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After all, they are all a bunch of funny guys. I don’t need to introduce them. Tulakov and Shashik quickly got into a group with everyone, especially a few barbarians. They were very interested in bragging, and they boasted a lot.

Momentum of the evening.◎

However, as the women's group over there chatted, they inevitably talked about the situation of returning home this time. Tulakov and Shashik were also brought over as cases, and they were known as the community sending warmth and caring.

Old comrade.

Shahik was the first to speak, perhaps because his experience was easier.

"I don't have much to say. I just went to the hometown of my two wives. It's a bit false to say that they are returning to their hometowns in fine clothes. After all, the two of my family are not well-known adventurers. They said they just got there.

In the third world, people in the camps are just soldiers, and the only ones who can remember their names are some old people. They found their families, said they were safe, and gave them some money, and that's about it."

"Where is your own family?" I asked curiously.

"Didn't I tell you? I am an orphan. Although I was raised when I was young, the people who raised me have passed away."

"It's not a good thing to have nothing to worry about."

"Who knows, anyway, I don't plan to go back with a heavy heart, right, Tulakov, what about you?" After finishing his story in a perfunctory manner, Shashik threw the baggage to his old enemy in the blink of an eye.

"Me? What do I have to say? You also know that we barbarians don't pay much attention to complicated things like separation and reunion." Tulakov scratched his bald head and tried to make an indifferent expression, but the look on his face

The melancholy expression still betrayed her.

"After I returned home, the younger ones became older, the older ones became older, and the older ones went away. Some friends who can be named are still there, but most of them have gone. There are still a few family members, and the rest have returned to their ancestors.

The embrace of the spirit."

The lifespan of barbarians is a little longer than that of humans, but because they live in a bitter cold land and fight for years and years for survival, they often make sacrifices, or they accumulate hidden injuries and diseases in their bodies and leave early. They gradually look away and say

It is an honor to return to the embrace of the ancestors' spirits and become a part of it. Facing the death of their loved ones, they will not be too sad, and of course they will certainly not be indifferent.

Mara has saved countless barbarians over the years, and at the same time brought his superb medicine skills to Harrogath. The alliance continuously provided enough herbs to allow the injured barbarians to survive. Gradually, an important line was established.

The hub firmly anchored the barbarians on the Alliance ship, which was also of great merit.

"Then why are you depressed?" Shashik is indeed Tulakov's old rival. He can tell at a glance that the other party has not finished what he said. The most important thing is that it makes him look depressed.

"I'm an elder. I'm still alive." Tulakov glared at him and his voice became even duller.

"That's a good thing."

"But, I'm not married yet."

"Pfft, so what?" We could probably think of it. We couldn't help but snicker overtly or covertly.

"So I was urged to get married, are you satisfied? You bastard, damn it, my old Tu, who is more than a hundred years old and has the power of the world, still encounters such a bad thing, there must be something wrong.

!”

The more Tulakov talked, the angrier he became, and he started to fight with Shashik to vent his anger.

Raphael laughed so hard that he almost couldn't stand up straight, but our Highness the Princess of the Hundred Tribes was not someone who would easily let go of the opportunity to make fun of her. While she was laughing, she glanced at Sa Qili.

"I thought Sa Qili was the only older virgin. I almost forgot that Tulakov, you are also a bachelor. No, as the person in charge of the third world, your boss, I feel a pressure and mission that cannot be shied away from.

feel."

"Who is the older...that thing?" Sa Qili was extremely embarrassed and glared at Raphael hatefully, as if if you dare to say something so outrageous again, I will break up with you!

"Yes, yes, I won't talk about the head office." Raphael finally endured the more exaggerated words. Your reaction tells you that you are an older virgin, okay? Just like an older virgin being asked by a little loli

Is my uncle still a virgin? This is a reaction. I don’t want to admit it, but I am unable to refute it, which highlights a person’s negative relationship with a dog.

