1572 Choosing the Path
Gradually waking up from the muddy pain, the little girl named Mengzhu slowly opened her eyes, and her consciousness gradually regained consciousness, and then she habitually wanted to get up from the position of lying on the ground, but was blocked by an unexpected sense of restraint: "I am-"
"Where?"
Suddenly regained her vigilant eyes, and the tense body of the little girl with blond messy hair then resisted the thick ropes that bound her limbs: "Who are you?" β
"Wake up at last, little one."
Unlike the chill that covered him, the warm bonfires were flickering and jumping between the tents above Mengzhu's head, and a man sitting in front of these campfires then put down the huge wine glass in his hand, and the wine in the cup also splashed a little: "It's taken us a lot of time to find a way to wake you up." β
"You seem to have spent a lot of time tying me up, too." Trying to raise his wrists on the left and right, Mengzhu's voice became extremely cold at this time: "When did you catch me?" β
"Catch you? No, no, the word is just too inappropriate. β
The scattered curls of hair appeared in the light of the campfire, illuminating the face of the man who was talking very clearly, and he then put his mocking look in front of Mengzhu, and his steps also went around the center of most of the campfire: "We just 'found' you near the edge of the storm, and picked you up by the way." β
"Pick it up?" The confusion in his eyes flashed, and a bit of abruptness appeared on Mengzhu's expression: "That's right, it was a sudden storm, and our team was swept into the sky by the storm, and then-"
And then I was forced to be kicked offline by the system?
The doubts in her mind then flashed through the little girl's thoughts, and then they were replaced by more intense headaches and fiery powerlessness, and her still tense body seemed to relax a little involuntarily in this devouring pain, and her slightly confused vision was then obscured by the shadow above her head: "And then we picked you up, just such a coincidence, the adventurer of the Sioux tribe." β
"You, you know I'm from the Sioux tribe?" Biting the tip of his tongue to keep himself awake, Mengzhu asked in a hoarse voice, "Are you the enemies of the Sioux tribe?" β
"We can't talk about the enemy, but we didn't expect you to survive the storm." Shaking his head, the tall man slowly squatted in front of the little girl who was tied to the wooden frame: "I didn't expect that I would pick up such a peugeot little beauty." β
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"Don't rush to struggle and refute, I know you're an adventurer hired for the Nasso."
Looking at the little girl's posture of gritting her teeth and struggling again, the curly-haired man smiled and continued to shake his head and said, "Since you can be hired by the Sioux people, then it is naturally possible to be hired by us, isn't it?" β
"Ah, I forgot to introduce myself." He looked back at Mengzhu looking at his face with a gaze full of hatred and disdain, and the hand that he originally wanted to reach out to the front of the other party's cheek paused slightly: "I am Kirg, the patriarch of the Nake clan, the head of the elders of the Nake clan, and the heir of the Carbal Road. β
"Previously, in order to ensure safety, I used to bring people to seek the assistance of Surtu to check the team of the Sioux tribe." His hand continued to reach forward and touched Mengzhu's cheek, which had suddenly become quieter: "But I don't seem to remember, there is a person like you in that team." β
"This shows that your search skills are very low." The cold light in his eyes flashed, and Mengzhu's tone became as low as an abyss at this time: "It also shows that your vision is really embarrassing." β
"It's okay, it's okay! It's not too late to find out! Not caring about the other party's bitter hostility at this time, Kirge, who was squatting in front of the little girl, laughed out loud: "As the youngest patriarch of the Nake clan, a little carelessness often happens, and the elders of the clan often sigh at my carelessness, which is a unique right of young people!" β
"Of course, they also often lament my other flaw." Speaking of this, his eyebrows were like moons, and his smile became distorted like a river: "The patriarch of the Ke clan, until now, there has not been a patriarch's wife, it is really a bit unruly." β
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"Oh, don't think too much about it, after all, the people of the Ke tribe will not easily accept foreigners as their companions." Waving his hand to block the silent and cold gaze of the little girl in front of him, Kirge's face gradually returned to its original calm and calm: "But if it is an outsider who is willing to join our clan, the situation may be different. β
ββ¦β¦ You want me to join you? Mengzhu finally couldn't help but sneer and snorted coldly: "Dreaming." β
"My ancestors used to say that the beginning of everything is always the hardest, and this is the first step between us." With a bright smile again, the curly-haired man spread his hands to the sides: "Even if it's impossible between us, trying to take this step is always better than waiting in place, isn't it?" β
"Sorry, it's not possible between us." Taking a deep breath, Mengzhu, who closed his eyes and calmed down his expression, then replied solemnly, "If you want to fulfill the long-cherished wish of the elders of your clan, you can go find someone else." β
"Oh, is that really good?" Shaking his head slightly, Kirg's face then put on a strange smile: "Don't you want to know why you fell into our hands?" Don't you want to know what the Sioux did later? β
"They've abandoned you, leaving the center of the storm alone." Turning back and pointing to the outside of the tent where the campfire crackled, the patriarch of the Nake tribe continued with a grim face: "We chased them to the other side of the storm, and then happened to discover your existence, if I hadn't been kind enough to pick you up, you might have returned to heaven by this time." β
ββ¦β¦ Are you chasing the Sioux? β
The imaginary expression of anger and resentment did not appear on Mengzhu's face, but the next question that jumped out of the other party's mouth made Kirg stunned: "Why are you still chasing them?" Isn't there no enmity between you anymore? β
"I, we just found something else and wanted to talk to Surtu." The words were a little sluggish and hesitant, and then Kirg also prevaricated the other party with a random fabricated answer: "After all, it's not a feud, and we don't want to see them wiped out like this, disappearing in the historical memory of the Wind Continent with the wind." β
"Oh? How can there be such a threat here? Mengzhu continued to ask very quickly, "Is it the Nashi clan who are chasing us?" β
"It's a more powerful being than them, a darkness that hasn't been seen on this continent." The slightly unnatural expression then changed to an even more obvious weirdness, and Kirg, who raised his finger, then replied with a mysterious expression: "They claim to be messengers of the gods, agents of fate, and they even threaten to decide the fate of this continent on the day of the coming 'wind'." β
The coldness in his eyes suddenly became sharper, and Mengzhu's expression then became terrifying: "Those guys...... Is it a self-proclaimed alliance of destiny? Or a descendant of the Old Magic Empire? β
"No, how do I know...... Uh, why am I telling you? As if shocked by the killing intent shown by the delicate figure and cute face of the little girl in front of him at this time, Kirg's complexion, which had originally stepped back a little, then became a matter of course: "Since you don't want to join us, we naturally can't tell you these secrets." β
"Why, weren't you just saying that you were going to negotiate with the Suetu of Surtu?" The look of questioning on Mengzhu's face became even thicker: "Why can't you tell me about this mercenary of the Su clan?" β
"Surtu of the Nasu tribe is the patriarch of the Nasu tribe, so such an important secret naturally has to be told to him in person." It seemed that he had gradually calmed down, and Kirge's expression became more reasonable: "You are just a little adventurer who is not trusted, not even as good as an ordinary warrior, why should I believe you?" β
"At the end of the day, there's not enough trust, right?"
