Son of the Olden Days

At the end of the winter in the dark calendar of 719, in the north of Haifeng County, deep in the wild boar woodland, two tall and short figures marched side by side.

There was still fine snow in the sky, squeezing into the forest from the cracks of the bent trees, and then silently disappeared to the ground.

"I won't... be beaten by your people?" After a while, Saul suddenly felt a little worried. Think about the old monsters of the dark goblin tribe who have traveled through time. When it comes to being beaten, there is really room to fight back No.

"No, to be honest, I would like you to be beaten. After all, that's the best treatment." The originally silent Igrid quietly raised her head, glanced at Sol's expression, and then looked down at the ground, deliberately hiding He raised his naughty mouth and eyes.

The best treatment? The corner of Sol's eyes flicked ominously, and suddenly he felt that the deep forest in front of him became dark and dangerous.

"Then what should I pay attention to?" Saul felt a little uncertain, in case the dark goblin tribe had any weird customs.

"Shut up and behave honestly, you just need to silently follow what I say." Igrit replied.

Be honest? Saul tilted his head speechlessly and saw the shoulders of Igrit goblin shrugging quietly.

Well, this naughty little fairy originally wanted to see his own jokes.

"It doesn't matter, no matter how inhuman treatment you are subjected to, I think it is worth it." Saul put his arms around Igrit's waist.

"Don't make a fuss, it's almost here, if you are seen by the tribe, it will be dangerous." Igrit struggled.

"What about seeing? What are you afraid of? Even if I am beaten and abused, my blood will melt the ice and snow into the ground, and the blood Fulan will bloom all over the next spring. When you pick it, you will think of my sincere and handsome face."

Thor's arm was tightly wrapped around the little shiitake mushroom, letting her understand the ability of the big devil.

It's a pity that the expected laughter of the little shiitake mushrooms didn't come, so Saul turned his head and saw Igrit suddenly become stiff.

"What are you doing?" A quiet voice suddenly floated.

Behind the tree showed a face that matched Igrit's. It was obviously also a dark goblin, but with silver hair. He carried a small basket in his hand, which contained colorful mushrooms or grass.

Saul was stunned, and then decisively threw Igrit's small shiitake mushrooms on the ground, thinking about what's wrong, and hurriedly helped her up.

"Sister." Igrit shook the snow on her body dumbfounded and greeted each other.

The silver-haired elf didn't pay attention to Thor, just stared at his sister.

"The tribe never welcomes outsiders." The silver-haired elf's voice was still deserted, deepening the chill of Winter.

"I know, but it's my own business." Igrit curled his lips.

"Then I hope you know what you are doing." The silver-haired elf stopped talking, turned and walked forward.

"That's my sister, Altini." Igrit leaned close to Sol and said in a low voice.

"Sorry, the first impression was messed up." Saul suppressed his joke, a little embarrassed.

"Her personality is useless, and she doesn't have the final say about my affairs." Igrit sighed.

Isn't she in charge?

It was clear in Thor's eyes that the elder of the tribe had left it, and that might be the real trouble.

The tribe of dark goblins lives in the depths of this forest. There is no strong magical enchantment around them like Thor thought, or those who walk into the forest will lose their way and never go back. .

It is not so much a tribe, as it is not even a settlement.

A clearing was opened in the forest, with a total of eight buildings with grass and wood structures.

Among them, there are three larger ones. One of them should be the residence of the elders, and the other two should be functional buildings for storage. Sol guessed by watching the surrounding torches.

Following in Igrit's footsteps, Thor, who entered the tribe, was treated by onlookers.

I don't know if these tribesmen have received news of the entry of outsiders, or discovered Sol based purely on their own perception. All these people walked out of the building and locked Sol with unfriendly eyes.

They all had the same dead gray complexion as Igrit, but their hair color was different and age was not so easy to distinguish, but there was almost no face that was too old. And their strength and aura, it seems that many people are above themselves.

But this is also normal. A long life is enough for them to master more knowledge and power than human beings.

"Hello." Sol greeted everyone in the lingua franca of the ancient continent.

Saul didn't mind the unfriendly look in his eyes, he just smiled and took out all kinds of jerky from the ring one after another and handed it over. There were about twenty people in the entire tribe, and only a handful of people actually took over Thor's things, and the others looked indifferent.

After giving out a gift to express his courtesy, Solmer followed Igrit into a large grass and wood building in the middle.

The space in the room is very spacious, the various furnishings are ordinary and old, there are oil lamps and candles, but at the moment only the candles are lit. This should not be a living building. There are some books in the bookcase, and even the small table in the corner of the room has tools for refining medicine.