On this issue, Sa Qili is indeed very passive. Every time she is poked in a sore spot, she is like a cat whose tail has been stepped on. You see, Raphael, who is younger than her, is a grandmother, and Tulakov is the only one.

I lived a carefree and unrestrained life, and even if I was reminded by others, I would be careless and indifferent. Unfortunately, it was a tragedy this time. Who asked the elders to urge the marriage? Who dares to say no to such a big thing as carrying on the family line, just waiting to be kicked out of the house?

Bar.

Especially people like Tulakov, who is a strong man in the world and has excellent genes. No matter how bad his descendants are, they are still better than ordinary barbarians. In the eyes of the fighting race barbarians, this is one of a thousand.

Everyone wants to find ten or eight for him. If he resists in every possible way, he will not be forgiven by his elders and ancestors. We can probably imagine how miserable his current situation is. Maybe there will be more around him on this trip back to Hell Mountain.

The top three or two...well, those [beautiful barbarian women] who have strong muscles and can kill flies and mosquitoes with just one bulge of their biceps.

Thinking of this, Sa Qili breathed out a sigh of relief, and finally there was a smile on her pretty face with a frown.

It turns out that there are still people who are so miserable. Sure enough, happiness comes from comparison.

"Sa Qili, you saw these two heartless guys talking, now it's your turn."

As soon as the topic changed, everyone's attention finally fell on the last person. Although Raphael didn't say anything, just by looking at her, he could tell how she was doing when she came back. Let her say it herself, not to others.

Does she have the opportunity to show off? People like Sa Qili who have been dealing with Raphael all year round will not show such flaws.

However, Sa Qili has attracted much attention from everyone. I think Raphael brought Tulakov and Shashi over this time just to set the stage and to elicit Sa Qili's innermost thoughts. Even for a person like me who has no eyes for it.

It can also be seen. The matter between Tulakov and Shashik can only be said to be Dandan's sadness, while Sa Qili's dazed look from time to time means that she has really encountered something big.

"Ha, me? I don't have anything..." Sa Qili was about to be confused when she was interrupted by Raphael: "It's wrong of you to do this. You see, both Shashik and Tulakov said it. But you want to be vague.

, are you worthy of the many criticisms of aging they have received so far?"

"Yes, yes, why don't you give yourself a slap in the face of aging, and we will forget the blame." The two big men and the villain showed triumphant eyes with the joy of revenge, which made Sa Qili make her own choice. If she would rather give herself

If she refuses to say a word about aging, then no one will press her anymore. Raphael's method is so easy...

"Okay, okay, I get it. Meeting you guys is probably the biggest mistake of my life." Sa Qili irritably pulled and picked up the curls hanging on her chest, seeming to have made up her mind.

"Actually, it's nothing. My hometown is in a relatively remote village. It's a relatively large family. It has been divided into many branches since my grandfather. When I went back, my relatives in that branch happened to have already passed away.

After I left, the other branches didn’t know me because they were not very familiar with me. Of course, as a powerful person with the power of the world, how could I lie and impersonate my relatives, so when I told them like this, I

I successfully recognized my ancestor and returned to my clan. That’s it. Do you have any comments?”

Is that all? We all looked puzzled. At first glance, it seemed reasonable and there was nothing wrong with it, but it turned out to be like this. Why did Sa Qili become a gloomy literary girl? Is she fighting for her relatives?

A moment of silence? It barely makes sense.

"That's not right." Just when we were about to give up, Raphael rolled his eyes and discovered a flaw.

"Sa Qili, don't bully me. I've been in the third world for a long time, and I don't know the situation in the first world. How can a branch disappear without a single word? There must be some inside story. No one is left.

"

Then, she saw Sa Qili gritting her teeth and glaring at the other party, full of remorse that if you were stupid one time, you would die: "If I had known, I would rather reward myself with a slap in the face to expose this boring topic."

"Why did it happen like this?" We all speculated for a while. Could it be that there was civil strife in the family, a murder, or...

