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Await.

After all the barbarians had entered the canyon, all the squad could do was wait, and although they had made the most elaborate arrangements and thought of every tiny detail, they were still full of anxiety and uneasiness about the outcome until the final result was known, just as the commanders who had made a battle plan, anticipated all the enemy's reactions, and sent all their soldiers into battle.

A dazzling white light lit up from the crystal ball placed in the middle of the crowd, and the explorers were all in good spirits at this moment, which was a sign that Norn had agreed with them in advance, which showed that they had succeeded in convincing the barbarian warriors from different tribes to believe the words of their elders, and became the best witness for Norn to defeat the evil enemy and save the entire tribe with his own hands.

"We made it!" the dwarf and the sub-giant high-fived each other excitedly, and an excited smile appeared on Willy's face, and even the calm elf couldn't help but smile - after a series of long journeys and battles, they could finally relax and enjoy a peaceful time in this wasteland.

Things went very well, and when the warriors who had "gone through hardships" and "dangers" to finally defeat and destroy the enemy under the leadership of Norn returned to their tribal station, the whole station fell into a frenzy. The mood of the people reached its peak after Norn pulled out the sword of the ancestor of the orcs, which only appeared in legend and was widely spread among all the tribes, and they cheered loudly, shouting the names of their ancestors and Norn, and gathered around their elders to show him their highest respect. On the other side, enthusiastic young men and teenagers surrounded the warriors who had followed the elders, listening to their stories of the battles they had fought with the elders, especially the great elders' final wisdom in destroying the jewels on the swords on which the orc ancestors had survived, thus destroying the resurrected evil beings, and their hearts were filled with worship for Norn.

Under such circumstances, those who had once ruled the tribe did not dare to go against their wishes, and they had to surrender the power that belonged to the elders in obedience, and Norn easily became the true leader of the entire Chatula. After that, he faithfully traveled his promise, and the team was declared friends of the tribe, and they were allowed to live on the edge of the Chatula territory, and were treated in the same way as the Chatula, and they were to help the tribe when Norn requested it, and in return, the Chatula would be responsible for providing them with the necessities of life in peacetime— However, this is not necessary, as explorers who live in the wilderness all year round, the team is fully capable of supporting themselves through hunting and other means, all they need is to exchange the prey they get for some daily necessities.

Rhaegar looked over the place Norn had carved out for them. It was a small valley at the foot of the mountains, surrounded on three sides by the remnants of rolling mountains, and these towering peaks served as a natural barrier that anyone could only enter from one direction, while at the same time keeping out the bitter winds of the moor, making the plain much warmer than the rest of the world. A small river formed by the melting snow meanders down from the top of the mountain, turns in the plains of the valley, and then flows into the distance, the clear water brings life to this small plain, and on both sides of the river, a variety of unknown wildflowers form a rare landscape in the northern heath.

Viewed from the air, the valley of about four square kilometers takes on the shape of a gourd, and along the small river that flows from the mouth of the gourd, it is first a flat clearing, where Nack has sown some seeds - according to the sub-giant, who loves to grow and cook, these are the seeds of the best crops he has collected from all over the world, and if successful, it means that the desolate and cold northern wasteland can henceforth grow its own crops, which will be a major event in the history of the wilderness.

To the right of the clearing, where the sub-giants had pinned their high expectations, across the river, was a slightly smaller clearing, and this was Willy's territory, to which the female warrior who had not escaped her natural instinct had transplanted all the flowers she had collected from the river and beyond, and although it was impossible to know what the future would be, at least for now, the flower-filled land was much more vibrant than its neighbors across the river.

Occupying the second half of the valley floor is a dense wood, a favorite of nature-loving elves with its evergreen trees unique to the Northlands, where Heim has built a beautiful treehouse as his residence, and not far from him, the stone house, which is not much stronger than a kennel, was built by Tomahawk himself, and is a winery, a forge, and a dwelling.

The summer sun in the north also comes out early, the moon has not yet set in the west, a few tenacious stars are still stubbornly embellished in the sky, and the eastern sky has become faintly white. In the pre-dawn moments, like everything else in the world, Rhaeggar's companions were still asleep, waiting for the morning light to wake up and start a new day, while he was leaving.

A feeling that he had never felt before came to the soul of the soul, and in his experience, in the mortal world, it was called sorrow, and it was only when one left the land one loved the most or the people closest to one that one would have such an emotion.

Rhaegar was reluctant to leave, even though it was considered a wild place by the people of the civilized world, but there were his partners in life and death, and the people he cared about in the world, and only with them would he truly feel that he belonged to this world, but he had no choice - after fully absorbing the soul fragments from the orc ancestors, his power could break through to the eighth order at any time, and this was already beyond the upper limit of the power allowed to exist in this wasteland.

