Chapter 211 Tristolan’s Awakening

Tristolan Okarinkui...the former is Tristolan's first name, and the latter is her family's surname.

And Tristolan is a member of the Okarin Kuey family.

It can also be said that Tristolan is the... orphan of the Okarin Kuey family.

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Ah no, this kind of statement is wrong, because it is not an orphan [orphan], but [one of the orphans]. This is of course a wrong sentence.

So to put it another way, she is one of the survivors of the family's destruction.

In that desperate attack, only Tristolan O'Carinquay and her friends of the race survived.

Although they are not of the same generation, they are still considered sisters.

Tristolan is the older sister...

Later, the two sisters joined other wood elf tribes and became members of them... but they were not excluded or anything.

But on the last day, everything happened after all.

"..."

"Sister, your power is the key!"

"..."

"Home? But...my sister, my friend...have you forgotten? This time, it is not our home."

"..."

"Give me some time, okay? As long as you can break through, then this world will be saved... After that, I will protect you and everyone."

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"Instructor? Instructor?"

Amidst the reminder from the wood elf on the side, Tristolan suddenly raised her head... and realized that she had just fallen asleep while sitting on the wooden pile.

"Ah, sorry...I fell asleep."

Now, she was observing the routine training of the archer profession... The main subjects of the training were those humans who joined the Northern Territory and wanted to become professionals.

As always, the Northern Territory's operating model is still a breath of fresh air in the world, because everything here is free.

In this world, in most territories, although the citizens are subordinate to the lord, they still need to purchase food and clothing...

Only the slaves' expenses would be borne by the lord.

At this time, some people will say that it is better to be a slave than a citizen... Well, I don't think there are such people.

If we make an analogy, there is actually a very classic slavery system still preserved in the Northern Territory... that is Sebbelia's maids.

Those maids were the property of Serb Belia and Count Seth.

Now, of course it belongs to Belsi in a strict sense.

But it’s always been Sebu Belia who uses it... Isn’t this kind of rhetoric a bit ambiguous? Well, never mind.

At first glance, it seems that these maids have always lived a good life, and they have not been treated excessively or anything, but if you think about it, you will know.

Sebu Belia is a good person, so these maids can be treated well. If it were other nobles...

Chances are things will be different.

Besides, personal maids, male servants and other slaves are different after all.

The biggest difference of the Northern Territory is that everyone who joins the Northern Territory is given sufficient preferential treatment, but such preferential treatment is not free.

One day in the future, these people may need to sacrifice their lives for Belxi and the others, and the people are already prepared for this.

Otherwise...

Putting aside the [future], for now, in order to [not] be reduced to the point where they have to pay for their lives in the future, they need to train.

Choose a career path that interests you and has talents, and become a professional, either a warrior or an archer.

Belch said that interest is the best teacher.

This sentence is very rough, and it feels very absolute, but there is interesting logic and truth in it.

Although these career paths are difficult for civilians to access outside the Northern Territory, and even if they are exposed, they do not have the energy to learn.

But it is undeniable that there is a certain reason why civilians do not come into contact with similar things... that is the difficulty.

There are thresholds for professionals.

Whether it is [from 0 to 1] or [from 4 to 5], it is very difficult. The latter naturally refers to the jump from the fourth level to the fifth level.

The former refers to the transformation from a non-professional to a first-level professional.

Although it sounds like a very simple matter, Bersi and Nananoshima Semu also easily (questionably) crossed this limit.

But for human civilians, this is really a difficult thing.

Therefore, there is a great need for [teaching].

"..."

Tristolan opened her slightly cloudy eyes and reluctantly looked at the target not far away... Her eyesight was already not as good as before.

Although I can barely see objects in the distance clearly due to my recent good training, it is completely incomparable to what I used to do.

After her talent was taken away, her eyes were also disabled, and it was basically impossible for her to progress further in the archer profession.

But even so, she can still see, see the target being used for training, after the person being trained fires a volley...

The target can't be said to be riddled with holes, at least it can be said to be unscathed.

Only a few weak arrows stuck on the target, and they seemed to be very shallow, and were blown precariously by the wind.

It feels like if you shoot it on an ant, the ant will not necessarily die.

"teach……"

Tristolan recited this silently, and felt a special feeling from it that belonged to Belsi and Semu of the Seven Islands.

In this world, there is no such open mode of teaching.

The inheritance methods of professionals in this world are similar to those of the mage girl and the summoning school instructor.

Frost Magician - Zaina Colorless Rain, is the tutor of the mage girl and the students in her class, and the tutor of the academy.

That's right, it is such a [master-disciple] relationship rather than a [teacher-student] relationship. This is not only true for mages, but also for other professions.

However, the first-year courses are relatively open...

Perhaps Belch was inspired by the model of junior mage education in the first year of the academy, so he arranged for public teaching in the Northern Territory.

"Well, teaching...Captain, what do you think of the effect?"

Regarding the elves around her, it was difficult for Tristolan to determine what kind of answer she should give, because [effects] are such things...

It's really hard to explain.

"These human beings have no basis in holding a bow and shooting an arrow."

Tristolan said this, and she sighed softly: "Maybe it will take a long, long time to become a combat power, right?"

Regarding Tristolan's words, the wood elf following her also agreed: "Yeah, I really don't know why humans' archery skills are so poor."

"..."

"That's because [specialties] and [environment] are just like China's table tennis and the basketball you watch... In what kind of environment do you grow up, your talents will gradually succumb to others due to the environment."

[Yeah, just like everyone can’t figure out why neon actress culture is so popular, the general environment is here. 】

"Don't always go into strange places! (annoyed)"

【Hey~】

"Hey, you're so big!"

