The gluttonous dragon starts from the plane of hell

Chapter 211 Tristoran's Enlightenment

Tristoran Okalinqueui... The former is Tristoran's first name, while the latter is her family's surname.

Triestoran is a member of the Okalinquei family.

It can also be said that Tristoran is the... orphan of the Okalinquiy family.

……

Ah no, this kind of rhetoric is wrong, because it is not the orphan [orphan], but [one of the orphans]. This is of course a wrong sentence.

So to put it another way, she is one of the survivors of the family collapse.

In that desperate attack, only Triestoran Okalinquei and her friends from the same clan survived.

Although they are not of the same generation, the two are still called sisters.

Tristoria is the older sister...

Afterwards, the two sisters joined other Wood Elf tribes and became one of them... They were not excluded or anything.

But on the last day, everything happened after all.

"..."

"Sister, your strength is the key!"

"..."

"Home? But... my sister, my friend... have you forgotten? This time, it's not our home."

"..."

"Give me some time, please? As long as I can break through, then this world is enough to be saved... After that, I will protect you and everyone."

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"Instructor? Instructor?"

Amid the reminders from the Wood Elf, Tristoran suddenly raised her head... realizing that she had just fallen asleep sitting on a wooden stake.

"Ah, sorry... I fell asleep."

Now, she is routinely watching the training of the archer profession... The main body of the training is those humans who join the Northern Territory and want to become professionals.

As always, the operating model of the Northern Territory is still a clean stream in the world, because everything here is free.

In this world, most of the territories, although the citizens belong to the lord, they still need to buy food and clothing...

Only the expenses of the slaves will be borne by the lord.

At this time, some people will say that it is better to be a slave than to be a citizen... Well, I don't think there are such people.

If you compare it, there is actually a very classic slavery system in the Northern Territory... that is Sebbelia's maids.

Those maids belonged to Sebbelia and Earl Seth.

Now, strictly speaking, of course it already belonged to Bercy.

But Sebbelia has always used it... Isn't this kind of rhetoric a bit ambiguous?Well, never mind.

At first glance, these maids have always been doing well, and they haven't been treated too much, but just think about it.

Sebbelia is considered a good person, so these maids can get good treatment, and change to other nobles...

Chances are it will be different.

Moreover, there is a difference between personal maids, footmen and other slaves after all.

The biggest difference in the Northern Territory is that everyone who joins the Northern Territory is given enough preferential treatment, but such preferential treatment is not free.

One day in the future, it might be necessary for these leaders to sacrifice their lives for Bercy and the others, and the leaders have already made up their minds.

Otherwise...

Regardless of the [future], as far as the present is concerned, in order to [not] fall to the point where they have to sacrifice their lives in the future, they need to train.

Choose the career path you are interested in and talented, and become a professional, or a fighter, or an archer.

Bercy said that interest is the best teacher.

This sentence is very rough, and it feels like the words are absolute, but there is also interesting logic and reasoning in it.

Although these career paths are difficult for ordinary people to access outside the Northern Territory, even if they do, they don't have the energy to learn knowledge.

But it is undeniable that there is a reason why civilians do not touch similar things... that is the difficulty.

Professionals have thresholds.

Whether it is [from 0 to 1] or [from 4 to 5], it is very difficult. The latter naturally refers to jumping from the fourth level to the fifth level.

The former refers to changing from an unemployed person to a first-tier professional.

Although it sounds like a very simple matter, Bercy and Seven Island Semu also easily (doubtfully) crossed such a limit.

But for human civilians, this is really a very difficult thing.

Therefore, [teaching] is very much needed.

"..."

Tristoran opened her somewhat cloudy eyes, reluctantly looking at the target not far away... Her eyesight has long been worse than before.

Although I can barely see distant objects clearly with my recent good cultivation, but it is completely incomparable with before.

After her talent was taken away, her eyes were also disabled, and it was basically impossible to advance further in the archer profession.

But even so, she can still see, see the target used for training, after a volley of trainees...

The target can't be said to be riddled with holes, at least it can be said to be unscathed.

Only a few weak arrows pierced the target, and they seemed to be pierced shallowly, precariously blown by the wind.

It feels like if you shoot on an ant, the ant may not necessarily die.

"teach……"

Tristoran recited silently like this, and felt something special from it, which belonged to Bercy and Semu of the Seven Islands.

In this world, there is no such open mode of teaching.

The inheritance method of professionals in this world is similar to that of the mage girl and the summoning school instructor.

Frost Magician—Zaina Colorless Rain, is the mentor of the mage girl and the students in her class, and the mentor of the academy.

That's right, it's the [teacher-student] relationship rather than the [teacher-student] relationship, not only for mages, but also for other professions.

However, the first-year curriculum is more public...

Perhaps Belshe got the inspiration from the first year of the academy, the model of elementary mage education, so he arranged the public teaching in the Northern Territory.

"Well, teaching... What do you think the effect is, Captain?"

To the words of the elves around her, it was difficult for Triestoran to determine what answer she should make, because things like [Effect]...

It's really hard to tell.

"These humans have no basis for shooting bows and arrows."

Tristoran said so, and she sighed softly: "Maybe, it will take a long, long time to become a combat power?"

Regarding Tristoran's words, the wood elves who followed her also agreed: "Yeah, I really don't know why human beings' archery skills are so poor."

"..."

"That's because [specialty] and [environment] are just like China's table tennis and the basketball you watch, my sister...what kind of environment you grow up in, your specialty will gradually succumb to others because of the environment."

[Yeah, just like everyone can't figure out why the neon actress culture prevails, the big environment is here. 】

"Don't always get into strange places! (annoyed)"

【Hey~】

"Hey, how big are you!"

