Chapter 107 The Return of Fire

Western Continent, Ancient Fia Prairie.

On the undulating wilderness, a group of warm-blooded horses galloped across the ground.

The horses' hooves stepped on the grass, bringing up the mud, and the light yellow smoke. Nearly a thousand horses swayed their muscular muscles and the reflective smooth fur on the surface.

The horses of these orcs herd were vigorous and vigorous, galloping across the land through the open fields, with a luxuriant wood not far behind them.

These trees, with pale yellow leaves and white trunks, squeaked against the wind in the summer wind, and the leaves swayed in the sunlight, reflecting bright and mottled brilliance.

Smelling the dry and warm grassy smell, a figure wearing a felt hat was riding a horse. When he saw the pale yellow forest in the distance, his speed gradually slowed down.

The horse under him moved forward leisurely, and the figure was also looking at the strange and familiar scenery around him in the warm warm wind.

After that, when he gradually walked to the yellow woods, he turned over and dismounted.

He took off the hood on his head, revealing a pair of curved horns, the face below it was a little mature, and the close-fitting leather armor revealed his beautiful figure.

She led the horse into the refreshing woods with the rustling sound, and tall wooden houses not far away also appeared in the field of vision.

The road in the forest is very spacious, and the sides are relatively clean, and you can see sporadic wooden stakes for rest. When she approached this settlement, a roar of roosters and cows croaked sparsely, bringing a breath of life to people.

When the woman approached the center of the settlement, several aunties were sewing and weaving clothes under the shade of a tree, and chatting about something incidentally.

"How has your child studied recently? My treasure said that the teacher taught so many things that he can't remember it." An aunt who also had curved horns talked about her recent troubles.

"Hey, so did my kid. Later, I asked him to use the notebook issued by the school to write down everything he didn't understand. Don't be reluctant to use it, and then let his dad go to the market to buy it later."

"Isn't that book usually used to memorize the quotations of His Highness Roland Hill? Wouldn't it be a little bad to write other things?" Another aunt asked hesitantly.

"this........"

"Don't worry about this, His Royal Highness Roland Hill will be happy to see such a scene." The woman approached slowly, wearing a brown leather armor on her upper body, and several belts tied around her thighs, she squeezed in slightly. In the flesh, it was used to carry some items, and behind it was a scarlet hooded cloak.

"Is this... Niya, you're back." Several aunts looked at the young woman, a little surprised, and then stood up one by one.

"I'm back." Niya looked at everyone she knew with a smile on her face, and then looked left and right, with a bit of nostalgia in her eyes.

"It's back."

"Just come back, just come back... I'll let the village get you something delicious." The aunts were a little excited, and then a few nearby children happily gathered around her.

"Sister Niya is back, Sister Niya is back~" cheerful voices ran through the village in the woods, and a burst of clamorous and happy footsteps sounded in the village.

It was night, and a bonfire was raised in the open space in the village, and hundreds of people gathered around the bonfire to celebrate.

They grilled fragrant kebabs, garnished with cumin and salt, glistening with oil, and held large wooden cups filled with refreshing beer, some playing the siter, some Beat the beat, beat the snare drum, and sing along.

The fire was bright, the laughter was endless, and the sound of clinking glasses was everywhere.

Several strong men with wine glasses stood up at this moment and shouted in the evening wind.

"Come on, let me give Niya a toast! Celebrate a great hero in our family."

"Okay~"

"it is good!"

"Agree!"

"One cup is not enough, three cups."

"No, ten cups."

"Hahaha, I won't go home tonight if I don't get drunk."

In the hustle and bustle of the night, Niya was surrounded by a large group of people. These people wore leather jackets and short sleeves of various colors, with strong bodies and a pair of curved horns on their heads.

"Thank you, thank you..." Niya looked at these enthusiastic compatriots and felt as if she was surrounded by flames. Although she is not very good at drinking, these dark and familiar faces are so kind, which warms her heart.

"Haha, another drink."

Seeing Niya drinking out the wine in the cup, everyone cheered enthusiastically, and then shouted loudly.

Then Niya retreated, and drank several more cups, and then everyone dispersed under the dissuasion of several aunts, allowing Niya to rest.

Looking at Niya, whose face was a little red, an aunt helped to bring the soup for sobering up, and then sat next to her.

"You child, don't be spoiled by a few of them." She helped straighten Niya's hair, and looked at the face that she had grown up with when she was a child.

"Sure enough, as I said at the time, she is a beautiful embryo, but they didn't believe it at that time, hum."

"Hmm..." Niya blushed and responded with an embarrassed smile.

"Why did you suddenly come back today, haven't you been in the capital Solander all the time?" the aunt asked curiously.

"I was in the capital before because Crancia needed someone to contact the various departments of the grasslands, and my identity was very suitable, so I have been helping there all the time."

"Now that the situation has gradually stabilized, Solander also has a lot of mature people and orcs, so I don't need to change my mind as before.

Moderated. "Niya sat up a little, drank some soup, and gradually regained consciousness.

"Then now... don't say that you gave up your position just to go home and shepherd sheep and horses. In my opinion, it is prestige to work in Crancia." The aunt said her simple thoughts.

"Muma's clansmen are everywhere, but when they reach the seventh rank, they are still friends of the sages. You are the only one. You are the pride of our clan."

"Well, I know." Niya nodded. Compared with the past, she has matured a lot.

"Actually, when I came back this time, I also took the country's mission."

"In the future, the ancient Fia Prairie will be divided into six administrative regions, and various institutions will be established to assist in construction and management."

"I'm relatively lucky, I was awarded to serve as the governor of one of the administrative districts, so I came back this time." She said a little embarrassedly, feeling that she was not old and experienced enough to hold such an important position.

"Wow, this is a big happy event, a big happy event." A smile appeared on the aunt's face.

"Our Sheephorn clan can be considered promising, and a big man has emerged." She said in her mouth, wanting to stand up and tell the people around.

"But..." Seeing this, Nia wanted to stop.

"It's nothing. Niya, you have to be confident, it's nothing, it's the first time, everyone is coming here for the first time. Even if one is not good, there are so many people in the clan to help you. Even if they Not clever, but three stinky sheep herders and one riding horse can always make a way out."

"Go ahead and do it."

Soon after, there was a louder cheer in the village surrounded by trees, and the eager figures threw Niya high in the firelight, and then fell again.

Repeatedly, the warm sound echoed in the wilderness and spread to the distance under the stars.