In the afternoon, the train stopped under the huge wind turbine. The engineers and Mages on the train crew got into the huge mechanical structure for maintenance. Occasional voices echoed in the empty and tall bunker.
It is now the end of May. After the storm recedes, the temperature outside has returned to more than ten degrees and has eased slightly.
Sylutia Walking inside this towering wall, looking up, the top is nearly a hundred meters above the ground. Walking here, you can hear the empty Echo.
One side of the wall is a huge wind turbine machine and pipes, and the other side is lined with wind tunnels to allow light to penetrate so that it will not be too dark and humid inside. There are gates for entry and exit at regular intervals, but these gates are usually closed, with only a few parts open and staffed.
Because of the maintenance, Sylutia can't be of much help. She will continue walking along the huge passage in the wall. In the distance, she can see some Grey-Mane Orc coming in and out.
As the footsteps slowly approached, the voices of the local Orc also reached my ears. They were probably chatting, saying that the weather was good today and that they could drive their livestock to eat more.
They were wearing fur coats, with relaxed expressions, and small whistles hanging on their waists. As long as they were blown, they could summon the following shepherd dogs to help them drive the sheep.
In addition to the adults, there were also some children around ten years old. They chased and played around the adults, and some even waved wooden branches in their hands.
When they walked out of the gate, they chatted and greeted the soldiers stationed there. They seemed to be very familiar with each other.
Sylutia I heard that since the establishment of North Wind Defense Line, the happiest people are probably these Grey-Mane Orc. Originally, they lived here without an absolutely safe shelter. Whenever Gale Season comes, it is a cruel trial and test. A large number of herdsmen and livestock will die in this wind season. Only some people can survive until the next round of trade winds arrives, and the grassland becomes warm and comfortable again.
North Wind Defense Line not only reduced the disaster caused by the outbreak of Wind Disaster, but the long city wall defense line it established also became a shelter for these Orc. They could drive their cattle and sheep back to the towering wall at any time to avoid the invasion of Wind Disaster.
Of course, Mage Alliance will not let this magnificent building serve as their shelter in vain. The Orc tribe living under the defense line must pay a certain amount of livestock tax every year, which is probably the rent for their residence.
The meat after the slaughter of these livestock has well supplemented the food consumption in the giant city Kandra. The high-quality parts are also transported to the mainland for sale, and their fur, horns, etc. are some practical materials.
The fur can be used to make Beast Skin Parchment, which is then processed into scrolls by the Mages. The horns of cattle and sheep can be used as potion materials. The fat can be used to make candles and some accessories for creation, or they can be refined and used as the lowest-level "Fire Seed" raw materials.
If the risks of Gale Season living here are not considered, the lives of Orc workers here are much happier and freer than those of Orc workers in mainland metropolitan areas. In addition to grazing, they can also go to work in the giant cities Kandra, where there are many workshops that produce large mechanical components, or they can do blacksmithing, transportation, etc. They can do many jobs.
Some of the strong Orc who master Breathing Technique may have the opportunity to be incorporated into North Wind Defense Line's garrison and become well-paid soldiers.
As an important city in the north of the Mage Alliance, soldiers stationed here can be equipped with all-steel armor. Compared with many Fourth Continent countries, it can be said to be very luxurious. In the past, Xilu Tia lived In Regas and Scorched Stone City, even those adventurers were not equipped with all-steel armor and weapons, and most of the soldiers in the city only had chainmail and scale armor, which was why the Viscount valued them more.
After walking through the long passage, Sylutia finally came to the gate. The sunlight outside around the corner shone in, and the light and wind gave people a warm feeling.
Through the gate, the view becomes vast, and you can see the white grass illuminated by the sun outside. Some shepherd dogs are running up and down quickly, driving the cattle and sheep into the distance.
"Would you like some cheese, young lady~"
An Auntie Orc was waving not far away. She was standing on the side of the gate. She didn't get any sunlight there, but she had a good view. Occasionally, a few young Orc children would come by and ask for food from her.
Seeing Sylutia coming over, the aunt Orc became enthusiastic and opened the lid and curtain, revealing the goat cheese like tofu blocks underneath.
"Come and try some. It's fresh and clean." She proudly introduced.
"How much does one piece cost?"
"It's not expensive, five copper coins a piece." That's indeed not expensive.
"Give me a piece."
Sylutia took out a silver coin from her cuff and put it on the table. She did not have a copper coin with her at the moment. This was already the smallest denomination coin.
"Okay, please wait a moment." After saying that, the aunt took out a small wooden bowl and washed it with water on the side, then carefully put a piece of cheese jelly into it, then added a spoon and handed it to Sylutia.
