"Even if you don't die, your life is really tough."
Watching the dirty girl climb into the tub, Lester took a look at the girl's dark and thin body and handed over the soap made from plant ash.
The alchemy process of Shurima is very advanced. Most of the technologies have been lost with the decline of the Shurima Empire, but the technology of soap preparation has been preserved, so that everyone can pick up something.
"Use this to wash. I've seen it. There are no wounds on your body. There is no need to worry about infection."
"Thank you, Master."
"Don't call me master, I'm not going to take you away either. This room is reserved for you. If Cecidis isn't stupid, he won't let anyone hurt you. You are safest here,
After your injury is healed, you need to walk the rest of the way by yourself. I can't take care of you forever, so don't talk about feelings with me. I'm not doing all this for you. "
Hearing what Lester said, the girl lowered her head again and silently rubbed her bruised body with soap.
No longer looking at the girl, Leicester wiped the blood-stained cold iron spear with the silk towel sent by Sesidis and said calmly.
"You must have learned to fight somewhere. Whether you fell down the stairs or fell to the ground, your defensive posture was perfect. You had a good teacher, which allowed you to survive. I believe you are here. You can grow a lot, you just need a knife, you just need to be a little stronger, and you can kill those three scavengers on your own."
"You kept me alive."
The girl looked at the man stubbornly, but the man didn't respond to her gaze at all, still staring at the spear.
"I just don't want three stinky rats to interfere with my eating."
"Thank you."
"For me, your thank you is enough. I will go out for a while, and you can stay here forever. You can also have someone get you a knife and leave at any time. The choice is yours."
"Can you please not leave?"
The girl's words of reluctance came from behind, and the man's steps just paused before continuing to move forward.
"Whether I leave or not seems to have nothing to do with you."
"will you come back?"
"have no idea."
With a "winter" sound, the luxurious mahogany door was closed. The girl lowered her head silently, looking at her poor body, and rubbed the soap onto her skin hard, wishing she could break the skin. Unfortunately, she applied it so hard to protect herself. At this moment, Dye lost his last bargaining chip.
As soon as he walked out of the door, Thesidis who was waiting outside the door came over with a stern look on his face.
"Sir, do you have any other instructions? I must go and do it right away."
"I will stay here for a while and get me a map of Mount Targon. It must have information on most of the forces on Mount Targon, especially the Targon Sect."
"No problem, sir, please rest here well, I will do my best to handle this matter."
Watching Sesidis bend down and leave, Lester also left the most luxurious hotel in Nerimajie.
As the core area of Nerimajie, when you walk on the street, you can see three teams of armored warriors constantly patrolling Lester. The shops and elegantly dressed residents here are also the most powerful part of Nerimajie. Helping people, relying on fish and meat from the oasis and rivers, the dilapidated Nerimajie actually became self-sufficient, feeding hundreds of thousands of people.
According to East's personal judgment, Nerimajie, with its superior geographical environment, is a battleground for military strategists. If you want to compete with Shurima, taking Nerimajie and cultivating it for more than ten years is enough. To raise a hundred thousand armored army that swept across the continent of Shurima, to the west is the Targon Mountains. There is no shortage of coal, iron and copper mines in the mountains, but for some reason, the great warlords on Shurima are always in a strange balance. No one can really crush it.
This is not to say that there are no ambitious warlords who have considered farming and exploding troops. In fact, there are already many amazing and talented people on the Shurima continent, but the end of these people often does not go well.
The Leites family that was wiped out by the Emerald Territory was once a member of the seed players fighting for the Shurima continent, but was skinned clean by Hector and hung on the city wall as dried meat. The human skin hanging on the city wall is probably as impressive as the Japanese fish flag. This also makes Nerimajie's skinning punishment the most cruel and deterrent method of punishment, which has been passed down in the Moore family.
After collecting his thoughts, Lester glanced at the giant peak to the west. Why did the man continue to conquer the Shurima continent? The man already had his own answer.
The Bible once told a story. At that time, the world's languages had not been confused by God. All the people on earth wanted to build a high tower leading to heaven. For mankind who are united, it was only a matter of time before the tower was built.
But if God knew about it, it would naturally not be possible. Before the Tower of Babel was built, God confused the languages on the earth. One hundred people have one hundred languages. Expressions in a hurry cannot be understood by others. People and people They could no longer communicate with each other, so they all took up arms and chose to silence Kuo Noisy's kind forever.
Shaking his head, Lester no longer looked at Mount Targon.
