Sickly lady in wheelchair, but God

It found Shelley again and asked Shelley to take a good look at Hedi who was still angry with it.

[When I'm not around, you're the backbone of this family. Take good care of your mother.]

At this time, Anser was still looking forward to the future.

It had no idea that the unexpected changes in life could come even more suddenly than the north wind.

The next morning, Anser, wearing leather armor, took the lead and set out on an expedition with the tribe's official hunting team.

They carried bows and arrows on their backs, swords and axes on their waists, and held shining braziers in their hands.

The flames connected into one, like a long dragon, merging into the wind and snow.

The Burning Crusade has begun!

When the crowd's figures disappeared on the winding snow path, Hedi squeezed up from behind the crowd and Shelley saw it at a glance.

[Since you are here, why don’t you say goodbye to your father? 】

Hedi snorted.

[It doesn't want to see me, so I will do as it wishes. ]

Shelley was a little annoyed and she accused Hedi in a low voice.

When will you truly grow up?

[What qualifications do you have to criticize me? Don't think that just because God has favored you, you can point fingers at me. ]

Hedi was angered by Shelley's words and left without looking back.

Shelley's mouth was slightly open, she wanted to say something but couldn't. Under God's guidance, she understood the root cause of the conflict between her father and brother, but she still didn't know how to resolve it.

[God, am I useless? Do I know nothing except following your orders?]

Nursery rhymes quietly listen to the girl's voice.

It is difficult for a judge to judge family affairs, and she cannot give better advice in this regard.

Go find the answer yourself.

We walk on the vast earth, but where we will eventually reach depends on our own feet!

She temporarily shifted her attention to the expeditionary force.

After arriving at the mountain pass, the expeditionary force immediately began to build fortifications.

They laboriously carried stones to block the road, and lit fires at key points on the road to drive away ferocious beasts.

The effect of this trick was quite good. The sporadic small groups of wild beasts did not dare to approach at all. Even if they rushed in front of them, they would be shot to death.

Looking at the food piling up around him, Ansher smiled.

[If this continues, we won’t have to worry about food this winter. ]

With food, more people can be fed and the tribe will become more prosperous, which is what it wants to see as a king.

But things haven't always been smooth sailing.

On the day when the north wind grew stronger, more beasts came running from the edge of the land.

The migrating army was too crowded and they were forced to find a new way out, and the road they chose was the road leading to the Ancestral Orc Tribe.

The Great Wall in the North is shaking.

The original orcs fought one after another until the lightning came down from the nursery rhyme, and they finally managed to hold on with difficulty.

The bodies of his companions were laid out before his eyes, and the air was filled with unspeakable sadness.

Anser knew that this was not the end, but the beginning.

After the ferocious beasts have made the first attempt, they will naturally make a second attempt.

More and more Ancestral Orcs are rushing to the front line. Once they arrive here, what awaits them is only anxiety and endless attacks and defenses.

Pessimism began to spread, and Anser had to talk to everyone one by one to help them regain their courage.

On the twentieth day of the expedition, a group of wild beasts broke through the defense line and disrupted all balance.

Although Anser later announced that the beasts had been destroyed, various rumors still emerged like mushrooms after rain.

[Have the beasts really been eliminated? Are there beasts rushing in from other directions? ]

【Wang said everything was normal, maybe he was just trying to comfort us. 】

【I want to go home and have a look. 】

Faced with this situation, Ansher gave up communication for the first time and issued a death order in the name of the king that no one was allowed to retreat.

That very night, a young orc appeared outside its house.

27 The mythical fire born of courage!

Next to an open flame.

Anser carefully wiped the black stone knife he carried with him.

It hadn't slept for several days, and the stress had exhausted it both physically and mentally.

But in front of outsiders, it will never show its ugly side because it is the king.

It's not easy to pretend.

Fortunately, it still has family. Whenever it thinks of its family left behind, a warm current will surge in its body, supporting it to face difficulties with a better attitude.

"Shelley is getting stronger. He is not a qualified warrior, but he has the hope of becoming a qualified servant of God in the future."

"Hedi is also growing up. Recently, he has realized that the brute force of one person is limited. Only by uniting together can we survive in this difficult environment."

"And my wife..."

Anser's eyes became gentler.

When it was still in the tribe, his wife would help it wipe the black stone knife every day.

This knife is not only used for self-defense, but also a token of love between him and his wife.

"Don't worry, I'll be back soon. I feel that the wind from the north is not as strong as before. It will take at most another half a month, maybe just ten days."

Ansher exhaled a cloud of white mist.

