Chapter 12: The New Patriarch
Escaping from danger, Zach and the others ran wildly until they found that there were no pursuers.
As the day grew brighter and the sun was about to rise, they had to dodge the most lethal of the first rays of sunlight and enter the depths of the woods to wait for the first sun to end.
"Where are we going now?"
Mar leaned against the shade of the tree, his face sad, he had just escaped from the hands of the demons, and he was still a little frightened.
"We're going to find the people who have been captured!"
That's when Eli spoke.
"Hmm." Malor nodded, his face was sad, and he opened his mouth to say that he was not very optimistic, "Even if you die, you have to see the traces." ”
Hearing this, Zack, Eli and Mar were all silent and lowered their eyes, since the demon clan can do something to the negotiation partner, the remaining dozen or so clansmen who were captured may not be spared.
After a brief period of early sun, they set out to search for traces of their clan in the dense forest within two kilometers of the manor.
This time, the people of the demon clan did not lie.
They really found the clansmen in a forest two kilometers away from the manor.
It's just that their expressions are not relaxed, but mixed with sadness and anger.
Seeing that the place burned out, leaving only large traces of black ash, Zach's hand hanging at his side turned his anger into a fist, pinching it desperately, letting his nails sink deep into the flesh, letting the pain relieve the pain in his heart.
"Tom!"
With a muffled thud, Malor fell to his knees and said sorry to the ashes on the ground over and over again, feeling so guilty that he wanted to die together.
The black ash on the ground is the perfect masterpiece of the first sun, which turns the corpses of Revorno into powder, which perfectly preserves the state of the corpses before they existed, and the general shape is vaguely distinguishable.
Without exception, these powders have lost the part of their heads, which shows how miserable this group of young Revornor was before they died, and they were cruelly treated by the demons.
Near the ashes was a large and obvious blackened stain of blood, which stung Zack's eyes deeply: they had been decapitated and discarded after being drained of their blood!
"This demon didn't want to let us go at all!"
Eli was furious, and slammed his fist on the trunk of a nearby tree, shaking off some yellowed leaves, which swayed and fell to the ground, as if he was also feeling sorry for the tragic tragedy.
"I'm sorry, if I had been tougher, they wouldn't have been poisoned!"
Among the four remaining Revorno, Malor is the most painful, he originally didn't want to have a conflict with the demons, and to gain stability and protect the clan in the most peaceful way.
Unexpectedly, his indecision killed more than a dozen children, and he, an elder, failed very much!
Emotional, Eli realized that he had affected the Elder's mood again, and hurriedly reached out to comfort the Elder in pain, and Zach and Mal also came over.
"Elder, it's not your fault, the demon clan is despicable and shameless, and they have deceived us." Zach opened his mouth to comfort, "Fortunately, the holy weapon has not fallen into their hands yet, let's take this opportunity to go!" ”
"Yes, Elder, these dozen brothers died for the glory of Revorno, and there are countless Revorno people behind us who still exist, before the war begins, we must hurry up to organize the clansmen to converge and gather strength, so as to avoid today's tragedy from happening again!"
Mar on the side also spoke out to convince him, a defeat does not mean that the whole clan has failed, although their Revornor strength is loose, but when they are really threatened, the strength they have gathered cannot be underestimated.
Their demons have taken the initiative to offend, and they can't sit still, they have to take countermeasures as soon as possible, as long as the holy weapon is still there, the persecution will not stop.
Listening to their persuasion, Malor also realized that he was too weak now, and he had to cheer up, the holy weapon was still there, and the clan had not been destroyed, so why should he be decadent?
"You're right! We, Revorno, have never been soft persimmons to be manipulated, we must regain our strength and let the demons know that Revornor is not easy to mess with! ”
Malor changed his tiredness and looked back at the three children beside him firmly, as an elder, he must give them spiritual support, and he has fallen, what can the children do.
But he also knew that as he got older, his thinking was not as firm as that of young people, so he silently made a major decision in his heart.
Without hesitation, Mallor took off the clan ring symbolizing the patriarch from the thumb of his left hand, a move that shocked Zach who was present, and they all exclaimed in surprise: "Elder! ”
I saw that Malor pulled Zack's left hand directly, put the ring on his left thumb, and said solemnly: "From today on, it will be Zach who will lead Revorno." ”
As he spoke, he raised his head, his gaze wandering between Mar and Eli, and instructed, "You two should assist him well and help him lead Revornor back to glory!" ”
Maal and Eli glanced at each other and nodded solemnly at Elder Mallor, "Yes, Elder!" ”
The moment he put on the clan ring, Zack's complicated emotions instantly rose out, and becoming the patriarch meant taking on more responsibilities.
This is Elder Malor's entrustment to him, it is also trust, and it is also a recognition of his ability, since this important task is entrusted to him, then he Zack will definitely live up to the entrustment and protect Revorno by any means!
Feeling the extra weight on his thumb, Zach looked at Elder Malor resolutely and promised, "I will not disappoint the expectations of the elders and lead Revornor back to glory!" ”
With that, he knelt down on one knee, placed his right hand into a fist on his left shoulder, and solemnly performed the most honorable courtesy to the former patriarch and elder Mallor.
Malor smiled reassuringly and helped Zach to his feet.
