Bone King: Welcome the Birth of the King - Chapter 207

Hearing a familiar crisp sound.

Tang Zheng stroked the hardened, dry and slippery feathers on the goshawk, turned his head and looked in the direction of the sound.

Yalaer smiled brightly and trotted over briskly, and it can be seen that the other party was very happy.

Having solved the threat of the gray dwarves that had been weighing on the human race, all the humans in the oasis breathed a sigh of relief from the bottom of their hearts.

Ever since meeting Yalaer, the other party has always shown a maturity and calmness that does not match her age. At this moment, Tang Zheng saw the liveliness that belongs to this age from Yalaer.

“Hero, why don’t you join the bonfire party? There are a lot of delicious food.”

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Yalaer spoke happily, but halfway through the words, her voice subconsciously became a little softer.

Gurgle~

The delicate water of the living water source gushed out from below the water surface, forming crystal clear water droplets, rolling under the moonlight.

The warm night breeze blew, blowing the branches and leaves of the trees around the water source, making a slight sound.

In Yalaer’s vision, Tang Zheng was sitting casually beside the living water source, and the half-human-high goshawk was squatting quietly beside the hero, very quiet.

There was an inexplicable sense of harmony between the man and the eagle and the quiet environment in the depths of the oasis. On the contrary, her sudden arrival seemed to break this atmosphere.

At this moment.

A hint of sadness flashed in Yalaer’s bright pupils.

She suddenly found that the hero did not seem to belong to this oasis, nor to the Valley of Despair.

Yalaer suddenly remembered that when the hero introduced himself, he seemed to have said “I am a traveler”, and she also asked her father privately what a traveler is.

“A lot of delicious food? You should eat more.” Tang Zheng chuckled when he heard what Yalaer said, then shrugged his shoulders and said gently:

“I’ve already eaten. To be honest, you are too enthusiastic. I’m still not used to this kind of passionate welcome ceremony.”

Yalaer was silent for a short time, looked carefully, and whispered: “Can I sit here? Hero.”

“Of course.” Tang Zheng nodded.

Yalaer took a deep breath, pursed her lips, bent down, and sat next to Tang Zheng with a beautiful and tight figure under the moonlight on the water.

“Hero, I can already get some clues about teaching martial arts.” Yalaer hugged her legs and a crisp voice sounded.

A look of surprise flashed across Tang Zheng’s face.

Whether it was “Four Lights Slash” or “Instant Reflection”, it had only been a few days, and Yalaer had already been able to get the clues.

Such talent is higher than he expected at the beginning.

“Thank you, hero.” Yalaer whispered.

“Huh?” Tang Zheng.

“In fact, I am not used to everyone’s excessive care and expectations.”

“Since I was very young, everyone has been very tolerant of me. No matter what mistakes I made, I could easily get everyone’s understanding. Even some mistakes, everyone would take the initiative to take responsibility for me.”

“Especially when I was eight years old, I easily defeated the hunters in the tribe by myself, and the tribesmen were more tolerant of me and had more expectations of me.”

Yalaer’s hands holding her legs tightened a little, her pointed chin rested on her knees, and her bright silver pupils stared at the surging water source in front of her:

“From that time on, I trained very hard every day. I wanted to become strong, protect my father, and protect everyone in the tribe.”

“I want to respond to that expectation, and I don’t want to disappoint everyone.”

“But I know… I can’t be a strong man like grandpa who can truly protect everyone. “

“If the hero hadn’t appeared at that time, I would have died.”

Yalar said this, raised her head slightly, and her eyes became crystal clear:

“I’m not afraid of death at all, really, hero. I just… I just feel sorry for everyone and the expectations of the tribesmen. “

“No, no… protect them well.”

Looking at Yala with tears in the corners of her eyes, Tang Zheng raised his palm and gently pressed it on Yala’s short silver hair, rubbed it a little harder, and said gently: “You have tried very hard and done very well.”

Wow~

Yalar suddenly raised her wheat-colored arms, hugged Tang Zheng’s outstretched arms tightly, and then rested her head on Tang Zheng’s shoulders.

The sudden movement made Tang Zheng stunned.

For a moment, the air became quiet.

The evil dog turned into a goshawk, turned its head to look at this scene, then turned its head away and moved slightly to one side.

The starry sky of the Valley of Despair was dotted with stars, and the moon moved to the top of the sky.

Tang Zheng felt Yalaer’s breathing become smoother beside him, and after a brief contemplation, he stood up slightly and hugged Yalaer by the waist.

He opened the wooden house behind him and gently put Yalaer on the wooden bed.

Tang Zheng looked at Yalaer, who was tilting her head and could not see her face clearly because of the darkness. A look of headache flashed across his face, and then he turned and left the wooden house.

Dong!

Suddenly, Yalaer stretched out her arm and grabbed Tang Zheng’s palm.

