Chapitre 8: Leave my village you demons!
The soldier and the black panther made it toward a hidden tribe of musk-ox, where they were met with hostility.
"Leave bren shesh var rats! jen dare var yn siilen karask quor?!" Yelled balding old man in sheep wool, Pointing a spear at Mo Hai and The black panther with a threatening glare.
Everyone else from the village are there too, pointing spears at them as well, and several bows are already drawn.
Mo Hai remains calm and poised this isn't the first time someone drawn a weapon at her but it was only during training, The commanding officer had made everyone point loaded guns at each other and fire with their eyes closed.
Only a lucky few didn't end up with bullet wounds in their body, So of course she isn't afraid maybe she is a bit, but she keeps her cool.
She reaches inside her backpack and takes out a chocolate bar, "I have tasty food! " She announces, hoping that they would think it it's a peace offering.
"Sen Tel' hell nha siilen? var rat leave neshanas trying lor nae bride feer ausa siilen caca!" The elder cried out but a young man with brown long hair rushes over takes the spear from him.
"Granpa! calm down! thats not poop! they're offering peace! You said we are a peaceful tribe and we should never raise a weapon to an unarmed—"
'pa!'
"Are sen feeding var lies?"
The old man angrily yelled at his grandson who just snatched the spear away, Eventually Mo Hai and her companion were forced to leave.
…
"Well that sucks…" Mo Hai says sighing and wiping the sweat from her forehead.
Zou Guanting looked guilty, And he is… His angel asked him to take her to a place where she can get some proper food and shelter, but instead, he took her to this place where they have nothing to offer but hate.
He felt his soul tearing apart with regret, and he feels like crying, But mother said a that a man must bear burdens alone and that he will only make others suffer if he is weak.
He cannot let his angel see him shedding tears. She would think he's weak too right?
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