Alien world

Chapter 39 39. The Sorrowful Parting

The tauren did not abandon their friendship just because they received a cold reception in the human town, and they warmly invited Annan to the camp as a guest.

Annan soon knew the reason for the tauren's enthusiasm, through the complaint of the tauren patriarch: "People outside sold us wheat flour mixed with sawdust and bread as hard as sticks."

And Annan brought back their clansmen, and also brought two small bags of semolina without impurities.

Annan glanced at the townspeople outside the camp who were still selling goods, and did not refuse the invitation, and walked into the camp with felt tents.The tauren's two-to-three-meter-tall stature fills the field of vision, and even the cubs that chased them were almost as tall as Annan.

Annan walking in the camp is like Soluman Bronzebeard walking in Pinglin Town.

Several female tauren were lighting a bonfire in the open space in the middle of the camp. The flames rose and gradually emitted the same color as the western sky.

Annan saw the patriarch - a silhouette like a city wall, with his naked body covered with chiseled and axed traces of fighting.He stood in front of the tauren patriarch, like a child in front of a strong man.

After knowing the cause and effect, the tauren patriarch expressed his kindness to Annan.

"Why so many 'kids'?"

Annan looked at these little tauren who were much stronger than Martin. Their immature horns were the only sign of adulthood.

But they should not be underestimated because of this... As pure tauren, their strong body and gnarled muscles can easily lift things over a hundred pounds.

They are natural warriors.

"We will stay on the snow-capped mountains for a long time, and children are the future of the clan," said the tauren patriarch.

As for the tauren in the camp, who were nearly three meters in size and sat beside the felt tent wiping their giant axes, Annan had no doubt that they were elite.There are at least a dozen such tauren camps——

It is hard to imagine that Mr. Fast is an existence of the same level as them.

With Annan and Tasia full of longing, the tauren patriarch came to a felt tent full of faded feathers.

"Shaman, I have brought back a lost tribe."

The tauren patriarch bowed his head in the felt tent, as if he had heard something, he opened the tent door and let the anxious Tasia in.

Annan stayed outside, and after waiting for a while, the old whispers melted Annan and Tasia's worries.

"Child, welcome back to the arms of our ancestors..."

The Clan embraced her completely.

As night fell, a bonfire rose in the clearing to disperse the night.The tauren danced their shadows around the bonfire, celebrating the return of a member of their clan.

Nothing seems to be able to resist their simple smiles.

Annan, who was sitting in front of the fire like a tauren, was like a barrel missing a board.The tauren child, who was only a little shorter than Annan, was hugged by his mother and looked at it curiously.

These tauren were curious about Tasia's story in human society.

Tasia's image of Annan has always been smart and quiet.But in the tauren camp, she was infected by the atmosphere of the ethnic group and told about the past that even Annan didn't know.

It was undoubtedly a sad past, but Tasia told it frankly, full of vitality, and the broken horn seemed to be shining under the flames.

"...I thought I would die in the mine, but at this moment, my human friend bought the slave contract, then tore it up and told me I was free."

The tauren looked at Annan at the same time.The patriarch of the tauren patted his chest: "Tauren like friends."

Annan smiled shyly, his reddish cheeks covered by the light of the fire.

At this time, the tauren stationed in the camp came to the bonfire dinner and said that a human and dwarf appeared outside the camp.

Mister Fast and Soluman Bronzebeard?
"Bring them here."

After a while, Mr. Fast, Soluman Bronzebeard, and the tauren carrying a few barrels of wine came to the campfire.

"Bronzebeard said you and Tasia came here." Fast worried about Annan's accident.

"What about the tavern?"

"The bard and Evelyn are here, it is really impossible to let the guests check out by themselves."

Annan noticed that Fast did not seem to have called the bard's name.

Fast and Soluman Bronzebeard did not take Annan away, but sat down in front of the bonfire.

The casks they brought were quickly opened and packed into wooden bowls.Nothing brings a group of strangers together like wine.Soon, the bonfire camp became lively, and the tauren also started an original and interesting activity: wrestling.

Even Fast and Soluman Bronzebeard went up in turn.

Annan knew that he was wrong to think so, but he couldn't help but imagine Soluman Bronzebeard being kicked out like a ball——

Tasia is undoubtedly a little giant among humans, but she is only equivalent to a minor tauren in the tauren tribe.She could only wrestle with the little tauren, and because of her weakness, she was always thrown to the ground, but she had a smile on her face.

"You are different from those humans..."

The tauren patriarch came to Annan who was sitting by the fire.

Annan knew exactly what the tauren patriarch was referring to—the cold reception the tauren tribe suffered in Pinglin Town was just a microcosm.

I come from another world, and tend to respect and equality.Fast, they are even more from a secret society that promotes racial integration.

Fast and the tauren patriarch get along very well.He knows how to talk to other races.Speaking of Snow Mountain Fortress, everyone is proud of it:

The Kingdom of Rikan has resisted the tide of demons for hundreds of years, and has never allowed demons to step on the ridge of the snow-capped mountains—but this sentence itself makes people feel that something is going to happen.

Annan asked them about the demon tide, and Fast was almost immune to Annan's "ignorance". He simply said that the north of the snow mountain is the land of demons, and there are endless demons there.

It's just that neither Breeze City nor Pinglin Town Annan can see a sense of urgency.

Probably the war is really far away from them.

It was getting late at night, and it was time for Annan and the others to leave.

Tasia chose to stay, and Annan said goodbye to her: "I will see you off tomorrow morning."

When returning, Annan saw a mysterious figure sneaking around the camp.

Annan didn't care, no idiot wanted to attack a camp with a bunch of elite tauren.

Back at the tavern, Annan borrowed some money from the dwarves, went to the market the next day before the sun rose, rented a cart full of semolina and took it to the tauren camp, and then paid a premium to those who came early in the morning The townsman who sold them said: "The tauren will leave soon, if you don't want things to rot in your hands, you'd better sell them at a low price."

Those townspeople who wanted to make a fortune not only could not blame Annan, but also thanked him.

The tauren patriarch gave Annan some small dog head gold as a reward, and he did not refuse, and entered the camp to visit Tasia.

"I will go to the snow mountain to see you."

"I'm waiting for you."

Tasia bowed her head and hugged Annan, and quietly slipped him a note.

The fence was removed, the felt tent was closed like an umbrella, and the tauren convoy continued northward along the road.

Annan stood in the light morning light, watching them go away.

"Goodbye, my first friend."

(End of this chapter)