The Minotaurs did not abandon their friendliness because they were given a cold reception in a human town, and they graciously invited Annan to the camp.

Annan soon learned the reason for the Minotaur's enthusiasm, through the complaint of the Minotaur patriarch: "The people outside sold us bread as hard as wood flour mixed with sawdust and sticks. ”

And Annan brought back their people, along with two small bags of semolina flour that did not contain impurities.

Annan glanced at the townspeople who were still selling goods on the outskirts of the camp, and without refusing the invitation, he walked into the camp with felt tents. The two-meter-five-to-three-meter-tall size of the minotaurs fills the field of vision, and even the cubs that chase and run are almost as tall as Annan.

Annan walking in the camp is like Soruman Copperbeard walking in the town of Hirabayashi.

Several female minotaurs were lighting a campfire in the open space in the middle of the camp, and the flames rose and gradually took on the same color as the western sky.

Annan saw the patriarch, the silhouette of a wall that looked like a wall, and his bare body was covered with the marks of the swords, chisels, and axes that had been killed. He stood in front of the minotaur patriarch like a child in front of a strong man.

And after knowing the cause and effect, the minotaur patriarch released goodwill to Annan.

"Why so many 'kids'?"

Annan looked at these little minotaurs, much stronger than Martin, whose immature horns were the only sign of adulthood.

But they should not be underestimated...... As pure minotaurs, they have a sturdy size and joint muscles that can easily lift anything over a hundred pounds.

They are born warriors.

"We have to stay in the snowy mountains for a long time, and children are the future of the race." Minotaur patriarch said.

As for the minotaurs in the camp, who were nearly three meters in size and sat by the felt tent and wiping giant axes, Annan had no doubt that they were elite-level. There are at least a dozen more in such a minotaur camp—

It's hard to imagine that Mr. Fast is a being of their parity.

With Annan and the longing Tasia, the minotaur patriarch came to a felt tent filled with faded feathers.

"Shaman, I have brought back a lost clansman."

The minotaur bowed his head in the felt tent, as if he heard something, and opened the door of the tent to let the apprehensive Tasia in.

Annan stayed outside, and after a little waiting, the old whispers melted Annan and Tasia's worries.

"Child, welcome back to the arms of your ancestors......"

The tribe embraced her completely.

As night falls, bonfires rise in the clearing to dispel the night. The minotaurs danced shadows around the bonfire to celebrate the return of a clansman.

Nothing seems to be able to resist their simple smiles.

Annan, who sat at the fire like a minotaur, was like a barrel with a plank missing. Next to him, the minotaur child, who was held by his mother and was only a little shorter than Annan, looked at it curiously.

These minotaurs are curious about Tasia's story in human society.

Tasia's image of Annan has always been smart and quiet. But at the Minotaur camp, she was infected by the atmosphere of the tribe and told about the past that even Annan did not know.

It was undoubtedly a sad past, but Tasia spoke calmly, full of vitality, and the broken horns seemed to glow in the flames.

“…… I thought I was going to die in the mines, but at this point, my human friend bought the slave contract, then tore it up, telling me to be free. ”

The eyes of the minotaurs looked at Annan at the same time. The minotaur patriarch slapped his chest: "Minotaurs like friends. ”

Annan smiled shyly, the firelight hiding his reddened cheeks.

At this time, the minotaur stationed in the camp came to the campfire dinner and said that a human and a dwarf had appeared outside the camp.

Mr. Fast and Soruman Copperbeard?

"Bring them here."

After a while, Mr. Fast and Soruman Copperbeard came to the campfire, followed by the Minotaur carrying several barrels.

"Brass said you and Tasia were here." Fast feared an accident with Annan.

"What about the tavern?"

"The Bard and Evelyn are here, and it's really not okay for the guests to settle the bill themselves."

Annan noticed that Fast did not seem to have called the bard by name.

Instead of leaving with Annan, Fast and Soluman Copperbeard sat down in front of the campfire.

The barrels they brought were quickly opened and loaded into wooden bowls. There's nothing like wine to get acquainted with a group of strangers. Soon, the campfire camp became lively, and the minotaurs also began a primitive and fun activity: wrestling.

Even Fast and Soluman Copperbeard went up in turn.

Annan knew that he was wrong to think so, but he couldn't help but imagine that Soruman Copperbeard was kicked out as a ball-

Tasia is undoubtedly a minor giant among humans, but is the equivalent of a minor minotaur in the minotaur race. She could only wrestle with those little minotaurs, and because she was weak, she was always thrown to the ground, but she had a smile on her face.

"You're not like those humans......"

The Minotaur patriarch came to Annan, who was sitting by the fire.

Annan knew exactly what the Minotaur patriarch was referring to - the cold reception suffered by the Minotaur in the town of Hirabayashi was just a microcosm.

He comes from another world and tends to respect and equality. Fast: They came from secret societies that promoted racial integration.

Fast and the Minotaur Patriarch get along well. He knows how to talk to other races. Speaking of the Snow Mountain Fortress, everyone is proud of it:

The Rikanr Kingdom has resisted the demon tide for hundreds of years, and has never let the demon step on the ridge of the snowy mountain - but the sentence itself makes it feel like something is going to happen.

Annan asked them about the demon tide, and Fast was almost immune to Annan's "ignorance", and briefly described that the north of the snow-capped mountain was the land of demons, and there were endless demons there.

It's just that neither Breeze City nor Pinglin Town Annan can see a sense of urgency.

Probably, the war is really far from them.

It was nearly late at night, and it was time for Annan to leave.

Tasia chose to stay, and Annan said goodbye to her: "I'll see you off tomorrow morning." ”

On his way back, Annan saw a strange figure sneaking around the camp.

Annan didn't care, no fool wanted to attack a camp with a bunch of elite minotaurs.

Back at the tavern, Annan borrowed some money from the dwarf, and the next day before the sun rose, he ran to the bazaar, rented a cart full of semolina and took it to the Minotaur camp, and then said to the townspeople who had come early in the morning to sell at a premium: "The Minotaur is about to leave, and you better sell it at a low price if you don't want it to rot in your hands." ”

The townsfolk who wanted to make a fortune not only couldn't blame Annan, but also thanked him.

The Minotaur patriarch gave Annan some small pieces of dog's head gold as a reward, and he did not refuse, and entered the camp to visit Tasia.

"I'll go to the snowy mountains to see you."

"I'll wait for you."

Tasia bowed her head and hugged Annan, and quietly stuffed him with a note.

The fence was removed, the felt tent was closed like an umbrella, and the minotaur convoy continued north along the road.

Annan stood in the pale morning light, watching them go away.

"Goodbye, my first friend."