Darrow. Thunder and the others stepped off the Thunder, under the surprised gaze of the Windwind Tribe Patrol.

Delfendilan West, as we all know, is the flying scout of the Wind Tribe that is the class that can fly in the sky.

As for airships and the like?

It's the first time I've seen it.

"Follow me!"

The patrol captain said this, and then led the way.

The patrolmen scattered and surrounded Dean and his party in the middle.

Although they knew that this would not have much effect, they still chose to do it under their habits.

"Your Majesty?"

Darrow. Thunder walked side by side with Dean, following behind the Wind Tribe patrol, whispering.

"All is no problem!"

Dean replied.

For Droz. What Thunder wanted to ask, Dean was naturally clear.

It is nothing more than the whereabouts of the Sword of the Wind.

And this is also one of the important purposes of his trip.

Dean was eager to see the weapon, and to give it to a WindClan who leaned towards them, with the power of faith to gain a great deal of faith.

"Those flying scouts should have chased after them, and there is no accurate information until now......"

Young people believe in Dean, but they are not very optimistic.

For the Flying Scout of the Wind Tribe, Droz. The Thunder had also heard of it for a long time, but now none of them appeared, and it was obvious that they were chasing the fake Get. It's frosty.

Moreover, such a pursuit did not bear fruit.

Otherwise, the patrols on the ground would not be so dense.

And. It was a week ago......

Imagine what might happen in the middle of it. Darrow. Thunder couldn't help frowning slightly.

And compared to Droz. Thunder's hesitation. Gates. Frost and Munch. The flames were in turmoil.

In the eyes of the two, the Sword of the Wind must have been lost.

A week is enough time to make quite a few arrangements.

Perhaps, the Sword of the Wind has appeared somewhere thousands of miles away.

And that's not good news for them!

Following behind the Tempest Tribe patrol, with the exception of Dean, Dro. What the three thunder men thought in their hearts made them have no intention of speaking again for the rest of the time.

The team wasn't dull, though.

From time to time, Aegie briefed the people around him about the Windwind Tribe.

Although most of them were told by others, it was enough for Pooly and a few Thunder Cavalry Captains to listen to it with relish.

It didn't take long. The whole team came to the residence of the Tempest Tribe.

Unlike when viewed from the sky, the whole habitat is more staggered, and there are pontoon bridges between the treehouses for easy access.

At this time, under the many treehouses, there was a group of people standing.

Among the group, the young man at the front was undoubtedly the most conspicuous.

Not only the position he was standing on, but also because of the breath of the young man.

Rich sadness.

Dean and his party, most of them can feel this atmosphere.

"Rand. Hurricane has seen you! ”

The young man looked at Dean and his party as they approached, stepped forward and said.

Obviously. The patrols of the Tempest Tribe have sent the news back to their place of residence.

And the young man in front of him is the temporary head of the Blastwind Tribe.

"Dean. Willing. Zelgang has seen the Rand Patriarch! ”

Dean said.

"Droz. Thunder has seen the Rand Patriarch! ”

"Munch. Blaze has seen the Rand Patriarch! ”

"Getter. Frost has seen the Rand Patriarch! ”

With the title set by Dean, the three of Delo naturally follow suit. And with such a title, a few people behind the young man frowned unconsciously.

"Although Rand's father is the patriarch, Rand has not inherited the position of the patriarch!"

A man walked out and said emphatically.

"Isn't it customary for father and son to inherit from father to son in the Swift Wind Tribe?"

Gates. Frost looked at each other in surprise.

It's just that the appearance is obviously a bit too much, and most of the people in the same group can see that it is a little fake, and many people guessed that Gat. Frost means this.

Mock each other.

The person on the other side naturally saw it.

However, they don't care.

Instead, the men said, "That was before, and now Rand's father has lost the Sword of the Wind and made an unforgivable mistake, and Rand, as an heir, naturally has to bear such a sin - he will be expelled from the Wind Tribe...... At sunset today! Now the moon is about to appear, and the time is coming! ”

"Huh!"

Hearing this, Get. Frost immediately sneered.

The struggle for power, Get. Frost is not unseen, but this kind of civil strife has not been settled, and the practice of excluding dissidents has begun, Get. Frost is the first time I've seen it.

And Droz. Thunder was filled with righteous indignation.

He could fully imagine the outcome of the young man once he left the Wind Tribe.

The best outcome is depression.

As for the worst?

I'm afraid that if I can't even get out of the dense forest in front of me, I will have to be killed.

So, the young man asked, "How can this be?" ”

"Why not? As the son of a sinner, Rand deserves such a punishment! ”

The man on the other side asked rhetorically.

"That's right! That's it! ”

The person next to him echoed continuously.

"You ......"

Darrow. Thunder pointed at the person opposite, and subconsciously wanted to say something, but was stopped by Gray.

