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Kazina, who was hiding behind Tarak and cautiously peeking out, pointed at herself blankly when she heard her name, her little face full of confusion.
Do I like...her?
This Hilichurl who was just trying to rub his face against hers, is now half-beaten to death?
"It's just that Katina happens to be a little girl!"
Er Kang seemed to have a sudden burst of energy before death, his voice becoming louder as he insisted on defending his precarious "reputation".
"I! Am! Not! A! Lolicon!!"
"ah?!!"
This time, not only Kazina, but all the Nata tribe warriors present, including the still-smoking Tarak, were collectively stunned, staring at Erkang in disbelief, before turning to Kazina in unison.
Kachina's face went from blank to confused, from confused to understanding, from understanding to... "Boom!" In an instant, it turned as ripe as a tomato!
The tips of her fluffy ears on top of her head turned pink, and visible white steam hissed wildly from the top of her head! She let out a whimper filled with extreme embarrassment:
"Ugh...!"
Then he suddenly crouched down behind the big rock next to him, only his top of his head and two ears that were still emitting steam as he looked down. He was so embarrassed that he felt like he was about to evaporate into thin air.
Qingyu, who had witnessed the entire event, squeezed out two words through gritted teeth: "Incredible..."
Gu Qian shook his enormous head and commented in a deep voice, "You kid... you're completely stubborn..."
"What are you waiting for!"
Zhang Chu, perhaps because he thrived on chaos or was bursting with a sense of justice, roared, "Let's get him!"
And so, under the even more stunned gazes of the Nata warriors, the three "Honorary Hilichurls" began a new round of inhumane circling kicks at their companion on the ground who was still insisting "I'm not a lolicon"!
Such as "heart-wrenching kicks", "dragon fruit", "ground grinder"...
All sorts of unheard-of and unseen tortures were subjected to one after another, and Er Kang's screams once again echoed through the sky. The shrillness of his screams was so intense that even the Nata warriors, who were used to bloody scenes, could not bear to look at him. They collectively gasped, contributing a tiny bit of coolness to this dry Nata border.
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After a (one-sided) physical exchange and mental "reassurance" (?), the group finally headed towards their tribe's settlement—the "Children of Echoes"—led by Kazina and Tarak, who was gradually regaining his ability to think.
To avoid causing unnecessary panic, the wolf king chose to hover temporarily in the air above the outskirts of the tribe.
At the entrance to the village, a middle-aged man who looked, well… very rock and roll, was smiling and waiting for them.
He was none other than Pagar, the leader of the Sons of Echoes tribe.
"Uncle Pagar!"
Like a frightened little animal that has finally found its parents, Katina quickly ran to the old man's side, hid behind him, and only showed half of her small face, timidly looking at the large group of "strange" guests behind her.
Pagal patted Kazina's shoulder reassuringly, a hearty smile typical of the Nata people on his face, and looked at Ying and Paimon, who were walking at the front: "Haha, you're Kazina's new friends? Welcome to the Echoing Children! Hmm? Why are there four more following behind..."
His gaze passed over the glowing figure and landed on the four Hilichurls behind him, whose art styles were clearly different. His smile froze for a moment.
Because Ying and Paimon were walking in front and were petite, while the group of four (including Er Kang who was being dragged along) followed behind, Pagar didn't really see them clearly at first glance.
But he was, after all, an experienced leader, and quickly realized what was happening—
These Hilichurls, having followed a group of their own tribe's warriors safely to this point, are probably not ordinary monsters, or at least... not enemies.
Just then, Zhang Chu signaled Qingyu and Gu Qian to throw Er Kang, who had been beaten so badly that he had temporarily lost his ability to speak (physically) and could only groan, into a corner like trash.
He stepped forward and said in as calm a tone as possible, "Hello, Mr. Pagar, my name is Zhang Chu, and I am one of the honorary knights awarded by the Knights of Favonius, as are my companions."
"That's right!"
Paimon immediately flew forward to add, pointing with his little finger.
"She's Ying, the most powerful traveler! And these are them too, this is Qingyu, this is Guqian, and the one on the ground is Erkang... Ah, and the Wolf King! But he's too big, he's in the sky, saying he has something to deal with regarding signal reception..."
Paimon started to chatter on and on, as was his habit.
Paggal: "...Huh?"
The once-boastful smile on the face of this well-traveled tribal chief froze completely, turning into utter bewilderment and confusion.
He wondered if he was getting old and if there was something wrong with his ears.
Honored Knight? Hilichurl?
How are these two words connected?
Has Mondstadt become so open that even monsters can become knights?
And what is that flying sprite saying?
Is there something in the sky? Is it processing signals?
He rubbed his ears hard, a hint of uncertainty mixed with a last glimmer of hope, and looked at the only ones who seemed relatively "normal," Ying and Paimon, asking in a somewhat unsteady tone, "Um... could... could you... please say it again? I think... I didn't quite hear you..."
