Chapter 244 Conversation and Reverie

In the wildfire showdown last winter, a girl from the horn tribe unexpectedly became a dark horse, entered the finals and won, which surprised many people.

On the grassland burned by the wildfire, the brown-haired girl fell on the dry grass, covered in blood, struggling constantly, and then the scattered flames, condensed by her strong will, converged and erupted, and finally devoured the opponent.

Afterwards, the great shaman carefully treated the seriously injured girl, allowing her to recover as much as possible and then return to her hometown safely. Afterwards, she also asked the messenger to instruct the surrounding large tribes not to intrude on this small residence.

When the shamans did these things, they didn't think too much. In the idea of ​​taking care of as many orcs as possible, they did these things casually.

No one expected that this ordinary girl who was lucky by chance would bring an unexpected joy this time.

In the warm big tent, several shamans were sitting by the fire. After Loren and Nya came in, they were also arranged to sit on wooden chairs by the fire.

"Where did Miss Lorraine come from? It seems that you are human." Lao Sa stroked his beard and asked curiously.

No wonder these people are curious. Generally speaking, most of the natural sequences come from the Green Empire, because they inherited the inheritance of the forest elves, while the natural factions in Xuehua Seven Kingdoms are very rare.

"I'm from Crancia, close to the border of the Tissilan Mountains." Roland Hill is not easy to hide, and he and his roommates introduced it before, but fortunately, the Tissilan Mountains are now more famous than the Rabbit Clan. , outsiders do not know that the sage is also from this.

"Tisiran Mountains?" In the warm firelight, the shaman fell into a little thought.

Today, the Rabbit Ear tribe in the Tixilan Mountains is very famous, and the extraordinary fruits and grains it produces are well-known. Even many tribes on the grasslands are very envious of these distant relatives.

"Have you seen the Rabbit Ears over there?" the old shaman asked.

"Yes." Lorraine nodded, this is quite familiar, after all, many knowledge and skills of the Rabbit Ears were taught by her, and she went to various cities to inspect before going to school.

The old shaman then asked: "Then can you tell us what their life is like now?"

This... Hearing this, Lorraine was a little troubled. Is it true? The Rabbit Ears are much better than you, and I taught them. I always feel a bit self-proclaimed.

If you don't speak the truth, you have to lie again, there is really no need for that, and she doesn't like lying too much.

Let's be more euphemistic. Thinking of this, Roland Hill said slowly: "The Rabbit Ears are now developing fields in the mountains, learning words and knowledge, and they can be seen in many cities in Crancia."

"Then they won't be discriminated against and bullied by humans?" a wolf-eared shaman sitting next to him asked eagerly.

It seems that the news of this group of orcs is a bit outdated, Roland thought, but after all, it has only changed for a year, and the ancient Fia grassland also lacks channels for external communication, so it can be understood.

"No, they are working very hard now." Thinking of the group of diligent rabbits, Lorraine nodded with relief. They were all good children taught by him.

"What is the effect of them developing fields in the mountains? As far as I know, the Tixilan Mountains are a branch of the Sigh Mountains, and there are quite a few monsters among them." The old shaman was silent for a while before asking. The mood is also a little more complicated, as if the distant poor relatives who used to look down on them suddenly become lucky, even if they know that this has little to do with them, they still find it hard to let go.

"The monsters in the Tisilan Mountains get along very well with them."

Of course, is it okay to eat full every day? Roland Hill recalled the scene he saw before he left. Several Sequence 3 Xilan Golden Tigers were lying on their stomachs like balls. Sun on the ground. So the green-haired girl nodded solemnly, thinking that she would have to find some work for these big cats in the future, and she would sleep after eating every day.

"Is that so..."

After listening to the description of the blue-haired girl, for some reason, the shaman present felt a little sour in his heart, and his feelings were not good on his own side. Half the master, without all kinds of grievances.

The flames burned quietly, and the autumn dry firewood emitted a faint blue smoke, and then spread out along the round holes in the top of the tent.

"After Miss Loren came to our grassland, do you have any thoughts or ideas?" The old shaman looked at the student of Emenas and asked. In fact, he also wanted to know how the outside world viewed them as orcs, or in other words, he was also very interested in the views of this girl who described the forest fairyland.

In the past, repeating the tradition for thousands of years, is it really going astray, and is there any other way out?

"This..." After all, she's an outsider, and it's not easy for a girl to directly say what's wrong with others.

"I think it's better to grab the few fruits that you have." She paused for a while before continuing.

"It's better to work together to grow the fruit bigger, so that more people can eat it."

"Ms. Lorraine's idea is good, but unfortunately the land in the grassland is barren, and only so many fruits can grow." The Niutou Shaman next to him sighed and shook his head.

"Miss Loren's family background must be good." The wolf-eared shaman was a little disdainful. Although Emenas's students are rare, they are not uncommon, and there are many in their clan. This songstress is probably born into a big family, and her opinion is like 'why not eat minced meat'. If they have plenty of food, will it be so difficult to fight each other every day?

Although the other shamans did not speak, it is estimated that the thoughts in their hearts are similar. You have not experienced our sufferings, so how can you understand our difficulties. Sure enough, the existence of a singer can only bring people a beautiful dream, but cannot solve practical problems.

"My family background is average." The words of the previous life were indeed true.

"Although I haven't experienced those days of starvation, I have heard a lot."

The tragic encounters in the famine years can be said to be unforgettable by the older generation, and they are often used to teach her, so that when she was a child in her previous life, she was absolutely not allowed to eat leftovers, and she had to finish it every time, otherwise she would be scolded.

"It's not that I don't know the difficulties everyone has encountered." The blue-haired girl said slowly, and then raised her head.

"What if I could come up with a solution to your problems?"

The crimson flames were crackling, and the warm firelight reflected in the girl's eyes. The eyes were burning, the kind of tenderness and confidence, so that everyone present could not help but start to recall the name when people cheered not long ago, "Poem of Fire". ancient legend.

Erani, a girl who was born from fire and healed by singing.