The body of the deceased was displayed in the square in the center of the village, covered with a layer of leaves in front of the statue of the mountain goddess Niya. The square was quiet, the elderly priests were praying for the soul of the deceased, and both men and women silently prayed for the soul of the deceased.
Watch this scene.
Since centuries ago.
Suffering has become a part of life for the Seniya people. Because they are unable to resist, this weak nation can only choose to hide further in the forest. However, life in the black forest is not necessarily full of sweetness, cold, and hunger.
It brings the same shadow of death as the attack of monsters.
Everyone looked at the eldest among them, their elders - for the Senyas, the eldest meant rich experience and a natural leader. In times of trouble, they always
He was able to lead the tribe out of the predicament, but this time, even this wise elder lowered his eyebrows and seemed helpless.
The old man held the cane, and every wrinkle on his face seemed to have a heavy shadow written in it. He sighed, and a middle-aged man with dark skin and a short beard next to him gritted his teeth and turned around.
Walk.
"Uncle Bolton, where are you going?"
The tall young man on the other side of the old man immediately stopped him.
The middle-aged man stopped and replied in a deep voice without looking back: "I'll go get Funya back——!"
"Calm down!" the young man advised: "Uncle Bolton, what can you do alone, are you going to die?"
"I promised Sally...so even if I have to die, I will go!" the middle-aged man replied stubbornly.
But he also understood that this was just an angry word, so he couldn't help turning his back and clenching his fists, tensing every muscle in his body.
"Bolton, calm down," the old man holding the cane finally spoke, and he sighed: "Sally is my daughter. Fonia is also my granddaughter... After the winter, we will go back to the forest.
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The middle-aged man turned around and looked at everyone with red eyes: "What about Feniya? There are other people's vengeances, shouldn't we avenge them?"
Everyone was silent and lowered their heads silently.
The middle-aged man snorted coldly, turned around and left. The old man looked at his back and sighed again. He knew that the other party would not really go out to find trouble for those noble knights. Every man in this group would not
Will easily abandon the entire clan.
This is their responsibility.
But no matter what, Bolton's departure still caused a period of silence among the crowd. But what can they do? The strongest in the village is the silver martial arts master, and there is no way he can be the opponent of the terrible Baron.
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But the silence did not last long, and the ceremony had to go on. But at this moment, everyone saw a figure stumbling in from outside the village——
That was Joel, who was in charge of security outside the village.
Everyone recognized the familiar figure, and they couldn't help but become nervous subconsciously. Could it be that those vicious noble knights are back again?
But haven’t they already taken Funya away?
"Joel, what's wrong?" The old man was also slightly startled, but immediately asked. As the leader of this group of people, although he still maintained a deliberately calm attitude on the surface, he was actually so nervous that he held his hands tightly.
wooden stick.
"Fun...Funya..." Joel finally ran in front of these people and couldn't help shouting out of breath, as if he had seen a ghost.
"Funiya?" The old man was stunned, then his expression changed and he immediately asked: "What's wrong with Funiya?"
"Funya was rescued..."
"What?"
…
News that the little girl had been rescued quickly spread in this village located in a remote forest.
But Brando felt a little embarrassed about his current situation. He had never expected that his group would encounter such cold reception. Although he had never expected gratitude from others for anything, at least it was them.
Wasn’t it the one who sent that little girl Funya back to this village——
But no one expected that the gratitude they received was far less than the suspicion and fearful looks. When they walked through the village on horseback, they could feel similar looks everywhere.
The middle-aged man named Joel first received them and led them to a so-called largest house in the village. He then told them that the elder would be here soon. Finally, he looked at them with a fearful and complicated look.
He glanced at them, closed the door and left.
As soon as the door was closed, the Gray Wolf mercenaries were the first to be unable to bear it any longer.
"Hey, what kind of attitude--!"
"That's right, if I had known it I wouldn't have come here," another person said.
But they all knew that this was just talk, because the young lord had made it very clear that this was their destination. But they didn't know why they came to such a remote place, and they couldn't help it at this time.
They all looked at Brando with puzzlement.
Brando just smiled bitterly.
Because Antitina also looked at him with a faint look.
"Being less prejudiced will make you feel more comfortable." The young man had to reply.