There is a firepit in the middle of the room, and under the main steps is a carpet of average quality. From the perspective of craftsmanship, it may be the craft of the tribe. The surrounding area is decorated with small pots of green plants that are not tall, perhaps because the people are more accustomed to being close to nature.

Sol and Igrit stood behind the burning pit, looking up at the person on the main seat.

The person sitting on the main seat is a female, and should be the main elder of the dark goblin. The age is unknown, and the physical characteristics are similar to Igrid, but the temperament and eyes are obviously sharper.

In addition, there are two male tribesmen sitting on both sides of the main seat, even if they are not at the elder level, they should have a certain right to speak.

The atmosphere in the room is not good, but Igrit has no fear on her face, so is Sol.

After listening to Igrid's ear introduction, Saul held his chest and bends down slightly and bowed to the three of them.

"Hello, respectable Elder Moguya, I am..."

"Shoo~" The strange magic sound was behind him, and Saul was hit by something in the corner of his leg before he finished speaking. It was not too painful, but the strength was enough to make him kneel down.

It's so cruel! Anyway, wait for me to finish talking, right? So can't wait?

Igrid looked worried and seemed to want to come and help, but Thor waved his hand. Since there is no room for resistance at the level of strength, kneel down. Saul hasn't cared too much about face things in his life, and he has never lived in the eyes of others.

In fact, this treatment is not bad, at least not directly beheaded.

"I take the liberty to visit, I'm here to pick up Igrit." Sol raised his head and smiled.

"My answer has been given to you, take it away? Why? Just rely on the way you kneel here and look up at me at this moment? Why should I let the people follow you and lead a safe and unsecured life?" Mo Gu Ya's tone is not too harsh, but the content is sharp.

It's not easy to talk about, Sol has a judgment.

"My age is not yet twilight, and there is still a strong space in the future. I will take care of her in my lifetime, and be her shield or shadow to protect her, but aside from the aspect of strength, I will take her away from your decadent life. ." Saul said.

This sentence obviously irritated the three elders above, first soldiers and then softened. This is the rhythm of Thor's conversation.

"Shoo~" As the magic sound sounded, something came behind him again, and Sol was hit directly on the ground.

"You give me peace! It is not your turn to speak here. You have run out of the tribe's account for many times and I haven't settled it with you!" Igrid just took a step, and Moguya raised her hand, she just Suffered the same treatment as Saul, he knelt beside him.

"It's not necessary, come to me if you have anything, is it interesting to embarrass a child?"

"I don't know if you are in contact with humans, whether you have prejudices, but these are not important, and I don't care. I came here today as a human, and to be honest, I was a little disappointed."

"How can your long life be counted as a highly intelligent race? But in my opinion, the more you live it, the more you look back. Your tribe has long reproductive cycles without intermarriage. Where is your development?"

"Also, if you are close relatives of the same race, within a few generations, you will probably only have dementias and idiots left in your race?"

"Closed, narrow and wretched, what are you waiting for hiding in this forest? Are you waiting for the old to die?"

Saul straightened up and dragged Igrit behind him, his eyes flashing dangerously, and his mouth was chattering even more.

An extremely fast wind blade glided across Thor's arm, and there was blood flowing down, Thor laughed.

"Are you capable of this? Keep on guarding. One day there will be a stronger force to clean up you. You may not be any different from me who is kneeling here. You may not even have the opportunity to kneel."

"If you want to do it, just be neat. Even if you leave my head here, I only have four words,'but that's it.'" Sol said.

"Heh~" Moguya laughed angrily.

"Your kid is hard-hearted, and you can say it very well. The truth is still the same. Well, I won't talk to you about strength or family wealth and other **** stuff. Let's just talk about it. You humans have an ant-like lifespan."

"Time is short, and you are destined to not get many things in your life, such as wisdom and knowledge. Don't tell me about human heritage. As long as there are talking races on this continent, who doesn't have many heritages?"

"Forget it, I won't say anything. I just want to ask you in the end, even if Igrit follows you, what else can I get except for a loss of grief decades later?" Moguya looked directly. Holds Thor's eyes.

Sol heaved a sigh of relief, and finally went through the strength test and turned back to make sense? I like to be reasonable.

"To tell the truth about your question is very immature in my opinion, which means that you have not lived to understand it for many years."

"The meaning of life never lies in how long you have lived, but in the moments that make your heart beat, the bits and pieces that penetrate the soul. It is precisely because of those throbbing that our lives truly have weight. ."

"And if you don't have those throbbing, even if you are immortal, you will end up with a long period of decay." Saul said.

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