Main Text Chapter 427 Farewell to the Homeland
At this moment, a emerald green figure passed through the crowd, stood in front of everyone, and knelt down in the direction of Angel.
"My Lord, I am willing to take your order as the highest command, and I am willing to obey your command."
This is a young girl, and her light green puffy skirt spread out on the ground because of her kneeling, like a tender bud in early spring, with a green tremor.
Angel and Shadow are not unfamiliar with her. She is the first Kula Kuka tribe member they met when they entered the Soul Garden.
Babaya from Muya Village.
Angel glanced at the high priest. Babaya's appearance in this team was obviously arranged by the high priest.
Babaya's eyes were filled with a hint of prayer, as if she had something in her throat. But she didn't say it, just knelt on the ground and expressed her loyalty to Angel.
With Babaya taking the lead in expressing loyalty, it was like a domino effect. A young man who was full of admiration for Babaya in his eyes also knelt down after thinking for a while. The boy's parents were a middle-aged couple. When they saw their son kneeling, they looked at each other and knelt too... one by one, from point to surface, in just one minute, everyone knelt down and swore loyalty to Angel.
Seeing this, the high priest couldn't help but stroke his beard, with tears and laughter in his eyes. When he was choosing the candidates to leave, he remembered that Angel once said that he knew Babaya, so he chose Mu Ya Village as the base point this time, of course, he also chose Babaya... Unexpectedly, it was Babaya that really worked wonders in the end.
Angel nodded until everyone finished swearing.
Since he agreed to take them away, he naturally had to consider how to accommodate them.
Although there were 81 of them, they were too small. If they were squeezed together, a box with a length and width of one meter could fit them.
Therefore, the remaining space in the bracelet was enough to accommodate them. But he couldn't just stuff them into the bracelet directly, after all, there were some precious items in it, and he couldn't always pay attention to the situation in the bracelet on weekdays.
After thinking for a while, Angel took out a piece of "ebony" from his bracelet. As the heat melting method wore off, the magic hand quickly made fine carvings. About two minutes later. A high-rise building that Angel had seen in the city on Earth appeared in front of everyone.
At the bottom of this four-meter-high building model, Angel set up a round fixed base, on which there were several square recessed grids.
The appearance of this building model made all the Kulakuka people whisper in surprise.
Angel placed the building model in front of everyone, then pointed at Babaya and asked her to come forward: "You, come here."
Babaya pointed at herself, looked around and found that there was no one around, so she came to the base of the model building with a little trepidation.
"What's your name?" Angel pretended not to know and asked.
Babaya was stunned for a moment, and seemed to understand something. She lowered her head and responded: "Babaya. My name is Babaya, sir."
"Okay. Babaya, you will be the leader of this branch for the time being." Angle paused and pointed to the high-rise model beside him: "This building has a total of 15 floors and nearly 100 rooms. You will be responsible for allocating everyone's accommodation."
Babaya's face was full of surprise: "Is this really for us to live in? I see! Thank you, sir!"
"You will have an hour to arrange for everyone to move in." After Angle said this, he asked Babaya to allocate people to move in. Although this kind of living mode in the building was the first time they had seen it, the structure inside was very simple and they could basically understand it at a glance.
After Babaya nodded to Angle, she took a deep breath, and the expression on her face changed from immature to mature and serious. She said to the tribesmen behind her: "Everyone follow me and gather at the bottom of the big... building."
Babaya began to allocate accommodation, and Angle glanced at the high priest and motioned him to come out.
The high priest nodded and followed Angle out of the Centennial Hall.
Shadow glanced at Angell, but did not chase him out. Instead, he stood by the building, curiously exploring the inside with his mental power... The rooms inside the building are distributed in a regular manner, with seven or eight rooms on each floor. The rooms are not big, but they are all equipped with terraces. The most interesting thing is that each room has no door, but there are a lot of wood piled inside the room. Obviously, Angell meant to let them make their own doors and furniture.
"It's quite considerate. Considering the boredom during the journey, he specially left wood for them." Shadow curled his lips, and had a deeper understanding of Angell's meticulousness.
On the other side, Angell brought the high priest to the outside of the Centennial Hall.
Angell said to the high priest: "Anything about the iconic things of the Kulakuka tribe, fruits and vegetables, livestock, books, and even artworks are fine... I can take them together at my discretion."
Since Angell agreed to the high priest's request, he naturally wanted to do his best. A race without cultural heritage and survival wisdom, even if it continues, is it really still the Kulakuka tribe? So, Angell said so.
The high priest looked at Angel, and was in a trance for a moment.
After a while, he let the hummingbird land and bowed deeply to Angel: "Meeting you here may be the true destiny of the Kulakuka tribe."
Angel sneered and said nothing about the so-called "fate".
The high priest left, and an hour later, he brought almost all the priests and a team of hummingbird knights to the Centennial Hall.
The priests represent the inheritance of culture. Each priest holds a thick stack of leather scrolls, Bayeux books and scrolls in his hands.
The hummingbird knights represent the wisdom of life. They carry a variety of sundries in their hands, including handicrafts, plant seeds and seedlings, and even a few knights holding struggling cubs.
