RPAGF Chapter 108 Coming-of-Age Gift
Chapter 108 Coming-of-Age Gift
Lang Cang looked at the bracelet lying in his palm, then looked at Lin Baiyan with some surprise, "This is..."
The person in front of me spoke softly, "This is my coming-of-age gift to you..."
Lang Cang had amazing hearing; even though his voice was very soft, he immediately caught Lin Baiyan's words.
He stared blankly at the stone in his hand, the bracelet on his palm still warm from the young man's hand.
This is... his coming-of-age gift?
Lang Cang thought there would never be a coming-of-age ceremony again, but he didn't expect Lin Baiyan to still remember when he came of age and give him a gift.
"Try wearing it and see..."
Lang Cang snapped back to his senses, quickly put the bracelet on his wrist, and then held it out in front of Lin Baiyan to show it to him.
He lowered his head and said, "It's very beautiful, I like it very much, thank you Baiyan."
The deep voice seemed to be close to Lin Baiyan's ear.
Lin Baiyan's ears turned red, and he felt his face burning. He replied haphazardly, "It's okay, I've made dinner, let's go eat."
He fled in panic, running back to his room. It was just a gift, why was he so agitated?
Wolf Cang looked at the bright red behind the person's ear and smiled with amusement. He swished his non-existent tail and slowly followed Lin Baiyan into the room.
The atmosphere between the two was very subtle. Lin Baiyan, munching on the cured pork ribs in his bowl, couldn't stand the silence any longer and changed the subject, "What is this 'Holy Crystal' you were talking about today?"
Lang Cang recalled the sacred object that had led to the extermination of the Star Wolf tribe, and his feelings were very complicated. He paused for a moment with his chopsticks in his hand, and then said, "The Sacred Crystal is a sacred object of our Star Wolf tribe, and we have guarded it for generations."
That memory, deeply buried in Lang Cang's heart, slowly began to unfold before Lin Baiyan.
“Every chieftain and priest is personally selected by the Holy Crystal. Only orcs who can communicate with the Holy Crystal can become priests.”
“Whenever a cub is born, it is brought to the Holy Crystal to have its talent tested. The clan leader is chosen from among the most outstanding cubs of the Holy Crystal.”
He was the most brilliant orc of this generation in the Star Wolf tribe, and the tribe's old priest immediately chose him as the next chieftain.
Life went on peacefully and leisurely. As one of the top tribes on the grassland, no orc dared to provoke the Star Wolf Tribe.
However, on the eve of last year's trading day, the hunting team leader, Lang Xun, led the second and third hunting teams to exchange food outside.
The giant scorched boars and lizards slowly approached the Star Wolf tribe. At that time, only Wolf Night's first hunting team was in the tribe, but the enemy they faced was nearly three times their size. Blood splattered all over the grassland plants and stained the streams flowing among the grass red.
Lang Cang remembered it clearly: the wild boar bit off his father's neck, and its right eye, scarred and bloodshot, smiled at him with obvious disdain.
He was ordered by his father to escape with the remaining sub-beastmen and cubs, and could only watch helplessly as his father's corpse was trampled underfoot by the scorched boar beastman.
The lizardman next to him flicked his tongue at his father's body.
When Lang Cang mentioned these things, his tone was calm and composed, but his eyes turned blood red, and the coldness and killing intent within them grew stronger.
“My mother told me through the prophecy of the Holy Crystal that life was in the north, so I led my people all the way north to escape.”
"And then I met you..."
He looked down at the person beside him, his round cat-like eyes filled with heartache.
“It’s alright. One day I will take my revenge on them, cut off the heads of that scorched pig and lizard, crush them into dust, and use the remains to comfort my father and mother.”
Looking at Lang Cang like this, Lin Baiyan felt that words of comfort were too weak, so he reached out and put his hand on him.
He hadn't expected that Lang Cang had carried so much on his shoulders. No wonder Lang Cang's eyes were always misty, with a faint trace of sadness hidden deep within.
He patted the back of his hand, but then felt that such comfort was too weak. He tilted his head and thought for a moment, put down his chopsticks, and hugged Lang Cang tightly. His tone was gentle but firm, "I believe in you. You have always done very well."
Lang Cang paused for a moment, then slowly wrapped his arms around Lin Baiyan's waist and buried his face in his shoulder.
It's okay, he firmly believed that he would do it sooner or later.
"With you by my side, I will become stronger so I can better protect you," Lang Cang thought to himself as he tightened his grip on the young man's waist.
……
The next day, Lin Baiyan left the cave and went to check on the construction team's progress. He was struck by how everyone was working with boundless energy, as if they had been injected with adrenaline!
He smiled slightly and went over to point out a few minor mistakes Xiong Fei had made, saying, "The bricks here need to be laid flat, otherwise the house will easily collapse."
Xiong Fei scratched his head sheepishly, carefully noting down Lin Baiyan's actions.
He watched the orcs' movements; in just one day, the foundation was laid, and everyone's skill level was increasing.
Lin Baiyan roughly estimated that, at the increasingly rapid pace of the beastmen's construction, they could build about six houses a month.
This was even before everyone joined in, because some people had to be set aside to continue firing bricks and cutting wood.
It's already late January, and it's still a long time before sowing and planting. Right now, we can focus on building the house first.
The beastmen diligently began building houses, while the dwarf beastmen earnestly learned how to make furniture.
There was no other way; they didn't have enough manpower, so one orc had to be used like two!
We have to work, because only by working can we eat and live in such a beautiful house.
A gentle breeze blew by, and the sunlight shone warmly on the sub-beastmen. Yangye led a small team of sub-beastmen out to gather food. Although they didn't have much food yet, it was better than nothing.
The beastmen turned over the soil and dug out the potatoes that had been stored all winter. If they dug up the dark yellow soil, they would keep it, as it was essential for making bricks, tiles, and pottery.
Sheep Leaf tapped the dirt off the stone adze, looked up at the sun, and called out to the few sub-beastmen around him, "That's enough, let's go back."
Several orcs responded and followed the group back to the tribe.
As soon as I entered the tribe, I saw the male orcs sweating profusely as they built houses.
In the eastern corner, Fox River was sawing wood with the dwarf beasts.
Wolf Cloud and several other half-grown cubs were sweeping the tribe's grounds with large brooms. There was a lot of work to be done in the tribe every day, with lots of dust and pebbles. The adults didn't have time to do this kind of work, so the cubs took on almost all of it.