After such a conversation was heard not far away, Tristolan and the elves watching the training looked over one after another.

He looked in the direction of Belsi and Nananoshima Semu.

"Brother."

"Boss Belsi."

"..."

Eh? When did Tristolan start calling her big brother?

While Belsi was wondering, she said hello: "Good morning, Tristolan... How are the wood elves doing lately?"

Tristolan hesitated for Bel Xi's question, not sure why Bel Xi asked.

She noticed Herilind following Belsi, nodded as a greeting, and then responded: "I'm doing fine... not bad."

"Well, except that the weather is a bit cold after all, it's pretty good..."

Tristolan's words were not compliments or perfunctory, she and the other wood elves did think so.

Judging from its geographical location, the Anaconda Forest is in a subtropical to tropical location, and the temperature is relatively suitable for living.

As for the Northern Territory... although it's not extremely cold or anything.

But the temperature can only be said to be suitable for "survival", but not "suitable for life". There is still a difference.

"Ah, is that so? You can apply for more clothes... I'll be honest, do you want to go back to Anaconda Forest for a while?"

Belsey asked.

"..."

Tristolan: "???"

Tristolan: "!!!"

Tristolan was confused for a moment, and then immediately showed a surprised expression... Returning to the Anaconda Forest? How to go back?

What if it's teleportation? What level of magic and power can a mage have to support movement across the main plane, from east to west, north and south?

Also, why did you suddenly say you want to go back?

Amid Tristolan's confusion, Belsi told her the whole story and briefly explained the current situation in the kingdom.

Of course, no matter what part of the explanation, Belsey would naturally avoid it cleverly [Will you come back later? 】Such a question.

The default is to let them stay in the Northern Territory for the rest of their lives.

Nananoshima Semu may indeed be ruthless and have his own interests in mind, but Belxi is not willing to give in too much.

Although Belsi's way of dealing with things is much more diplomatic.

He was also captured as a slave in the Northern Territory, and Semu of the Seven Islands opened his mouth and shut his mouth as a slave. Bel Xi's words...

Might he open and close his mouth about [family members] or something?

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"Fleeing? No...is it actually a temporary avoidance of suspicion?"

Tristolan judged this, thinking about the purpose of the behavior with a relatively slow mind... Please forgive me, the wood elf's mind is very simple.

Their political sense is terrible, to say the least.

In fact, Tristolan was pretty good. The elf next to her looked completely confused and couldn't quite understand what Belsi was saying.

"Yes, that's why we need a [travel] to leave the kingdom. As for the reason for choosing Anaconda Forest."

As Bel Xi said this, he looked at Tristolan seriously: "As we said before, we want to help you regain your power."

[Yes, aren’t you from the fifth level? 】

"After you get your power back, you can become one of the four kings of the Northern Territory. Come on, Tristolan."

Tristolan has never heard of the four kings of the Northern Territory.

【Eh? What are the Four Heavenly Kings? I haven’t heard of them...]

It seems that Nananashima Semu doesn't know either...

"Of course, because I made it up now."

Belsi said casually, clasping his dragon claws: "Let me think about it, Nesta must be one, followed by Tristolan, and Da Zhuang."

These people are all among the most powerful people in the Northern Territory. Although Da Zhuang is only a second-level warrior, it is unlikely that he will really be regarded as a second-level warrior.

Tristolan is also a fierce person after regaining her power.

[What about the Fourth Heavenly King? 】

"I haven't joined yet, probably."

【happy! ! ! 】

Amid the mad chatter between the two, Tristolan squinted her eyes and looked into the distance. In the somewhat blurry world, she missed the clear world more and more.

But, what should I say...

Because he lost his eyes, he couldn't resist and became a slave, so he met Belsi and joined the Northern Territory.

Such a fate and life are not bad at all.

"Berxi...Boss Belxi."

Tristolan said this, she smiled and sat near the base of Belsi's tail, and said with emotion:

"Thank you very much for helping us unlock the shackles of slaves that day... I feel very lucky to be able to join the Northern Territory."

"But [recovering power], I don't need your help, Bel Xi. I... no... I..."

As she spoke, Tristolan hesitated. She was silent for a while, and then said calmly: "No, I need your help."

Why do you suddenly need help again?

【What? Didn't understand. 】

Belsi and Seven Island Semu were equally confused, but he didn't say anything, but waited for the next step. He turned his head and looked at Tristolan.

Her eyes were as beautiful as gemstones. Apart from the vague turbidity, there was also a little helplessness at the moment.

"I think I need you to give me enough courage, brother."

Tristolan said this and nodded seriously: "I'm here to get back the power that belongs to me, brother... If I waver, I'll trouble you."

In other words, do you want to help Tristolan strengthen her faith when she feels hesitant and confused?

It feels very troublesome.

"Then I can't do it..."

Bel Xi said this, and then under Tristolan's surprised gaze, he simply said: "I can't decide your belief."

"I hope you get your power back, because then you can help me, help us, and help the Northern Territory."

Speaking like this, Belsi picked up Tristolan with her claws, put it in front of her, and looked at her.

"But, in the end, what choices you make and what thoughts you have, these are the things you need to determine."

"If you really can't make up your mind... then you might as well just give up, because you won't get anything back."

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"Phew...I know."

Tristolan said this, she thought about it for a while, she closed her eyes gently, and she seemed to be able to hear the voice of a girl in a trance.

"Sister, I feel very painful, but...as long as I can gather more strength, I will definitely be able to achieve that future."

"Hiss...it hurts."

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"Let's go..."

Tristolan opened her eyes. She had never seemed as determined as she was at this moment, even for a moment.

"Let me take back what belongs to me...!"