Chapter 683： Dragon Tribe

On a scenic plain, in a small village surrounded by simple fences:

A young man in ragged clothes is bowing his head, holding a short knife and trotting through it quickly.

In this small village, all the houses in it are made of wood.

The house is simply covered with a layer of yellow straw and a few huge leaves to make a roof.

Around the house, busy figures shuttle back and forth;

There are also some elderly people sitting in front of the house, picking up some unknown vegetable leaves and doing some simple work;

There are also young children in twos and threes, chasing and playing with each other on the simple street;

Laughter and laughter filled every corner of the village.

And this young man with his head bowed and in ragged clothes, his pale face at this moment formed a sharp contrast with the pure smiling faces around him.

An old grandmother who was sitting in front of the door, sewing and mending, saw the man with a happy smile on her wrinkled face:

"Brant, didn't you go hunting with the hunting team?"

"Why did you come back so soon?"

"What about the rest."

However, to the grandmother's question, the man seemed to have heard nothing, leaving her with a thin back.

The old man couldn't help but be very surprised when he saw this:

"What's wrong with this kid Brandt today?"

"Why do you look so worried?"

However, the old man didn't care too much about this, and continued to work on his own hands.

The man named Brandt looked like he couldn't let go, and ignored the warm greetings from the surrounding villagers.

At this moment, a sweet-looking girl stood in front of Brandt and said:

"Brrent, why did you ignore me when I called you."

Brant, who was thinking about his thoughts with his head down, suddenly felt that his way was blocked.

His eyes suddenly fell on the pair of worn-out straw sandals in front of him.

Although the straw sandals were worn out, they still could not cover up the crystal clear little feet.

And it seemed that he noticed Brandt's gaze, and the pink and tender feet couldn't help but take two steps back, and then a coquettish voice suddenly came from his ear:

"Brand, where are you looking?"

It was only then that Brandt reacted, looking up at a young girl standing in front of him.

Although the clothes this girl was wearing were all made of burlap, she still couldn't stop the other party's beautiful face and dusty temperament.

Brandt looked at the person in surprise:

"Berica, why are you here?"

The girl named Berica pouted angrily:

"Isn't that what I should ask you?"

"Didn't you go hunting with Uncle Warren? Why did you come back so quickly?"

Upon hearing this, Brandt remembered something, and his face changed:

"Berika, I have something urgent to report to the patriarch."

"I'll explain to you later."

After speaking, Brandt directly avoided the girl in front of him and continued to walk towards the place where the patriarch lived.

It was the largest building in the entire village, two stories high.

It is located in the heart of the village.

"you!"

Bellica looked at Brandt's back in surprise, and then chased after him without thinking:

"What happened?"

"What about Uncle Warren and the others, why did you come back alone?"

"Hey, wait for me..."

Brandt walked quickly to the house that belonged to the patriarch, and rudely knocked on the door and said loudly:

"The patriarch has something serious, come out quickly."

Berica appeared behind Brandt and said uneasy:

"Did something happen to Uncle Warren and the others?"

"Squeak~"

The door was suddenly opened, and an old man who was over sixty years old came out:

"Brant?"

The old man said with a displeased expression:

"Are you trying to tear down the door I just repaired?"

This old man is the patriarch of this village, Sigmund.

When Brandt heard this, he quickly apologized:

"No no no, not the patriarch, I..."

"Good good!"

Looking at Brant, who was stammering when he spoke, the old man Sigmund hurriedly stopped:

"Tell me about you first."

"What happened in such a hurry."

Brandt then remembered his purpose and said anxiously:

"On our way to the shadow forest, we encountered the orc tribe that was already in ambush there."

"Our entire squad was captured by them."

As soon as Brandt finished speaking, Sigmund and Berica next to him were all shocked:

"what!"

After listening to what Brandt said, Sigmund's face instantly turned pale.

Sigmund quickly brought Brantra into the house and said:

"Come on, come in."

At the same time, he also glanced at Berica:

"You come in too."

The three hurried into the house, and Sigmund closed the door tightly after checking that no one was around.

Then Sigmund said to Brandt calmly:

"Quick, talk."

"What the **** happened."

At this time Brandt could only make a long story short:

"When we were about to enter the Shadow Forest, ... Uncle Warren and I were quickly controlled by their people."

Berica asked anxiously:

"Then how did you escape?"

Sigmund stopped Berica and said:

"Let him speak."

After Brandt explained what happened, his mood has almost stabilized at this moment.

Then he continued in a steady tone:

"I was deliberately let me back by them."

"The purpose is for me to tell you to the patriarch: When the scorching sun is in the sky tomorrow, you must bring ten load of grain to replace the person."

"What? Ten dans."

Sigismund was furious when he heard this:

"Are these **** killing us!"

Bellica even blushed with anger and said:

"Why don't they go grab it!"

"Ten load of grain is our tribe's 100-day ration."

In any case, as the patriarch, Sigismund had never seen any storms in his life.

Emotions were quickly brought under control.

Sigmund looked at Brandt and asked:

"What if we don't give or take out?"

Brandt closed his eyes in pain and said with a trembling voice:

"Sunset kills one person a zhang."

"These bastards!"

"boom!"

Sigmund punched a column next to him, a piece of dust fell from the top of his head, and the three of them stood there as if they didn't realize it.

After a while, Brandt looked up at Sigismund, with hope in his eyes:

"Patriarch, what should we do now?"

Sigmund seems to be over sixty years old, but he is still in good spirits in both speech and action.

At this moment, his face was even more ferocious, his hands clenched into fists, and the blue veins on the fists burst out.

Several times Sigmund's fist was loose and tight, tight and loose.

After repeating this several times, Sigmund couldn't help but sigh deeply and said:

"Let someone prepare food I'll go to change people tomorrow."

Upon hearing this, Belica and Brandt both looked like they were hesitant to speak, their faces were full of struggle and unwillingness.

In the end, Sigmund said weakly:

"The food is gone, and people can't die if they starve for a while."

"But if something happens to Warren and the others, our Dragon Tribe will really have to be slaughtered in the future."

Speaking of this, Sigmund's eyes were full of determination:

"We can't let our great dragon race go to extinction."

"Dragon? Hehe~"

When Brandt, who was standing beside him, heard this, his face suddenly filled with sarcasm:

"Is there really such a powerful race in this world that can soar in the nine heavens..."