Act 145: The Hope of Wen Yan (Part 3)

“Pizos？” (Elvish: Daddy?) ）

The little girl immediately raised her head and asked in surprise with her back on her face.

"What about your daughter?" Brando frowned.

"I will take care of her, Finya's mother is my adopted daughter......" The elder was silent for a moment, then replied, "So don't worry, my lord, besides, Bolton is of his own free will, and he is grateful that you can bring back Funya......"

He paused and stroked Funia's hair, "Of course, if you don't want to stay and lead everyone, in fact, I would prefer that I can be your guide." I'm more familiar with this forest than Bolton, so I hope you can understand......"

There was silence for a while, as mercenaries, they knew no more about the Black Forest than Bran. There are more terrifying legends about this place than the most terrifying bedside stories that have been circulated in Erouin and are designed to scare children.

"What about her mother?" But only Antitina asked, frowning.

Brando's heart moved slightly when he saw the little girl's hand clutching the corner of her father's coat tightened.

The elder sighed and replied with some reminiscence, "Funya and her mother are half elven blood, and she used to be the prettiest girl in our village, and the happiest girl when she married Bolton - unfortunately, in the last 'hunt', in order to protect the others......"

Brando grinds his teeth.

Of course he knew what hunting was. In most of Vaynd'erd, the nobility regarded the conquest of the barbarians as hunting—a custom that had been established for centuries. However, this activity has become a symbolic act in most places, as the actual barbarian invasion has long since disappeared after the First Holy War.

In fact, today, except in the Tony Goya region, you can rarely see the most ferocious enemies of civilization.

And the so-called 'barbarians' like the Senia are just a 'misunderstanding' deliberately created by people like Grudinin in order to satisfy their perverted hobbies. It's just that such misunderstandings are not only for the aristocracy, but even for the majority of the populace.

"Okay." Brando finally nodded: "Straight to the point, since you've decided." Naturally, I don't object, but this matter is not a trivial matter after all, how long do you need to prepare? ”

He glanced at Bolton and thought to himself that there should be no problem in guaranteeing this guy's life with his own ability, after all, there are three gold-level strength stores in his team, which is different from ordinary adventure teams.

In contrast, he was actually more worried about the people who stayed outside.

But the Senia elder had already nodded, "My lord, there is nothing else to worry about. But I would like to warn you that perhaps you are not familiar with the Black Forest behind us, and in fact it can become very dangerous in the fall. Especially when winter approaches, animals will become more aggressive due to hunger, not to mention monsters, in fact, I built yì ......"

"It's okay," Brando interrupted, "as long as you take us through the forest - we just want to go through the forest, and as for the rest - we can solve it." ”

The old man was stunned, opened his mouth but did not speak.

He obviously didn't think that Brando was looking for a druid in the forest, who had been in seclusion for nearly four hundred years and had almost never had any contact with the outside world. It's just that the young people are familiar with the habits of those who have a strong sense of territory, and believe that as soon as they enter the forest, they will definitely attract those 'beasts'.

And with Brando's experience, he believes that it is not too much trouble to find them out in reverse when the time comes.

As for finding the druid, how to convince them to take him to the fabled lost temple of Varhara is another question. It's just that Brando has now made up his mind to change his original plan, and is ready to find the legendary dusty kingdom first, and then go to join the tiger sparrow.

The reason why he did this was also because of a series of troubles he had encountered recently. With more and more enemies looming in front of him, and time is running out, he has to look for a quicker solution. It's just that how to gain the trust of the druids is a problem. The neutral forest hermits have always been suspicious of outsiders, and although they were once allied with humanity, this relationship was long since destroyed in the First Holy War.

This question made him a little distressed for a while, but he could only take one step at a time. After all, druids are different from the silver elves, who completely enclose the channel of contact with the outside world, while the druids are not completely isolated from contact with the outside world.

It's just that this contact is very rare.

The Senia Elder thought for a moment, although he did not suspect that these people had other intentions, but judging from Yoel's description, the other party had the strength to raze their village to the ground, so it seemed that there was no need to play any conspiracy.

What's more, they also destroyed a whole squad of noble cavalry.

As soon as he thought of this, the old man was inevitably a little frightened. But at the same time, he was worried and afraid, unlike the young men of the village, and his insight told him that Baron Grudinin would never rest on his laurels, fearing that retribution would soon follow.

At that time, how will the village resist it?

So he originally wanted to leave Brando's party behind, at least this winter. It's a pity that he didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, he was blocked back by the other party. This made him think that this person didn't care about their life or death, he just wanted to make a deal with them.

However, it was this deal, the old man weighed it, and it seemed that they were not qualified to refuse. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh more deeply, looking a little helpless.

"I see, sir." The old man leaned over and replied helplessly: "I will do my best to arrange it for the adults, please rest assured." ”

Hearing this, Brando remained silent and just nodded.

……

Looking at the back of the Senia elders leaving, Brando finally felt relieved. But he couldn't help but sigh, he didn't understand the elder's worries, but he didn't have time to stay here for the whole winter.

Besides, it may not be useful to stay—

He didn't mind that he had done the qiē of sù Grudin, but he couldn't guarantee that the moody, baronial-skinned scum wouldn't be angry because of it.

Or rather, anger is almost inevitable.

"Brando, can we help them?" It was Roman who tugged at his sleeve on the side.

"Unless they are willing to go into the forest with us, but even then we can't provide them with enough food to survive the winter. The only place nearby where you can buy food is Grudin's territory, but do you think little Roman will provide it to us? The young man asked calmly.

