Chapter 99 Flame Conference

The White Wolf Clan, 50 miles away from the Sheephorn Clan, in the central tent, the patriarch and the leaders are discussing matters.

"Report to the patriarch, the lion's mane team in the west has been investigated." A rider in a gray and white leather jacket opened the door and entered.

"Oh, what's the story? The Lion's Mane Clan has always been in the west. Why did you suddenly send a convoy of more than 100 people to transport so many things to our east." The White Wolf Patriarch, dressed in snow-white sable fur, sat on the Bone Tooth Throne and looked at the crook who came in. Knife rider.

"They are escorting a batch of goods, which is said to be the spoils of the classmates of the girl from the Sheephorn tribe."

"Oh, it's interesting. According to the hyena's investigation, most of the goods are estimated to be meat. Did they kill some giant beast?"

"Father, give me 300 warriors, and I can grab this batch of meat and let the clan open up." A young man stood up. He had a pair of white spotted wolf ears and his eyes were fierce.

"Second brother, let's concentrate on getting my wife back. You don't need to worry about this kind of thing." A gloomy voice sounded.

Looking at the voice, it was a young man with a knife to trim his nails. He was Walker, the fifth son of the White Wolf Patriarch, and he had a gloomy and cold style on weekdays.

After the voice fell, the standing young man directly pulled out the knife, and the cold long knife reflected the firelight in the room, reflecting bursts of white light.

"Walker, when is it your turn to speak?" The second son of the patriarch said word by word, the backlog of power in the past shocked the leaders in the big tent.

"Oh, the second brother is so powerful and majestic. Isn't it cool to see his sweet wife lying in someone else's arms." The gloomy young man continued to provoke the heartstrings of his second brother Guto, who was angry His face was red with blood, and his sharp magic power was ready to go, like a beast that chose people to devour.

"Walker, Guto, be quiet." The patriarch at the top clasped his fingertips on the armrest of the throne, making a crisp sound, making the two sons who were almost fighting sit down for a while before continuing to ask.

"The little girl from the Sheephorn tribe has only been in school for half a year, and she's not a genius. At most, she is only Sequence 3. When it comes to her classmate, she has to ask."

"Yes, patriarch."

"The Sheephorns are so small, they can't make waves. If it wasn't for the special order of the Great Shaman last year, their clan had a student of Emenas, and they would have been wiped out by other clans in this year's situation. "

"However, their good days are coming to an end."

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The half-person-high letter bamboo grass undulates in the wind, the white fluffy grass spikes sway constantly, and the warm yellow grass sea is peaceful. Under the clear blue sky, two young girls stood in the sea of ​​grass.

One of them held a wooden stick and waved it vigorously. There were bursts of fire on the rotating wooden stick. Every time they fought, a scorching wave of air rushed to the other side, making the other side feel uncomfortable and dry.

It was a pity that her opponent was the girl with long cyan hair. The scorching air waves were scattered in the air current, but the soft hair was rolled up in the wind, fluttering in the air, and then turned into little sparks and disappeared without a trace.

The girl with long blue hair used the wooden sword in her hand like flowing water, along with arcs and unloading force, making the attack of the horn girl invisible.

The two moved around in the grass. After a long time, the girl with horns was a little weak, panting, and there was no fire on the wooden staff.

"Let's be here today." The blue-haired girl said, and then put down the sword in her hand.

"Well, Lorraine." The shofar girl nodded and stopped a little disappointed.

"It's a lot better than yesterday, Nya." Loren took Nya's hand and said encouragingly, then dragged her to a hillside to sit down.

Originally, after fighting the demon pig, Loran was going to return to the Xilan Mountains, but before returning, he had to help Niya solve the problem of the tribe.

The grassland is not very peaceful, and there are frequent conflicts between them. Now the Sheephorn tribe is too weak, and Niya herself has not grown up and cannot protect her own people, and the situation is not stable.

In another 2 months, Niya will go back to school again. During this period, she must stabilize the surrounding situation before leaving with confidence.

The system task requirement is to train several legendary gold-level superhumans, several people in the Roland Hill community, Eidolon, Bumantha, and Kafra. After this period of teaching, they also began to show results gradually.

It goes without saying that Bumantha's talent can reach this level even without Roland's help. Ye Ling can do it with a little effort, while Kavra will take a long time, but this child can endure hardships very well. Don't worry too much.

In this way, three of the six places have been determined. Although the talents of Alena and Letis in the same dormitory are very good, they have their own pursuits. Roland Hill is not so good as a teacher, and it is a problem to force others to teach. very bad thing.

And Niya is the fourth one chosen by Loren. During this period of time, Niya has to be cultivated. Let her be promoted to Sequence 4 first. With a certain amount of self-protection, Roland Hill can leave with confidence.

It doesn't mean that you have to complete this task, and you have to make Niya stronger, but isn't it a joy to help friends around you to solve problems? Everything is the pursuit of profit maximization, so living like this is also very tiring.

The secret to happiness is not to be number one, but to do what you love. Instead of looking for a strange genius who doesn't know his character, Lorraine prefers to help ordinary and simple friends around him.

"Niya has thought about which sequence to be promoted to? Magic, dragon, angel, or something else?"

Lorraine looked at the brown short-haired girl with shofar, and suddenly remembered that she had seen some kind of Pokémon in the game in the previous life, with various evolutionary directions.

He has light brown hair all over his body, only a mass of white on his chest, lying on the ground, with gems of various colors in front of him, his little head looked left and right, not sure which one to choose.

Niya and Ibrahimovic are very similar, are they going to evolve into Fire Ibrahimovic? Lorraine thought.

"Also, the Fire Harvest Festival is about to start, is Niya ready?"

"Well, it's almost ready." Niya nodded. In fact, she can advance at any time now. The original sequence was easy to switch to other sequences before Sequence 5. The only problem now is which path to choose.

"Don't worry too much, the strength of the opponents in the first few rounds of the Flame Conference is not expected to be very strong, you still have time to think." Loren said comfortingly.

The flame meeting at the Fire Picking Festival is a competition for the younger generation to communicate and compete on the grasslands. The winner will receive a high degree of glory, and will allow his tribe to obtain the right to use a high-quality pasture somewhere in the Gufia Alliance for 5 years. , other tribes may not invade.

This can also be regarded as a reward within the Gufiya tribe alliance. Usually, these common pastures are jointly allocated by the shamans to reward the meritorious and appease some damaged tribes.

In order to allow her tribe to live a stable life in the next few years and not be invaded by other tribes, Niya must go to the top three. Only in this way can the weak Sheephorn tribe be protected, otherwise encounters like the old man Ketan will happen one after another.

This is not an alarmist. Among the Seven Kingdoms of Xuehua, there are only a large number of west wind plains in the middle, which is a large grain-producing country. Because of the sharp drop in grain production in various places after the west wind civil strife last year, Crancia is still too busy to take care of itself, and it is difficult to support the grasslands in the north. And the lack of food in the ancient Fia grassland is bound to intensify the conflict, and the peaceful time that was already in jeopardy may never return.

And once the blade of hatred is picked up, only if one side falls completely, the other side will show the margin of mercy.