"Uncle Hussman, his name is Lester. He saved me from the slave traders, took care of me all the way and sent me back here. He is my savior."
"Thank you very much, Mr. Lester, thank you for saving Xiao Wei Ya. I, Hussman, owe you my life."
Hasman stood up, knelt down on one knee again and lowered his head to Lester. From the solemn look on the side of the Rakor warrior, Lester knew that this kind of etiquette was not unimportant.
Stepping forward and helping the sincere man up, the smile on Lester's face became much more sincere.
"Saving Octavia is just a matter of effort. Lord Hussman doesn't need to worry too much."
"No matter what, it was you who saved Via. You are a friend of the Rakor people. I must entertain you well and let you eat the hottest mutton and drink the most fragrant milk."
Hassman, who was pulled up, took the initiative to give Lester a hug and greeted the others.
"Go and tell other people in the village that my niece of Hasman is back and I will entertain the guests today."
The other Rakkor warriors took the initiative to disperse, but Octavia asked Hussman.
"Uncle Hussman, do you still have some blueberry juice at home?"
For a moment, he figured out why the once beautiful girl turned into an ugly black charcoal monkey. Husman smiled and nodded.
"Yes, go back and wash it."
Following the bearded Hussman, Lester went to a larger wooden house at the east end of the village. There were several chickens in the fenced front yard where the wooden house was located. He saw strangers breaking into the yard and several chickens. A hen flapped its wings and began to cluck nervously, which was not a farmhouse fun at all.
After asking for the location of the blue leaf juice, Octavia said hello to Lester and left the yard with the clay pot. Hasman lit the stove and handed Lester a cup of hot tea.
"Lord Lester, it must have been a hard journey."
"It's not hard work, but I killed a lot of bastards. It's a pity that I can't kill all of them. There are still many children like Octavia in Shurima."
After obtaining permission, Lester placed the cold iron spear wrapped in a cloth strip on the unused weapons rack in the room, sat back on the futon and took a sip of hot tea.
This tea is good, but it's not even close to Soraka's tea.
"Yeah, you can't kill all the bastards."
Sighing, Hasman shook his head, but his eyes were fixed on the man in front of him, trying to observe something.
"Let's not talk about these troublesome things. Mr. Lester, you are probably not a Shurima. Although it may be offensive, I still want to know who you are and why you came to Mount Targon. I can't let someone with ulterior motives The people who stayed in Mount Targon and stayed with Weiya, my brother’s family was all about Weiya. They died for the tribe and the Holy Peak. I can’t let Weiya be put in any danger anymore. I just want her to Grow up happily."
"I understand your worries, Mr. Hassman, you are an excellent elder, but I also have reasons why I cannot reveal my identity and experience completely, and it is meaningless to deceive you, so I have no way to prove whether I have ulterior motives.
Now that Octavia has returned to the Rakkor tribe, it's time for me to leave. Thank you for the tea. It tastes great, but the taste is too strong and I can't get used to it. "
Standing up, Lester picked up his things and was about to leave, but Hasman whispered apologetically.
"Lord Leicester, I'm sorry. It's my fault that I couldn't entertain you well here. Everything I did was for Via's safety. I really...can't accept my failure and responsibility again. Incompetent...
If possible, please allow me to arrange a place for you. You can stay here as compensation for my offense to you. I will provide all your daily necessities and living supplies. Since you are unwilling to tell your personal Experience, then needless to say, I believe in Wei Ya’s vision, and I am willing to try to believe you, but it will take a little time. "
Looking back, Lester stared at the man with sincere words and sincere attitude, and sighed.
"Then I'll trouble you, Mr. Hasman."
The bearded, sad face was once again filled with joy.
"Your Excellency Lester, you are really considerate. Please rest assured that I will definitely arrange the best place for you to live."
…
Holding the clay pot, Octavia came to the hidden downstream of the stream and walked into the secret cave. There was a clear pool in the cave.
After observing to confirm that no one was in the cave, the girl took off her clothes, opened the clay pot, smeared the thick indigo paste in the pot onto her hands, and evenly applied it to all parts of her body. In the blink of an eye, the little black monkey Became an Avatar.
