Small flowers with white velvet grew from the cracks in the stones, trembling in the whistling mountain wind, and a faint humming sound came from the distant mountain road, just like the unknown tune that grandma used to lull her to sleep.
Sylutia Walk along the gravel path on the mountain wall. It is difficult to say that this is a path for people to walk, more like a ravine formed by spontaneous rolling of falling rocks on the mountain.
The girl's hands were slightly open, and her slender fingers protruded from the wide cuffs. She kept her balance and moved forward carefully, then walked up the mountain wall step by step. Now she could already see the sharp corners of the eaves protruding from the cliff.
Half an hour later, Sylutia came to the hut hidden on the mountain and saw the hunched old woman busy working in the small garden.
"Hello, is this Grandma Azalanqi?" she asked the other party.
After hearing this, the old woman slowly turned around, revealing a face full of wrinkles and ravines. Her teeth had fallen out and her back was hunched.
"I am." The other party nodded, and then moved his eyes to the bronze medal on the girl's waist.
The edges of this bronze medal were polished and shiny, but the pattern engraved on the inside had turned black, showing that it was very old.
"You are a rare guest of the tribe. Can you show me that sign?"
"Well, you are talking about this bronze medal." Sylutia took off the bronze medal hanging from his waist and put it in the old man's hand.
The old man took it in his hand, looked at it carefully, and rubbed it with nostalgia in his eyes. After a while, he handed the bronze medal back to the girl.
"Did the other party say anything when I gave it to you?"
"The uncle said, let me show you the bronze medal after I see you, and then say "White Velvet Flower is open"." Sylutia recalled what the patriarch told him when he visited Clever Tooth Tribe at the foot of the mountain not long ago.
"The uncle you are talking about should be my great-nephew Jielanqi." The old woman nodded, then turned towards the direction of the hut.
"Come with me."
She took the girl into the hut on the cliff, asked Sylutia to sit down for a while, and then brought her a glass of water.
The girl took the water and looked around. There were many herbs hanging on the roof beams, some of which were garlic and chili peppers.
Then the old woman sat cross-legged on the dry floor and placed a small plate of White Velvet Flower in front of her.
"Now, can you tell me what you want to do with me, an old man?"
After hearing the other party's question, Sylutia started to tell.
"That's it--" she began to tell about her experiences in the past six months.
"I am currently writing a book that tells the stories and origins of various tribes in the Western Mountains, and I want to preserve some information and history for future generations."
"About the Clever Tooth Tribe, I heard that it is the oldest tribe in this mountain, so I have many curious things and questions I want to know. I hope to get answers from you."
"Is that so?" The other party looked at the girl and his voice paused for a while.
"It's very rare. People like you who climbed up the mountain mostly wanted to ask for elixirs or guidance." She said slowly, her eyes seeming to be closed.
"Since you can get that bronze medal, you must be a trusted guest of the tribe, so I will answer some questions, but I can't remember many of them clearly." The other party shook his head.
In this way, the other party began a long narration, and the source of the story must start with White Velvet Flower on the cliff.
About two thousand years ago, that is, the era when Covenant Era just started, the Hours set rules. Most of the creatures above Seventh Order were restrained and migrated to Heavenly Courtyard. In the absence of high-level combat power, Mortal Continent's war intensity dropped greatly.
At that time, many places in the Fourth Continent had not yet been touched by humans, and Orc people mostly lived in grasslands and land with abundant water and grass. In this relatively peaceful era, Clever Tooth Tribe's ancestor Kulanqi" led a group of tribesmen into the mountains where wild beasts were entrenched and Magic Creature were rampant.
"Why did you make such a decision in the first place?" Sylutia was curious.
"Because ancestor Kulanqi" is a wise, enlightened, and renounced person." The old woman answered slowly.
"He entered the third level when he was young, and was promoted to Sixth Order when he was fifty years old, becoming a rare powerful figure among all Orc clans at that time."
"In order to compete for the powerful position of leader Orc, Kulanqi has been attacked and challenged many times. He can easily defeat the opponent every time, which makes some hateful and jealous people unwilling to accept it. Unfortunately, they cannot defeat Kulanqi."
"But Kulanqi is not without weaknesses. The girl he liked was not a high-level Transcendent, but she died because of his involvement."
"This incident made Kulanqi quite sad. Later, he found the murderer and led the tribe's warriors to destroy all these enemies. This behavior further strengthened his reputation and made his voice among the Orc tribe higher and higher."
"Many people hope that he can become the king of the Orc ethnic group and lead the Orc to prosper and expand in that era."
"Unfortunately, Kulanqi doesn't have that desire." The old woman shook her head and continued in a low voice.
"Although he doesn't have that desire, his reputation and momentum are obstacles for others who want to become kings. Therefore, some conflicts are always unavoidable, and people in the tribe are always injured and die because of this."
"In that era, the Orc ethnic group was far more powerful than it is now. There was not just one Sixth Order warlord overlord, but dozens of them. Each of them had tribes they supported and tribes they ruled."
"Because Kulanqi was unwilling to become a king, he lost many people who followed him. In order to prevent his people from being implicated and continue to be injured and die unexpectedly, he decided to leave the grassland where there was fierce fighting at the time."
"So he took his tribe and the seeds of White Velvet Flower and headed west step by step. Whenever he camped for the night, he sprinkled the seeds of White Velvet Flower as a souvenir."
"In this way, about five years later, Kulanqi has led his tribe to the deepest part of the Western Mountains. This place is far away from the turmoil and fighting in the outside world, and it also allows him to calm down in his heart."
"Although there are no other powerful forces fighting in the mountains, the harsh environment and many weird Magic Creature are also threats.
"After settling down, Kulanqi began to think about how to let the tribe settle down in these mountains, so he often lived in the mountains to avoid being frequently disturbed by people."
"In this way, he has lived in the mountains for nearly twenty years, thinking and determining the calendar that the Orc tribe needs to abide by in life, the process of training and advancement, fighting skills, and the rules for discussing matters in the tribe, etc."
"After summarizing these experiences and experiences, he taught them to the tribesmen and solved their doubts."
"Later on, Clever Tooth Tribe" slowly developed and grew, and the surrounding hunting and harvesting food could no longer support so many people, so some people took this knowledge with them and went to settle in other places."
"Slowly, there are many tribes in the mountains. Some of them split from us Clever Tooth Tribe", and some migrated from other places, but they learned our living habits."
"Although many things have been forgotten, some of the teachings of that ancestor are still preserved today, such as using the newly picked White Velvet Flower to divine the weather for the next week, the fighting style that Master Kulanqi is good at, and the agreements that various tribes in the mountains must abide by, etc."
The afternoon sun shines through the transparent tiles on the roof and falls on the small table in front of Sylutia. The old man demonstrates to the girl how to use White Velvet Flower for divination.
I saw those flowers floating in the wind in the ancient singing songs, scattering into smaller petals and drifting into the distance.