Wandering on the street, Lester observed everything around him. Until sunset, the man did not find what he wanted to find. However, according to Thesidis's attitude, Nerimajie would definitely have the Blade of Night. stronghold.
This is his only way to contact Sheena, and it is also the key to relying on the layout of the Emerald Territory.
After returning to the hotel, Lester ate some desert delicacies, returned to the room, and pushed open the door.
The girl put on a simple cloth and lay upright on the bed like a wild dark Dracula. The dirty bathtub had been disposed of, and the room was filled with flower petals. I have to say, Thesidis Still very good at pleasing people.
Even after taking a shower, the girl's skin still exuded a dull and ugly sheen. Her face and skin were black and gray, as if they were burnt. She looked disgusting, but her bones didn't look like an ugly ghost.
Hearing the sound of the door opening, the girl sat up in excitement. After seeing the man's calm face, the girl's face lit up.
"Master, I thought you wouldn't come back."
"As I said, don't call me master, my name is Lester. I just need to do something in this city when I come back."
"Master Lester, no matter what, I want to repay you."
"I don't need your reward."
"It doesn't need to be your business. It's my business to repay you. No matter what, I have to go home and give you my most important thing."
Lester was amused.
"What important things can a little girl have? Rather than talking about these useless things, it's better to talk about yourself. I like to listen to stories, as long as you tell them interesting enough."
The girl opened the window and pointed at the vast starry sky opposite the crescent moon. Under the starry sky was a steep mountain peak that reached into the clouds. Legend has it that a majestic giant god lived on that mountain.
That was the beginning of her tragic experience.
"My home is under that mountain peak. My father, Nelson, is a warrior of Lahorak. This year he was qualified to climb Mount Targon, but he never came back.
My mother was away fighting and died on the battlefield, leaving me alone at home. Originally, I was going to go to my uncle... A month ago, the bandits at the foot of the mountain suddenly looted the village. Although my tribe I defeated the bandits, but I was captured by them. Because I was too ugly, I was sold to Judd for one silver coin. He wanted to train me into a soldier who would die, but I I couldn't even pick up the knife, so he said I was a waste of money and a waste of his silver coin. "
"A silver coin? Then Judd may be really short-sighted."
The girl's eyes lit up.
"So how much do you think I'm worth?"
The man flexed his fingers and raised two of them with a smile.
"No more."
…
After two months of training, the girl named Octavia regained her health, but this was not the most joyful thing for her. Being able to persuade a powerful man to go to Mount Targon with her was what she was most proud of. Achievement, but she didn't know that the man's original goal was to reach Mount Targon, which happened to save a guide fee.
Riding on Old Baby's back, Octavia hugged the man's body from behind to prevent herself from falling off on the bumpy road. She lived a life of worry-free food and clothing in Nerimajie, and was almost raped. The damsel whose life has corrupted her understands the importance of power and strength.
Everything changed the moment Nerimajie's master knelt tremblingly in front of Lester.
She decided to embark on a quest for power.
In the next more than a month, Old Baby could only walk and rest. The road in the Targon Mountains was not easy to walk. Even if it could not compare with the steepness of Targon Mountain, it was enough to surpass most of the known places in Rune Land. mountains.
For Lester, who has been to Dragon Crest Mountain in Ionia, this kind of road is just the right way to hone his will.
Hone Old Baby's will, after all, only Old Baby screams the happiest.
The cold wind was like a bone scraper, and the frozen skin ached. From time to time, a few hungry beasts would jump down from the jagged rocks. Even the stones at his feet were blocking Old Baby's progress. Seeing Old Baby thoroughly Unable to walk anymore, Lester could only regretfully get off Scarash's back with the still useful two-silver-coin girl to prevent the old baby from overturning.
"It's very close. My tribe is at the foot of Mount Targon. We only need to climb over this mountain to reach it. It won't take a day."
Wearing a thick fur coat, Octavia pointed to the divine peak hidden in the sky.
"That would be great."
Pulling the reins of Old Baby, Lester raised his head and glanced at the darkening sky.
"It's time to find a place to camp. It's too dangerous to drive on the mountain at night. If we go any further, we'll inevitably die of a few wolf packs."
There was no suitable cave nearby, so the two found a leeward spot and lit a bonfire. Old Baby knelt on the ground as a wall and began to rest.
After eating some dried meat and stone cakes that he brought with him, Lester looked up at the other side of the mountain.
