The noise and sunlight penetrated into the bedroom together. Looking at the hazy light, Enleco could not imagine that the Montita people were so impatient to celebrate their festival.
In Sophien, the glorious day is definitely not so lively.
In Enleco's memory, Glory Day can be regarded as the most boring festival.
In the past, he would always be woken up early by his father on this day, as if the day always started with a busy day of cleaning.
At noon, everyone in the town gathered in the church in the town.
The only thing that made Enleco feel interesting was listening to the priest tell the history of the war between gods and demons.
For Enleco as a child, it was one of the most interesting myths and legends.
In addition to listening to the stories told by the pastor, another interesting thing was the Holy Communion.
This Holy Communion was a rare opportunity for Enleco to enjoy a delicious meal as a child.
As a child, Enleco's understanding of the love of gods and the mercy of the church was probably limited to this rich Holy Communion.
It wasn't until he grew up that he realized that every household in the town had to contribute generously to this rich Holy Communion.
Because of this, Enleco didn't like churches and clergy very much since he was a child, until he and Bertina met the believers of the Goddess of Life in Chengdaville.
Enleco had no idea how the Montita people would celebrate the Day of Glory.
But he was not interested in knowing all this because he was so sore all over.
Enleco was sure that he must have misunderstood something about that kind of martial arts! Because a night's rest allowed his physical strength to recover, but at the same time, the bad condition of his body was clearly revealed.
Both arms seemed to be broken, and Enleco felt extremely sore even if he didn't move at all.
That feeling of soreness in the bone marrow was really terrible.
He just wanted to lie like this and maybe feel better if he lay there all day.
Enleco's mind was thinking about the kind of martial arts that caused all this. From the old man's skills and the records on the boulder, this kind of martial arts was obviously quite powerful, but Enleco was convinced that once I'm afraid it's not just the opponent who will be harmed by improper use.
Enleco couldn't help shaking his head and smiling bitterly at a martial art that might hurt him.
In a blur, Enleco felt that he had used too much force in yesterday's battle. Obviously, this kind of martial arts requires just the right amount of strength. Excessive strength cannot make this kind of martial arts more powerful. , even unable to give the opponent a more powerful blow.
"Want me to give you a massage?"
Suddenly the little girl came in, holding a tray in her hand with toiletries on it.
Enleco was used to this, but he at least understood one thing. This was definitely not the respect and subservience of a disciple to his master.
But Enleco had nothing to do about it, and even he himself had some doubts. He liked the feeling of being carefully served.
And now Enleco didn't want to refuse the little girl's kindness even more, because even if he moved his arm, he felt extremely sore.
"I heard that the girls in the Montita Kingdom are all proficient in several massage techniques. Is there any technique that can help people recover from fatigue? If you only know the massage technique that day, then there is no need." Enlai Ko said with a smile.
The little girl's cheeks were slightly flushed. Ever since she lived here, there was no trace of the tomboy she used to be on her body.
After serving Enleco to wash up, the little girl took the tray out. When she came back, she held a ceramic bottle in her hand with a cork on the top.
In addition there is a piece of oil silk and a towel.
The towel was brand new, and the wool on it looked fluffy and soft, even with the fragrance of sunshine.
Enleco was quite familiar with spreading oily silk on top of the sleeping mat. The same was true for Her Royal Highness the Princess's maid, Miss Lina.
Enleco lay on the oil silk and exposed his upper body, while the little girl pulled out the cork of the pottery bottle.
Enleco felt very uncomfortable with the pungent smell.
But he knew that this must be the best medicinal oil, because he had smelled several of its ingredients. In Chris's laboratory, Bertina often used these medicines to heal his wounds. Because of this, Enleco is very familiar with these potions.
The little girl carefully applied the medicinal oil into the palms of her hands, and then she massaged it gently.
Enleko grinned and endured the feeling of soreness in his bones, but he also knew that this was indeed very effective.
He could even feel the medicinal oil gradually seeping into his muscles, and the slight tingling gradually replaced the terrible sore feeling.
Also from the slightly heated muscles, Enleco felt bursts of beating, which was a sign of rapid muscle recovery.
