Chapter 30: Heavy Rain
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"Kacha!"
The sudden thunder seemed to make the whole land and mountains tremble.
Standing at the end of the corridor and looking west, the turtledove saw a huge arc of lightning on the top of the mountain in the distance, glowing with cyan and red flames, falling from the endless sky and falling to the top of the mountain with a heartfelt heart.
The black banner stood like an unyielding bayonet, standing tall and motionless under the cyan lightning.
Immediately after, there was a rattling sound from the roof.
In the distance, a white mist suddenly rose on the flat ground, as if it was about to roll back into the sky.
It's really, what a spring rain!
……
"Turtledove, come and see!" Peso shouted loudly from the balcony of the room.
The turtledove was trying hard to find an ant under the black flagpole, but he couldn't find it.
"What's wrong?" The turtledove reluctantly withdrew his gaze.
"Look, they're coming!" Peso shouted.
Who?
Who's coming?
Ikadove sighed and returned to his bedroom--office.
Peso stood high on the railing of the balcony, and let the wind blow him around, but he would not come down. With a telescope in his hand, he was eager to poke his body forward by an extra centimeter.
"Who's coming?" Turtledove asked.
"Look, turtledove!" Peso shouted, but he didn't hand over the binoculars in his hand.
The Giant Hammer snatched him off the railing, snatched the telescope from his hand, and handed it to the turtledove.
The turtledove picked it up and looked down the mountain.
At first, he hadn't noticed anything, but soon, his movements froze.
He saw a line of fast horses running in his direction in the white sky. The knight at the head held high a white banner painted with a cyan flame pattern of fangs and claws!
Is that...... Oglala!
He's coming?
Before the turtledove had time to take a closer look, he saw another group at the edge of the telescope's view.
It's the same fast horse, and the knight at the head is also holding the same banner, and the flag has a fiery red flame pattern! The only difference is that the knight of this banner is still covered with feathers on his head.
The white mist enveloped him, making him look like a monster with four legs, two hands, and a single horn!
"Over there, there's still over there!"
Biso tugged at the turtledove's elbow and asked him to look to the other side.
So the turtledove adjusted the angle of the telescope, and saw another group of knights.
That's black flames!
The Hukpaha tribe, also here?
"Wow! I knew they were coming! ”
The peso screamed, climbed the railing again, and screamed at the bottom of the mountain!
As a peso who waited by the turtledove's side day and night, no one knew better than him how much the turtledove was looking forward to the tribes of the great plains being able to gather around him!
The pain of the turtledove is never told to others.
But Peso knew that the turtledove must have suffered more than everyone else.
He had seen turtledoves huddle alone in a corner and shiver in the dead of night. Such a lonely and helpless turtledove, every time Peso thinks about it, he feels like a knife.
And now, here they are!
"Turtledove, look, they're coming! They're coming! They're coming! ”
The peso reached out to the balcony.
"Alright, Peso, don't be so exaggerated, it's like you've invited them!" The giant clung to the railing, its neck struggling out like a curious goose.
"Haha!" Peso smiled disapprovingly, ignoring the giant hard rammer.
The turtledove put down the binoculars in his hand and let out a long sigh of relief.
It was only then that he realized that the torrential rain had crossed the eaves and was crackling on the three of them, and all three of them were already soaking wet.
"Hey, Big, of course they were invited by Peso." Turtledove said.
"What?" Giant Hard looked at the turtledove incredulously.
"Not only did they invite Peso, but you also invited them!" The turtledove put his hands on the shoulders of the two of them one to the left and the other to the right, and said to the white mountain, "They are invited by your pesos, by the giant hard, by the spotted, by the waterwheel, and by each of us...... Please! ”
In the white heavy rain, the shadowy people under the mountain were rushing in a panic, shouting.
A faint voice came into the ears of the three people on the balcony:
"It's raining! Fast! Fast! ”
"Bullwhip, go get the pickaxe back!"
"Charcoal! Charcoal! Don't get the charcoal wet! ”
"Hurry, hurry! Dig a canal here and divert the water into the river! ”
"I'm rubbing, who is this kid? Don't TM come here to make trouble, go back to hide from the rain! ”
Up and down the mountain, they were all busy.
……
"Report!"
In the midst of earth-shattering rain and lightning, a knight ran from a distance, against the wind and rain.
It's like a white water monster.
"Great victory! Great victory! Great victory! ”
The knight's voice was drowned out in the torrential wind, but almost everyone in White Rock City held their breath.
Then, in an instant, everyone shouted again, threw down their belongings, and rushed towards the knight.
"Great victory!"
"The waterwheel traveled three hundred miles overnight and broke Fort Derrick!"
"Derek Bruce's head is here, for the new city of White Rock City, congratulations!"
Seeing the surging crowd running towards him, the knight simply stood on horseback in the face of the fierce wind and rain, waving a dark object in his hand.
Snowy lightning illuminated his figure, like a madman.
But in the end, the wind and rain were too strong, and he didn't last long before he was blown off his horse.
A crowd rushed up and lifted him up.
He was carried by the crowd and came up the hill.
The turtledove stood on the balcony and waved at them.
I don't know if they can see it, but more and more people are rushing towards him.
Even under the building where the turtledove was, there were people who rushed into the rain barefoot.
There was a bare-bottomed guy running with his pants in one hand and shouting upstairs, as if he was afraid that the turtledove would not hear.
"Turtledove! Come out and see! We've won again! ”
……
There is no problem that cannot be solved by a victory.
If there is, win again!
The horse of the Needle Priest was slow, but luckily he had set off early and was closest to White Rock City.
So, he was the first to run to the foot of the mountain.
He saw the mad knight standing on horseback waving the black object in his hand, and the lightning shone brightly on him like a madman.
"Needle Priest? Why is it so noisy? ”
"Chief, they took Fort Derrick! They are victorious again! ”
"Oh...... Haha, hahaha! Oglala, who was in her arms, burst out laughing and struggled hard in the arms of the needle-weed priest. Fast! Hurry up ......"
"Chief, we have reached the foot of Mount Brak!"
"Oh, really?"
A gray head poked out of the thick coat and blanket.
In the white heavy rain, the eternal and unchanged Mount Brak suddenly crashed into his heart.