"Stop guessing, things are not that complicated." Seeing everyone's expressions changing, Sa Qili didn't know that several versions of palace battles as complicated as palace battles had flashed through these people's minds, and she hurriedly

Speak up before these people go too far.

"It was a good thing done by the Hell clan. A sudden attack caused heavy casualties to the village. My branch just happened to...that's what happened."

It turned out to be a hell monster. Our eyes were clear and we secretly sighed for Sa Qili. No wonder, if you are attacked by a monster, you are not lucky, so what... In the old world's common saying, it is easy to destroy the group.

, especially people living in the same house.

Although we haven’t heard much about monsters attacking villages in recent years, there is no way to completely prevent it. Especially in more remote villages, such things still happen often. Weaker monsters attack, and the village itself has its own

Their own defense force, as well as the soldiers regularly stationed by the alliance, can also deal with the past safely. However, this has caused more villagers to be unwilling to leave the land where their ancestors have lived for generations, and are waiting for a powerful wave of monster attacks.

I wanted to regret it but it was already too late.

It’s not that I haven’t thought about forcing these people to leave dangerous places, find another safe place to rebuild their homes, or simply move to Rogge Camp, but this is not easy? People in this world have a very strong attachment to the land, even in the third world

The Horadric tribe, such a civilized and wise race, has just escaped from difficulties, but they still insist on re-establishing the tribe in the desert where their ancestors have lived for generations, instead of temporarily finding a safe place to cultivate and recuperate, and then accumulate enough strength to make plans.

develop.

The people who were willing to abandon their homeland were almost all summoned by the Alliance when the Rogge New Area was first established. The remaining villages were some stubborn villages, and they could not be ignored. After all, they had thousands of connections with the adventurers of the Alliance.

For example, if we leave these villages alone and let the monsters massacre them, the Fallen Alliance will definitely be very happy, because it will be able to recruit a large number of members.

Sa Qili's narration is a true portrayal of what happens from time to time in the corner of the Dark Continent and the Alliance.

"Sorry, I couldn't protect everyone." Just as everyone sighed secretly, a sudden voice sounded. It was Akara and the others. They had finished their work and came to join in the fun. Unexpectedly, they happened to hear what happened to Sa Qili.

.

"No, I can't blame you, Akara. You've tried your best. It's just... that land is equally important to us. We don't want to leave. There's nothing we can do about it."

When everyone's attention was attracted by Akara and his party, Sa Qili quickly wiped the corners of her eyes and forced a smile.

"No matter what happens, I can't blame you for what happened. Also, I think you must have suffered a lot of grievances." Akara insisted and shook his head, the wrinkles on his face getting deeper.

"Grieved? Akala, what's going on?" Raphael couldn't help but ask before he could figure it out.

"Why, even though you have such a powerful power, it is of no use at all. Why don't you protect everyone? This is the home that gave birth to you and raised you. You became a glorious adventurer and enjoyed countless respect and praise, but you did nothing for

This family has made every contribution to this village. You came back after everyone died. It was really a waste of time to raise you. I must have seen this kind of look many times."

Under Akara's knowing gaze, Sa Qili gradually lowered her head and clenched her fists, as if the last layer of cover had been peeled off.

"People always have some selfishness, especially when they suffer disasters, they will blind their reason and become extreme. They can only look at the things in front of them, and like to shirk responsibility and vent their faults and resentments to others.

The stronger Sa Qili becomes, the more indignant her family becomes. This is not the first time this has happened."

"This is... too much. It's too unfair to Aunt Qili."

"Dear Wu, this is how people are. Even I can't say that I have never had selfish motives or expressed my anger towards others." Akara sighed softly, and the next moment, his white eyes flashed.

A cold color that is hard to see.

"It doesn't matter if people make mistakes. They are afraid that they don't know how to reflect and keep making mistakes. Those people may never have thought that if it weren't for their family and the appearance of Sa Qili in their village, the alliance would not have sent so many soldiers.

To protect, it can even be said that... with the size and distance of this village, soldiers will not be sent there at all. This village may have been occupied by monsters decades ago!"

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