards, eventually forming a pedestrian passage.
"You go find Firenze and continue patrolling in the Forbidden Forest after meeting up." After the passage appeared, Ronan turned to the other two centaurs and said.
The centaurs took the order and left.
"The place where we live is inside. Please come in." Ronan entered first. Ivey and I looked at each other and followed suit.
Passing through the entrance of the cave, the view suddenly opens up. This is a small valley, and the air is filled with the fragrance of grain. Above, the stars are bright in the dark night sky, and the stars of various constellations are clearly visible. In the center of the valley, is a brightly lit place
Camp.
The location they came in was also halfway up the mountain. At their feet was a winding and rugged gravel mountain road, which went up and down directly into the valley and ended at the camp.
"That camp is where we live."
A few people walked along the path to the gate of the camp. When they got closer, they realized how big the camp was. It was almost the same size as three or four football fields.
The camp was built in a sunken pit, surrounded by raised walls. The outer walls were densely covered with huge wooden thorns, which looked like spurs. It was also surrounded by two meters deep and nearly three meters of wooden thorns.
The meter-wide ravine looks like a military fortress from the outside.
The gate of the camp was held by two centaur guards wearing armor and holding shields and spears. When they saw two humans, they stopped them.
"Ronan, who are they! How dare you bring humans into our clan!"
"Don't be nervous, Laka. These two are the guests of the high priest. On the orders of the high priest, I brought the two guests to meet. This is a token. Where is the high priest now?" Ronan handed over the token.
"The high priest is worshiping the ancestors' spirits in the back mountain." When the guard saw the token, he immediately became respectful.
"Open the door. I want to see the high priest as soon as possible."
Two guards pushed open the door and watched them enter the camp.
"This is where we centaurs have lived for generations: Camp Cassis. The hill behind the camp is the holy land of the centaurs, the Soul Tomb." Ronan introduced to the two of them as they walked.
Ivey listened and looked around curiously. The people in the camp were sparser than expected. Except for the guards on the surrounding walls, there were only a few people in the camp at the moment, and they were all old people and children.
The further he walked inside, the more he was amazed. The horse people's residences, or houses, were tents supported by leather and round-pointed wood. There were hundreds of them, large and small, distributed throughout the camp.
It is indeed a race where all the people are soldiers. In the camp, weapon racks and supply boxes can be seen everywhere. Vertical and horizontal trenches divide the entire camp into pieces. The surrounding walls are also equipped with a large number of slingshots and ballistae. It seems that I guessed it right before.
This is a military fortress.
Follow Ronan through the camp and arrive at the back mountain. There are many soldiers here, with only a suspension bridge connecting them. Nearly a hundred centaur warriors are stationed here. They are wearing heavy armor, and the weapons in their hands are shining with cold light. From the moment they appear in sight
, just kept staring. Ivey even heard the sound of the bow and crossbow being loaded with arrows.
"Ask to see the Saint Modi" Ronan knelt on his front hooves, raised his hands to level, and presented the token.
"Wait a moment." A waiter took the token, left a few words, and left.
"Ronan, where are the people in the camp?" Ivy took advantage of his free time to chat.
"Most of them are planting crops, and some are patrolling." Ronan always maintained a humble posture.
"Oh~ What do you usually eat?" Ivy suddenly became interested, and Betty also looked interested.
"Potatoes, wheat, corn, potatoes, basically these things."
"Where's the rice?" Betty asked
"No, the horse people are not good at handling such delicate crops. Most of the food of the horse people can be eaten after simple processing. For example, after wheat is ground, it can be made into various kinds of pasta. Or roasted potatoes, corn, etc.
You can eat it as soon as you bake it." Ronan has a good temper and has been patiently answering their questions.
"Where's the meat? Don't you eat it?" Ivey also asked
"We rarely eat it. Although we raise some cattle and sheep, they are not food. The cattle are used for farming, and the sheep produce wool. Only during the annual sacrifice ceremony, we will hunt some wild boars, rabbits, wild deer and so on."
"You also made the weapons yourself?"
"The horsemen are not only powerful warriors, but also the best blacksmiths. Moreover, the mineral resources in this valley are very good and they can be self-sufficient."
After chatting for a long time, Ivy and Betty also deepened their understanding of the centaurs. In fact, he really wanted to ask if centaurs eat grass, but his reason made him decide not to mention it.
Seeing that they were relatively calm, the surrounding guards gradually lowered their guard.
The conversation had just ended when the guard who had just left came back. He was holding a bronze medal with a strand of golden hair hanging on it.
"The Saint is summoned!"
After showing a circle to the surrounding guards, the guards all lifted their guard and lowered their heads slightly.
"Thank you," Ronan said, then turned to the two of them and said, "You follow the guards in. After I send you here, my mission is over, and I have to go out and continue patrolling."
“Thank you very much, Ronan”
After thanking him, Ronan left.
"Follow me." Without waiting for a reply, the guard took the lead and walked away.
Several people entered the interior of the hill and came to a stone gate. The guard leading the way knelt on all fours and bent down.
"Saint Modi, brought by guests"
"You go down first" a deep male voice came out
"yes"
"Mr. Shafiq, Miss Ethel, please come in -" As soon as the words finished, the stone door slowly opened.
Passing through the stone gate, the circular interior space is very large and empty. The entire hill is hollowed out, and there is a huge gap at the top. Directly opposite the stone gate is a simple altar with some totems placed randomly on it. Above the altar
A light cyan, surging spherical element floats in the mid-air. Brilliant starlight scatters through the crack at the top and sprinkles on the sphere.
In front of the altar is an old centaur, yes - he is old. Even if he has his back to the entrance and is kneeling in front of the altar to meditate, you can still feel it.
Ivy and Betty walked up
"Welcome both of you -"
The horseman turned around. His gray hair and thin face were tattooed with patterns, which should be their totem. The human was wearing a loose dark yellow leather coat, and his body shape could not be seen clearly. The horse's body was already skinny and skinny.
The head is dead, but only the tail is still brilliant golden.
The most peculiar thing is his eyes. There are no whites or eyeballs. Instead, elemental energy surges in the eye sockets, just like spheres in mid-air, like two small whirlpools.
"Nice to meet you, Saint Modi." Ivey bowed first, and then said, "The Saint came to me. Do you need my help with something?"
"Mr. Shafiq, I have heard about your family's deeds and seen your abilities, so I predicted you through the stars." Modi is not like other prophets.
If you don’t understand something, he gets straight to the point
"I don't know the result——" Before he could ask,
"Voldemort is back." The saint looked at him, as if he wanted to see his surprise.
"Really?" But he was calm
"Aren't you surprised?"
"A lot of things have happened recently, and I can guess a little bit."
"Is that so? I was right to choose you."
"Can you tell me anything now?"
"Of course. To put it simply, Voldemort will return again and be more powerful than ever before. And you will be the key to his defeat." Saint Modi's eyes shined brighter and brighter, and the elements in the air also became active.