The Spirit World

Chapter 982 Shadow Pendant (XVIII)
"You just said that he was tied up with chains, Ishar... For humans, this would only happen if they have committed a serious mistake... He may have done something wrong that humans cannot accept..." The elder was still angry and looked at the trembling "lamb" with some suspicion.

But Ishar disagreed. Although she couldn't understand why Chang Yufeng was so frightened, she couldn't bear to see Chang Yufeng so pitiful. She absolutely could not let Chang Yufeng tremble in fear.

What's more, he is not a threat at all now.

"Elder... I hope you can understand that being chained doesn't necessarily mean you've committed a serious crime. Moreover, the doctor and I have seen how badly he was injured. If this is the prisoner you mentioned, we have to investigate his crime and decide what should be done to him..."

Isha's hands began to emit a healing green light, and Chang Yufeng was obviously getting better because of her healing. His trembling condition also eased a lot. Isha tried to take the animal fur off his body, but he just stared at her, his eyes moving slowly with Isha.

"I can not understand……"

The elder howled to the sky, then calmed down and glared at Chang Yufeng: "If he is really not a prisoner of humans, then he'd better behave like this!"

"He probably couldn't hear you, elder..." Ishaar waved his hand: "To be honest, maybe he didn't understand what you said just now... I'm not even sure if he can understand Troll language~"

Ishaar stood up and said jokingly: "You have to teach him to wear this dress... But don't worry, I will be waiting at the door if he hurts you, elder~"

Ishaar squinted at the elder, and raised his mouth mischievously: "You'd better hurry up... Use a language he can understand~"

After saying that, Ishaar looked down at Chang Yufeng again. He looked at her as if he was looking up at a giant monster, which made Ishaar feel like he was an innocent lamb and her face became calm.

He came from Talon, which meant that he was definitely not as "innocent" as he seemed. He could be extraordinary, or he could be extremely evil.

But as it stands, he doesn't have the qualities to be either of those two types of people.

He has almost no other advantages except his beautiful eyes.

The only human being Ishar had ever seen was the "god" Talon, so she naturally thought that all humans had such a face, and Chang Yufeng was obviously too "ordinary".

The elder put his hands on his hips, buckled the scepter at his waist, looked at Chang Yufeng unconvinced, and was unable to do anything to Yishaer. For a moment, he couldn't say anything, but he had to stutter and hum: "This is not an easy task..."

"Just like you are carrying a lamb, you can put on a troll's clothes. I believe you can do it, right, elder?"

"Hey! This metaphor is really weird!"

"Hahaha, elder, you have to do this. You are the only one in the tribe who can help me..." Ishar was laughing now: "Yes, help me."

Ishaar put all the fur on her arms, looked at Chang Yufeng again, and found that he was looking at her quietly, laughing softly.

"You...will be fine...human..."

She spoke a human language, but she was not very fluent in it because her father had only taught her a little bit. Although the sounds in her mouth were indeed like that, she still couldn't imagine that she actually spoke the human language, and it was the first time she spoke it to such a human being. It was a bit strange.

She walked straight to the cave entrance and put her hand on the door handle, but the elder just snorted and said, "Let him freeze to death," so she stopped again.

Looking back, she saw that the elder had lifted Chang Yufeng into the air with the magic of the scepter. She shook her head helplessly and smiled and opened the cave door. A gust of wind passed through her neck, bringing the sharp blade of snow. In this far north, she, who had no cold-resistant skin, could not stay outside for long. Her whole body suddenly glowed. The more doors she opened, the brighter she became. However, the dim wind and snow covered the sky, and her light was buried.

The door was closed, and she hugged the fur tightly in the strong wind, so that she could be warmer. There was little movement in the cave, but the sound of magic could still be heard.

It was an unforgettable day. A dying lamb was imprisoned above the magical spring of Talon. The first day, the Great Devil, who was chasing him more and more, had to calm down...

The wind was strong and the snow was heavy, and no stars were visible.

Where did the stars go? They should still be hanging in the sky, but they were covered by the wind and snow... She could only see them but could not reach them...

Father……

Everything in her mind was vague... and there was no one to talk to in the snowstorm... For a moment, her soliloquy was also buried by the wind...

"Okay, you can come in! Ishaar!" The elders' shouts echoed in her ears, and she realized that her ankles had been frozen by the snow. She lifted her legs and saw that they had already turned purple due to the cold. The moment she raised her legs and walked down, she almost fell. She supported herself on the snow, and a piece of fur slipped from her arms, tearing out an angry and trembling sound in the wind and snow.

She looked into the distance, and once again used all her strength to release her spiritual power, tidied her clothes, rolled up her fur, and pushed the cave door open with force.

"I'm dressed..." The elder was a little unhappy: "I mean, he's dressed..."

"You did a great job! Elder! Now, let's have a good talk about him... and... our... future of the tribe..."

Ishaar said this softly, coughed, and walked quickly to the campfire.

She saw Chang Yufeng, who was wearing clothes, sitting obediently by the campfire, and soon sat opposite him.

She put the rolled fur behind her back and blew on her hands, just like a human being who was afraid of the cold. She sneezed, put her feet next to the campfire, and stomped her feet. She wanted to say something, her eyes kept drifting towards Chang Yufeng, but she couldn't open her mouth for a long time.

Chang Yufeng was just quietly roasting the campfire. His warm clothes made his movements seem more natural and more like a human being.

But he was obviously not that smart, and he didn't stop even when the fur was smoking.

Ishaar quickly slapped his hand away, and her clothes were touched by the fire again, burning her and making her hands shake.

"This is really..."

The elder snorted again and sat down next to them without them knowing.

"I have no prejudice against him... ahem." The elder corrected his pronunciation and spoke in pure troll language, obviously speaking to Ishar. He held the scepter and became serious: "I am not that kind of person... Ishar, you should understand... I am just worried about you... Since the moment you brought him back... You have been weird... The doctor told me the same thing... You actually risked your life to save him! How strange... A human prisoner!"

"He is not a prisoner!" Isha looked at the elder in shock. She was annoyed that the elder was still struggling with this issue.

"I have to save him!"

"You have to save him? Why?!"

The elder's voice also became louder.

He looked at Chang Yufeng, but he couldn't see any sign of someone worthy of saving on Chang Yufeng's angular face under the campfire.

The elder had a hunch that he might not be ordinary, but he couldn't help but worry about Isha's current situation.

She is worried...

Just like...

Just like before she went to find the magic spring...

(End of this chapter)