Early the next morning.

Moran was woken up, and when he opened his eyes, he saw that it was Salamon.

"What are you doing here?" Moran subconsciously asked, "Tsk, this fool can't understand me, and almost forgot ......"

As soon as Moran said this, the other party put a set of folded clothes in front of her.

It's the Phantom Soft Armor.

Salamon bent down under her surprised gaze, he didn't know what he was talking about, but judging from that attitude, it was clear that he was apologizing.

After a few words, he left.

Moran's eyes widened, looking at the departing back in confusion, and then said, "Boring." ”

She thought she would be able to play a slap in the face, but she didn't expect that the other party would admit defeat so respectfully, which made Moran have no way to pursue it.

As if to show respect to Moran, Salamon came in on his own, leaving the giant at the door.

Moran cautiously retrieved his clothes and sniffed them in disgust...... But he unexpectedly smelled a fresh fragrance of flowers, and then looked at the shiny soft armor that had been taken care of, and Salamon cleaned it well before returning the soft armor to Moran.

She nodded approvingly, "The son can be taught." ”

Moran got dressed and moved comfortably a few times before walking out.

Sure enough, this outfit was still ready to be tailored to her figure.

Salamon and Juju were waiting at the door, and Lepepe and Salamon didn't know what they were talking to.

As soon as they saw Moran come out, they stopped communicating.

When Juju saw Moran, he was obviously excited, but Salamon yelled, and he instantly shrank his neck and didn't dare to show it anymore.

Salamon stepped forward and made a gesture with his hand, as if to say, please follow me.

Moran followed in disbelief.

In the end, Salamon brought Moran to Saha's treehouse.

All the way to the second floor, what caught Moran's eye was a neat room.

Noha sat on the bed, her eyes looking at her hands a little distractedly, while Lilina sat beside her, very worried.

Needless to say, this room should have been cleaned by Lilina.

Moran thought to himself that when they called him over, they must have thought that they could communicate with Noha.

Lilina saw Moran coming, and there was a moment of timidity in her eyes. Moran stepped forward, and Lilina quickly pushed her way away, retreating behind Salamon.

"Noha?" Moran called softly as he sat on the edge of his bed.

She noticed that Noha had been staring at the black gem placed in the palm of her hand instead of her palm, and Moran looked over it, but couldn't see why.

The gemstone is octagonal in shape, with the two ends sharpened, only the length of the thumb.

But she just looked like ordinary obsidian, nothing too special.

"Noha, does this gem mean anything to you?" Moran asked.

But there was still no response.

Seeing Noha's dejected appearance, Moran couldn't help sighing, and subconsciously reached out and rubbed Noha's fluffy head.

"What the hell is this kid trying to do......

"Meow~"

Moran was startled by the sudden meow of the cat, and his arm froze on top of Noha's head.

But Noha turned his head and looked at Moran with those sparkling pupils, "Ah, sorry, it's a little too comfortable, so ......"

Moran was stunned, then laughed, "You guy...... So you're not a rabbit, you're not a fox, you're a cat?"

"I've seen rabbits and foxes, but what is a cat?" asked Noha earnestly.

"Uh...... It's nothing. Moran said.

At this time, Noha seemed to notice the clothes on Moran's body, "This is ...... Your clothes?Salamon gave it back to you?ah...... Salamon, Lilina, and Master, why are you all here?"

The three of them quickly came together, babbling something, as if expressing their concern for Noha in their own way.

Moran tacitly gave way and watched the scene.

She originally thought that Noha was a child that no one loved and no one loved, but it seems that there are still people who care about him...... She was also happy for Noha.

"Moran. Noha beckoned her over, much to Moran's surprise.

"What's the matter?"

"That...... My master has something to say to you. ”

Lepepe looked at Moran a little nervously, and then didn't know what to say.

She said, thank you for saving me. Noha translated.

"Nothing, just a little bit of it. ”

"And ......"

"What?"

Salamon also had a reluctant request. ”

After that, Noha took up the role of translator in the middle...... Although it's actually just a retelling.

Salamon: "I'm really sorry for what happened before. ”

Moran: "I'll forgive you if you admit your mistakes and have a good attitude." But keep that giant away from me. ”

Salamon looked a little embarrassed: "It's ...... nature"

"By the way, we won the previous hunting competition, right?"

"Hmm...... It's a pound heavier than the prey I hit. ”

Moran replied with a smile, "That's because Saha fainted, otherwise he would have won by an absolute advantage." ”

Salamon didn't seem to want to talk much about it...... Also, who would admit their defeat so easily. What he's doing is pretty good.

"I've heard about your subsequent confrontation with Mad Jace in order to protect Master Lepepe...... This was the first time that the guy had been repelled without killing a single member. ”

Noha translated and suddenly raised his voice.

"Crazy Jace? is it coming in?"

After that, Salamon and Noha talked, and the latter did not mean to fully translate, but listening to Noha's answer, Moran had no idea what was going on.

"Hey~~~" Moran reminded in a loud voice.

"Ahaha...... Sorry to forget you. Noha laughed, and then told Moran what had happened.

The one who attacked the Eling tribe that day was a dinosaur called the Swift Wind Dragon. Known for speed and flexibility.

And this dinosaur can also be tamed.

Since the Eling tribe already had hairless apes to travel, there were only a handful of Swift Wind Dragons raised.

But it is very common among the Wurm people, and it is their means of transportation.

The Swift Wind Dragon is to Wurm what the hairless ape is to Elling.

And that Swift Storm Dragon that day was none other than the leader of the Wurm tribe, Pipicodor's former proud mount, named Jace.

But just two or three months ago, Jace suddenly began attacking the Elling tribe, coming once every four or five days on average, and each time he came caused a particularly big commotion.

It's crazy to attack, hence the nickname Mad Jace.

Speaking of which, Moran also discovered the strangeness in it.

- Is that mad Jace really a Swift Dragon?

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