Talulah, I'm still a child.

Chapter 386 Wendigo's Reunion with the Carrion Eaters

Amidst howling winds and snow, the sentries on the perimeter of the integrated movement had just changed shifts, and Niyan focused intently on his work.

For Ms. Mudrock, life on Rhodes Island and in Reunion wasn't that different; it's just that Rhodes Island had a stronger sense of community, while Reunion gave her a greater sense of belonging.

"Hey, Mudstone, what are you sculpting?"

Arturo, who was passing by carrying a bucket of instant noodles, cast a curious glance at her. She asked the question, but she actually recognized that the clay sculpture made by Niyan should be Mei Xue. She wasn't so stupid as to not recognize her own father.

"...The New Year of the Great Yan Dynasty is approaching, and I want to give gifts to my friends."

As Niyan spoke, she made changes to the details. She had always enjoyed sculpting these little clay figures, and over time she became skilled at it. Her craftsmanship improved, and some people even said that after the Reunion Movement succeeded, she could open a shop to sell these things and live a comfortable life. Niyan herself wanted to open such a shop.

"Oh right, it's the New Year of the Great Yan Dynasty."

Arturo then remembered that the Great Yan Dynasty had such an important festival. For her, who had been wandering for a long time, no festival was meaningful. But now that she had settled down, shouldn't she send Mei Xue a gift?

No, in the end, she should probably ask the little fox for a New Year's red envelope. The person currently occupying this body is a new personality formed by the combination of Mei Xue's and the Doctor's soul fragments, so she is naturally Mei Xue's child.

"Speaking of which, isn't life on Rhodes Island more comfortable?"

"...Pretty much, but with Mei Xue around, it feels like there's a different kind of liveliness there every day."

Mudrock recalled the scene at Rhodes Island. It was indeed quite comfortable. The tasks assigned by Rhodes Island would not exceed the operators' capabilities. In particular, as Mudrock, it was not a problem to touch the fox's tail every day. However, there were limited spaces around Meixue, and there was always someone else there.

"That's great, it's a pity there are some troublesome guys there, otherwise I'd like to... um?"

Without hesitation, Arturo took down her violin and looked at the snow-covered area not far from the sentry post. She smelled the scent of death, but strangely, this death almost made her drop her bow.

Mudrock also realized that something was wrong. She got up, put on her mask, picked up her sledgehammer, and felt the approaching death.

"Notify the base that the enemy is coming, not just scouts... and only one person has died?"

Looking at the slightly slender figure emerging from the wind and snow, Arturo frowned. As one of the builders of the Reunion Movement's intelligence network, her intelligence database was not so large that she would overlook such an existence.

It was an old man with a peculiar appearance; his face was not clearly visible beneath his turban. He held a staff that resembled a bent, dried tree root. As he walked along the path, the previously frozen trees seemed to undergo some kind of change. Arturo knew that the tree was dead.

"Why would the Sarkaz royal court, the king of carrion eaters, be here?"

This is a terrifying opponent. At least Arturo and Mudrock together could not defeat him. At most, they could only delay him for a moment. He is also a top-tier powerhouse in the Sarkaz court. In the current state of integration, perhaps only Patriot can stand against him alone.

"The corrupt Sakorta is having a pleasant conversation with a son of earth and stone. The Reunion Movement is more interesting than I thought."

The King of Carrion had no intention of making things difficult for the two people in front of him. He was just surprised that Sarkaz and Sarkata had a deep-seated hatred between them, yet this black-haired, corrupt Sarkata could cooperate with Sarkaz, which was truly rare.

"I have come to visit an old friend. Lay down your weapons; you are no match for me."

"That's really strange. The King of the Carrion Eaters actually says that our Reunion Movement has your old friends?"

Arturo dared not let her guard down, but she had already guessed the other party's intentions. There were many Sarkaz in the Reunion Movement, but there was only one person worth a member of the Royal Court risking Ursus's suspicion to come here.

"...Where is the last pure-blooded Wendigo?"

"You've come for Mr. Bozocasti."

Mudstone gripped the hammer tightly. The atmosphere grew increasingly oppressive, and she could barely breathe. She had never imagined that there could be such a terrifying enemy in the world, one who could almost exhaust her strength just by uttering a single sentence.

"Young Son of Earth and Stone, hmm, you're actually pureblood... Interesting. Given enough time, you could also become a member of our hospital. And that statue, do you know Him?"

Upon seeing the clay sculpture for Mei Xue beside Mudrock, the King of Carrion's voice rose noticeably, the almost frozen air returned to normal in the next moment, and the pressure on Arturo and Mudrock also suddenly decreased.

“I had received information that the master of fate went deep into the snowfield and later had some dealings with the Reunion Movement. It seems to be true... In that case, Ursus’s defeat was not unjust.”