Just as it turned to add wood to the fire, there was a knock on the door.

"Who?"

"King, it's me."

Anser remembered.

Qingshi, a brave warrior of the Ancestral Orc tribe.

When resisting the invasion of ferocious beasts, it used its flesh and blood to fill the gaps created by the beasts, trying its best to protect the Great Wall in the north.

However, despite its courage, it violated the rules two days ago and chose to escape, and was finally caught by the patrol team.

"come in."

Anser opened the door without any displeasure on his face.

It saw Qingshi standing nervously at the door, holding a bowl of hot soup served in a stone container.

"King!" Qingshi knelt down humbly, "I'm here to admit my mistake. I shouldn't have violated the rules without permission."

Anser patted its shoulder and pulled it up: "I understand, Qingshi, you are not a coward. If you were a coward, you would not take the initiative to apply to come here. You came here because you love your family, and you ran away because you love your family. But..."

"Even if you understand, I will still punish you because the rules are there and everyone must abide by them."

Qingshi nodded repeatedly: "I know, I was too impulsive."

Anser smiled with relief: "It's good that you know."

It took the stone tool handed to it by Qingshi and took a sip.

"Since you have already prepared the hot soup, I will not be polite to you, Qingshi, do you know what my greatest wish is?"

Qingshi shook his head.

Anser looked at the snow outside the window with nostalgia: "When I was a child, my grandfather told me that when it was small, the earth was not always covered with ice and snow. Eighty percent of the time, the earth was green. In that world, we would not feel cold."

"At that time, I couldn't imagine what the world my grandfather described was like, because the world had been covered by ice and snow since I was born."

"Later, God sent down the First Fire and brought us warmth. I was wondering, is the world that Grandpa talked about full of the First Fire?"

"My grandfather wanted to see that green world again all his life, but he never succeeded until he died."

"As for me, I actually want to, but I think I probably won't be able to see it in my lifetime, but I still have to do more."

"Because my children and my children's children still have hope. If I give a little more now, they will have a greater hope of seeing the green world in the future."

"Hope is passed down from generation to generation, just like passing on fire."

"I hope they live well, so I went to look for the First Fire, and that's why I came here again. Qingshi, you should think so too, right?"

Qingshi lowered his head.

There was no more sound of agreement from its mouth.

Anser patted Qingshi's shoulder again and laughed heartily: "When those ferocious beasts attack again tomorrow, you will hide behind me. I will definitely take you back to see your family. This is my promise to you as the king."

"But, my king."

Qingshi suddenly raised his head, and tears appeared on his resolute face.

"It's too late."

"It's never too late, just..."

As he was talking, Anser stopped, pressed his aching heart, and took another look at the empty stone tool, then he understood everything.

"poisonous?"

puff.

Qingshi fell to his knees, holding his head and crying.

"I have committed a great sin. I am a sinner. Because of my selfishness and misunderstanding of the king, I have done something unforgivable like poisoning the king. King, please kill me!"

It banged its head until blood was all over the ground.

It had never regretted as much as it did now, if the king had said those words to it earlier, but there were no ifs.

The king was not wrong; he had dedicated his entire life to the tribe.

It was it that was wrong, its foolish heart, its inexcusable sin.

Anser smiled bitterly and sat on the stone.

It felt more and more tired. It opened its mouth several times and wanted to say something. Finally, its eyes fell on the black stone knife again.

Before dawn, it was imagining the brilliance of the sunshine, but it never thought that it would not be able to see the rising sun.

It was fully capable of killing Qingshi at this time, but it still hesitated when the time came.

"Is this your choice?"

A gentle voice accompanied by a gentle breeze rang in my ears.

Anser murmured to himself, "We are all for our family and for the future of the tribe. My death is inevitable. If I kill it now, I can't save myself, and it will only make the world have one more broken family. Moreover, this is my fault. I became king because of the love of my people, but now I am exerting my power over my people."

"I take back what I said. You are not smart. You are the stupidest person I have ever met in the world. However, I don't hate your stupidity."

"I can't help it. I also want to be as smart as the priest, but...well, you..."

Ansher turned his head and looked at the round ball of light beside him in astonishment.

What kind of light is that?

Through the light, it felt unprecedented kindness and warmth. If there is a spring, it must be like this.

The newly arrived nursery rhyme said: "I am the creator god you are talking about."

“God, God, it’s really God!”

After being stunned for a moment, Ansher's body trembled with excitement. He knelt on the ground, enduring the pain in his body.

Without God, there would be no wisdom for them.