Miss Merchant's eyes flashed.

"I'll stay." The red-haired girl sat on the side, her halberd pressed over her shoulder, and she turned her head to look at Brando with amber eyes.

Brando touched his forehead—in the same place on Akane's forehead, the black pattern was spreading like a shadow. Everyone understood that she had nightmares every night and could barely breathe, but the girl did not say a word about her situation when she was awake.

"You can't stay, Akane." He sighed and replied, "I don't even dare to let you stay too far away from me, you have to spend a few months here, it is too dangerous for you and for these people. ”

The red-haired girl gritted her teeth and snorted softly, as if she didn't care about her state. But what Brando said touched her, and she really couldn't stay, or if she became an oracle, these people would die.

Antitina looked at everyone here, and also didn't say a word, although she didn't like the Senias, but in the face of this scene, she couldn't help but clench her fists.

At this time, Brando, who was on the side, stood up, his whole black coat, and then breathed a sigh of relief. He glanced around and said, "I'll go out for a walk—"

Everyone was stunned.

In their minds, the young lord didn't look like a man who liked to wander around. However, Brando saw that the tiger sparrow and Akane were about to follow subconsciously, and hurriedly stretched out his hand:

"Tiger Sparrow, Akane, you stay. Let me be alone for a while, and you can rest and prepare for the rest of your trip. ”

The tiger sparrow and the red-haired girl were slightly stunned.

Be alone and still?

……

There is a well-known custom among the Senians that the soul of man hovers over the living after death, and that they can navigate the harsh environment of the Black Forest for generations. Therefore, they built longhouses for the deceased, and the most important places of discussion in the clan were also located in the longhouses.

Therefore, the soul of the deceased can go through every moment that determines the life and death of a tribe with the living.

However, at this moment, a dispute was ushered in in this sacred longhouse.

"I don't agree" The young man shook his head vigorously earlier, "Phnia was rescued with great difficulty, which means that the goddess Niya doesn't want to see such a result, but now we have to send her back, what is this called?" ”

"If we don't send it back, we'll all die," said a thin middle-aged man gloomily, "Of course, we don't want to, but we have no choice." ”

He gritted his teeth: "Isn't it enough that we have seen life and death, Funia's mother also left this world for the same reason, but this qiē is for the wish that others can live, this is the sacred agreement of our Senia people"

"Of course, if one day the tribe needs me to accomplish this task, I will say the same-" He glanced at the young man, "Now we need to be persistent and calm, and do not forget that the tribe does not rely on impulse to hold on to this day." ”

"Bolton, Funia is your daughter, tell me about it." He looked back.

The middle-aged man clasped his hands and said nothing.

"Is there no other way?" The young man gritted his teeth and asked, "How can we give away our own compatriots?" ”

"Why don't we go into the forest."

The elder shook his head, the crops in the field had not yet been harvested, and now the people who hid in the forest could only face the end of freezing to death and starvation.

"Then watch Funya die?"

"You can't say that, the Baron said that he wanted to take Funia as his adopted daughter, didn't he say last time, as long as Funia is sent over, not only do we not have to hide in the forest, but we can also become real lords......"

Someone in the crowd whispered.

Everyone was silent for a while, taking Phonia as an adopted daughter? Everyone knows that this is just a deception, how can a lord adopt a Senia, even if he is half elven blood.

What's more, how filthy and dirty those nobles are, it is also a fact that everyone knows about it.

"Aren't you ashamed to say such things?" The young man sarcastically said coldly.

"That being said, isn't that also a no-brainer? Or if the Elder thinks it's worth it, we're going to have a real fight with those guys, Elder? The middle-aged man snorted coldly.

The argument inside the longhouse gradually became louder and louder, even reaching all the way outside the longhouse.

Brando listened quietly, sitting quietly on a rock, quietly looking at the little girl with green hair crouching beside her. The latter looked at the ants on the ground in a daze, and his expression was calm, as if he had not heard the quarrel in the house......

"Funia," the young man finally asked, "you understand me, can you?" ”

The little girl was slightly stunned.

She looked up at him with emerald green eyes, a little surprised.

"Right...... I'm sorry, brother......" she replied with difficulty, word by word, but this time in Cruz.

"It's okay," Brando shook his head, he said, "I knew you were there to protect yourself at the time, it seems that Funya is a very smart child-"

The little girl smiled slightly and smiled sweetly.

Then she thought for a moment and said, "Big brother...... Brother, I'm ...... In place of Dad, take you ...... Let's go ...... Forest, is that okay? I...... Also know ...... Forest ......, Mom, teach me ......"

Brando felt his heart soften, but he sighed slightly and shook his head.

"Phnia, even if you take us into the forest, even if you're no longer here, the Baron will still come to you, do you understand?" This time, the young man replied in Elfish.

Funia was stunned for a moment, and her expression quickly darkened.

"I'm sorry." Brando replied quietly.

The little girl bit her lip.

But it was at this time that the quarrel in the longhouse became intense—

……

(PS: I was going to update the character table today, and sort out everything about the level and equipment.) But these days, the love is not very stable, and the shoulders and neck have been very sore, and I really can't lift my spirit. I can only apologize to everyone here, especially Sister Hong, tomorrow will be updated, I'll go and rest, thank you.

In addition, Wen Yan's hope should have two more chapters according to the plan, and then enter the follow-up plot——)