The eyebrows gradually closed again, and the little girl with disheveled blond hair spoke again after a while: "Okay, it's not good to mix on the other side anyway...... Then join you. β
"Oh? So you agree? β
"Yes, I agreed." Looking at Kirge's sudden uprightness, Mengzhu gradually suppressed the fire of revenge that had just been extinguished in his eyes: "Let me go, what are you waiting for?" β
"Good!" Clapping his hands with joy, the man named Kirg hurriedly got up and shouted outside the tent: "Someone! To this ...... Uh, this young lady is untied! β
Following the shout of the Nake patriarch, several burly warriors of the Nake tribe quickly entered the range of the tent, and two of them then quickly untied the ropes tied to Mengzhu's hands and feet, and took the opportunity to stuff back the dagger that had been scavenged from Mengzhu's body earlier: "My lord. β
"Ah, yes." As if he had just remembered this incident, Kirge, who was surrounded by a group of Nake warriors, then also reached out and patted his head: "I almost forgot, outsiders who want to join our clan need to go through the test." β
"I'm sorry, but this is the rule of the clan, and even as the patriarch, I have no reason to refuse." He smiled brightly at Mengzhu, but the light in his eyes seemed to be stuffed into ice: "But since you are determined to join our clan, this test must not be a difficult task for you." β
He clapped his hands, and a staggering figure was then pushed into the tent by the escort of the other two tribal warriors, and the weak-looking footsteps almost collided with the campfire in the center, and a terrible scream broke out in the air inside the tent: "This is a Nasu captive that we captured earlier with the help of the Nash." β
"Come on, let's do it."
Ignoring the burning smell that gradually came from the air, he then smiled in the direction where Mengzhu was, "As long as you kill him, my people will all believe you." β
"Kill, kill him?" Looking at the miserable figure that was crushed to the ground in front of him, Mengzhu asked in a daze, "Why?" β
"Why? Not why. As if he had lost all the human feelings in his eyes, Kirg replied as he should: "If you are not from our tribe, if you kill or kill, if you are not your own clan, your heart will be differentβthe elders and people of the Ke tribe think so." β
"Don't you think so?"
He smiled at Mengzhu, and then pushed his own hands in the direction of the center of the bonfire as if encouraging, and the little girl with an increasingly pale face then lowered her head deeply, and the hesitation and hesitation on her face gradually disappeared: "I understand." β
"Isn't it just killing one...... That's it. β
The heavy injuries and illnesses still tormented the little girl's nerves, and also made her slowly forward posture and footsteps become swaying, only the pair of fingers that were clenched in the dagger by everyone in the center were also slowly turning white between Mengzhu's strong arms at this time: "It's just NPC...... It's just an aborigine, and I've killed it in the past I don't know how many times......"
She walked up to the captive, and the arm that raised the dagger high also stopped in mid-air, and the appearance of the tortured inhuman captive gradually became clear in the little girl's field of vision, and at this time she was constantly gesturing with her mouth and hands covered with blood and scars: "ββ"
ββ¦β¦ Hum. β
His hands slowly lowered again, and Mengzhu's eyes were slowly covered by the scattered long golden hair at this time: "I see, is this the choice?" β
"You've made the same choice many times in the past, haven't you?"
I don't know what the tortured captive in front of me said or remembered the inexplicable past, this equally weak and embarrassed player then fell into the world of her own consciousness, and it was not until the surrounding tribal warriors gradually approached the two of them with the acquiescence of Kirg that she raised her dagger again as if she had come to her senses: "Different choices will lead to different results, and will force us to take different paths, and it seems that there is almost no difference, But in fact, it has led us further and further apart. β
"Is this my resignation to fate?"
The self-muttering voice then suddenly disappeared, and the next moment appeared on the other side of the tent, and the splatters of blood were then splashed on the top of the campfire as the captive gradually fell, echoing the back of the little girl gradually erect: "No. β
"It is precisely because I have always believed that fate can be changed that I will persist until now."