Buwanga walked into the camp with a solemn face, facing the large number of clansmen who rushed to hear the news in front of him, at this time Buwanga didn't know what to say, his mouth moved, and finally he said softly: "I'm back." ”

"Patriarch!" The thunderous shouts resounded throughout the camp, and only a few people saw him when Buwanga returned the next time, and now he finally saw the long-awaited goal in his heart, and the Bantu people present had too many things to say in their hearts, and finally buried these grievances in their hearts, and the friends of the patriarch were in front of them, even if they had more grievances and bitterness, they would not say it at this time.

"Orka, you're doing a great job." When the tribesmen finally saw Buwanga and finally dispersed, Orka, who had heard the news, came to Buwanga, who looked at the temporary camp that had begun to take shape, with a hint of appreciation on his face, he didn't expect Orka to build the temporary camp so well in just a few days.

"It's a long story, wait until I go back and tell my brother, you are the Xilan Sword Saint, you are welcome to help the Bantu tribe, I, Orka, thank you for coming on behalf of the clan." Orka shook his head and gestured to continue, his gaze turned to Buwanga's back, where Xilan stood there with the demon sword in his arms and looked at the camp, seeing this, Orka hurriedly saluted.

"It's easy to say, but it's even better if there was good wine." Xi Lan swallowed in his throat, and went out too hurriedly with a weapon, when he was in a hurry for the past few days, Xi Lan felt that the days without wine were too difficult, and now that he came to the camp of the Bantu tribe, he had to drink a good time.

"That's nature." Orka replied with a smile, his eyes turned to Xinzang on the side of Xilan, the other party looked like a monk, and seemed to be no different from ordinary people, but he was definitely not a simple person who could walk with Xilan.

"I haven't asked for the name of this master yet." Orka made a Bantu ritual to Xinzang, and Xinzang folded his hands in return: "False ancestor, Xinzang." ”

"Huh, I've admired the name for a long time, and today I finally met the master real person." Orka's pupils shrank, he was in charge of controlling the internal affairs and diplomacy of the Bantu clan, so he naturally knew Xinzang's name for a long time, after all, the position of the Void Ancestor Grand Priest was not something that ordinary people could hold, and he did not have enough strength and prestige, so he would not be recognized by the Void Ancestor people at all.

"Patriarch Orka is also young, I heard your name when I was a Void Ancestor, your talent in swordsmanship is no worse than that of your brother Buwanga, if there is a chance, I would like to see your swordsmanship in Orka." Xinzang smiled and twisted the prayer beads, and the Shikijin Suzaku behind him circled around him, surrounded by ice and snow, and Shikijin Suzaku also felt it from time to time.

"Let's talk as we go, Orka, has anything happened in the camp in the days I've been away?" Buwanga stood aside with his arms crossed, and when he saw that several people had finished speaking, he invited Xilan and the two to go inside, walking in the makeshift camp, and receiving the salute of many Bantu people, Buwanga looked around at the dense tents and was very satisfied, and then asked Orka.

"Except for one thing, there is nothing else worth mentioning, after you left, brother, Rabina returned with the team." Orka shook his head, and then continued, "He also brought a foreigner, but now he is already a distinguished guest of my Bantu clan, and I have given [Snow Honor] to this distinguished guest. ”

"What?" Buwanga was shocked, what kind of distinguished guest could make Orka so moved? Even the most precious gift of the Bantu tribe, the Snow Honor, was given away.

"Brother, you also know that many clansmen fled their camps in a hurry, and there was no time to bring livestock or anything, and the dry food that most of the clansmen carried with them was exhausted in only three days, and in the end, I could only use the food emergency of strategic reserves, but it didn't seem to last long."

"In the end, it was the distinguished guest who helped the Bantu people through this hurdle, he is a magician, he has a surprisingly large space with him, and he actually carried a large amount of raw meat in the space, it is because of his act of giving a large amount of food, I am the [Snow Honor] sent out, at that time the camp was too difficult, I was afraid of the arrival of the next day, because I couldn't bear to see the people full of expectations and finally disappointed to leave, patriarch, can you understand my feelings?"

Orka's eyes turned red after a few words, if the people escaped from the clutches of the ice dragon and died in the camp, Orka felt that he would be a sinner of the Bantu tribe, and he would not be able to see his brother Buwanga again.

"I see! I didn't think about it before, I didn't think about this, it's really hard for you these days. Buvanga patted Orka on the shoulder and shook his head repeatedly, he really forgot that there were more and more people gathered, and the food in the temporary camp must not be enough.

"A magician? Interesting, someone is one step ahead of us, Grand Priest, wait for you. Xilan laughed cynically, and was also interested in the outsider he had never met, and he really didn't know how the other party knew about it so quickly and was able to come to the Stroo Plateau so quickly.

"I don't have a deep understanding of magic, after all, I am an exorcist, and the most cultivated is the skills of the priesthood, but if the other party is famous, I may have heard of it, after all, it has not been long since the magician appeared on the mainland, and the few who are famous are all staying in the Mage Guild in Hutton Marr, or teaching at the Mage Academy."

"Just check it out, hehehe." Seeing this, Silan proposed, and Buwanga nodded, he also wanted to see this distinguished guest who had made great contributions to the Bantu people.

"Please follow me." Seeing this, Orka changed direction and walked towards the direction where Wang Yan's tent was, these days Orka had traveled to every corner of the temporary camp, and naturally knew that Wang Yan lived next to the tent of Rabina and several of them.

Soon after, the four of them came to Mintai's tent, and the clansmen who had already heard the news stood aside and saluted a few people, and Orka stepped forward to open Mintai's tent, but found that it was empty, and no one knew where they went.

"Rabina, they went to the door to greet the patriarch, and should be back soon." A clansman who lived on the side reminded him that Buwanga's eyes fell on the white tent next to him, and his eyes froze, this tent looked very unusual in material, and it should be the noble guest's tent if it was not surprising.

"Wait a minute." Buwanga actually made a rare proposal to stay and wait, Orka thought about it and nodded without saying anything, Xilan and Xinzang naturally had no opinions, and even Xilan was interested in Wang Yan's tent, walked around the tent, pinched his chin and smacked his tongue, he couldn't understand what material Wang Yan's tent was made of, neither leather nor cloth, or this magician with a mysterious origin was not from the Arad continent at all?