With a gentle smile, Gray gestured to Dean, who had been silent since entering the Tempest Tribe.

Suddenly, Droz. Thunder reacted.

Looked at Dean.

And following Dean's gaze, the people of the Wind Tribe, including the young man, all looked at Dean.

"Are you the one who is in charge of this trip? I'm sorry, but we're going on to be so sad right now. I can't entertain you! And. If you can. Please leave as soon as possible! ”

The man across from him asked.

There was a considerable unceremonious tone in the words.

Dean didn't pay any attention to the other man, just looked at the young man.

"I feel the grief in your heart!"

As he spoke, Dean walked over to the young man, and raised his palm in front of the young man's forehead, and as the moonlight flickered, a breath of tranquility flowed into the young man's body.

"I am willing to listen to your grief, and I am willing to accept it, and ...... Give you hope! ”

Dean's voice softened.

Jean lost his father. After experiencing great changes, the young man who felt the dark side of the world for the first time instantly felt a sense of belonging, almost subconsciously, and the young man said: "Please give me hope - I don't want to leave the Wind Tribe!" ”

As soon as these words came out, the young man felt that something was wrong.

He was no longer the son of the original patriarch, and within a week of his father's death, he had understood that he was no longer the so-called heir.

He didn't have the credit he deserved.

The originally admiring gaze also became weird.

The flattery of the past has become more and more vicious.

Really. Just as the young man guessed, the next moment. And then the ridicule appeared-

"Rand, what are you talking about?"

"It's a great gift to be able to leave you from the Tempest Tribe!"

"Hmph, such a guy who doesn't know what to do should be hanged!"

"He also considers himself the heir of the Tempest Tribe!"

……

The words one after the other were like knives cutting through the young man's heart, which was already violently shaken by sadness.

Stand there, Rand. Wind's whole body trembled.

The young man did not know how to refute these words, especially when he thought of the groveling these people had once made in front of him, and an inexplicable emotion began to brew in the young man's heart.

It's anger, it's hatred.

More often than not, it's overwhelming.

"You should be angry, but you should not be hateful, and you should not be overwhelmed - for I listen to your sorrow, and I am willing to soothe it!"

As Dean spoke, Dean's palm was placed directly on the young man's forehead.

At the same time, the moonlight, which had only bloomed in the palm of his hand, began to flicker all over Dean's body.

Then, the moonlight shone in all directions.

Looking at this scene, everyone had an idea-

The moon has set in the world.

Especially young people, it is the deepest feeling.

His eyes were completely filled with moonlight, which gave him a sense of dependence.

Immediately, this feeling filled the young man's heart, so that the empty and cold heart was filled and ...... again Temperature.

Sou!

And just when the people of the Wind Tribe were in doubt, a sound of breaking the air was heard.

Even with the obscuration of the moonlight, when the sound of breaking the air sounded, people's eyes still keenly caught a sheathed long sword flying out of an unknown place and landing in Dean's hand.

"Sword of the Wind?!"

Exclamations came and went.

Then, before anyone could react, the Sword of the Wind was handed over by Dean to the young man, and it was a very thorough handover-

Boom!

The sword was unsheathed, and the blade swept between the young man's palms.

When the scarlet blood flowed through the metal blade, the sharp feeling on the blade converged in an instant.

What's even more amazing is that the long sword quickly broke free from Dean's palm, and swirled and flew around the young man's body.

Rand. Tempest felt the sudden stumbling in his heart.

He could clearly feel all the messages coming from the Sword of the Wind.

Almost subconsciously, Rand. Tempest stretched out his palm and took the Sword of the Wind in his hand.

Airplanes!

The Sword of the Wind trembled and emitted a pleasant humming sound.

"When hope is in your hands, never give up!"

Dean said meaningfully.

The young man nodded vigorously, and looked at the people behind him who had flattered and grovelled to him, but who had become vicious and sneering after his father had died and the Sword of the Wind had been lost.

After coming into contact with the young man's gaze, these people's faces changed abruptly, and some of them even retreated again and again.

"Patriarch, please forgive me for my previous rudeness! I would like to inform you of a message about the assassination of your father......"

One of those men slammed out of the crowd and said.

Rand. Blast subconsciously stepped forward and made a gesture of listening.

"Die!"

The man was in Rand. After the wind got a little closer, he roared with a hideous face, and the whole person pounced on Rand with a black mist. Blast.

However, a ray of moonlight appeared on the other party's body.

Suddenly, the other party was restrained in place.

"Dean. Willing. Zelgaon! Your Majesty will not forgive you! ”

The black mist on the other party's body quickly swallowed up, and at the same time, a violent fluctuation began to appear.

PS Second Update~

When I slept in the afternoon, I looked like I had a cold, and my stomach was so uncomfortable......

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