The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 170 Bron is here!

Braum moored the boat to the shore, and untied the ropes that bound the shields to the stakes.

No sooner had he secured the rope than the Poro jumped onto the pier at shoulder height, bouncing his way into the crowd.

Seeing two poros running towards them, Roy immediately knelt down and extended her hands to welcome them.

"Oh, where did this little cutie come from~"

The three little ones jumped down one after another and leaned over to lick each other to get acquainted with each other.

Roy saw that the two Poro's beards were a bit exuberant, but they didn't think it was weird, like goats with long beards, no one would think it was weird.

It's just that the slightly larger Poro walks upright, wears a blindfold and carries a hammer, which is different from other Poro.

"Hmph." The big Poro put his hand on Roy's, which felt inexplicably familiar.

Roy wanted to pick it up, but it felt as heavy as a bucket in her hands, so she had to give up and help it scratch its fur.

Because Roy squatted down, the group did not move forward.

Illaoi saw a strong man who was not inferior to her in stature and imposing manner, walking towards him on the pier holding a large shield heavier than the stone ball on her shoulder in one hand, and the sun shone on his huge bicep. On the flesh, like golden waves.

This made her pupils tremble: "Such a stalwart man..."

Sarah glanced sideways at Illaoi, and was about to say something, but Bron preempted her.

"Hahahaha, so many friends have come to greet Bron, and Bron is so happy." He let out a heroic laugh, slapped his palm on the metal sheep's head belt, made a "bang" sound, and then said in a trembling voice: "Don't talk, let Braum guess which one is the Poro Shepherd."

"..." Zell was silent.

Guess with a hammer, he's the only guy here... If you can guess wrong, it won't be embarrassing.

Bron looked at several people, and finally fell on Zell, and walked straight to him.

Seeing Bloom's tower-like body approaching, Zell felt uncomfortable, and hurriedly said: "I am the shepherd, I..."

Brown hugged him involuntarily.

"Ha ha man! Braum has been thinking about meeting you one day, and today finally got his wish. Thank you so much for your help all this time!"

Standing with Bron, Zell, who was originally of normal height, suddenly looked a little cuddly.

He was tightly locked by Bronn's arms that were like elephant legs, and his side face was pressed against his chest as hard as a slate, and he couldn't break free even if he struggled.What's more terrible is that the powerful heart kept beating powerfully, which made his cheeks ache, as if someone was hitting his face with a fist.

After this, Zell felt a little hypoxic, and said in a daze, "Your embrace is so warm, it makes me feel like my head was caught by the door."

"Thank you for the compliment."

Sarah sneered, and said to Illaoi: "He is indeed a tall and handsome guy, but he just doesn't have a bright mind."

Zell knew that his style of painting would collapse as soon as Bron came, but his joining should not make the trip too dull, otherwise Sarah and Illaoi would make the atmosphere very stiff, and it would be hard for the three of them to say anything.

Bron's enthusiasm eliminated the little anxiety in Zell's heart. If he could meet such a cheerful friend offline, at least half of the social fear would be wiped out.

He whispered to Bloom, "Bloom, you don't have to be so stupid to try to amuse everyone."

Bron was moved by his delicate thoughts, nodded and pursed his lips, his beard followed in a warm arc.

"Thanks for the concern, man, but Bron is really having fun."

Zell nodded, and then introduced to several people: "My friend is a hero of the Freljord. He is going to the Shadow Island to find holy water and go back to treat diseases and save people. He is with us."

"Repay the kindness of the buddy by the way," Bloom added.

"Freljord? You really came from a long way." Illaoi said, "We are planning to go to Gray Harbor to investigate the black mist. We are exhausted. Do you need to rest first?"

"No, now is not the time to rest."

"Very good, if you move, you will survive."

"Man, what is she talking about?" Bron scratched his scalp, lowered his head and asked Zell in a low voice.

"Illaoi is the priestess of Baru, and she often utters some obscure words, just get used to it."

Returning to Roy, Zell watched her take out two pieces of poro snacks to reward these little guys who came from afar.

Curiously, he squatted down and pinched his mustache, and found that this guy was really solid, his whole body was hard and soft, which was obviously different from other Poro's soft ones.

Good guy, maybe this muscle can beat him with a single punch.

Mustache didn't like sticking his tongue out like other Poro, but put his hand on Zell's hand and hummed at him.

"I am also glad to see you."

Zell patted it on the head with a smile, felt Roy's hand on his shoulder, and stood up to hold her hand again.

Roy didn't refuse, and even took a step closer and asked in a low voice.

"Shop Manager, is this just the Poro you sent out?"

"How did you recognize it?" He asked in surprise.

The mustache has changed so much that it is generally impossible to recognize it.

And Bron brought two Poro, one big and one small, no matter how you look at it, the smaller one is closer to the Poro cub that Zell sent out back then.

Roy didn't answer, and she couldn't answer where the inexplicable sense of familiarity came from.

After careful calculation, she and Mustache only knew each other for as long as one afternoon.

She just knew that Zell gave the poro to a Freljord mage, and it turned out that the mage was actually pretended by him, but it was still true to send the poro to the Freljord.

"What happened to its eyes?" Roy asked.

"This is... I was scratched while protecting another Poro."

"Poor little guy, when I saw it was still a small one, maybe this is the price of growing up."

Hearing that the little guy's eyes were hurt because of a righteous act, Roy felt relieved while feeling sorry.

She rewarded it with another poro snack, and Mustache narrowed his eyes and smiled happily.

But it didn't eat alone, but broke the snack into two pieces, and gave one piece to the bearded man.

Just like when it met Bron in the snow, at Bron's suggestion, it split the only poro delicacy on its body into two parts and shared it with new friends.

Going north from the pier market, you will reach the blockade area. Sarah sent people to set up a fence here to prevent people from straying into Gray Harbor, and at the same time to monitor the movement of the black mist.

Before the gate, Sarah stopped in her tracks, turned her head and said to a few people: "After passing this camp, supplies cannot be replenished. If there is a need, please solve it as soon as possible."

Everyone is ready, except Bron.

"Bron is a little hungry. If I can, I want to eat something before I go on the road. After all, I have the strength to fight when I am full. Are you right?"

Along the way, Braum also heard from others what they were here for.

For him, these black mist monsters were just used to practice and prepare for the Shadow Island.

"I am a treat, and it is right for guests from afar to taste the delicacies of Bilgewater."

(End of this chapter)