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Chapter 687:

Tiya clenched her fists and was furious, but the other party remained calm.

Our fox has already taken control of the guards in the city, and here he is a woman, openly provoking the princess and her group of people where the Lord of the Mountain is located. It seems that no matter where the maid goes, it is difficult to provoke profession.

"Of course we also prepared a small cabin for Princess Limien, who was unwilling to separate from the guards, right behind the camp."

Behind the five tents, there is indeed an old but obviously renovated cabin.

"Amy, look, it's a wooden house! I've never lived in a wooden house."

It was like seeing rare treasures, Natsuki, whose eyes were shiny, ran towards the ordinary wooden house with a brisk pace, but was called by the female servant behind:

"Your Highness, the Marquis finally asked me to convey to you. If you can't sleep at night, you are welcome to your room at any time."

Natsuki, who didn't know how to deal with it, turned red and pulled Amy to escape into the cabin.

"Then I will take my leave first, I wish you all a good night's dream."

The Marquis is indeed a very infuriating guy. He really wants to leave this cold and terrifying place as soon as possible.

"Wait, Captain! Why are you taking it for granted?"

Tiya pouted, and her slender index finger pointed directly at the Lord of the Mountain who was checking the stake.

"The situation will not improve anyway. Instead of complaining, why not help me picking up some firewood for me."

Matadra had no intention of appeaseing the furious Tiya, and he was concerned about re-tiring the rope tied to the stake.

"That's right, then let's leave it to the captain. Let's go to the forest to find firewood."

Zier patted my shoulder, knowing that I was also dissatisfied, and told me not to care too much, and at the same time took away Tiya and the teeth that were not knowing what they were in a daze.

The surrounding scenery gradually darkened with the night, and a few stars appeared in the sky. It was obvious that we should have returned to the camp to keep warm, but we were still looking for firewood in the sparse forest, which was unpleasant.

"The Marquis is considered the noble son of Kiwadland, and it is natural to be a little harsh. Not every nobleman in the palace can treat the wise and the nobles."

Zier picked up a branch and hugged it carefully in his arms, so that he would not let the falling snowflakes touch it.

"What does it mean to count yes? Yes, no, no."

I also picked up a branch, but I threw it aside because it was too wet.

Why do I have to work? Shouldn’t I let the injured rest?

Speaking of this, the trauma medicine plus Tiya's goblin magic has a significant effect. After three meals, he has recovered to be able to walk, but he is still limping.

"The current king of Kiwadland's 'Tad Taruks' was the leader of a mercenary group. The mercenary group he led was very active among neighboring countries and often devoted to the most rewarding war. Ten years ago, he became a citizen of Kiwadland and was named a noble for his military achievements. Several of his generals, as his adopted sons, also became the upper class. Today, the two children of the mercenary king should be among the children."

So that's how it is. It's hard for the two brothers to look different at all, and their younger brother has a higher title than their older brother.

While I imagined the appearance of a mercenary king, I threw the firewood wet with snow to the side.

"You human affairs are too complicated, but it's better for us to be a fairly uncontested goblin."

I think Tiya, you are already secular enough, that ordinary fairies will not complain that they can sleep without a bed.

"Hey! Yak, don't throw the branches to my side anymore."

"Sorry, sorry, I didn't notice."

No matter how you pick it up, you will find some firewood that cannot be used. When will you pick it up? No one is picking it up very seriously.

Especially teeth, I have been standing next to me in a daze since the beginning.

"Tait, are you looking for it?"

I talked to my teeth holding the five mushrooms.

"Ah, I got it wrong."

Only then did Ya realize that she was holding a mushroom in her hand, so she quickly joined the ranks of picking up firewood.

Since he arrived in Dyrent City, he has been in a state of emptiedness, which reminds me of the fact that Ya asked Zier about when I arrived at the castle.

I walked to Zier, and after I walked away, I bit my ear and asked:

"Na Zier, what did Ya ask you when she was in the stable?"

"He asked me about the location of Dyrent City, and the other is the location of the east."

"Why do you want to find Dongfang?"

"I don't know this. Are you looking for it seriously? You're empty-handed."

It seems that I am the one who seems the least serious.

After enjoying the hot soup sent by Baron Sada and the delicious mushrooms picked by mistake, Matadra ordered us to take turns to watch the campfire, and he stood in front of the cabin to guard the cabin.

"Yak, has your injury healed?"

Because Amy was in the wooden house, Zier, who was responsible for packing dinnerware, spoke out for concern for my injuries.

"Although I can't walk for too long and have to focus on my left leg, the wound has begun to heal."

I straightened my injured right leg and reconfirmed the bandaged part under the flashing campfire.

Now the person who is watching the campfire is Ya. Zier and I can't sleep, so we stay outside and chat together.

The teeth, sitting opposite us, looked quietly at the campfire, their light black pupils reflected the swaying flames, dyed with orange-red, drooping faces, looking a little lonely.

We looked at each other and decided that I would speak first.

"Tait, if you have any worries, you can talk to us..."

Noticing that I was calling him, Ya then raised her head and looked at me with her empty and unsightly eyes.

Ya did not answer, but just moved her eyes outside the city wall and looked towards the direction of today's forest of picking firewood.

Zier seemed to swallow the problem of surging his throat. Just as we were about to continue to remain silent, our teeth slowly opened.

"The scenery nearby is very similar to my hometown. In winter, everything will be covered with a layer of snow. Every time I go on such snowy nights, I will think of the dead tribe members..."

He said coldly, his expression unchanged, as if he was telling things that had nothing to do with him.

Just after we were shocked, the teeth lacked a slight slight sound and continued.

"We Tianzhong clan live on a mountain northeast of the Otinger Continent and live a life without regard for the world. Because we are good at hunting, we are well-known in the local area."

"In the East, orcs are often regarded as monsters. Therefore, after the regime of neighboring countries changed, they were identified by the radicals who advocated war and expansion by the court as foreign barbarians who had to be eliminated. Therefore, the emperor personally led his proud 50,000 elite army to massacre the Tianzhong clan, which only had more than a few hundred people."

Speaking of this, Ya's fist clenched angrily, her eyes became more and more fierce, and her suppressed emotions continued to overflow. He tried to follow up the unfinished topic:

"The Tianzhong clan has a custom. As long as it is an adult tribe, both men and women must go out to practice for a year, otherwise they cannot return to the village. Because of this, I escaped the disaster."

"After returning to my hometown, I witnessed the broken village and corpses all over the ground. In a rage, I killed several local officials and was wanted by the court. At that time, I thought so that as long as I escaped to the other end of the mainland, I might be able to get rid of the pursuers and get rid of this nightmare of extermination."

"Escape means running away, but I didn't expect the same thing to be performed here..."

As soon as he finished speaking, his teeth loosened his clenched fists and his empty vision returned to the bursting firewood.

Things like this are indeed happening constantly. Some princes and princes have started wars everywhere for their own interests. I heard my father say that even when our Didvia was established, many alien races were forced to merge or annihilate and expel them.

No wonder Ya recalled this tragic past. The United Clan is facing the same situation. Perhaps it will be ruthlessly erased from the map in the near future and included in part of Kiwadland, and even the evidence of existence will not be left behind.
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