After such a conversation sounded not far away, Tristoran and the elves watching the training looked over one after another.

He looked in the direction of Bercy and Seven Island Semu.

"Big brother."

"Boss Bercy."

"..."

Eh?When did Triestoran start calling herself big brother?
Belshe was so puzzled while saying hello: "Good morning, Tristoran...how are the wood elves doing recently?"

Regarding Bercy's question, Triestoran hesitated for a moment, not quite sure why Bercy asked such a question.

She noticed Herilinde who was following Belhee, nodded her head as a greeting, and then responded: "It's been...it's okay."

"Well, apart from the fact that the weather is a bit cold after all, everything is fine..."

Tristoran's words were not flattery or perfunctory, she and the other wood elves did think so.

From the geographical point of view, the Anaconda forest is a subtropical to tropical location, and the temperature is more suitable for living.

As for the Northern Territory... Although it wasn't extremely cold or anything.

But the temperature can only be said to be suitable for [survival], not [suitable for life]. There is still a difference.

"Ah, is that so? You can apply for some more clothes... Let me just say, are you going to return to the Boa Forest for a while?"

Bercy asked.

"..."

Triestoran: "???"

Tristolan: "!!!"

Tristoran was puzzled for a moment, and then immediately showed a surprised expression... Are you going back to the anaconda forest?How to go back?

If you want to say it is sent?What kind of mage's magic power and strength can support the movement across the main plane, east, west, north, south?

Also, why did you suddenly say you want to go back?
Amid Triestoran's doubts, Bercy told her the whole story and briefly explained the current situation of the kingdom.

Of course, no matter in that part of the explanation, Bercy will naturally cleverly avoid [Are you going to come back later? ] Such a question.

The default is to let them stay in the Northern Territory for the rest of their lives.

Seven Island Semu may indeed be vicious in his methods and his mind is aligned with his own interests, but Bercy doesn't give in too much.

Although Bercy's way of handling things is much smoother.

He was also caught as a slave in the Northern Territory, and Semu of Seven Islands opened his mouth and kept his mouth shut as a slave, Bercy's words...

Maybe they will talk about [family members] or something?
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"Escape? No... Is it actually a temporary avoidance?"

Triestoran made such a judgment, thinking about the purpose of the action with a relatively slow mind... Please forgive me, the mind of the wood elf is very shallow.

Their political sense is terrible, to say the least.

In fact, Tristoran was not bad, the elf beside her was completely confused, and couldn't quite understand what Bercy was talking about.

"Yeah, that's why we need a [tour] to leave the kingdom. As for the reason why we chose to fall into the Anaconda Forest."

Bercy said so, and he looked at Triestoran seriously: "As we said before, we will help you regain your power."

[Yes, aren't you from the fifth rank? 】

"After you get back your power, you can become one of the four heavenly kings of the Northern Territory. Come on, Trisdolan."

Triestoran has never heard of the Four Heavenly Kings of the Northern Territory.

【Eh?What are the Four Heavenly Kings, I haven’t heard of them...]

It seems that Seven Island Semu doesn't know either...

"Of course, because I made it up now."

Bercy said casually, and he broke his dragon claw: "I think about it, Nesta must be one, then Tristoran and Dazhuang."

These people are all one of the most powerful people in the Northern Territory. Although Da Zhuang is only a second-tier man, it is impossible to really treat him as a second-tier man.

Trisdolan is also a fierce man after regaining her power.

[What about the Fourth Heavenly King? 】

"Not yet, probably."

【happy! ! ! 】

Amidst the madness of the two, Triestoran squinted her eyes and looked into the distance. In the somewhat blurry world, she missed the clear world more and more.

But how should I put it...

Because of the lost eyes, he couldn't resist and became a slave, so he got to know Bercy and joined the Northern Territory.

This kind of fate and life is not bad.

"Bercy...the boss of Bercy."

After Tristoran said so, she smiled and sat near the base of Bercy's tail, and said with emotion:

"Thank you very much for helping us untie the shackles of slaves that day... I feel very lucky to be able to join the Northern Territory."

"But the [retrieval of power] does not need your help from Bercy, I... no... I..."

As she spoke, Triestoran hesitated a bit, she was silent for a while, and then said freely: "No, I need your help."

Why do I suddenly need help again?

【What?I didn't understand. 】

Bercy and Seven Island Semu were equally puzzled, but he didn't say anything, but waited for the next one. He turned his head and looked at Trisdolan.

The eyes are as beautiful as jewels, except for the vague turbidity, there is also a little helplessness at the moment.

"I think, I need big brother you to give me enough courage."

Tristoran said so, and nodded seriously: "I am here to take back my power, brother... If I waver, I will trouble you."

In other words, do you want to help Tristoran to strengthen her faith when she feels hesitant and confused?

It feels very troublesome.

"Then I can't..."

Bercy said so, and then under the surprised eyes of Triestoran, he said simply: "I can't decide your belief."

"I hope you get your strength back, because then you can help me, us, and the Northern Territory."

Bercy said so, grabbed Tristoran with his claws, put it in front of him, and looked at her.

"However, in the end, what kind of choices you make and what kind of thoughts you have, these are all things you need to determine."

"If you really can't make up your mind... then you might as well just give up, because you won't get anything back like this."

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"..."

"Huh...I see."

Tristoran said so, she brewed for a while, she closed her eyes gently, as if she could hear a young girl's voice in a trance.

"Sister, I feel very painful, but... as long as I can gather more strength, then I will definitely be able to achieve that future."

"Hey...it hurts."

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"Let's go..."

Triestoran opened her eyes, and she seemed as determined as she was at this moment, never before.

"Let me take back what belongs to me..."

(End of this chapter)