"But they did escape in that war, Lord Lord." The younger sister among the wild elves behind could not help but ask in a clear tone. In recent times, this little girl has been following Bran intentionally or unintentionally.
After getting married, she found that this young lord seemed to be able to cope with her endless problems.
Not even my sister can do it——
Therefore, she couldn't help but ask questions. Although she had been lectured by her sister many times in private, she still couldn't help but speak just like now.
"Tiya!" The elder sister among the wild elves gritted her teeth, wishing she could strangle her most beloved sister to death for always causing her trouble. Then she raised her head and glanced at Brando carefully. She was so young.
People don't care about it.
Antitina shook her head: "I don't care about this, Lord, but..."
"Yes, I know, reputation." Brando nodded.
"Sir, since you know..."
But Brando shook his head again: "But you also know that I don't care about this."
"grown ups!"
Brando shook his head.
But at this time, there was a sudden knock on the door. Everyone was startled. Immediately, a mercenary pressed his weapon with one hand and cautiously walked over and opened the door——
The door opened, but there was no one outside.
"Lord Lord?"
The mercenary who opened the door was slightly startled.
"how?"
The mercenary stepped aside with a strange look on his face, revealing a basket of berries outside the door. These fruits looked like they had just been picked from the forest, and they even had dew and leaves left on them from the morning in the forest.
Everyone was stunned, then looked at each other in silence.
Brando sighed slightly in his heart. Although there was still suspicion on his face, he was also grateful. However, the misunderstanding between the Eruin people and the Seniya people was too deep, and it had become deep-rooted.
"What should I do? Lord?" the mercenary asked.
"Put it away." Brando replied.
Even so, he couldn't help but look past the door and stay on the square outside - the Green Village today is indeed very different from what he remembered. The one that existed in his memory was overgrown with weeds,
The villages with broken walls and ruins had just experienced a brutal attack, and there were traces of fighting and bloodstains everywhere.
But at least it still has the aura of a human being.
He looked at the tall wooden statue of Niya in the center of the village. This god believed by the Senyans was carved lifelike by them - a heroic-looking forest goddess wearing a fur robe and a short bow, with her hands held high with prey.
The basket with melons and fruits - symbolizes hunting harvest and crop harvest in the mountain people's culture.
Looking aside, in fact, the Seniya people still live in conical huts made of stone and wood, rather than barbarians living in tents as described in the rumors. But their culture has long been lost.
In the vast forest, the legendary Senian "Night Walker" is now only a legend.
But their relationship with the Druids remains as close as it was centuries ago.
When he thought of this, the mercenaries had already closed the door again. But the voices of complaints had subsided. Even the Gendenel mountain people among the gray wolf mercenaries who had always looked down on the Seniyas couldn't help it at this time.
Be silent and rethink the relationship between the two.
However, this situation did not last long, because the knock on the door rang again.
But what came through the door this time was not fresh fruit, but the person Brando had been waiting for for a long time——
There was an old man holding a wooden stick. The young man recognized at a glance that this must be an elder in the village. He knew the customs of the Seniya people well. On the other side, there was a dark-skinned middle-aged man leaning against him.
Fonia - this must be the father of this little girl.
"Foreign guests, thank you very much."
Before Brando had time to react, the old man bowed deeply and saluted them.
The young man frowned slightly and replied: "Please don't do this, it's just a convenient task," but he paused and said straight to the point: "Besides, I also have something to ask you for a favor..."
The old man and the middle-aged man next to him looked at each other, and then nodded: "Joel has already told us your request. This is not a troublesome matter for us."
When Brando heard this, he raised his head and glanced at him. He knew that the other party was lying. In fact, entering the black forest at any time is a dangerous thing. Even if they go in, they must be prepared.
With complete preparations, as for ordinary people like these people entering the forest, especially deep in the forest, it can almost be said to be the same as committing suicide.
But this Senian elder told a lie.
"Who are you going to let go?" He raised his eyebrows slightly and couldn't help but ask.
"I'll go." The middle-aged man glanced at his daughter, then at them, and replied decisively.
"pizos?" (Elvish: Dad?)
The little girl immediately raised her head and asked in surprise.