Enleco closed his eyes and enjoyed the little girl's skilled massage skills. He now finally understood why Kate told him that the masseur in his family who had followed his father for many years was treated as a guest of honor.
Indeed, an excellent masseur is of irreplaceable value to a warrior.
And the Montita people are obviously very lucky! Because every Montita woman is the best masseur.
Enleco idled his eyes gently, hearing the noisy sounds outside the window.
The sounds grew louder and louder, with laughter, shouts, singing and other sounds.
These sounds overlapped, some came from far away, and more seemed to be right next to them, outside the door.
I don't know how much time passed, but suddenly, Enleco felt a strange and comfortable feeling where he felt the pain.
This feeling was familiar. The prankster girl had obviously secretly changed her massage techniques.
Enleco opened his eyes and was about to scold him.
But in the end, he couldn't blame him, because what he saw was the little girl's sweating profusely, what he saw was the narrow vest soaked with sweat, and what he saw was the little girl concentrating all her strength on her hands. , obviously this job is too heavy for her weight and age.
Enleco's eyes closed. He didn't know why he did this, and he didn't know why he didn't stop the little girl.
Confused, he felt guilty.
"The most lively tribal meeting on the grassland will be held today by the lake." The little girl said softly.
"If you want to go and watch, just go and say hello to your father and clan leader for me. The long knife in the box was made by me for Bashan. I think he will be willing to accept this gift." Enleco said.
Although his eyes were closed, Enleco clearly felt the little girl's whole body shake.
"How is Xiaokangdan's martial arts training going? I know you sneak out quietly every day, and you should be teaching Xiaokangdan the martial arts skills I taught you. Isn't that right?" Enleco asked.
His tone was very calm, and Lila's sneaky behavior had long been noticed by him, but he didn't feel anything was wrong.
The little girl is obviously a little timid. This is definitely not her past temperament and temper.
Enleco knew very well that she, like other Montita women, tried her best to suppress her original temperament and tried her best to turn herself into a real Montita woman and a wife who could satisfy her husband.
It's just that Enleco has never considered becoming this little girl's husband.
"I went against your wishes. In addition to Xiaokangdan, I also taught Bashan martial arts. In fact, we have been teaching Bashan martial arts without telling you. When you agreed to let us ride in a carriage with you, Bashan already You guessed our intention." The little girl said timidly.
Enleco was not surprised by this, nor did he feel the slightest anger. He just sighed and said: "Without the potion prepared by my wife and the tattoos she tattooed on your bodies, it is not possible to achieve success in martial arts. so easy."
Enleco suddenly opened his eyes and asked, "Did Bashan ask you to teach him martial arts?"
"No, please don't misunderstand my brother. He is full of sincerity towards you. In fact, he is the person who is most opposed to hiding this matter from you. Teaching him martial arts is the request of the patriarch, our great-grandfather.
The reason why great-grandfather did this was so that Bashan could successfully inherit the position of clan leader in the future. In his vision, Xiao Kangdan should enter the city in the clouds and become one of the strongest warriors in Montita. Only then would the tribe be able to succeed. Only when it can truly prosper can it become a larger alliance. Lila said slowly, and the movements of her hands seemed even gentler.
"Wait a minute, I'll go take a look with you, and give Bashan some tips." Enleco smiled and said: "It saves you and Xiao Kangdan from always being worried about this, this is what my wife and I give you. I’ll repay you for taking care of me along the way.”
Hearing what Enleco said, the little girl was obviously very excited.
Perhaps because she was convinced that Enleco was easy to talk to, the little girl began to become restless. She suddenly sat astride Enleco's right arm, swaying her body and gently rubbing Enleco between her legs. Lecco's arms, while whispering: "Master, please accept me, even if you treat me as a maid, if you are afraid that your wife will find out about this, I will not let her notice."
Hearing the little girl's soft plea, Enleco felt a headache.
Although he knew very well that he was in trouble, before that, Lila at least had not officially revealed the matter.
Enleco felt like an ostrich with its head buried in the sand, but this was indeed the only way he could think of to avoid it. Now he couldn't even use this last resort.
"Let's talk about it in two years. You are too young. Maybe for the Montita people, you have reached the age suitable for marriage. However, I do not belong to Montita. You are still far from adulthood."
