Hilda, who was thrown dozens of meters away, got up from a smashed tent at this moment, drew the short sword at her waist, and rushed towards Minn with a roar. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Under the dazzling golden holy power, it was like a moth to a fire.

The expression on the face is hysterical!

It's just that before she could get within two meters of Mine's body, Hilda was grabbed by the golden giant hand and thrown into the distance again!

Again and again he got up from the ground and was thrown out again and again.

Even though her head was bleeding and covered in mud, Hilda didn't stop her madness.

The dwarves who were standing in the distance, who had wanted to rush over to help their patriarch, also began to hesitate under Hilda's crazy actions.

The patriarch and the human mechanically repeated the same thing over and over again, leaving them stunned in place, if that human wanted to kill Hilda, it was just a matter of moving a finger, but at this moment...... It's more like their patriarch is making trouble without reason!

From beginning to end, the human's expression was calm, while Hilda seemed to be on the verge of collapse!

Finally, after exhausting the last of her strength, Hilda fell limply to the ground on Mine's face with her dagger.

Tears flowed like eyes, repeating the same sentence over and over again.

"Why me... Why me..."

Even though Hilda has been in the gray area for many years and is a good ranger, her real age is no more than a half-breed dwarf who has just grown up.

Except for those who were destined to become leaders, it was still a little too early for her to carry such a burden at such an age.

The burden of the survival of the entire tribe weighed on her, as well as the great guilt of the 'death' of Meen and the rest of the people.

After years of self-isolation and compulsion, after meeting Mine, she began to tear her soul!

Meen looked at Hilda, who had stopped, sighed, and slowly lifted the holy power, and the gentle dwarven language sounded in his mouth.

"Hilda, everyone's growth is forged by countless tribulations, and after that, everyone has their own responsibilities that they cannot escape. ”

Hilda held on to her dagger as if she hadn't heard Meen's voice, and muttered to herself, "I'm not ready... If it weren't for the early death of my father...... No, I shouldn't have killed that white elf in the first place, it must have been my punishment......"

Looking at her hands, Hilda's whole body trembled.

"Tusa... Marino... Luke... Those who died, it's because of me... Because I..."

When he fled all the way from the laterite mines to the dwarven kingdom, even though he was escorted by Loren and Astyk, the Golden Hammer tribe still sacrificed nearly 100 people, all of whom were killed by the High Elves in front of Hilda's eyes.

For so many years, the huge guilt that thought it was all caused by himself almost ate away at Hilda's soul!

It was entirely because the tribe had not been able to gain a foothold in the human world that Hilda forcibly mustered up her spirit and struggled to support herself.

The royal family has repeatedly sent people to negotiate, as well as the exploitation of the dwarves by the local nobles, under great pressure, Hilda's spirit has always wandered on the verge of collapse.

It's just that she's covered everything up so well that no one can spot the anomaly.

Mine's arrival is more like a key that opens Hilda's heart, which has been closed by the door.

The dwarves were surprised to see Hill's big appearance.

How could a patriarch who had always been very strong in the face of humans become like this?

And for those older dwarves, Hilda is more like their child.

Having seen the kingdom's envoys more than once, they could imagine how much pressure Hilda was under to gain a foothold in this foreign land.

Hearing Hilda's self-talk just now, as well as the facts of what the human said, it was only at this moment that they suddenly realized that Hilda, as the patriarch, was just an adult girl!

At this point, except for Hilda's sobs, the entire dwarven camp was silent.

All the dwarves stood in place, their eyes on their patriarch, and they didn't say a word.

Perhaps Samier and Nicole Bran had made such an impression on him that he subconsciously thought that every young girl would be as resilient as they were.

Walking over and bending down to help Hilda up from the ground, Meen reached out to wipe the tears from the half-blood ranger's face and smiled, "Have you calmed down?"

Hilda seemed to have just come to her senses, "I... I..."

"Don't blame yourself, do you think someone can hurt me easily?"

Pausing slightly, his golden pupils radiating warmth, "Hilda, I once said to you, 'The Holy Light watches everything', and from beginning to end, he has been watching your heart. ”

The calm voice made Hilda a little overwhelmed, and her eyes were flustered, "But I was going to kill you just now, don't you hate me?"

Mien smiled, "Did you forget what I just said so quickly?"

Is the Light really looking into one's own heart?

After venting, Hilda, who had gradually regained her senses, looked at Mine's eyes in a daze, and at this moment, those golden eyes seemed to penetrate everything.

It was also at this moment that Hilda felt the presence of the Light so truly for the first time!

At this moment, an elderly dwarf stepped out of the crowd that had been silent for a long time, and although his hair and beard had turned white, he was still as strong as a young dwarf.

Ekasin Iron Melter Golden Hammer, the most prestigious elderly dwarf of the entire Golden Hammer clan except for Hilda.

Walked up to Hilda's side, and placed her broad, calloused palm lightly on her back.

Looking at Hilda, her voice was heavy, "Kid, don't carry everything alone, don't forget, there are still us here." ”

With tears on her face, Hilda looked at Akashin with guilt, "But Luke, they're all because of me..."

The old dwarf interrupted Hilda, his eyes extremely determined, "It was the High Elves who killed them, Hilda, if you don't come to save us, everyone will die in the laterite mines, it was you who saved the Golden Hammer Clan." ”

As the voice of the old dwarf fell, all the dwarves, including him, fell to their knees on one knee.

Ekazin picked up one of Hilda's hands and looked at Hil's big eyes too much, "Although you may not think that you are a qualified tribal leader, we all remember your sacrifice, Hilda, if Leo were still alive, he would be proud of you!"

"Uncle Ekasin..."

Hilda looked at all the clansmen kneeling on the ground in surprise, and her eyes began to glow, "Everyone..."

At the same time, several chantings rang out from among the kneeling dwarves.

"It's all because of the High Elves!

"It's all because of those damn long ears!"

All this time, Hilda has always carried all the sins on her own.

But at this moment, seeing the familiar faces of the clansmen, the guilt that was originally like a mountain is like a fine dust that can be blown away by a light wind.

"Ding! The final stage of Hilda Golden Hammer Saint Quest has been completed. ”