"Ha... It seems the news I heard was correct. The Sarkaz are wary of him, aren't they?"

Arturo struggled to steady himself. These provocative words didn't displease the King of Carrion. He simply nodded in acknowledgment. After all, hadn't you seen how Theresis had suffered a nervous breakdown from Mei Xue's curse? Deep Pool's days probably wouldn't be easy in the future either.

Before they could finish their conversation, a tall figure appeared behind Arturo and the others. The massive black halberd exuded a chilling aura, and the thick shield gave them a sense of security. Patriot's steps were heavy yet powerful. It would take time for him to get here from the Reunion Movement's base, but he had just been patrolling the sentry posts around the camp, which were not far away, so he arrived quickly.

Upon seeing who it was, Patriot's breath caught in his throat for a moment, but he didn't stop. He walked to Arturo and Mudrock and shielded them behind him.

"Wendigo, it's been a long time."

"The King of Carrion...why has he appeared on the land of Ursus?"

Patriot and the King of Carrion had known each other for a time. The other was slightly older than him and admired his bravery and courage. They had fought side by side, but since leaving Kazdel, he had no idea he would ever see the royal court again.

"I've come to see you. So many years have passed, yet you still haven't laid down your weapons. It's pathetic. You betrayed the country because you hated war, but you've never stopped killing."

"I have no regrets, nor do I feel sorry for myself. I am a soldier, I abhor war, so I face it head-on!"

In the past, the King of Carrion was indeed right; the Patriot abhorred war, yet he waged war his entire life, without ceasing for two hundred years. But now he has made up his mind that even if he dies on the battlefield, if it can ensure that there will be no more war for future generations, he will die a worthy death.

“It seems you have been through a lot. I thought the Reunion Movement was your shackle, but now it seems you are their shield and spear.”

The meanings are different. The King of Carrion planted his staff in the ground, and the Patriot put down his halberd. This was just to show an attitude. For them, even without staffs and weapons, the simplest form of fighting was almost the same.

“I will not go in. I will stay here. Last pure-blooded Wendigo, tell me... why the Lord of Fate chose you.”

"The Lord of Destiny, what is that?"

Bozokasti looked bewildered. He thought the King of Carrion had come to him because of the Sarkaz’s actions in Victoria, but why was he being brought up with a word he didn’t understand?

"Coo-choo!"

Mei Xue sneezed cutely and snuggled closer to Talulah. For some reason, his sister held him even tighter, as if she was worried that he would disappear at any moment.

"I told you to wear more clothes, you've caught a cold!"

Talulah hugged Meixue tightly, warming the little fox's body with her own body heat, though she might simply be taking advantage of her.

"Hmm, it's probably because people are talking about me behind my back again, not because I have a cold."

Now that things have come to this, Mei Xue no longer cares who is talking about her behind her back. Anyway, there are quite a few. Not to mention the girls on Rhodes Island and the aquatic loli he raised, there are also a whole bunch of women that the little fox had messed with when he traveled with the Doctor and didn't even know him.

However, it's also possible that things are particularly busy on the Great Yan side as the Lunar New Year approaches, and the little fox has to take the time to write back to express his feelings. He heard that he came up with many of the festivals in the Great Yan, such as the Mid-Autumn Festival and the Spring Festival, which are basically passed down from the True Dragon era.

"Unless his body is extremely weak, disasters and illnesses are quite far away from him,"

Ya'er did come to reminisce, but the information she provided was quite useful to Talulah and Meixue, especially what she said earlier. Although Talulah was reluctant to believe it, she had a vague intuition that it should be true.

"Sigh, it's a pity I can't leave Kerrig for the time being, otherwise it would be nice to go with you guys to that so-called Rhodes Island."

"You know Rhodes Island?"

Talulah was a little stunned. It was understandable that she knew Mei Xue, but what was this about knowing Rhodes Island? She and the little fox had been here for several days, but she had never mentioned Rhodes Island. How come Ya'er seemed to know everything?

"Of course I know. Mei Xue mentioned it to me back then. Oh, not just a few years ago, but probably... how long ago was it, two thousand years ago or four thousand years ago?"

"Forget it, your sense of time is just too ridiculous."

Shaking her head helplessly, Talulah wanted to continue asking, but so much time had passed that Ya'er might not remember everything. According to her, she herself was just an incarnation of Yeragand, so it was normal for her memories to be unclear.

"There's nothing we can do. For us, decades are just a blink of an eye. We won't deliberately remember things unless they're major events, because it won't do us any good anyway."

Ya'er seemed to remember something, and sighed helplessly as she leaned on the table.