Enleco gently patted Lila's small buttocks and said, this is a method he learned from the extremely obedient Majesty. Milinda once told him that this method is used to coax women. Children are most effective.
But what he regrets now is that Milinda's methods may only be limited to the Kaoqi Kingdom.
The little girl was still reluctant. She gently grabbed Enleco's hand and never let it leave her body, as if it was the most precious collateral and as if it was proof of a promise.
"As far as I know, other Ledin people have no objection to Montita's customs. Take your compatriot, the supreme Lord Sante, who married several young wives. He even said , watching them become more beautiful and charming day by day like flowers blooming, there is nothing more wonderful than this." The little girl came close to Enleco and said affectionately in his ear.
"This guy is definitely a pervert, a shameless and perverted old pervert."
Enleco has already made a clear definition in his heart for Sant, who comes from the Kingdom of Leiding.
There was nothing he could do now. Enleco had no choice but to pick up the little girl and throw her aside. Although this approach was a bit rude, it was the only way he could think of to solve the problem now.
"Go and change clothes. It's time for us to go out. I hear it's getting more and more lively outside." Enleco said.
The little girl's expression was full of disappointment and helplessness, but she ran towards the kitchen without saying a word. When she came out, she was holding a large wooden barrel in her arms, with steam rising from the barrel. .
"I have already boiled the bath water and kept it warm! The temperature is just right now." The little girl said softly, her appearance was exactly the same as that of Dake's wives.
Enleko let out a long sigh. He felt that his heart was full of apologies. He slowly walked to Lila and lifted the messy hair on the little girl's forehead.
He said softly: "I believe you will become the most perfect wife, but I am not suitable to be a husband. If you really care so much, just stay with me until you are an adult."
"If I leave Montita Prairie one day, I will also take you away. Go outside and have a look. You will find that there is not only one way of survival in this world. If by that time, you still insist on your current ideas... "
Having said this, Enleco quickly shut up. He didn't want to make any promises, not to mention that the decision-making power was not in his hands. There were three powerful women standing behind him, and they all held extremely deadly weapons in their hands. I can't break the contract at all.
Enleco gently kissed the little girl's forehead. To his surprise, Lila suddenly jumped up and grabbed his neck.
A kiss on the forehead turned into a passionate touch of lips.
His whole body was immersed in hot water, and now his mood had calmed down a little. Enleco was still thinking about the sudden passionate kiss just now.
That passionate kiss clearly carried the wild and uninhibited nature of the grassland. At that moment, Lila regained her energetic expression. The difference was that she was no longer the naughty and willful tomboy.
This feeling is completely different from previous kisses.
In my memory, only Fianna would be invested in such strong affection. However, Fianna was not so wild, but had an extra sweetness and affection.
In my memory, Xiling also likes kissing, but it seems to be a game. Her kissing is the most skillful, with the most tricks and methods. However, Enleco has never felt a trace of affection from it. It is just an interesting way. game.
In her memory, Chris didn't like kissing her, as it seemed that kissing was more precious and unattainable than her breasts, but the kiss under the holy mountain still remains in her memory.
At that time, Chris was full of confusion, even a little timid and wanted to escape, but there was a faint but insoluble emotion filling her.
Coming out of the bathroom, Enleco put on the clothes Lila had prepared for him.
A black wool top looked unusually soft, with a row of Montita-style buttons sewn on the chest.
A pair of loose trousers of the same material were pinched near the calf, and the legs were sewn with pedals, which was Montita's unique style.
This is Enleco's own design. Although it doesn't look very good, its biggest feature is that it is light and comfortable.
After experiencing a lot of prosperity, Enleco no longer paid attention to appearance. The simple and comfortable hut built in the mountains of Leiding resonated with him a lot.
The boots were also practical and not flashy, without any decoration, but the thick but soft cowhide was unique. It was Enleco's unique invention.
Enleco didn't notice that he was getting closer to Chris. He didn't feel that there was anything wrong with this overkill, as if this was the unique privilege of these extraordinary magicians.
Still wearing the robe that has become his trademark, he even has an admirer who imitates him.
Lila was already dressed and standing at the door. She had a bunch of braids on her head, with silver silk ropes tied at the ends.