The four Revornor simply stared at the ashes of the sacrificial people for a moment of silence, and then set off to leave this place of right and wrong.
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The time of the night of travel.
The Guardians have left the city of Paris, intending to head south and continue their search for traces of the Revornor Bloodline.
In order to avoid wasting unnecessary time on the search, they agreed to spend another half a month on Revorno, and if there was no progress, they would immediately change the target.
After passing the night before, Sevi was indeed much more honest, and quietly followed the end of the line all the way, without saying a word.
Today, the sun is not dry, and it is very mild.
On the outskirts of the city, the gentle scenery around them slowed down the speeding procession.
The soft sunlight fell on them through the gaps in the unfallen leaves, and on the dirt road below, the golden fallen leaves paved the entire road, and as far as the eye could see, it was like a golden road paved with gold.
The horse's hooves leisurely step on the fallen leaves, rhythmically making a "rustling" sound, bringing people a relaxed and pleasant auditory enjoyment, always hoping that this leisurely and comfortable time can be slowed down.
Occasionally, a light breeze blows in their faces, with the unique mature breath of autumn, pouring into their noses, which is full of the freshness of nature, and can not help but make these children of the night feel the joy of the day.
Seeing that everyone was immersed in the intoxicating scenery, Jue also slowed down his speed, kept the team leader in front, maintained a high degree of attention at all times, and would enjoy the beautiful scenery around him in a leisurely manner.
in the ranks.
Except for the golden blood age that was too low and tightly wrapped, and could not see a little sunlight, the rest of the blood clan did not feel tired from the sun in the past, and they were all enjoying this rare leisure time.
Comfortably, Han Qingluo looked around and found that Jue's state was incompatible with other people's relaxation, the corners of his lips hooked, and he rode his horse to his side.
On the empty side, there was suddenly an extra figure, Jue subconsciously looked sideways, saw Han Qingluo's smiling face, and only heard her say softly: "Don't tense your nerves, you will be very tired!" ”
A light smile appeared on Ben's face, expressionless, and he gently pulled the reins and stopped the horse under him.
Seeing this, Han Qingluo also stopped his horse, and looked at Jue's next move suspiciously, only to see him turn over and dismount, and throw the reins to Yuke on the side.
He walked straight to Han Qingluo's side, grabbed the corner of the saddle and turned over and sat directly behind her, his broad chest completely covered Han Qingluo's thin body, and his strong arms wrapped around her entire body in his arms.
Naturally, he reached out and took her hand holding the reins, and whispered in her ear: "Let's go!" ”
The cold breath suddenly made Han Qingluo's ears red, and she was stunned for a few seconds, then consciously gave up the stirrup and handed over the control of the horse to the blood clan man behind her.
This sudden intimacy made her heart beat faster than when she kissed.
The clear touch from the back made Han Qingluo's mind instantly outline Jue's perfect figure when he was naked, the rugged bumps, tight and strong, which fully showed that this guy was the best who was thin in clothes and skinny in undressing.
"Woohoo!"
Han Qingluo subconsciously closed her lips, and actually made this embarrassing sound, she was so hurried that she wanted to raise her hand to wipe her mouth, but realized that her hand had been held by Jue, if she pulled her hand at this time, wouldn't there be three hundred taels of silver here?
In embarrassment, the red at the base of her ears spread to her face like an infectious disease, and the worst thing was that she seemed to hear a chuckle behind her.
He found out?
Han Qingluo's face wrinkled, and she was even more embarrassed, if she let Jue know that she was thinking about something else, wouldn't she laugh at her?
Although they are together, except for kissing and hugging and holding hands, other deeper things are not involved!
Yes!
Finished!
She is roaring and crying in her heart, will Jue think she is a pervert? Since then, your image has changed dramatically?
Just as she was thinking about it, the faint jolting came to an abrupt halt - the horse beneath her stopped.
Jue's magnetic voice full of temptation suddenly sounded in his ears: "It's cold, don't get sick." The tone was flat, and no other emotion was detected, just like natural concern.
Between the words, Jue had already untied his shawl and put it on Han Qingluo's body.
The wide shawl shrouded his body, and Han Qingluo's nervous mood just now also disappeared with Jue's words, glad that he misunderstood his true intentions.
The hands that were freed up by taking the opportunity also seized the opportunity to wipe off the residual saliva at the corners of their mouths and destroy the evidence of the "crime".
Jue indifferently tied her shawl, as if she didn't notice anything unusual in her before she came out, and naturally finished all this, holding the reins, the stirrups moved, and the horse under her got the command, and began to move the horse's hooves slowly again, moving forward.
After this short stay, they had already fallen behind a lot, and looking at the few obviously accelerated figures in front of them, Han Qingluo looked away embarrassedly.
Invisibly, another wave of dog food was sprinkled, sin!
Jue looked ahead, hurried the road seriously, as if he had thought of something interesting, the corners of his lips couldn't help but rise, and even his eyes flashed with a happy light, and in just a moment, he regained his calm.
Slowly, the leafy trail soon came to an end.
After enjoying the scenery and enjoying this short leisure time, it is time to step up and hurry.
Out of the forest pass, Jue returned to his horse, and the team headed for the planned route again.