Chapter 463 Sweet Cane Village (Part 1)

The geographical location of “Sweet Sugarcane Village” is very good. It is surrounded by a lake community called ‘Cui Moss’, which is named after the two main large lakes in the community, ‘Cui Moss Lake’ and ‘Cui Moss’. Weiss Lake’, in the Elvish language, they mean ‘like a mirror’ and ‘still water’ respectively.

Although the surrounding environment is very good, this place is a bit close to the fortress of the Holy Arathor Kingdom, so only halflings who are good at mingling with other races are willing to settle here.

On the way, Barrett had heard his guide Gene say that the halflings living in the village of ‘Sweet Cane’ belonged to the middle subspecies of this race. Compared with their counterparts, the halflings in Sweet Cane Village have fairer skin and golden hair like ears of wheat. More importantly, they are also much taller than ordinary halflings, so The name of this subspecies also sounds like a ‘tall halfling’!

It is a pity that the stature of ‘tall halflings’ is not as exaggerated as ‘storm dwarves’, the subspecies of dwarves. Even though they are about four fingers taller than ordinary ones, they still only reach the waist of barbarians, which makes them in their names. The unique “high” seems to be slightly misnamed.

Just as Barrett and his party crossed the gentle hillside and saw the ‘sweet sugarcane’ village dotted by the lake, they were stopped by seven or eight halfling riders riding on the horned antelope. .

The halfling at the head was wearing a gray-green inlaid leather armor, and a metal brooch in the shape of a honeycomb was pinned to his left chest. He held a mulberry short bow in his hand, and a long dagger-like weapon on his waist. On his antelope mount, there is an additional human-sized one-handed sword. Of course, this sword should be called a “two-handed sword” compared to the size of a halfling.

Most of the other riders behind the halfling were like him, holding bows and arrows in their hands with a slightly wary look on their faces. This kind of vigilance is quite a cold expression for halflings, after all, they are more accustomed to having good relations with all races.

“Who are you?” the guy in the lead asked Barrett and the others.

“I’m Ariel White, an ordinary merchant.” The merchant dismounted and stepped forward. “I have been to your village many times, and the tobacco leaves and eels there are really impressive.”

“I remember you, Mr. Ariel,” said the halfling. “If I remember correctly, you came to us a year ago and sold us lots of onion and turnip seeds. Sweet Cane Village loves seeds. , that heralds more food, what did you bring this time?”

“The seeds of friendship.” The businessman said with a smile, “I and the friends behind me passed by here, wanting to go to the hospitable ‘Sweet Sugar Cane’ to have a rest, and take shelter from the coming torrential rain by the way.”

The halfling turned his head to look at Barrett and the others behind Ariel. His eyes stayed on the barbarians and the nightmare beasts for a little longer, “Although it is a rainy summer, I still hope that your ‘partner’ will not cause a fire on the grassland.” He said to Barrett.

“Don’t worry, it’s a very obedient partner and never does anything out of line.” Barrit patted the ‘carrot’ on his crotch, but the latter shook his head impatiently, making the barbarian a little embarrassed.

“It can be seen that it is indeed ‘obedient’, so I hope you can take care of it.” After the halfling finished speaking, he fixed his gaze on the little mage Chris who was hanging in the air.

“Are you a mage?” The halfling’s tone was full of curiosity.

“Yes.” Chris landed from the air and looked at the halfling riding on the Oryx, “Chris Brann, belongs to the Magic Society.” He introduced himself.

“My name is Milo Beeswax, my esteemed mage, and I’m the captain of the village’s patrol.” said the halfling named ‘Milo’, “Welcome to Sweet Cane Village, where I believe in excellent food and fine tobacco. It will wash away the fatigue of the journey for you.”

Milo turned around and instructed the rest of the halfling riders to continue patrolling the surrounding area, while he personally led Barrett and others to a nearby village.

The halfling’s mount, the Oryx, ran quite fast, much faster than the ordinary horses that other people rode, but it was a little worse than the nightmare beast under Barrett’s crotch.

The group bypassed the mirror-like Cui Moss Lake, and then rode their horses along the lakeside of Weiss Lake, which was full of calamus, and finally entered this pocket-like village like a children’s paradise.