"Sir, these things..." The high priest was a little shy. From his point of view, he brought too many things.
Angel glanced at it, but he didn't feel much. Just think about it, the people of the Kulakuka tribe are basically the size of one hand. No matter how many things they have in their hands, they are only one thing. For example, Angel saw a certain priest holding a Bayeux book in his hand. If he didn't look carefully, he would have thought it was gravel.
So, for Angel, there wasn’t much of that stuff.
Angel piled a layer of fertile soil casually and returned to the Centennial Hall. By piling the soil into the square grid at the base of the building, these Kulakuka people can grow their own crops and have enough food and clothing during the journey.
The Hummingbird Knight and the priests who followed him in saw the model of the building. Everyone was surprised and kept looking around. Then, under Babaya's command, everyone worked together to add "cultural heritage" and "life wisdom" to the building.
The clock turned a small tick, and everything in the building was finally settled.
Angel signaled the priest and the Hummingbird Knight to leave the building. Angel came to the building, tilted the magic power in his hand, and several illusion nodes appeared around the building.
The illusion is a common hallucinatory effect that prevents people inside the building from stepping out.
Then, Angel said to everyone: "Farewell, this is the last minute for you to stay in your homeland."
After the words fell, almost all the 81 Kulakuka people standing at the base of the building shed tears, except for the young children.
Angel ignored how they dealt with their separation emotions and used his eyes to find Babaya sitting alone on the stairs behind the crowd.
"What do you want to say to me?" Angel said to Babaya.
Babaya raised her head in confusion and saw Angel standing in the distance watching her quietly. She immediately stood up: "Sir..."
"Just whisper, I can hear you."
When Babaya was the first to express her sincerity, he noticed the little girl, with a hint of pleading in her eyes. But she didn't choose to say it right away, which made Angel feel good about her.
If she really spoke out at that time, Angel would never agree if she was suspected of seeking retribution. But she didn't say it out loud at that time, she just conveyed her request to him with her eyes. It became Angel's choice whether he wanted to respond to her request.
"Sir, my grandma only has me as a relative. If I leave her, I don't know how sad she will be. Moreover, this may be an eternal separation..." Babaya burst into tears when she thought of her elderly grandma. more than.
"Do you want to take your grandma with you?"
Babaya nodded.
"I don't know how far this journey will go. Don't think you can get through it easily. You must know that the unknown is the scariest thing. I believe there will be a lot of hardships along the way. Are you sure you want to take your grandma with you? Moreover, your grandma is really willing to leave. Far away from your homeland and unable to return to your roots, can you make the decision for your grandma?”
Babaya thought for a while and nodded heavily. She and her grandma have been dependent on each other since they were young, and she doesn't want to leave her grandma alone no matter what.
"Okay. Now that you have decided, I will take her with me when I leave. You are responsible for all consequences."
After Angel finished talking, he stopped talking to Babaya and came to the high priest: "The time has come, we have to leave."
Accompanied by faint sobbing in the building, Angel waved his hand and put the building into the bracelet.
The high priest looked at the empty space in front of him, feeling both sad and hopeful.
"Thank you, sir..." The high priest knelt down in front of Angel, his head on the floor and burst into tears. As he knelt down, all the other priests also held their ribbons and bowed in worship; the knight took off his helmet and knelt down to Angel.
"Get up. The future is still uncertain. I may not be able to bear the gratitude now."
After Angel finished speaking, he nodded to Shadow, who had been watching the show: "Let's go."
Shadow nodded, and the two of them plus a demon jumped over the kneeling people and disappeared outside the century-old palace.
The people kneeling on the ground did not get up for a long time. At some point, a priest walked up to the high priest with tears in his eyes and tried to help him up. But when he reached out and touched it, the high priest collapsed to the ground, his face ashen.
It was only then that everyone discovered that the high priest was dead. However, there were tears in the corners of his eyes, but there was a faint smile on the corners of his mouth...
On the other side, when Angel and Shadow passed by the Holy Mountain, they suddenly heard a faint chant.
They looked up and found that on the top of the Holy Mountain, a group of singers were closing their eyes and singing "Elf Epic" over and over again. The singer standing at the front was the one who was selected to join the Sky Choir this time. A girl with a black birthmark on her face.
The sun breaks out and shines on the earth.
"The first brave man broke into the flowery manor with a sword in one hand. With the hope of the red-haired princess, he picked the first rose stained with morning dew."
"The second brave man restrained his anger and hid in the kingdom of the giant snake. In the mask of a cunning human being, he waited for the dawn of the second night in the bloody war."
"The third brave man spread his wings and stepped into the dark castle. In the gentle chant of the high priest, he picked up the scepter to welcome the glorious third visitor."
"The fourth hero, accompanied by the hymn, opened the door in the sky. Under the guidance of the brilliant light, he opened the black book and awakened the fourth soul."
The original "Fairy Epic" should have ended here.
But this time, the singer did not end it, but continued to sing the fifth verse with a heavenly voice, which they had never heard before.
"The last hero, carrying hope, illuminated the hopeless dawn. The souls sinking in the sea of suffering, followed the lighthouse in the darkness to find the dawn..."