Scene 145 Wen Yan’s Hope (7)

"Pizos?" (Elvish: Dad?)

The little girl immediately raised her head and asked in surprise.

"What to do with your daughter?" Brando frowned.

"I will take care of her. Funya's mother is my adopted daughter..." After the elder was silent for a while, he replied: "So don't worry, sir. Besides, Bolton is voluntary and he is very grateful to you for bringing Funya back." elegant……"

He paused and stroked Funya's hair: "Of course, if I don't have to stay and lead everyone, I actually hope that I can serve as your guide. I am more familiar with this forest than Bolton, and I hope that I can serve as your guide." You can understand..."

Everyone was silent for a while. As mercenaries, they knew no more about the Black Forest than Bran. There are more terrible legends about this place than the most terrifying bedside stories spread in Eruin, specially designed to scare children.

"Where is her mother?" But only Antitina asked with a frown.

Brando felt a slight movement in his heart when he saw the little girl's hand tightening on her father's clothes.

The elder sighed and replied with some reminiscence: "Funya's mother is half elf. She used to be the most beautiful girl in our village, and she was also the happiest girl when she married Bolton. Unfortunately, after that, During a 'hunt', in order to protect others..."

Brando ground his teeth.

Of course he knew what hunting was. In most areas of Warnd, nobles regard the conquest of barbarians as hunting-this is a rule that has been established for centuries. However, this activity has become a symbolic act in most places, because the real barbarian invasion has completely disappeared after the first holy war.

In fact today, except in Toni Goya, you rarely see the presence of some of civilization's most ferocious enemies.

The so-called 'barbarians' like the Seniyas are just a 'misunderstanding' deliberately created by people like Grudin in order to satisfy their perverted hobbies. It's just that this kind of misunderstanding is not only for the nobles, but also for the majority of the people.

"Okay." Brando finally nodded: "Let's get down to business, now that you have decided. Of course I don't object, but this matter is not a trivial matter after all. How long do you need to prepare?"

He glanced at Bolton and thought that it would be no problem to ensure this guy's life with his own abilities. After all, there were three gold-level people in his team, which were different from ordinary adventure teams.

In comparison, he was actually more worried about those people staying outside.

But the elder of the Seniya people has already nodded: "Sir, there are no other issues that you need to worry about. But I want to remind you that maybe you are not very familiar with the black forest behind us. In fact, in After entering autumn, this forest will become very dangerous. Especially as winter approaches, animals will become more aggressive due to hunger, not to mention monsters. In fact, I suggest..."

"It doesn't matter," Brando interrupted him: "As long as you move us through the forest - we just want to go through the forest, and as for the rest - we can solve it."

The old man was startled and opened his mouth but no words came out.

He obviously didn't expect that Brando was looking for the Druid in the forest. The Druid had been hiding from the world for nearly four hundred years and had almost no contact with the outside world. It’s just that young people are familiar with the habits of those guys with strong territorial concepts, and believe that as soon as they enter the forest, they will definitely attract those ‘beasts’.

And with Brando's experience, he believes it won't be too troublesome to find them in reverse.

As for finding the Druid, how to convince them to take him to find the legendary lost temple Vahalla is another question. It's just that Brando has now made up his mind to change his original plan and prepares to find the legendary dusty kingdom first, and then join Huque.

The reason why he did this was also caused by a series of troubles he encountered recently. There are more and more enemies in front of him, and time is getting tighter. He has to find a faster solution. But how to gain the trust of the druid is a problem. Those forest hermits who abide by their neutrality have always been suspicious of outsiders. Although they were once allies with humans, this relationship had long since been wiped out in the first holy war.

This problem made him a little distressed for a while, but he could only take one step at a time. After all, druids are different from silver elves. Silver elves have completely closed off the channels of contact with the outside world, while druids, although secluded from the world, are not completely isolated from contact with the outside world.

It's just that this kind of contact is very rare.

The elder of the Seniya people thought for a while. Although he had not doubted whether these people had ulterior motives, judging from Joel's description, the other party was fully capable of razing their village to the ground, so it seemed that they had ulterior motives. There is no need to play any tricks.

What's more, they destroyed an entire group of noble cavalry.

When he thought about this, the old man inevitably felt a little frightened. But at the same time, he is also worried and afraid. He is different from the young people in the village. His knowledge tells him that Baron Grudin will never give up. I am afraid that revenge will follow soon.

At that time, how can the village resist?

Therefore, he originally wanted to keep Brando and his party, at least this winter. Unfortunately, he didn't expect that as soon as he opened his mouth, he was blocked by the other party. This gave him the idea that this group of people didn't care about their life or death, they just wanted to make a deal with them.

However, even with this deal, the old man weighed it up and it seemed that they were not qualified to refuse. Thinking of this, he couldn't help but sigh more deeply, looking a little helpless.

"I understand, sir." The old man hunched over and replied helplessly: "I will make arrangements for you as soon as possible, please don't worry."

When Brando heard this, he remained calm and just nodded.

…

Seeing the Senian elders and his party leaving, Brando finally felt relieved. But he couldn't help but sigh. He didn't understand the elder's worry, but he didn't have time to stay here and spend the whole winter.

Besides, it might not be useful to stay——

He didn't mind telling Grudin that he did all this, but he couldn't guarantee that the moody scum in the skin of a baron would not be angry about it.

Or it should be said that anger is almost inevitable.

"Brando, can we help them?" Roman tugged on his sleeve.