Just a day ago, Rhaegar clearly sensed a powerful consciousness coming from the depths of the wasteland, and this consciousness clearly warned him that if he didn't leave the wasteland before he reached the eighth order, then when he broke through the existing realm, it would be when those powerful beings came to him. If he had stayed here at that time, his companions would have stood by his side without hesitation, but in the face of those existences that even his teachers would not dare to fight against, doing so would only make his companions sacrifice for themselves in vain, he could not tolerate such a thing, and he was not willing to let the companions who had gradually made this place his home and hoped to take root here lose this rare quiet life in front of him, so he could only leave, maybe he could not escape from this wasteland before breaking through to the eighth order, but at least, he could leave his companions far enough before then。

One last glance at the valley, reason tells Rhaegar that it's time to leave. A trace of nostalgia for the spirit of fluctuation came to his mind at this time, it was his pet, after making the decision to leave, Rhaegar first gave the order to the evolved successful Merr to guard the members of the team, he believed that a monster equivalent to the power of the seventh-order peak mage was enough to protect the safety of his companions, in order to avoid causing the ring art, the geist also gave a stern order to the monster, not allowing it to show any abnormality in front of others, this monster that was loyal to Rhaegar because of the brand of loyalty had to say goodbye to its master in this way。

Sending a reassuring spiritual force to his loyal pet, Lei strengthened his way and suppressed his sorrow, turning around with all his might, ready to leave the place that had almost become his home.

- Behind him, Haim, Willy, and the Tomahawk lined up silently and blocked the valley mouth.

"You're a smart fellow," Tomahawk said angrily, "but that doesn't mean you can take everyone else for a fool!" his roar nearly pierced Rhaeggar's eardrums, "You want to leave us alone!"

"I don't know why you're doing this," there was a hint of excitement in the elf's calm words, "but I suppose you owe us a reasonable explanation." ”

"I have to go," Rhaegar said calmly, "Soon, my strength will be raised to the eighth order, this wasteland does not allow the existence of mages with such power, if I don't go, then what awaits me will be to be killed by some powerful creatures in the depths of the wasteland." ”

"That can't be a reason!" Willy interrupted him almost rudely. If the wrath of the tomahawk is a bonfire, then Willy's anger is enough to call it a volcano, the hands of this beautiful female warrior are clenched tightly, due to excessive force, the soft and delicate hands burst into green tendons, "We have experienced countless hardships and dangers together, you have saved us countless times, I can't believe it, just for this, you have to throw me down, all of us!"

"I can only do this," Rhaegar said, "I don't know when I'm going to break through, maybe a year, maybe just the next second, I can't guarantee that I'll be able to stay where I am until I leave here." He looked around at the crowd, "I don't want those creatures to see you with me when they come, but since you're here—" he raised his hand, but a large hand grasped him firmly before he could cast a spell that temporarily paralyzed the other's body.

"You can try," Nack said gently, "I've always wondered how much strength I can get after wearing the Giant's Bracelet." "The sub-giant effectively controlled Rhaeggar's movements, and in front of the descendants of the ancient giants, the geist's relatively strong body was like a child in front of a big man.

"I have to thank you for telling us something about magic," said Heim, "and it lets us know that without the use of probing magic, the mages are not much more sensitive than ordinary people, and that you may be better than other mages, but without warning, you still can't detect a giant who has been subjected to a secret spell unique to the elves." ”

"Don't try to struggle," Haim warned, "If we find any attempt to chant a spell or make a gesture, Nack will stop you at the first moment - maybe your body is not afraid of magic, but the sub-giants around you will also be implicated, and he is not so resistant to magic." ”

This sentence caused Rhaegar to stop his activities as he was about to use magic quietly.

"Listen," said the elf solemnly, "we are a community, all of us are partners, and we will never abandon our partners, for whatever reason, past, present, and future. His green eyes were fixed on Rhaeggar, "If you sneak away again, we'll head straight into the depths of the wasteland to settle accounts with the powerful creatures you mentioned." ”

Rhaega let out a long breath and looked at Haim helplessly, knowing that his plan to leave secretly this time had completely failed, but he did not feel any frustration because of it, and a hot current flowed faintly in his heart.

"Well," he said, "it looks like you've won this time." He turned his head to look at Nack, who was still clutching his wrist, "If you don't want to stand here all the time, I suggest you better let go of your hands, we have to hurry up and pack our things and try to get out of here as soon as possible." ”

"There's nothing to be done," the dwarf said in a loud voice, "in fact, we were waiting here long before you left your dwelling," his face showed a smug look that could not be concealed, "never underestimate the wisdom of others, especially a dwarf..."

"I think it's time for us to go," Rhaegar unceremoniously interrupted Tomahawk's boasting and said to the rest of his companions, then gently broke free of the sub-giant's grasp, and at the same time sent a mental wave to Mer, who was still in the valley, ordering it to follow him, and then walked out of the valley.

Nack, Haim, and Willy followed him closely, only the dwarves stood still in frustration, but the next moment, the reacting tomahawk roared and chased after his companion.

The sun rose in the east, and the morning light shone through the thin clouds and shone on the bodies of the marching team, covering each member in a golden coat.

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