Seeing Paggal's expression as if his worldview had collapsed, Paimon stomped his foot angrily: "Hey! What's with that reaction! We're telling the truth!"
Ying sighed and rubbed her forehead. She knew that with these four lovable little devils around, any normal social conversation would become incredibly difficult...
It seems that explaining the origins of the "Honorary Hilichurls" to the Echoing Sons will be the first major challenge for them on their journey to Nata.
Meanwhile, Er Kang, with a brick still stuck in his head, unconsciously let out a groan in the corner, as if foreshadowing that this journey to Nata was destined to be anything but peaceful...
Chapter 141 Talking with Nata
Chief Pagar felt as if his brain had been trampled by a group of fiery flowers, buzzing and in complete chaos.
He struggled to process the string of experiences he had just heard that could be described as "Teyvat horror stories".
"I... I think I understand..."
Paggal nodded slightly, forcing a forced smile that looked like he had a toothache.
Understanding? Understanding my ass!
He was screaming internally.
Explain yourself!
What does it mean to "command the wind god to do things"?
That's the god worshipped by the Mondstadt people! Not your Hilichurls' laborers!
"The Rock God was so angry he wanted to hit someone"?
That is Morax, the god of contracts and wealth, as solid as a rock!
"Beating up Thor"?
General Thunder's fame has even reached the ears of Nata's warriors!
"Saving the Grass God"? "Scaring the Water God"?
What is this?
This resume is not that of an honorary knight; it is clearly that of a god's nemesis and a nightmare for nations!
No! What are you trying to do coming to Nata with such a "glorious" record?!
Is our Nata next target? Are they going to knock our Vulcan Mavica to the ground, then tie her up and take her back to do some weird "Star Effort" (I don't know what it is, but it sounds terrifying)?!
"Ahem, anyway..."
Paggal forcibly suppressed the urge to pull out his battle axe, as well as the countless curses raging within him. His gaze swept over the group of his own warriors behind him, their faces bruised and swollen, supporting each other, their eyes still filled with fear of Er Kang (and the trio who beat Er Kang). He asked in as calm a tone as possible, "You... have come from afar to Nata. Is there some... um... important purpose?"
He was mentally prepared to hear answers like "conquer Nata" or "challenge the Vulcan".
However, Zhang Chu simply replied in a matter-of-fact tone, as if to say, "What else can I do? Travel."
"what???"
Paggal was stunned again, his jaw almost dropping to the ground.
Travel? Just for this? You guys go through all that big fuss, and all you come to Nata for is... sightseeing?!
This is as absurd as hearing that someone uses a Star Destroyer just to go out and buy a bottle of soy sauce!
"no way."
Zhang Chu seemed to sense Pagar's disbelief, shrugged, and began to "patiently" explain.
“Barbatos, the wind god of Mondstadt, does nothing but drink and recite poetry all day long. We have to provide him with enough wine before he will move around occasionally.”
"Morahmax, the Geo Archon of Liyue, keeps thinking about faking his death to retire and leave the mess to the mortals. We felt this was inappropriate, so we gave him a little 'dissuasion'."
"Inazuma's Thunder God Balzeb, her brain... well, it's a bit of a mess. She's made her country miserable, closed it off and hunted people. It would be a real shame not to give her a good beating."
“Nassida, the little grass goddess of Mount Sumeru, was bullied so badly by the great sages of her own academy. Of course we have to stand up for her. Right now, those great sages are probably lining up in heaven and hell to write self-criticisms.”
"As for Funina, the water goddess of Fontaine... well, she's a pretty cute mascot."
Zhang Chu recounted the "dark history" of the five gods in a calm tone, as if he were describing what he had for dinner that evening.
Paggal: "..." (His brain crashes again, and his eyes lose their sparkle)
He felt like his worldview was being repeatedly rubbed into the ground.
The sheer volume of information overwhelmed him, causing him to temporarily lose the ability to organize his thoughts. He could only stand there blankly, like a weathered stone statue.
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Meanwhile, in the heart of Nata, within the massive arena that symbolizes power and glory.
It was not the time for the Holy Night of the Returning Fire pilgrimage, and the magnificent arena appeared empty and solemn.
On the high platform, the current Goddess of Fire, Mavica, is with her two important partners—
The spirited warrior Ianshan and the brilliant engineer Shinonin—
They were discussing something.
Suddenly, the space above the arena distorted, and the light rippled outwards like waves!
Immediately afterwards, a twenty-meter-tall silver steel behemoth deactivated its optical camouflage and, with a deep engine hum, landed steadily in the center of the arena like a mountain!
A huge shadow instantly enveloped a large area, and the dull thud of metal feet hitting the ground echoed in the open space.
It is indeed the Wolf King Barbatos, Sirius Emperor Mode!
"who!"
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