In the small tent, several tall adult men stand or sit scattered in every corner. They don’t mind that the ground is soaked with rain all night and muddy. They have all been in messier environments than this.
"You want to stay?" Black Mountain's face looks a bit tired. Obviously, this time the tribe's evacuation and the upcoming migration have consumed a lot of his energy. As if he had expected someone would mention this to him, his tone wasn't too surprised.
"Yeah," Heiya held the hand of Horn Bamboo. The two looked at each other and then said firmly, "My feet don't allow me to migrate such a long distance."
Black Mountain's gaze fell on Black Cliff's feet, which had been bandaged with herbs. If in peacetime, the scars were proof of bravery, especially those caused by beasts. Black Cliff’s wounds could inspire warriors to fight, but encountering long-distance migration, Montenegro also understood that even if the other party left with them, those who couldn't walk or those who slowed down would eventually become the ones left behind.
Between the safety of most people and the lives of a small number, there was no hesitation. Reality was so cruel; it couldn't tolerate Montenegro having to make a choice.
"Then do you want to stay?" Heishan didn't immediately express his position. Heiya's partner, Horn Bamboo, is a powerful warrior. Losing such a warrior in the tribe would be a significant loss. Lu Zhan, standing next to him, asked.
Lu Zhan was still wrapped in a layer of animal skin used as a bandage. He lifted it slightly to show the fresh medicinal mud just replaced inside. "My injury still hasn't healed, and I would only be a burden if I left with you," Lu Zhan displayed just the right amount of sadness on his face, as if he deeply regretted not being able to leave with the tribe.
"Does your partner stay with you too?" Hei Shan asked softly upon seeing this.
Lu Zhan looked back at Luo Zhen. Luo Zhen stepped forward, reached out to support Lu Zhan's arm, and nodded to Heishan.
"I remember you haven't come to me to make a bond yet," the Black Witch said leisurely.
Lu Zhan was taken aback but quickly reacted, showing a weak smile. He turned to the Black Witch and said, "It's all because of my injury. I couldn't make it to the Great Witch. If the Great Witch doesn't mind, could you trouble the Great Witch to help Luo Zhen and me hold a contract ceremony before we leave?"
Hei Wu calmly looked at him before speaking for a long time, "It's not far from the arrival of winter now. In order to reach our destination before the first snowfall, we just discussed that we won't wait until the water here has receded. Instead, we'll leave early tomorrow morning."
Hei Witch’s remarks didn't explicitly state whether to help Lu Zhan and Luo Zhen hold a contract ceremony. According to Lu Zhan’s understanding of the Black Witch, he could naturally guess that the other party had no time to deal with his affairs. But Lu Zhan didn't mind, he just pressed his lips lightly, lowered his head, and stopped looking at the Black Witch.
The Black Mountain next to him explained, "The Great Witch will also help me deal with the migration. I'm afraid I can't spare the time to help you make a contract." They wanted to leave and take the mother-child tree away. Only the Great Witch knew how to deal with it, so the Black Witch really didn't have time to deal with other matters.
"What about you? Are you unwilling to leave?" Besides the Heiya family and Lu Zhan, there were a few middle-aged orc warriors who would stay here this time. These people had followed them from their homeland. After migrating to this place, they were now returning to their homeland, and Heishan didn't understand why they were unwilling to leave.
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The Survival of the Wild Tribe
RomanceNot my story, but I polished the translation a little bit.. much better than mtl.. for offline reading only.