Most of the buildings in Sweet Cane Village are relatively short, and some are even just small earthbags with windows and doors, which look very similar to the Grey Dwarf village ‘Spirit Cellar’ that Barrett once visited. But the ‘spirits cellar’ village still has a spacious and open underground part, that is its real main body, and the sweet sugarcane village is just what it looks like.

But there are also sporadic high-rise buildings, the most conspicuous of which is a treehouse-like building. The large tree house was built on the trunk of an oak tree with a thick canopy, which was integrated into the whole tree. And the sturdy oak tree that carries the tree house is also very abrupt in the environment with few trees nearby, and it can be seen from a distance.

The small halflings in the village showed great interest in the visiting Barret and others, especially for the adventure of our barbarian, who is quite tall among humans.

These little men had guts out of proportion to their height, and many halflings surrounded Barrett, touching his body with his hands, and a snotty child crawled deftly by the barbarian’s leather armor and belt. He sat on broad shoulders and refused to get down.

“I defeated a tall giant!” the halfling child shouted over his shoulders, causing cheers from his fellows around him.

“Let’s talk about it when you see the real giant.” Barrett picked up the child with both hands and gently placed it on the ground, “I hope you won’t be scared to wet your pants at that time.”

“I stopped peeing my pants two years ago!” said the blond child proudly, before adding in a low voice, “I mean, most of the time.”

“Very well, hold on.” Barrett stood up and glanced up at the sky. The figure of the construct raven ‘Corn’ is looming in the clouds, like a real big bird.

“Do you usually have few humans here?” Kris asked Patrol Captain Milo.

“Very few,” the halfling replied, “although the human kingdom to the south of you occasionally sends cavalry into the grasslands, they never reach us, they just go around in a circle. Usually only in autumn, There are businessmen like Mr. Ariel who come and buy some tobacco and honey, but not every year.”

“Honey? I thought you were rich in sugar cane.” The little mage snapped his fingers, and some dust and a few small palm prints on the robe disappeared.

“Before we came to the Hanhai Grassland, the village was indeed rich in sugarcane, which is also the origin of the name of the ‘sweet sugarcane’ village.” Milo explained, “We later migrated to this grassland, but the environment here is not suitable for sugarcane. Grow. Luckily we found sugar cane alternatives beet and honey. We still prefer sugar cane to beets.”

“Where did you live before?” The little wizard used the zero-ring spell ‘Magic Trick’ to create the shadow of a dragon’s head, and then used the ‘phantom sound’ to make it roar like a dragon. This magical scene It caused the exclamation and admiration of many halflings around, and more and more residents gathered around.

“Our halflings migrated from the vicinity of the ‘Motai city-state’. In the time of the Magic Empire, it was just a town. We got along very well with the humans in the town.” Milo said, “You know. , we halflings have never really had our own territory and home, and we are used to living in the lands of other races.”

“What happened later?” The little mage made the ‘Shadow of the Dragon’ shatter into pieces around the body like bubbles, and produced a beautiful rainbow.

Milo looked at the endless stream of little magic from the little wizards in surprise, and it took a long time to recover. “Then the dark age came, and the Motel city-state declared its independence. At first, we just became vassals of this new city-state. Life was not too much, but not long after, there was a coup d’etat in the city-state, and the new leaders did not allow non-human aliens to live near the city-state, and drove us halflings out.”

“Our clansmen wandered on the mainland~www.readmtl.com~ while looking for new forces that could accept us. But that time was too chaotic, many races were mixed together, and no one could tell who was standing outside knocking on their door. Friends or enemies. At first, our tribe did not intend to come to the Vast Sea Grassland, but wanted to go to the middle of the mainland, but was chased by an evil gnoll tribe for a long time, deviating from the original travel route, and finally arrived Lost and hesitant, I happened to come to this grassland where the war just ended.”

While speaking, the patrol captain led the crowd to the prominent oak tree house. He reached out and knocked on the door embedded in the tree trunk, turned his head and continued to say to everyone, “Actually, I heard all this from the elders, because that was when I was not born.”

“It must have been a very hard migration journey.” Merchant Ariel sighed.

“Yes, the clansmen suffered heavy casualties during the migration.” Milo knocked on the door again, “I heard that only less than seventy clansmen reached the Vast Sea Grassland alive…”

“It’s sixty-three.” The door of the oak tree house opened, and inside the door stood a raccoon with upright feet.

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