That white festive outfit made her look energetic and full of youthful vigor and vitality.
Enleco looked at the little girl up and down. The little girl was indeed full of youthful charm now.
Lila wears her beloved scimitar around her waist, which makes her look a bit nondescript.
She is also holding another long knife! It was the magic weapon that Enleco made for her brother Bashan. The little girl hugged the long knife tightly as if holding a baby, because she knew very well what it meant to the tribe.
All along, Lila has been wavering between the people she loves and the interests of the tribe.
It is precisely for this reason that she hopes that the person she loves deeply will take away her most precious things and keep her in the room. Then she will no longer have to worry about this matter.
After leaving the room, the city in the clouds showed a rare leisure. People were chatting against the wall everywhere. Even married women who were not allowed to go out on weekdays were laughing and playing under the leadership of their husbands. There were people everywhere. There was a wool felt rug, and the rug was filled with exquisite food.
The family sat on the rug, while the children ran around and laughed. They were the happiest group of people.
The clergy also enjoyed it, and it was not as solemn and rigid as the Sophie Kingdom's Glory Day celebration. Obviously, for the Montita people, Glory Day was just the most festive day for laughter and entertainment.
This place is different from the Kaoqi Kingdom. Obviously, the Montita people do not think that grand celebrations and glorious scenes will help increase the joy of the festival.
This idea appealed to Enleco so much that he even suspected that these grassland people were the ones who knew how to enjoy life best.
What made Enleco feel a little disappointed was that he did not see Angeli above the temple.
The temple was deserted except for the little golden thing that poked its head out of the Holy Grail.
The little thing obviously felt very lonely, and her loneliness made her fly slowly towards Enleco.
At least in her opinion, this annoying, despicable, shameless, and cunning lying thief was someone who could still say a few words.
"Isn't An Qili with you?"
Enleco didn't want to deal with this troublesome little thing.
"She has to be with her family all day today."
The little thing flew to Enleco's head and sat down and said, obviously she wanted to stay here and not leave.
The little girl stood aside and looked at this "cute" little thing with her eyes wide open.
But she didn't dare to show any curiosity or affection, because she knew very well how much the master hated this little guy.
"Why don't you go with her? I remember that you like the excitement." Enleco asked her puzzledly.
"That rude, savage, despicable, shameless gorilla must be there too. I don't want to see him. What's more, except for Cecelia, none of Anqili's family members like me very much, especially those two A guy with a beard."
The little thing spoke and pulled Enleco's hair as if to vent his anger, like an angry and coquettish child, angrily pulling the grass on the ground.
Enleco didn't care about a few hairs, but he couldn't bear the rudeness of the little thing. He grabbed the little thing and put it back into the Holy Grail.
"I can't accompany you today. I have to go down the mountain. If I take you with me! I can't explain to An Qili." Enle said coquettishly.
"Every one of you has a reason, but no one has ever considered my mood." The little thing said angrily, with anger and deep loneliness in his tone.
I don't know why Enleco felt sad, and he began to sympathize with this annoying little thing.
He touched the little thing's little head with his fingers, and the latter quickly retracted his head into the Holy Grail in order to avoid it. Obviously, this kind of intimate behavior was still exclusive to An Qili.
"Stay quietly. You only have one day today to feel lonely. Compared with the time you spend with An Qili, one day is nothing. Stay well and I will bring you a copy when you come back. Gift." Enleco said.
"I don't want any gifts. Gifts are meaningless to me. I want your promise last night. You should know exactly what I need." The little thing yelled.
"I will consider it, give me some time, after all, this is a difficult problem for me." Enleco sighed and said, this is true, he has been hesitant and difficult to choose.
After saying this, Enleco walked towards the outside of the temple, leaving only the lonely little figure in the temple.
Enleco had not been out and about for a long time. Montita was indeed very lively during the festival, but what surprised Enleco most was probably Montita's way of celebrating.
Every intersection square is covered with carpets, which are the venues for celebration ceremonies. The streets are full of people, and even the rooftops are full of people singing and dancing.
The lively rhythmic music played on the harp came and went, and the girls were singing and dancing among the crowd. They were like flowers blooming on the grassland, dotted in all directions of Grant City.
