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Chapter 6

During the long journey, César held onto the branches and climbed with difficulty. The sweat on his forehead dripped into his eyes, causing his vision to become blurred. He could only temporarily stop to wipe off the sweat from his eyes, and took a deep breath to find a place that was slightly flatter. He took out a slightly old and yellowed piece of paper from his close pocket, on which a simple map was drawn with black ink, is it here?He clicked on a place on the map, then looked around, and helplessly scratched his messy golden hair, he was not good at identifying simple maps.After a short rest, I finally climbed to the highest point of the mountain, looked around, and finally saw a small village.After giving his lucky value a thumbs up, he put the package behind him on the ground, which contained a simple urn and a set of clothes with an obvious ethnic style. After putting on that suit, he hugged the urn Walk towards the village.

"Stop." When he was about 50 meters away from the entrance of the village, a spear fell in front of César.

César took a few steps back, protected the urn in his arms, and said loudly, "I don't intend to disturb you. Is this the residence of the Kuruta tribe?"

After a while, someone answered, and a person poked his head out to look at the clothes on César's body and asked hesitantly with blond hair and blue eyes, "What are you doing here?"

"My father passed away some time ago, and he hopes to bring his ashes back to his hometown." In order to increase the credibility, Sizer slightly raised the urn in his arms, "If this is not the Kuruta tribe I left the place of residence, sorry to disturb you."

Just as César was about to leave, someone stopped him, "May I ask your father's name?"

"Ktrama Kuruta."

Ezezel could vaguely hear the voices of discussions in the village, probably arguing over whether to let him in, and finally a middle-aged man came out and pulled out the spear that had been inserted into the ground. He smiled apologetically at César, "Are you Ketrama's son? That guy hasn't come back since he left the village more than [-] years ago, and he hasn't sent any news back. I didn't expect to even have a son." .” The middle-aged man looked at the urn in César’s arms with nostalgic eyes, “What’s your name?”

"Cizer." Cizer held the urn in his arms tightly and asked cautiously, "Is this really the Kuruta clan?"

"Of course, I'm your father's good brother York. Some people say that you can't believe that you look exactly like that guy. Come, come in with me."

César followed Sola into the village, and many children secretly looked at this rare outsider.

York beckoned to a boy who looked like eleven or twelve years old in the group of children, and said to Cesar, "This is my son Kurapika, Kurapika is your brother, call him brother. "

Kurapika walked up to York and César, looked up at César, "Brother."

York put his arm around César's shoulder and led Kurapika into his house, and said to César, "You rest here first, I'll go to the high priest and ask the high priest to help Ketrama." Burial, Kurapika, entertain your brother well."

"Yes! Brother, sit here and I'll make you tea." Kurapika pointed to the chair and walked towards the kitchen.

"Don't be so troublesome." César sat on the chair, still holding the urn.

Kurapika came back with a pot of tea and a plate of snacks and put them on the table, poured a cup of tea for Cesar and sat opposite to Cesar, looking at Cesare expectantly, "Brother is Did you come from outside? What is it like outside? Dad never told me about outside things, and the book rarely mentions outside things, can brother tell me about outside things? "

"Of course." César looked at Kurapika's blue-green eyes. These are the fiery red eyes, one of the seven beauties. Isn't it the eyeballs that can turn into red? Ordinary ones are fine. Suddenly thought of something from the pocket. He took out an exquisitely crafted earring, put it in Kurapika's hand, scratched his head, "I didn't bring anything with me, this is just a gift from the meeting, I can't refuse it!"

"Thank you brother." Although it seems that this is not needed, Kurapika happily put away the earrings, and continued to look at Cesare expectantly.

César coughed in embarrassment, "Okay, I'll tell you about the outside things."

"All members of the brigade gather, Sumoko City. —Krollo"

"Hahaha what's wrong with your face, Xia Ke? Which woman is so enthusiastic?" Wo Jin patted Xia Ke on the shoulder boldly, "Someday introduce us to each other."

Xia Ke was so photographed that he shook his phone and almost dropped it to the ground. After putting away his phone, Xia Ke touched the wound on his face that hadn't healed and gritted his teeth, "Of course he's a very enthusiastic—" crazy.Of course, the knight doesn't want to tell this embarrassing thing. He can guarantee that if the brigade knows about it, they will use it to laugh at him within three months. One day he'll find his way back.

Kuroro closed the book in his hand, "Everyone is here, knight, tell everyone the information you have collected."

The knight hurriedly left the scope of Wo Jin's questions such as "is that woman beautiful" and "is she happy", coughed meaningfully, took out a map of the nearby mountainous area, and pointed to the four red flags on it. The place circled by the pen, "According to my information, the four places here are very likely to be the places where the Kuruta people live. Although there is no rough and detailed map, there will be about ten people on the third day of every month." The blond hair and blue eyes that have been covered up come to Sumoko to buy daily necessities, and blond hair and blue eyes are the characteristics of the Kuruta tribe.”

"Then Feitan Nobunaga, you two, go fast and look around the four places on the map. Magic Parker, you two are responsible for paying attention to and tracking the blond person who came to purchase on the third day. Whether there is any gain or not, Gather here on the [-]th. Disband on the spot."

"Yes, Captain."

"Ceizer, the High Priest asked you to take... um, go there." York hurriedly appeared at the door and said to César.

"Yeah." César stood up holding the urn, and smiled at Kurapika, "Thank you for your hospitality."

"Kula stay at home well, and we will be back later." York took Cesare through the wooden houses, "Don't be afraid when you see the high priest later, the high priest is very kind, when you arrive From time to time the high priest will ask you some questions, just answer honestly."

"Yeah." César nodded, and followed York into a house in the middle of the village.

"Are you the son of Klamara?" The high priest is an old man who looks very amiable. He stretched out his hands to César, and César looked at York without knowing why, and York gave César a signal. The urn in Zell's arms, César realized then, and put the urn in the hands of the high priest.

The high priest closed his eyes, as if he was listening carefully, and opened his eyes after a while, "I heard the voice of Klamala."

"What did you hear?" César asked nervously, "Did Dad say anything to me?"

"My child, I only heard the voice of the soul that has never rested." The high priest looked at César with pity, "Klamara did not die normally."

César was taken aback, "Dad came back with a lot of injuries...but he didn't tell me anything...he only asked me to tell me he brought it back." César's eyes were red and tears were streaming down , the voice was choked with sobs, "Dad...I want to avenge Dad!"

"Klamala doesn't want you to take revenge. You should live well and not live for hatred." The high priest said kindly, "Patriarch, open the resting place of the tribe, and I will let Karamala truly rest in peace."

Patriarch?César looked at York.York said with some embarrassment, "Don't look at me like this, I'm also the biggest patriarch besides the high priest. César, can you come too, high priest?" York looked at the high priest with pleading eyes, and the high priest masturbated Long beard, nodded.

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Sorry for the late update because JJ is stuck