"It's weird, but it doesn't sound like a lie." The Elna man who had been standing in the corner commented, and his voice sounded like a woman. "It seems that this is the source of those undead soldiers in the south. Maybe, these Sas
Strange people, like them, can be transformed into the undead of the Edda."
She spoke the Elna language. When he was still in the tribe, his 'father' specially taught him this language in addition to simple survival skills, so he could barely understand the other party's general meaning.
"Ignore those for now." The man who suppressed Alan put more force on his hands, raised his head and asked, "How to deal with them?"
"What's worth noting is the guy named Holo, this kid's father." A man who was searching Glock came over and kicked Alan, "That's a tough guy. Do you want to use this guy as bait?"
Set a trap for him?"
His words were echoed by the other two people, but the next moment, a familiar voice from Alan intervened.
"I wouldn't try to do this if I were you."
He tried to raise his head and saw his 'father' blocking the entrance of the cave. His majestic body was like a mountain. He remembered that there were two Elna sentries outside the cave, but they were killed by 'father' before they could even raise the alarm.
broke in.
"I don't intend to fight with you." Holo said in a deep voice in Elna language, "I also don't want to see my child being used as bait. Let him go and let us have a good talk."
"What nonsense!" The Elna man holding a hunting knife put the knife towards Alan's neck, "If you want him to survive -"
Before he could finish his words, a flying ax shot through the air and accurately knocked the hunting knife in his hand away. Holo's sudden advance was far faster than anyone could have imagined. He broke through more than ten kilometers in one second.
There was a gap of feet, and the Elna man had no time to react and was knocked to the wall not far away. He struggled to get up, his face changed several times, as if he was surprised that he was not injured.
"I heard part of what the young man said." Holo stood in front of Alan. The Elna people around him stared at him warily, but no one dared to take action. "I didn't know about this before. It seems that it was true before."
Too lazy.”
"What do you want to do?" the leader asked carefully.
"In order to see the meaning of this war clearly." Holo replied decisively, "For the Sachi people, this war cannot be said to be just, but it is difficult to judge simply by right or wrong. However, the news this time seems to mean...
…Some people are wrong.”
"Let's go." He paused for a moment and turned to look at the people in the cave. "Bring this news to your queen and tell her what Lalum Lenore will do for this."
This name that had been gathering dust for a long time seemed to have an effect. The people in Erna looked at each other, carefully walked around Lalum, Alan and Glock, and left without looking back.
"Father...how did you get here?" Alan raised his head and looked at the man's back. His neck was covered with sweat, and it was obvious that he had traveled a long way.
"From the moment you left the camp, I knew you were coming to find me." Larum walked up behind the two of them, pulled out a short knife, and cut the ropes around their wrists. "I rushed back immediately. Fortunately, I was in time.
.”
Alan was silent for a long time. He probably knew the reason why his father did this. He had vaguely heard that the reason why his father stayed in the tribe and refused to accept the invitation of the silver-haired woman was precisely because his hometown was in the second
The disaster suffered more than ten years ago occurred when 'father' went out on an adventure - 'father' always regarded it as his own fault and worked hard to prevent the tribesmen from being harmed again.
But he never thought that he had such an important position in the heart of his 'father'.
"I'm sorry," he whispered, "I should have been more cautious, Father."
Larum shook his head, "Your judgment is not wrong. It's just that I was blindly conservative before, which resulted in your strength being insufficient to cope with the current situation. If you are willing, from today on, I can teach you real combat skills and training methods.
.”
Alan felt a burst of joy rise rapidly in his heart. He nodded vigorously, fearing that this was just a dream and he would wake up the next moment.
"Then, your name is Glock, right." He turned to the boy who was still in shock, "Tell me about your experience, including the causes and consequences."
The young man nodded and gave a complete account of the trip with Elena, including the encounter with Hughes and Hylanthia.
After listening to the young man's narration, Larum frowned, thought for a while, and then asked.
"How long has the tribesman who was resurrected been dead before?"
"About...two or three days." Glock replied, "The weather in the wilderness in late autumn is cold, and the body will not rot if left for a long time."
"I understand." The man was silent for a while, then turned around, "I'll take you back to the camp and then report to the First Army. I'll talk about other things when I get back."
The three returned to the camp smoothly. Perhaps because of what 'father' said, the camp leader did not blame Alan and Glock for their disciplinary violations, but just let them return to their jobs and continue their daily work and training.
.
During lunch break the next day, Larum came back here again. Seeing his 'father' coming, Alan immediately stood up straight, put his lunch in his arms, and waited for what the other party had to say.
"I'm asking you again, are you ready?" The man said word by word, "This training is different from the previous ones."
He nodded vigorously, indicating that his determination could not be stronger. Suddenly another childish voice sounded next to him, it was Glock.
"Uncle Holo...can I join the training together?" The young man's face tightened, looking a little nervous, "I'm ready!"
"What's your reason?" The man glanced at the young man and said, "You are not an adult yet and your body has not fully grown yet. There is no need to rush."
"Because..." The boy bit his lip and hesitated for a few seconds, "I know a nun from the church. She is only one year older than me and she is able to travel alone. I want... to work harder, at least not to be beaten by her.
Fallen too far!”
Larum stared at the young man, who looked at him without flinching. After a moment, the man's eyes softened, and he stretched out his generous palm and patted the young man's shoulder.
"That's fine." He said, "Then you and Alan can go together and let me see your determination as a Sachi man."
For some reason, Alan felt that there seemed to be some relief in his father's words.