Sometimes there are boys and girls chasing and fighting. What makes Enleco find it difficult to understand is that most of the chasing and fighting people are the same age as Lila. On the contrary, the young people of the same size as herself appear much more stable. However, seeing that most of them around them Following his wife, Enleco seemed to understand again.
Another interesting sight was the flower bouquets being thrown everywhere. The affectionate eyes of the people throwing the flower bouquets filled Enleco's heart with vigilance.
"What does this mean in the Kingdom of Montita?" Enleco approached Lila and asked softly.
"You don't have to worry, that's how men woo women. The flower bouquet expresses love. If the girl is willing to accept this love, she will take the flower bouquet away. If she doesn't want to accept this love, they will Throw the flower ball back." The little girl explained.
Enleco nodded. After hearing this, he discovered that those men who were rejected were often laughed at in good faith by the people around them.
"What about the children chasing and fighting? Is this also Montita's custom?" Enleco asked.
"During the festival, the girls in Montita have to endure the boys' wanton teasing and touching. However, when the boys have touched enough, they have to pay the price for their behavior. The severity of the punishment is not limited to the wantonness of their behavior. In addition to the degree, it is also related to girls' likes and dislikes of them. You see, those who are whipped by girls with whips are obviously the most excessive and obscene guys. However, these guys are often very fast and want to catch them. It’s not that easy to get a good whipping.”
As they were talking, a young man with whip marks on his face and blood flowing down his face walked past them.
The little girl gave a thumbs up, pointed at the boy and said, "This is the consequence of overestimating one's capabilities."
Seeing the pitiful look of the young man, Enleco became even more confused about the status of men and women in Montita Prairie. At least he was certain that such a thing would never happen in the Sophie Kingdom.
If a similar situation occurs, the boy will certainly be severely punished, but the girl will probably be sentenced to a heavier crime.
"Is there an age limit for this kind of game? Why do I only see people around your age chasing each other?"
Enleco has always been interested in the customs and habits of various places, and his curiosity is also reflected in this place.
"Boys can learn about girls' bodies through this game. However, older boys generally have their own wives, and they will be laughed at by others if they play this game. On the grassland, they are always laughed at. Men who are laughed at and have no dignity are generally not respected and are also not popular."
Suddenly Lila glanced at Enleco and quickly closed her mouth. Apparently she noticed that her master was a special case.
Enleco didn't notice this. He was still looking around with interest. Montita's festival was full of strange colors for him. It was simply another world.
Along the way, Enleco discovered that the closer he walked to the edge of the city, the more lively it became.
When he stood on the edge of the city, he was immediately shocked by the sight in front of him.
I saw dense crowds of people everywhere on the vast grassland.
Various interesting competitions are being held in the makeshift fence.
Only a few of these games were known to Enleco, while others were incredible to him.
Enleco stood high and looked at the noisy prairie with interest.
Those competitions are most likely related to horse riding.
Enleco knew very well that horses meant more to the Montita people than even their feet.
The shouts of cheering resounded throughout the grassland, and everyone seemed excited to see the soldiers.
Outside the fence, those players who are about to participate in the competition are taking the time to prepare. Not only do people need to be fully prepared, but even the horses do not dare to neglect.
In addition to horseback riding, archery is another thing these grassland people are good at.
Because of this, archery will definitely not be absent from the competition.
For the Montita people, those fixed targets are obviously just toys for children to play. Only by riding a bow and firing an arrow on a fast-speeding horse can you show your manly style.
The sound of the bowstring being plucked "bangbengbeng" was mixed with the sound of arrows shooting through the air.
From the roaring cheers and scattered jeers, you can hear the results of the archer's shot.
Looking at the competitors who were shooting bows and arrows, Enleco felt that his hands seemed a little itchy, but he at least knew one thing! His proud archery skills were simply not vulnerable in this place.
He had seen the archery skills of a little girl like Lila. The little girl could accurately hit the wind arrow hanging under the eaves fifty meters away, while his own arrow was firmly nailed under the eaves! This once made him feel quite humiliated.
"Can the winner of the competition get a prize?" Enleco asked enthusiastically, looking at a horse galloping in the front and the thin rider on the horse in the distance.