"What does Targon mean to you Rakkor people? Knowing that climbers will most likely not come back, isn't this a loss of powerful warriors in vain? If we include those climbers who died on Targon, You Rakkor people should be able to easily capture many villages and towns outside the Targon Mountains, why do you have to survive in such a harsh place?"
"Because this is our mission as Rakkor."
Octavia sighed.
"This is the origin of us Rakkor people, a root that we cannot cut off. We have been guarding the Holy Peak for generations. We must wait for the selection of the giant god, so we can't go anywhere. The Sun Sect and the The Lunar Sect controls everything, and apostates will be executed. Only Lahorak picks up a spear and buckler and goes to the foot of the mountain to fight the enemy and defend the tribe. However, Lahorak needs to listen to the words of the two giant sects, and many times he faces A short-staffed situation.”
"That is to say, the highest status among you Rakkor people is the priests of the two major sects of Lieyang and Bright Moon, followed by the most powerful military sect, Lahorak, right?"
"Yes, but the Sun Titan and the Moon Titan have left Mount Targon for hundreds of years. The Sun Sect and the Moon Sect, which have lost the glory of the giant gods, do nothing but recite scriptures and pray every day. If If they had done something, I'm afraid my father and mother would not have died.
The powerful La Horak was separated by the two major sects to serve as sect bodyguards. The remaining La Horak warriors who defended the tribe were simply short of manpower and had to deal with many enemies every time. "
"It seems the Rakkhor have a big problem."
Lester began to think about the significance of his coming to Mount Targon. In addition to helping the Sun Stars find and cultivate suitable hosts, he felt that he should also do something, such as making some arrangements, or thinking of ways to remove the seal.
One night passed, the two of them and the old baby successfully arrived at the ridge line of the outer ring of Mount Targon. From the ridge line, the terrain began to sink, forming a "U" shaped circular lowland with the rising terrain of Mount Targon. Like donuts,
The green land underfoot is full of spring colors. Dome wooden houses built by the Rakkor people can be seen everywhere. Cattle, sheep and some unknown Targon herbivorous creatures are grazing leisurely on the grass. Many towering wooden sentry towers have them. There was a warning device similar to a beacon, and warriors holding longbows were monitoring everything nearby. Lester soon noticed a group of fierce warriors looking at him fiercely with weapons in hand.
Viewed from a high altitude, the area at the foot of Mount Targon is like a circular valley. It is completely different from the wind, snow and severe cold on the mountain. The foot of the mountain is full of green. It was not until this moment that Lester understood why the Rakkor people could Survive in the harsh environment of Mount Targon.
"There are two groups of people with different lifestyles among the Rakkor people. One is the herdsmen, who choose to take their herds to live and graze in green grassy places at different seasons, and the other is the tribesmen, who have been living for generations. They settled here and lived by farming and hunting.”
"Is this your home?"
"No, my home has been burned down by bandits."
While the two were talking, twelve warriors wearing leather animal armor quickly climbed up the mountain crest and surrounded Lester and the girl with weapons raised.
Behind the leader, the bearded man is wearing a large red cloak, and there is an obvious scar under his right eyelid. Different from other spear-wielding warriors wearing leather animal armor, the man wears a large, shiny copper breastplate and greaves. The bronze helmet protects the weak points. He holds a shield in his left hand and a sharp iron spear in his right hand. There is also a crude iron sword hanging on his waist.
Judging from the man's standing posture, Lester was very sure that the soldier in front of him was a man with extremely rich combat experience.
"Uncle Hussman!"
While the bearded man was still hesitating, Octavia had already run towards the man. The familiar voice made the bearded man's eyes turn red. The man put down his weapon and knelt down, hugging the girl tightly.
Seeing this scene, the other Rakkor warriors also put down their weapons, but they still remained quite vigilant towards the extremely threatening Lester.
"I didn't expect to see you again one day... Thank God, Wei Ya, you have lost weight. How much suffering have you suffered these days, those god-damn bandits! I can't wait to cut them into pieces!"
Octavia shook her head and wiped her tears.
"I'm fine, but how are the other people in the village..."
The bearded man's eyes were a little moist. The man let go of the girl and wiped the corners of his eyes.
"Many people have been killed... Wei Ya, uncle, I'm sorry for not protecting your village. By the time we arrived, the bandits had already kidnapped you, and the village was burned to the ground by them. Everything was so sudden...Thank God, I still have a chance to make up for my mistakes...Who is this young man?"