After rubbing for about ten minutes, Octavia stepped into the clear pool and splashed water to wash away the thick indigo paste on her body. After washing it once, the unattractive black and gray patchy tattoos on her body had been washed away. More than half of the time, the healthy wheat-colored skin was restored. Octavia repeated the same trick and washed it twice more. The black monkey that was once worth two silver coins transformed into a beautiful girl. Except for being a little thin, she was different from Lakuo. Our kind of traditional women who are able to carry a cauldron are out of place. The girl is very satisfied with her figure and appearance.
"Hmph~ Am I still worth two silver coins in your eyes?"
Angrily waving her fists and punching the air twice, Octavia put her clothes back on, picked up the earthenware jar containing the cyan juice, and walked briskly toward the way she came.
When the girl returned to Hussman's house, Lester and the bearded man were sitting in front of the stove, enjoying roasting a whole lamb. When they smelled the aroma of the barbecue, the girl's stomach growled.
Hussman looked at his little niece who was staring at Leicester with a strange expression. He coughed twice, which brought Octavia, who was holding the clay pot, back to her senses.
"Just put the jar over there first. It will be ready soon. Let's eat together."
"Okay Uncle Hussman."
Octavia, who was sitting next to Lester and holding her knees, secretly observed the man's expression, but regretfully found that the man's expression did not show any shock or admiration, which made the girl a little disappointed. .
Lester, who was used to seeing extraordinary beauties, was naturally not fascinated by the natural beauties of the Lakor tribe. The man hilariously tore off a leg of lamb and began to feast on it. He was now more interested in the bearded hand than the beautiful girl. Fork inside.
It has to be said that Hussman’s barbecue skills are much better than his tea-making skills, especially when sprinkled with spices similar to cumin powder, the taste is even better.
He was already preparing to ask Xina to send people to Mount Targon to study spice cultivation.
"No need to be too disappointed, Octavia, you are beautiful and you should be proud of it."
"Really? But I can't see anything on your face."
Some frustrated girls cooked crispy mutton viciously to fill their hungry stomachs.
"You can't tell, that's because barbecue is more attractive to me. All my shock has been given to barbecue. You came too late, so naturally I can't leave it to you."
Hasman frowned, feeling that things were getting complicated.
At present, it seems that it is his niece who is humiliating the pig?
…
Lester's new home is on the mountain wall adjacent to Mount Targon in the west, close to the gravel path up the mountain. The wooden house has its own large yard and small attic. There are only a few simple pieces of furniture in the house. In Husman's words, , this place was originally prepared for Centurion Lahorak. Against all odds, Hasman defeated the opponents and just gave the new house to the outsider Lester.
Lester did not comment on Hasman's behavior. The purpose of his coming to Mount Targon was not to live with the Rakor people for a long time. Therefore, the man did not care about the small group of Rakor people who were hostile to him. He only He needs a temporary foothold and can complete the tasks entrusted by Zuo Yin while achieving his own goals, rather than having any relationship with the Rakkor people.
On the other side, after knowing the location of Lester's new home, the twelve-year-old Octavia often came to stay with Lester because she wanted to repay the favor of saving her life.
Early that morning, Lester, who was about to go up the mountain to take a look, had just tied the well-fed old baby in the barn in the yard when Octavia's voice sounded from behind.
"Master Lester, where are you going? I will take you there."
Sighing, Lester turned around and looked at the girl who had put on a beautiful little leather skirt.
"Didn't I say don't call me master? And why don't you call me that in front of your Uncle Hussman?"
The girl chuckled, and her knee-length leather skirt swayed twice, revealing her wheat-colored thighs.
"I called you that because I was afraid that you would beat my uncle to death, master."
"You also know that calling me that will bring hostility to me."
Rolling his eyes, Lester patted old Baby who was enjoying his leisure time and left the barn.
"I think you should spend your time on more useful things, such as learning swordsmanship to make yourself stronger, and exercising more so that you can hold weapons, instead of running to me every day and letting your Uncle is just worried."
Following Lester, Octavia stood on tiptoes with a brisk pace and smiled.
"If uncle knew how powerful you were, he wouldn't be worried, but you don't want me to tell you everything."
"Eternal God Emperor"
"So what do you want to gain by pestering me?"
Stopping, Lester looked at the girl behind him with a serious look on his face.