"This is the difference between us Montitas and Leding people. For us, the title of champion is more precious than any prize. It is not just an empty honor, such an honor is enough to make the person who holds the title Enter the city in the clouds.
Moreover, the entire tribe can share the honor of the championship. The tribe with more championships will be lucky enough to stay near Grant. As for those tribes that have monopolized the championship title in a certain event for many years, they will have an area near Grant that has been passed down from generation to generation. There is really no better reward for the Montita people than grassland for grazing. "
The little girl explained in detail.
"Is this why you are rushing to Grant City?" Enleco asked.
"Yes, for those large and confident tribes, the two biggest festivals, Glory Day and Victory Day, are great opportunities that cannot be missed. What's even more fortunate is that these two seasons are all concentrated in the first half of the year. In spring and summer, the water and grass near Grant are plentiful and the rainfall is quite abundant, so you will definitely not encounter any trouble when migrating here," the little girl said.
"Has your tribe ever stayed near Grant?" Enleco asked again.
"Yes, there have been two such opportunities. The first time, almost no one in the tribe thought that they were so lucky. At that time, our tribe had just experienced that disaster. Maybe it was our gods— -The gift given to us by the demon. Several great ancestors were born in the tribe. They won the championship for two consecutive years. In the past two years, the tribe's cattle, sheep and population increased several times. This is the reason for our prosperity. start.
The second time was probably even more significant because a blacksmith from Grant City was actually willing to join our tribe. You can never imagine how excited the tribe was at that time!
With a blacksmith, everything is available. It is quite difficult for tribes without a blacksmith to migrate. It is precisely because we have our own blacksmith that our tribe can come here every year, to this place of hope. "The little girl said excitedly.
Her face glowed red, as if this was the most magnificent feat.
"Can't Grant City support these tribes? I think the water plants here are quite abundant." Enleco has always been puzzled, and he couldn't help but ask.
"Water grass has never been a problem, but in the second half of the year, the storms will gradually become rarer, Grant Lake will gradually dry up, and there will be no sufficient water source. No matter how lush the grass on the grassland grows, it will be of no use. At that time, only a small number of tribes could If you stay near Grant, most of the tribes must move elsewhere." The little girl said in a heavy tone.
Enleco could completely understand the little girl's mood, and he had a deeper understanding of the hardship of life on the Montita grassland.
"What competitions will your tribe participate in this year?" Enleco asked, this is a topic that can change the mood.
"Every game is an opportunity that cannot be missed." The little girl puffed up her chest and said.
"So if you win a few championships, your tribe can stay in Grant City?" Enleco asked again.
"As long as there are three or four champions, our tribe is not the largest in Montita. Most champions are in the hands of the largest tribes. After all, they each have tens of thousands of people, cattle, sheep and horses. There are countless grasslands all over the place, and these tribes often have their own unique skills." The little girl said coquettishly.
Enleco nodded slightly. He patted Lila on the head and said, "Let's go down below and cheer for your people. Maybe this will help them."
There were so many people on the grassland that it was not easy to get rid of the crowds. Enleco didn't like to be crowded with others, so he walked towards the fence with the fewest onlookers.
There was an archery competition going on there.
Taking a closer look, Enleco finally understood why there were so few onlookers here.
The participants in the competition were all children. The youngest looked to be only seven or eight years old, and the oldest was only eleven or twelve years old.
"This is just for fun. Even if a child becomes a champion in a competition, it has no meaning at all." The little girl pulled the corner of Enleco's clothes and said.
But Enleco was deeply attracted by another thing. He pointed to a child in the distance who was adjusting the bow string: "Isn't that your brother Xiao Kangdan?"
Lila looked along Enleco's fingers, a bright smile appeared on her lids, she waved her hands vigorously and shouted her brother's name loudly.
The little guy obviously heard his sister's shout. He was jumping and waving his hands, and he was holding a bow and a long arrow in his hand.
Enleco stood next to the fence, with one foot on the crossbar, watching the game with interest.
This may not be interesting to the Montita people, but it is full of novelty for Enleco.
What surprised Enleko now was that the contestants were shooting at the same target, which was densely covered with colorful arrows.
