Babel is a falcon of the tribe.

Judging by the textual notes, she is not a pure desert dweller either.

Her parents were both Akademiya scholars, and before Babel's mother gave birth, the couple arrived in the desert because they wanted to study the pilgrimage route of the Honey Flower Sea.

Of course, there should be other reasons for this, after all, for a mother who is about to give birth, it is obviously not a normal choice to choose to go to the desert at this time because of research - of course, it is possible that it is really two fanatical scholars.

However, one of the speculations given in the text is that the man's status is low, and he may have desert people's blood, and the woman is from a sage family, so this is quite a classic elopement plot.

The parents' question is over, back to the story of how Babel became a falcon.

The story is relatively awkward.

During the critical period when his wife was about to give birth, the husband disappeared directly, leaving only the mercenaries to take care of Babel's mother.

Obviously, mercenaries are unlikely to be good at delivering babies.

As a result, Babel was born, and her mother, who barely gave birth to her daughter, also died due to fertility problems.

The mercenary chose to kill her to avoid more pain.

Later, the mercenary found Babel's father in the desert, and he asked for a commission, but the man who was lost in the sand naturally couldn't get it.

So Babel's father also died.

What should we say about this story······ It's outrageous.

The bottom line of mercenaries is like this, and no bottom line is their consistent criterion.

Dehya will always be in the minority.

And she can talk about righteousness and not interests because her relationship with the Humayi family is too good.

The owner of the Humayi family regarded her as a daughter, and the eldest lady accompanied her since she was a child, and the big merchant hired Dehya and her mercenary group [Blazing Hunting Beast], which can be said to have wrapped this dumpling for this bowl of vinegar.

They don't need to hire these mercenaries to do anything, they just want to give this group of mercenaries a reasonable opportunity to make money.

Dehya's life was far from poor, so she had ample opportunity to develop noble qualities.

But that's not the case with normal mercenaries.

When survival is a problem, no one can expect them to have any moral bottom line.

The two scholars hired mercenaries and arrived in the desert when the wife was in labor, and then the husband disappeared into the sand, leaving his wife in the care of the mercenaries······ Absolutely, I can only say absolutely.

This result can only be described as comical but reasonable.

In the end, the mercenary took Babel back to the Tanit tribe, and after being trained by the Tanit tribe, she became the tribe's falcon, and finally became the master mother of the Tanit tribe in the plot line.

The whole story is a bit of a twist, but Babel is inspirational.

Babel has adopted many righteous sons, and the righteous sons are her tools.

Rama is not special.

Seriously, every elder has his own tools at his disposal, but in the end, the tools still depend on the person.

Their methods are not as good as Babel's, and in the end, they will inevitably be cleaned up by Babel's control of righteousness.

Rama's expression was calm.

When a person is not capable enough but wants something beyond her ability, fate will show its joyful side.

Rama wants to do more than Babel, but he has a chance to succeed, and Babel will only fail.

Her failures should not be ridiculed.

Rama knows what Babel doesn't know and has what Babel doesn't, so his success is not too proud compared to Babel's failure.

Whenever you want to criticize others, you have to remember that not all people in this world have those advantages that you have.

Rama remembered this, so instead of ridiculing Babel's stupidity, Rama sympathized with the adoptive mother's future.

Of course, this is a matter of position.

Babel was kind to him, and of course he sympathized with him even more.

But Yingmei and Babel have no friendship, and it is natural that she was killed by Yingmei when she did something to Yingmei.

"The core of the world is elemental power, but the means to master elemental power are not only the Vision of God."

Rama's expression was calm.

Babel took out the weapon that housed the Erling.

The holder of the Vision of God is very rare, taking Inazuma as an example, it was not until Yingmei arrived in Inazuma and stayed for a while that the shogunate staged a [Eye Hunting Ritual of the 100th Vision of God], from this point of view, the entire territory of Inazuma, including the [Genshin Impact] of Kaigi Island, will probably not exceed 200.

The situation should be similar in other regions.

The number of Genshin Impact is very rare, but it is not necessary to have a Vision to be able to drive elemental power.

Aside from Liyue's alchemists, the ronins of Inazuma are able to use the lost Divine Technique to temporarily power fire or thunder, while the Gilded Brigade of the Land of Sand and the Sea rely on beings called Doom.

Their weapons are sealed with broken spirits, which can be used to indirectly use elemental power.

And at the critical moment, you can directly call out the spirit to fight the enemy.

In different regions, elemental forces have developed differently.

Babel, of course, doesn't drive the Erling.

The warriors with weapons in their arms are not the masters of the Emerald, but they are the acolytes of the Eorling.

Once the Doom is called, someone must die to solve the problem.

Either the enemy, or the owner of the weapon.

She only wanted to educate Rama, but she still valued Rama's value.

Rama's expression was calm.

He didn't know about Babel... The name of the game is the skill of the monster of the [Blazing Sand Narrator].

Generally speaking, this is a long E monster in Kazuha and a little escape damage can be disposed of, and normal people can probably only remember that she will call a firebird.

The firebird is easy to kill, and she is even better after killing the firebird.

But it doesn't really matter.

Putting aside the appearance and looking only at the core, the skills of these regular monsters are nothing more than an application of elemental power.

Firewire, Firenet, Fireball······ Different elements bring different effects, which is called skill.

These abilities are really easy to crack.

Rama raised his right hand, and a crimson flame flowed in his palm.

He stretched out his hand and held the flame crystal bullet thrown by the magic weapon in the palm of his hand, and then slightly pressed it, directly crushing it.

Babel's breath paused.

It's just an opening, but it's over.

If she continued to fight, she would only be able to think about calling out to the Spirits to give it a go.

She couldn't control the Spirit—it didn't matter, the Spirit's wrath only needed for one person to die.

But just looking at the current situation, it is clear that the person who died will not be Rama.

So she regained her composure, and sanity regained the heights.

"You can't perfectly drive the spirits," Rama said, "Mother, this desert has never belonged to the desert people. ”

"And who does it belong to?"

Babel, who had mastered the scepter, took a deep breath.

"Five hundred years ago it belonged to the Red King, and after the Red King it belonged to the rainforest."

Rama put the Vision back in his pocket.

"It's not that the sand sea is without heroes, it's just that these heroes don't choose the sand sea."

"Cyno's strength is good, but he has become the Grand Tempestro of the Akademiya."

"Candace of Aaru Village is very capable, but she is not willing to take risks, she only wants to save Aaru Village."

"Tribes fight each other."

"Resources and talent are being plundered by the rainforest, you know the problem, they know it, but none of them want to change."

There is no shortage of heroes in this world.

What is lacking are heroes who are willing to stand up for the sake of the desert.

"You want to be a hero?"

"But I have to tell you, heroes are often playthings in the hands of tribal elders. ”

"They picked up a hero and told the tribe that it was what everyone needed."

"But they refuse to give power to the hero, only telling the hero that it takes to give and sacrifice."

"You are wrong, Mother." Rama's words were calm, "I don't want to be a hero, I want to be a Red King. ”

"His Majesty the King of Chisha?" Babel was silent for a moment.

"The god of the sand sea, the crown of the Red King." Rama corrected this statement.