“Hero, are you leaving… I, I…” Yalaer’s weak voice sounded in the darkness.

“Have a good sleep, Yalaer.”

Tang Zheng didn’t wait for Yalar to continue speaking. He took Yalar’s soft, calloused palms again, put them back on the wooden bed, and spoke gently:

“It’ll be a good night’s sleep.”

Finished.

Tang Zheng walked out of the wooden house, closed the wooden door, and stood quietly next to the source of living water, watching the oasis calmly.

Time passed little by little, about half an hour later.

The figure of Patriarch Dielon appeared in the center of the oasis. When he saw Tang Zheng standing next to the water source, his eyes were obviously startled for a moment, and then he walked over quickly.

“Sir Hero…” Chief Dielon quickly spoke respectfully.

It’s just that he was only halfway through his words.

Patriarch Dielon shivered inexplicably, feeling that the temperature of the surrounding air suddenly dropped several degrees.

“Chief Dielong, the bonfire banquet has just ended, right?” Tang Zheng’s faint voice came.

Patriarch Dielon raised his head carefully, and met a pair of emotionless eyes, which made Patriarch Dielon tremble all over, and he was too frightened to reply.

It took quite a while.

“Yaraer, your grandfather is a strong person in the field of heroes. She has the blood of a “hero”…” Patriarch Dieron’s voice trembled.

“Okay, I’m not interested in what you think.”

Tang Zheng raised his hand to interrupt Chief Dielon’s words, but his tone still showed no fluctuation:

“I have something for you to do.”

…

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In the early morning, the scorching sunshine shone on the Valley of Despair again.

A famous human member stood on the edge of the oasis and looked at Tang Zheng, who had walked out of the oasis with a goshawk on his shoulders, a look of deep reluctance on his face.

Chief Dielon stood at the front of everyone. He had long expected that Tang Zheng would leave, but he didn’t expect it to be so soon. He couldn’t help but sigh quietly.

“Grey Armor Knight!!”

Someone in the crowd suddenly shouted, and the next moment, huge shouts resounded throughout the desert.

“Knight in Gray Armor!”

“Knight in Gray Armor!”

“…………!”

“Knight in Gray Armor!”

Chief Dielon even knelt on his knees, his whole body on the ground, and knelt down with the highest etiquette of the tribe.

Following the actions of Patriarch Dielon, the rest of the humans prostrated themselves and buried their heads in the sand.

“Really.” When Tang Zheng saw the actions of this group of humans, he had a look of helplessness on his face and shook his head.

Yellow sand rolls up.

Tang Zheng’s figure has disappeared.

After half an hour, everyone raised their heads again and looked in the direction where Tang Zheng disappeared. A gloomy atmosphere filled the crowd.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a beautiful figure rushed out from the oasis behind and came to the front of Chief Dielon.

“Father, has the hero left?” Yalar raised her slender neck, constantly looking at the direction Tang Zheng left, and asked.

Seeing her daughter knowingly asking questions.

Patriarch Dieron’s eyelids twitched: “Yara, I remember that you have never slept in, and you always get up very early for training.”

“Why, did you oversleep this time?”

Facing the ridicule in her father’s words, Yalar looked downcast and had no intention of replying.

The corners of Chief Dielon’s mouth twitched, and he glanced at Yalar with a resentful look in his eyes, then turned around and looked at the tribesmen behind him who were also in a depressed mood.

“Everyone, speed up the cleaning of the gray dwarf oasis. After moving all the supplies back from the gray dwarf oasis, all of them will be evacuated from the gray dwarf oasis.”

Patriarch Dielon spoke loudly, with a serious look on his face, and then continued:

“Next we need to organize manpower to go to the Orc Oasis and give the Gray Dwarf oasis to the Orcs.”

As soon as I finished saying this!

The crowd immediately became excited, and noisy voices sounded from all directions.

“Father! What are you doing!” Yalar immediately looked at Patriarch Dieron with an ugly look on her face:

“The heroes helped us defeat this, how can we give it to other races!”

Faced with Yalar’s question and the boiling noise of the clansmen in front of him, Chief Dieron looked very calm.

“This is the arrangement of the hero!”

Chief Dielon took a deep breath and roared again.

Everyone suddenly became quiet.

“Our population is too small. The hero has told us that even if we can capture the gray dwarf oasis, we cannot hold it. Rather than doing this, it is better to give it to the orcs.”

“In addition, with the help of this matter, we need to explore and collect information about the Orcs and the outside of the Shadow Valley on behalf of the hero.” Chief Dielon’s voice sounded again.

Everyone had a look of surprise on their faces.

Yalar’s silver pupils lit up even more, staring closely at Patriarch Dieron: “Father, do you mean that the hero will come back?”

“certainly.”

Patriarch Dielon looked at Yalar, who had regained her composure in the blink of an eye, and curled his lips.