The arrows used by each contestant are all painted a specific color, and obviously the number of arrows determines their score.
A dozen children stood in a row, and two referees sat on two chairs next to them. There was a wooden table between the chairs, and an hourglass was placed on the table.
A referee stared at the hourglass, holding a wooden hammer in his hand and a gong standing next to him.
Another referee was staring closely at the participating children. His eyes were keen and sharp, and he was obviously not an ordinary person.
Enleco watched with interest the children showing off their bow and arrow skills.
The children's archery skills made him feel a little ashamed.
In his opinion, these children are all masters of archery. The hand holding the handle always holds several arrows, so there is almost no pause when firing the bow. Each arrow is like two points. Shooting at the target, such an archery skill has never even occurred to Enleco.
"Xiao Kangdan will definitely win the championship."
The little girl standing next to him had even issued a declaration of victory.
Enleco looked at Lila in confusion. He didn't know where the little girl got such confidence.
The little girl shrugged her shoulders and said: "Xiao Kangdan uses a heavy bow. He can easily knock down the arrows that others have nailed to the target. Just watch it. The championship definitely belongs to us, but this championship won't win." There is no use in getting it.”
Enleco continued to watch with doubt, but he soon had to admit the little girl's foresight.
In Enleco's view, the little guy was somewhat of a rogue. The arrows he shot were like a giant axe, splitting a large area of the densely packed arrows nailed on the target in two seconds.
The flying arrows scattered all over the ground with the straw stalks on the target, while the little guy's own arrows were all firmly nailed into the wooden stake in the center of the target.
"The victory has been decided." The little girl proudly whispered in Enleco's ear.
"This is a bit unfair." Enleco shook his head and sighed.
"You have to use some means to survive. These are the rules on the grassland! It's just that we will firmly guard the boundaries. If we exceed the boundaries, no matter whether we are individuals or tribes, we will not be welcome." Lila explained.
Enleco glanced at the playing field, and sure enough, the children who were playing together were all looking at Xiao Kangdan angrily!
However, there was no dispute. Obviously, Xiao Kangdan's actions did not violate the rules of the competition, which made other young players helpless.
Enleco could also see that in fact, other players were also shooting down other people's arrows, but no one could shake Xiao Kangdan's arrows that were driven deeply into the wooden stakes.
Enleco finally had some understanding of the other side of the Montita people.
In addition to their simple and honest temperament, Montita people also have a cunning side.
However, because this cunning is performed for the benefit of the entire tribe, people always maintain a simple and honest side, so Enleco does not feel fearful and disgusted.
Just as Sileko was thinking wildly, this round of competition was over, and it was almost impossible to count the numbers to confirm that the winner was Xiao Kangdan.
The target was filled with arrows of his color, with other colors sparsely interspersed, obviously incomparable.
The gong sounded, and all the other participating children were listless, but Xiao Kangdan did not show any excitement.
He picked up the bow and walked straight towards his sister and master.
Ever since he learned martial arts from his master, his mind has already spread its wings and soared above the clouds like an eagle on the grassland.
In fact, he looked down upon this kind of children's competition at all. He was eager to stand out in official competitions.
He even no longer wanted to fight ordinary warriors, because in his opinion, ordinary warriors were not qualified to challenge him, the descendant of Tomur, the strongest warrior.
The only ones who can be his opponents are those who have medals among unicorns.
"The patriarch will definitely go crazy with joy when he knows you are coming out of the city." The little guy said excitedly, especially when he saw a long knife dragging in his sister's hand, his excited expression became even more intense.
The little guy knows it very well! His master did not use such a weapon, and judging from his sister's expression, this long sword should be a gift to the tribe.
The little guy never thought about taking this long knife as his own. He was already content with the scimitar.
He has never forgotten that when the patriarch ordered his sister to hand over her scimitar and dedicate that scimitar to Prince Dak, his sister shed tears of pain for her beloved scimitar, and that sad look is still deeply engraved in his mind. The little guy’s heart.
The people on the Montita grassland know how to be content. This is a character they have honed since childhood.
Although this long knife does not belong to him, the little guy still feels quite excited.