Then the girl took it, picked up the spoon and sipped it. The taste was somewhat similar to the yogurt in her previous life. It might have been made with a similar process. In addition, the weather here is cold, so it is a natural refrigerator, and the taste is cool and moist.
After eating, she returned the spoon and bowl to the aunt. Originally she wanted to give her some change, but Sylutia waved her hand and said no.
"Thank you, you are such a good person." The aunt thanked her, and then asked the girl if she was an intern here.
"Have you seen the students who came here for internship before?" Sylutia was curious.
"Yes, almost every year, but they are usually led by skilled craftsmen to learn some of the maintenance and repair of the facilities here."
"Just like you, they are all young, handsome and beautiful." The aunt said with praise. To them, these students are probably very good consumers. If they come here for internship, they will buy some local specialties. As the future elites of the Mage Alliance, most of them are not short of money.
While chatting with the aunt, Sylutia gradually learned about the actual living conditions of many local people.
The lives of most Orc are similar to those in the past, but there are fewer disputes. It is said that before they migrated to the vicinity of North Wind Defense Line, they would be in the middle of the grassland. Each tribe would compete and fight over the pasture every year. The losing tribe would not only have their cattle and sheep taken away, but would also be driven out of the local area, and would have to wander in more barren and desolate places.
Even if they occupy good pastures and land, as time goes by, the population of the tribe will increase and they will need more land and pastures to support themselves. At this time, they will inevitably have to expand and fight externally.
"Probably every spring and summer when the caravans come to purchase, the grassland will become more stable. People will sell furs and various materials to the caravans, and then exchange for salt, iron, medicine, and Blood Wine."
Blood Wine" is the hard currency on the grasslands. Although they can brew it themselves, due to lack of raw materials, insufficient skills and equipment, the quality is often not as good as the Alliance produced in the mainland.
"As long as young Orc learns Breathing Technique, the tribe will reward him with a bottle of Blood Wine, and then it won't take long for him to grow into a qualified warrior." The aunt recalled the past.
The strongest thing about the Mage Alliance is naturally the huge knowledge framework, as well as the spells, secrets, techniques, creations, etc. it constructs, but the learning cost of these is still too high and troublesome for Orc, Breathing Technique and bloodline secret arts are much simpler. As long as Orc grows up to a certain age, he can learn and master them spontaneously. Then if he is given an ax handy, he can easily hack to death the Mage apprentice who has learned the basic knowledge for five or six years.
Therefore, even in the Mage Alliance and Orc tribes, most of them still choose to follow the path of Blood Law" or Beast Fang. Only a few members who are extremely talented and willing to learn will choose to become a Mage.
While chatting, the shouts of a group of Orc children outside attracted their attention.
Among the crowd surrounding them, two Orc boys about fourteen years old were facing each other with wooden sticks, as if they were going to compete.
Many adults Orc also saw this scene, but they did not stop it, they just watched from a distance with interest.
"Don't you need to worry about the fight?" Sylutia asked curiously.
"No, this is very common here. Fighting is also a kind of exercise for children. They can quickly recognize the strength of themselves and each other. In addition, if they fight more, they will not be confused when they encounter a battle in the future." Aunt Orc replied with a smile.
Just as she said, some Orc herdsmen passing by would also whistle to encourage the two teenagers to start quickly.
Sylutia Looking at the past, these two Orc teenagers are probably the strongest and strongest among the group of children. Although they are young, they have learned Breathing Technique. As their breathing changes, the strength in their bodies is also accumulated to the best.
After that, the two men clenched the wooden sticks and charged toward each other. After that, the wooden sticks were swung in the air with a whining sound, and the sound of bang bang fighting could be heard in the field.
Although it is not a sharp weapon, hitting the body with this wooden stick is very painful. If it is a weak joint, it can break the bone.
Sylutia walked over at this time and got closer to watch and look at it. Hearing the shouts of the children not far away, he also sorted out the names of the two people, Orc boy Kara" and Uya".
Name: Kara Race: Grey-Mane Orc Status: Healthy (canthus inflammation)
Talent: Robust [Excellent Level]; physically and mentally stronger than his peers, capable of possessing greater strength and resistance to blows.
Fate Card:[Orc boy](First Order·Blood Law)
- Effect [Robust Body Lv.4]: After the adjustment of Breathing Technique, your body has gradually adapted to the flow of Blood Law" and gained stronger physique and strength.
Ability card: [Breathing Technique Lv.3][Vacant][Vacant]
Skills: [Basic Wrestling Lv.3][Orc Combat Skills Lv.2][Wilderness Survival Lv.4]
Name: Uya Race: Grey-Mane Orc Status: Healthy (no abnormalities)
Talent: Vital Blood [Good level]; The pulse of blood is active, easy to perceive and practice Blood Law" related abilities Fate Card: [Orc boy] (First Order·Blood Law)
- Effect [Robust Body Lv.3]: After the adjustment of Breathing Technique, your body has gradually adapted to the flow of Blood Law" and gained stronger physique and strength.