"My child, if you think you can get something by stalking, you are totally wrong. I am not afraid of stalking because I have plenty of time."
"I want to become your teacher and do my best to repay you. I have said that I will do everything to repay you."
The girl mustered up the courage to express her hopes and wishes.
"When I was most desperate, you appeared in front of me like a giant god and saved me. Maybe I am insignificant to you, and my promise will not bring you any value, but I am serious. I As I say, since I can't help you now, I will work hard to grow until I can bring you value."
As she spoke, the girl untied the elastic belt and rope buckle on her body, and dropped her animal skin skirt and coat to the ground. She had clearly realized herself early. But his body couldn't help but tremble.
"Is this what you really think?"
Scanning the girl's healthy and tight body, what Lester saw was not frivolity and self-deprecation. What he saw was a desperate determination, a determination to become stronger, and a determination to repay herself.
Just like the girl refused to let go of his trouser legs until she died, the girl in front of her was soft on the outside and strong on the inside, as stubborn as a bull. She saw her own value and accepted her favor. All these factors prompted The girl made such a decision and put her life on herself.
He took off his big coat and covered the girl's body to calm the trembling girl.
Lester suddenly seemed to be back in Ionia, where there was also a cute Vastaya cat boy who was pestering him and wanted to be his disciple. He also taught the cat boy many fighting moves and techniques.
What's his name...
Suddenly, Lester felt a little scared, because it took him a full five seconds to recall the name 'Ogman'. After all, more than three hundred years of time still made his memory somewhat blurred.
The innocent smile of the cat boy was as broken as a lens, and a girl full of expectations appeared in front of him. This time, he decided to be a teacher.
"My student... is not easy to be a student. If you want to be a student, you must do your best. During this period, you will suffer a lot, do you understand?"
Octavia shook her head.
"I started to suffer as early as when I was robbed by the sand bandits and came down the mountain. I am not afraid of suffering, I am just afraid that I am not strong enough... So master, are you finally willing to take me in?"
Under the girl's expectant gaze, Lester shook his head, causing the girl's face to fall.
"Of course not. Before I accept you as my disciple, you have to convince your uncle Hasman that after your parents leave you, he should be the closest person to you. Don't let him worry, let alone make him sad. , Cherish everything you have so that you can have a better future. When we have nothing, don’t forget that we still have family.”
Patting the girl's head, Lester was thinking about Xina and Misha.
"Go to the house, put on your clothes, and accompany me to the Mount Targon today. Tonight, you go explain this matter to Uncle Hasman and ask for his opinion. If he doesn't agree, I won't be able to take you in." you."
"Um."
After the girl put her clothes back on, the two left the yard and walked towards the mountain.
Hasman looked at the direction in which the two disappeared from outside the yard with a complex expression, and made a decision in his heart.
…
For the Rakkor people on Mount Targon, the closer they are to the top of Mount Targon, the higher their status. The lowlands at the foot of the mountain are home to most of the Rakkor people who are herding or settling, while the location halfway up the mountain is It is the holy land of the Sun Sect and the Moon Sect.
Saying it is halfway up the mountain actually excludes the most dangerous climbing route and does not include the truly dangerous rocky sections of Mount Targon. The so-called rocky areas refer to the middle to upper sections of Mount Targon and the cliffs, where climbing routes and rock walls can change at any time. almost vertical,
By chance, some people can complete the great journey to the top of the giant mountain in one day through rocky terrain. Some people spend their entire lives unable to climb this final road to glory and can only freeze to death halfway.
No one knows the rules of transformation in rocky areas. This is a secret that only gods can master. Mortals only need to know that even a hundred maps in their hands are of no use.
If the Sun Sect and the Moon Sect could really build a hanging temple on a nearly vertical cliff, Leicester would be truly shocked.
After walking about several kilometers on the mountain road, the terrain suddenly slowed down, and a large piece of broad and solid flat land appeared in the distance. A series of ancient temples built against the mountain sat among the mountain walls, telling the story of the world in the cold wind. Changes in the sea.
After noticing the climbers, two Sun warriors holding sophisticated weapons and wearing half-armor stopped in front of them with serious expressions.
"Unrelated people are prohibited from going up the mountain! Get back quickly!"