"As an immortal, forgetting is something we must learn. In the long course of life, there are only a handful of people who can accompany us. Apart from our companions, sometimes we just wake up and find that the world has changed."

Dates and years are human concepts, too abstract and fleeting for an immortal like Ya'er. That's why she travels the world in avatars to remember those who are worth remembering.

"Is Mei Xue also one?"

"At least he used to be able to sleep for very long periods of time, but now he's probably gotten used to human sleep schedules."

For some reason, Ya'er's expression looked very strange. She couldn't help but think of what the siblings had been doing these past few days. She was really curious about how Talulah was able to keep challenging Mei Xue even after being tormented to the point of being unable to stand up again and again.

"Besides, the Shivaesh family member was also introduced here by Mei Xue. She should know quite a lot. You can go and ask her. I... oh dear, I'm sorry, I have to go back first. The Holy Maiden will be worried if she can't find me."

Ya'er wanted to talk a little longer, but time didn't seem to allow it. Her eyes, which were still at Manju Courtyard, had already seen Saintess Enya looking for her. If she didn't go back soon, her secret would be discovered, and she didn't want to reveal her identity.

"Goodbye, sister~"

"Oh, Meixue is so good, come here and let your sister give you a kiss... cough cough, don't look at me like that, I was here first, a kiss won't hurt."

Seeing Talulah protecting her chicks like a mother hen, Ya'er got up helplessly. Enya over there had already started calling for help, so there was no time to waste here any longer. Mei Xue felt that this older sister was like a game NPC, appearing suddenly and leaving just as suddenly.

However, as long as no one disturbed her and Mei Xue's intimate moments, she didn't care too much about the rest. As for what Ya'er said, it was indeed quite mysterious, but Mei Xue in her arms was real, and she could feel Mei Xue's body temperature, which was enough.

"My Meixue is really amazing!"

Talulah lifted the little fox high, her smile radiating pride. To her, regardless of status or origin, Mei Xue was Mei Xue. Even if the little fox caused a major upheaval, he would still be her precious little brother, the person she loved most.

"My older sister is amazing too!"

Mei Xue wagged his tail. In his heart, his sisters were the best. Ya'er's words had given Mei Xue some inspiration. He should probably figure out what an anchor point was first. It must be something related to his memories.

Once her memories are restored, the little fox will definitely be able to help Talulah even more.

"However, since that Ya'er said so, it seems I need to find time to pay a visit to that Black Knight."

Helping Mei Xue regain her memories is a big deal. Although it will affect their travel plans to some extent, Talulah doesn't mind making this small sacrifice for Mei Xue. She is also very curious about Mei Xue's past.

"I'll go later. I suddenly remembered that I need to write a letter to Da Yan. The New Year is coming soon."

"If we count the days, we probably have about ten more. After we finish our trip to Shelag, we also need to go to Siesta. Is there enough time?"

Talulah pondered for a moment and realized that because she had spent a lot of time on the road (don't you know why you were delayed?), she didn't seem to have as much time left.

"That's no problem. It will take at most two days to get there by flying vehicle. If all else fails, I can just teleport there."

The little fox proudly hugged its tail. The distance? Spatial distance is nothing to worry about. Instead of worrying about that, it's better to think about what to write on the New Year's card for Da Yan.

Oh, right, I'll also be including a photo, because the Great Yan side said they need to revise the portrait and sculpture based on his photo.

Chapter 387 The Great Yan Culture is Profound and Extensive

"So you came to find me?"

The moonlight was bright, and looking at the disordered stars in the sky, he poured himself a glass of wine and drank it down. He leaned against the edge of the Rhodes Island bridge, looking carefree and happy.

“I think you, as Mei Xue’s wife, must know something, but I don’t know why you never speak up.”

Now, the Doctor finally remembered what he had overlooked. Da Yan and Mei Xue had a friendship spanning thousands of years. If we're talking about understanding Mei Xue, they are truly number one, not Kal'tsit or Rhodes Island. How could Da Yan not have studied her over such a long period of time?

As for Ling, she was part of an ancient existence and an important figure in the Great Yan. According to Lin Qingyan, she and Mei Xue were even legally married for a period of time.

"Because there's an old saying in the Great Yan Dynasty: 'The speaker may not mean it, but the listener may take it to heart.' Doctor, you've said too much... It wouldn't be good if someone overheard you."

"I don't think that's the right word to use here."

The doctor walked to the edge of the gate. Compared to the brightly lit city behind him, the desolate wilderness in front of him, illuminated by the bright moon, had a different feel to it. The endless darkness in the distance always made him feel that something was stirring.

"Actually, whether it's you, Da Yan, or Surtr, they must know some things. I can understand Surtr's confused memories, but as for you..."

“不敢高声语，恐惊天上人。”