Because for the tribes on the Montita grassland, a magical weapon that can be called a treasure passed down from generation to generation is so rare. Having such a weapon will invisibly greatly improve the status of the tribe.
Generally speaking, such weapons are carefully collected by the Unicorn Warriors in the Cloud City. Even for them, this is a treasure passed down from generation to generation.
Ordinary tribesmen would never have the chance to see such a magical weapon in their lifetime.
Whenever he thinks of this, Xiao Kangdan feels extremely lucky.
Likewise, he felt happy about the future of the tribe, because what he saw was a glorious tomorrow.
"The final game will not start until after lunch. I will take you to see Bashan. The patriarch has the greatest expectations for him. If he can win the two championships as he wishes, plus the one Ancha has already obtained, sister, you will Don’t worry about being separated from us,” Xiao Kangdan said.
Lila was obviously very angry at her brother's outspokenness, but she was sure that her crush didn't know what it meant.
What's more, the promise she just made made the last trace of doubt in her heart disappear. The little girl is even hesitating now whether she should reposition herself. Although the master has not yet confirmed it, maybe she should truly regard herself as It's his wife.
Before that, the little girl had been wandering. She wanted to become the master's bride and stay by his side forever, but she was also worried that she would eventually be abandoned. At that time, if even the tribe was far away from her, no one knew better than her that she would survive alone. How difficult it is on this vast prairie.
Because of this, she has always maintained close contact with the tribe, but she is also worried all the time that her master will hate what she has done.
Lila knew very well that if Master knew some things, he would never be happy.
The little girl is faced with a major choice in life at a young age. On one side is the parents and tribe who raised her, and on the other side is the person she loves deeply.
On one side is a bright future, but if you take a wrong step, you may fall into the abyss. On the other side, there is a flat grassland, but there is nothing you love.
The little girl still couldn't make a decision. She even asked Princess Anqili.
What she regrets today is that Princess Angeli did not give her an answer, and even told her that there was no absolutely right choice in this matter, and no one could choose the direction for her except herself.
But no matter what, she does hope the tribe can stay on Grant.
After all, the family ties that had raised her for fourteen years were not as easy to part with as imagined. The tribe and her parents gave her life after all, which was a kindness that could never be repaid.
The little girl spoke from the bottom of her heart and hoped that her brother could win.
Lila guessed that although the time was short, the skills passed down by Tomur should be able to increase her brother's chances of winning a lot.
The only regret is that Bashan's time to practice the martial arts passed down by Tomur was too short, and he has never drank the potion prepared by the master's mysterious and stern wife, and he has not possessed the power to transcend ordinary people like himself and Xiaokangdan. of power and speed.
With an uneasy heart, I walked towards the distance, where was the competition venue with the most dense crowds.
There were bursts of cheers from the crowd.
In addition, there was the crisp sound of the horse's hooves trampling on the ground, and the sound of wooden sticks colliding with each other.
A scream made the little girl feel worried. Fortunately, she quickly recognized that the voice was not that of her brother Bashan.
A long wooden sword flew high into the air. It was obviously the loser's weapon.
A loud gong heralded the end of the round. In addition to the cheers, there was also ridicule and ridicule for the unfortunate loser.
This is not because the Montita people are too mean, but because the Montita Kingdom is a country that advocates victory.
The scattered sound of gongs was accompanied by the same scattered sound of horse hooves, and it was obvious that another competition was about to begin.
The little girl glanced at the master.
She knew very well what her master was like. He had a temperament that would give in to everything, and he would never take the initiative to squeeze into a crowd.
The little girl secretly tugged at the corner of her brother Xiao Kangdan's clothes.
After the latter was stunned for a while, he finally understood what his sister meant, and he squeezed towards the crowd.
A gap immediately appeared in the dense crowd. When people saw that the perpetrator was a little kid, they couldn't help but be surprised.
Enleco looked at Xiao Kangdan's rude behavior and could only shake his head secretly, which reminded him of the time when he stayed with the barbarian Marklu.
Enleco guessed that the little guy might be able to talk very warmly with the barbarian because they had a lot in common.
While shaking his head, Enleco walked forward.
There is a fierce competition going on there.
In the pen, war horses galloped and swords were dimly lit.