"Unless they are willing to enter the forest with us, even then we will not be able to provide them with enough food for the winter. The only place nearby where we can purchase food is Grudin's territory, but little Roman, do you think he will provide it to us? ?" the young man asked calmly.

The business lady's eyes flashed.

"I'll stay." The red-haired girl sat aside. She put the halberd on her shoulders and turned her head to look at Brando with amber eyes.

Brando touched his forehead - in the same place on Qian's forehead, black patterns were spreading like shadows. Everyone knew that she had nightmares every night and could hardly breathe, but the girl never mentioned a word about her situation when she was awake.

"You can't stay, Akane." He sighed and replied: "I don't even dare to let you stay too far away from me. You have to spend several months here. This is not good for you or these people." It’s too dangerous.”

The red-haired girl gritted her teeth and squeaked slightly, as if she didn't care about her condition. But what Brando said touched her. She really couldn't stay, otherwise once she became an envoy, these people would not escape death.

Antitina looked at everyone here without saying a word. Although she didn't like the Senyans, she couldn't help but clenched her fists when faced with this scene.

At this time, Brando on the side stood up, straightened his black coat, and then breathed a sigh of relief. He looked back and said, "I'm going out for a walk -"

Everyone was stunned.

In their impression, the young lord did not seem like a person who liked to wander around. But when Brando saw Huque and Akane subconsciously following him, he hurriedly stretched out his hand and waved:

"Toraque, Akane, you stay. Let me be alone for a while, and you should also take a good rest and prepare for the next trip."

Huque and the red-haired girl were slightly startled.

Be alone for a while?

…

There is a well-known custom among the Senians, that is, they firmly believe that people's souls will linger around the living after death, allowing them to survive in the harsh environment of the Black Forest from generation to generation. Therefore, they built longhouses for these dead people and set the most important meeting place within the clan within the longhouse.

Therefore, the souls of the dead can experience every moment that determines the life and death of a tribe with the living.

However, at this moment, a dispute broke out in this sacred longhouse.

"I don't agree!" The young man earlier shook his head: "Funiya was rescued with great difficulty, which shows that Goddess Niya does not want to see such a result, but now we have to send her back again. What's this called?"

"If we don't send them back, we will all die," a thin middle-aged man said gloomily: "Of course, we don't want to, but we have no choice."

He gritted his teeth and said, "Are we not seeing enough life and death? Funya's mother also left this world for the same reason, but all this is for the wish that others can live. This is our Seni A sacred agreement between demi-humans!”

"Of course, if one day the tribe needs me to complete this task, I will still say this -" He glanced at the young man: "Now we need persistence and calmness. Don't forget that the tribe does not rely on impulse to persist. Until this day.”

"Bolton, Funya is your daughter, please tell me." He turned around.

The middle-aged man crossed his arms and said nothing.

"Is there no other way?" The young man gritted his teeth and asked, "How can we give away our compatriots?"

"How about we go into the forest."

The elder shook his head. The crops in the fields have not been harvested yet. Now that the tribesmen hiding in the forest can only face the end of freezing to death or starving to death.

"Then just watch Funia die?"

"You can't say that. The Baron said he wanted to adopt Funya as his adopted daughter. Didn't he say it last time? As long as Funya is sent there, not only will we not have to hide in the forest, but we can also become real territorial citizens... "

Someone in the crowd whispered.

Everyone was silent for a while. Adopting Funya as an adopted daughter? Everyone knows that this is just a lie. How can a dignified lord adopt a Senian, even if he is half elf?

What's more, it's a fact that everyone knows how dirty and dirty those nobles are.

"Aren't you ashamed to say such things?" the young man said coldly and sarcastically.

"That's what I say, but isn't there no other way? Or if the elder thinks it's worth it, we can fight those guys with real swords and guns, elder?" The middle-aged man snorted coldly.

The arguments inside the longhouse gradually became louder and louder, even reaching outside the longhouse.

Brando listened quietly, sat quietly on a rock, and looked at the little girl with green hair squatting next to him. The latter stared blankly at the ants on the ground with a calm expression, as if he had not heard the quarrel in the house...

"Funya," the young man finally asked, "you can understand me, right?"

The little girl was slightly startled.

She raised her head and looked at him with emerald green eyes, a little surprised.

"I'm sorry, brother..." She struggled to answer word by word, but this time she used Cruz language.

"It doesn't matter," Brando shook his head and said, "I know you were trying to protect yourself at that time. It seems that Funia is a very smart child -"

The little girl smiled slightly, sweetly.

Then she thought for a moment and then said: "Brother...Brother, I...will take you...into the...forest instead of daddy, okay? I...also know...the forest..., mom, teach me... …”

Brando felt his heart soften, but he sighed slightly and shook his head.

"Funya, even if you take us into the forest, even if you are no longer here, the Baron will still come for you, do you understand?" This time, the young man answered in Elvish.

Funya was startled for a moment, and her expression soon darkened.

"I'm sorry." Brando replied softly.

The little girl bit her lip.

But it was at this time that the quarrel in the longhouse became fierce——

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(PS: I originally planned to update the character table today and sort out the levels and equipment. However, my mood has not been very stable these days, and my shoulders and neck have been sore. I really can’t cheer up. I can only do it first. I would like to apologize to everyone here, especially Sister Hong. I will update it tomorrow. I will go and take a rest. Thank you.

In addition, there should be two chapters of Wen Yan’s hope according to the plan, and then we will enter the follow-up plot——) (To be continued, if you want to know what the funeral is like, please log in, there are more chapters, support the author, and support genuine reading!)