Ability card: [Breathing Technique Lv.4][Vacant][Vacant]
Skills: [Basic Wrestling Lv.3][Orc Combat Skills Lv.2][Wilderness Survival Lv.3]
The abilities and strengths of the two are very similar. Kara is stronger in physique and strength, but Uya's Breathing Technique has a higher level. With the blessing of Breathing Technique, he can maintain the same strength as his opponent. I have to say The difference may be that Kara was not in good condition. The corners of his eyes seemed to be a little red and swollen. Under the stimulation of sweat, he blinked from time to time to relieve the discomfort, which caused distraction in sight and concentration. In the end, Uya was defeated, hit on the side of the face with a stick, and fell down.
"I won!" Uya gasped and shouted excitedly, and a group of children around him also cheered.
At this time, Kara was slowly supported by several companions and walked back. The aunt brought a chair for him to sit on temporarily.
At this time, his companions helped him check the wound, and the aunt also walked over to help take a look.
"The corners of your eyes are swollen." The aunt pointed out to him.
"Don't worry about it." The young man turned away, seeming to feel humiliated.
At this age, he is at a stage when his self-esteem is strong. He cares more about losing and being embarrassed than other people's concerns.
On the other side, Uya was riding a sheep, surrounded by a group of children, smiling and waving in circles on the grass, like a general returning from victory. This scene made Kara, who was sitting here and resting, even more dissatisfied. He stared at the other person firmly, and he was probably suppressing his anger.
In response, Sylutia smiled and suddenly felt nostalgic, as if he had seen a similar scene a long time ago.
That's right, that was the scene ten years ago.
At that time, she had just woken up and was studying in Scorched Stone City. She was with Comia and Karen. At that time, Mick and Solin were also like this. They often sparred together. After each fight, they were covered in bruises and sweat. Then they would come down and wash themselves with buckets of water.
Unknowingly, so much time has passed. It seems like everything happened just yesterday.
It has been ten years. She has practiced from First Order to the fourth level twice, experienced various things in the Woodland Alliance and Mage Alliance, lived in farming in the valley, and lived in Stationed at the Dark Mist Mountains stronghold, participated in the crusade against Heikuis, went to the Mage Alliance to study, practiced at the Western Mountains, and went north to support Kandra.
Counting the time he has spent in detail, Sylutia is also amazed by all the big and small things he has experienced in these ten years.
After sighing, she walked over and came to the Orc boy who was sitting angrily on the chair.
"Can you let me take a look? The corner of your eye doesn't look like an ordinary injury." The girl's voice was particularly clear and gentle in the space under the huge wall.
Even in his anger, Kara couldn't help but turn his eyes and saw the young lady walking not far in front of him.
To him, the girl in the dress with a blue background and white silk skirt was an out-and-out human eldest lady. She looked like she had never experienced wind and rain. In the past, he might have looked down on such human beings who could not endure hardship, but this girl was so beautiful.
Even if he is not a human, but Orc, he can still feel the charming charm exuded by the other person, especially those eyes. After getting a little closer, his mind is a little lost, and he almost can't look away.
"Wha, what are you looking at?" He stuttered in the first half of his words, but soon became proud again and tilted his head.
Although he is still a little angry, those who know him well know that his attitude has actually softened.
After that, Sylutia helped him check his eyes, and it turned out that it was inflammation of the hair follicles caused by infection. Although this ailment is not serious, it will seriously affect his vision if left unchecked.
After a few words of comfort, Sylutia took out a small potion and put it in his hand.
"When I go back, clean it with medicine every day. Remember to keep it clean. It will probably get better in a few days."
After saying this, Sylutia looked at the bright grassland outside again, and then waved goodbye to several people present.
At this moment, the fan over there has been inspected and repaired, and she is going to follow the train to the next place.
The Orc children were briefly stunned by the girl, and then parted ways. They just sat and stood there blankly, watching the girl's back slowly walk away. The other girl's soft hair and figure fell into the halo of the wind tunnel, with light and dark interlaced, mottled and hazy.
It's like a gust of wind in memory, arriving inadvertently, and then leaving quickly, so that the amazing and beautiful feeling feels like a dream and is unreal.
After a few minutes, Sylutia's figure could no longer be seen clearly in the distance of the passage, and several children murmured.
"She's so pretty, that human sister."
"Yes, it seems like it came from heaven."
"Can I see her again in the future?"
"It shouldn't be possible, they don't live here."
"Well, I will also go to the big cities in the south to visit in the future."
The childish voice sounded in the summer light, and then quickly dispersed into the wind.