Barrett followed Ivita nervously, finally understanding what the guide Jean meant by "Praise for Life".

It's not that the barbarians are slow to react, but in the tradition of the Nords, the sad and solemn matter of the funeral is taken more seriously than the people of other kingdoms. This is why the Nords abandoned the cremation that was enforced during the Magic Empire and reverted to burial.

They even consider the burning of corpses to be a kind of desecration of the dead, let alone the so-called "celebration of life", which is completely unimaginable.

The reason why our barbarian adventurer was able to react was not on his own, but because the Red Crab guy chuckled under his breath next to him, "Go ahead, I've heard that the Centaurs are very easy to ride, no, I mean, very good mounts." ”

Is it really easy to ride?Barritt's gaze involuntarily fell on the butt of the centaur girl in front of him because of these words. The light was dim, but the silhouette of the shadow was still intriguing.

He'd seen it many times before when he'd been treating Ivita's wounds, and the round, firm part wasn't supposed to be of interest to humans. Because it's not much different from a horse's hips, except that the skin looks more delicate and smooth. If you can feel this kind of scene, then the coachmen are too "tired" when they usually work.

But strangely, Barrett did have some inexplicable strangeness in his heart because of the vague outline. Why is that? Just because its upper body is the same as a human? He wondered to himself about this amazing question.

"My people don't think death is painful. The centaur girl paused and turned to look at Barrett, "But I've always been terrified of it. ”

The barbarian looked away in a panic, "There's nothing wrong with this, life should be in awe of death." He said in a pretended deep voice. But the subtle gasps and murmurs that came from time to time in the darkness around him diluted the heaviness of his words.

In the darkness, some glowing yellow or green fireflies are flying freely in the air with the refreshing fragrance of ash flowers. Barrett has heard anyone say before that the purpose of glowing fireflies is actually for courtship, and I don't know if this statement is true or not.

The two words that popped into his head made him feel uncomfortable, and the flowers were so fragrant that his nose was a little itchy. The brute rubbed his hand vigorously, his nose was comfortable, but the itch in his heart became more and more intense.

After hearing the barbarian's words, Ivita continued to walk forward, "Where does the soul go back when the life dies?" she asked softly, "The Karanta Priest has said that the souls of the people will return to the altar to nourish the sacred tree 'Gusata' and continue to protect the clan. ”

"Different souls have different belongings. Barrett followed, "Your Centaur souls can still return to the altar, while our human souls can generally only dissipate in this world, or enter the Nine Prisons of Barto. I've been there, and it's not a good place. ”

"Have you ever been to Hell?" Ivita stopped under an ash tree and gently kicked the ground with her front hooves, "Have you ever experienced death?"

"No, I went there alive because of an accident. It wasn't a fun experience, but thankfully I was able to come back alive. Barrett laughed, but found that his voice was a little dry, so he subconsciously swallowed, "If I had to name some places that I had been to once and didn't want to go a second time, then hell would definitely come first, at least for now." ”

"Looks like you've been to a lot of places. For some reason, the eyes of the centaur girl in the dark were still bright and moving.

"It's not much, at least not as good as a mage. The brute stopped at a distance of two steps from the other party, hesitating whether to take a step closer, "A friend of mine, the mage named 'Krees', once said that his dream is to make his footprints all the planes and corners of the multiverse ......"

A long groan from the darkness interrupted his words, and Barrett paused in embarrassment, waiting for the long chant's melodious end to fade before continuing, "Krees took the initiative to go to those places, and I was forced to go because of the mission, after all, I am an adventurer. He didn't really want to say that, but the silence only made the atmosphere even more eerie.

It was an embarrassing occasion that I should have refused, Barrett thought to herself. I just didn't react at the time, or was there something I was expecting?

"I have never left the Hanhai Grassland, because the world beyond the grassland is too dangerous. "The centaur girl slowly stroked the hard, no, firm, no, no, hard, strong trunk of the ash tree with her hand," said the Karanta priest, "beyond the grassland is a world that belongs only to you humans, and there is no room for other life. And once you get caught, the end will be miserable, just like 'Granta'. ”

Who is 'Grenta'? However, he didn't bother with this unfamiliar name, he just needed to know that she/he had a miserable end, "Not all humans are like the people in the kingdom to the south, at least I don't have much rejection of aliens. He said cheekily.

The attitude of the inhabitants of the Holy Araso Kingdom towards these species in the Hanhai Grassland is actually similar to the attitude of the Nord Kingdom towards the orcs, all of which are based on hatred. Barrett stands on the side of humanity and can't say who is right and who is wrong.

"Don't you reject aliens like Centaurs?" Ivita's tone revealed a hint of amusement.

"Of course, it's not just Centaurs, it's the same with other races. I had a very good dwarven friend, and we went on adventures together, and we had a very good relationship with each other. "Darkness is the best shield for a lie," Barrett said solemnly, "and he gets along quite well with halflings." "All races can mingle with halflings," I helped a misguided bear goblin get back to normal, and I did some ...... with the Drow Elves This, some more in-depth exchanges. ”

"Drow elves, I've heard they're all bad. ”

"In the bad species there are individuals who are good at heart, and vice versa. The barbarian suddenly remembered a book he had repeatedly studied, "The Biography of Wood", "The most important thing between different species is communication, right, heart communication." "That's what the book says.

Ivita walked gently towards him. Looking at each other, the centaur girl took Barrett's hand and placed it on her towering chest, "Tell me how to communicate." ”

"Well, this, I mean......" The brute was a little incoherent, and he didn't dare to move his palms, "although this way of communicating is very good, yes, very good, but I mean communicating with the mouth." "Damn, what am I talking about?

"Verbal communication?" Centaur leaned over and kissed him, "Is that so?"

The soft, sweet feeling made the brute want to pulse, and the last remaining reason gave a faint reminder. I shouldn't have done this, I shouldn't!" he thought again. Maybe tomorrow, maybe the day after tomorrow, I'll leave, and I don't know when the next time I'll be here.

But another voice in his head said to him, you shouldn't be measured by human values, she wants you to do it, just like the other centaurs around you. At this time, the tribute to the deceased is also a consolation to her.

Although there was a lot of contradiction in his mind, Barrity's other hand was wrapped around the other's waist without permission.

I don't know how long it took, and the lips slowly parted. The centaur girl Evita turned around, put her hand on the trunk of the ash tree, and pointed the round, plump part at Barrett, "Help me see, is the wound healing?"

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