In the central tent of the White Wolf Clan, 50 miles away from the Sheep Horn Clan, the clan leader and other leaders were discussing matters.

"Report to the chief, the Lion Mane caravan in the west has been located." A dusty rider in a gray and white fur coat opened the door curtain and came in.

"Oh, what's the origin? The Lion Mane Clan has always been in the west. Why did they suddenly send a caravan of more than a hundred people to transport so many things to our east?" The White Wolf Chief, wearing snow-white sable fur, sat on the bone-tooth throne and looked at the scimitar riders who came in.

"They are escorting a batch of goods here. They are said to be spoils of war from the classmate of the girl from the Goat Horn Tribe."

"Heh, that's interesting. Based on the hyenas' findings, that cargo is probably mostly meat. Did they hunt some giant beast?"

"Father, give me 300 warriors, and I can grab this batch of meat and let our tribe have some meat." A young man stood up. He had a pair of white spotted wolf ears and fierce eyes.

"Second brother, just focus on getting your wife back. You don't have to worry about this kind of thing." A gloomy voice sounded.

Following the sound, I saw a young man trimming his nails with a knife. He was Walker, the fifth son of the White Wolf chief, and he usually had a gloomy demeanor.

After the words fell, the standing young man pulled out the knife directly. The cold long knife reflected the firelight in the room, refracting bursts of white light.

"Walker, when is it your turn to speak?" The second son of the patriarch said word by word, and the accumulated power of the past intimidated the leaders in the big tent.

"Oh, second brother is so powerful and majestic. It must be very satisfying to see your darling wife lying in someone else's arms." The gloomy young man continued to provoke the heartstrings of his second brother Guto. The latter was so angry that his face turned blood red, and his sharp magic power was ready to be unleashed, and he was ready to devour anyone like a beast.

"Walker, Guto, be quiet." The patriarch at the top clasped his fingertips on the armrest of the throne, making a crisp sound, causing the two sons who were about to fight to sit down for a while, and then he continued to ask.

"That little girl from the Goat Horn Tribe has only been in school for half a year. She's not a genius, at most Sequence 3. I need to ask her classmate about it."

"Yes, Patriarch."

"The Sheep Horn Tribe only has so many people, they can't cause any big waves. If it weren't for the High Shaman's special instructions last year, their tribe would have been wiped out by other tribes given the situation this year."

"However, their good days are coming to an end."

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Half-human-high bamboo grass rippled in the wind, its downy white spikes swaying. A sea of ​​warm yellow grass lay serene. Beneath a clear blue sky, two young girls stood amidst the sea of ​​grass.

One of them held a wooden staff and swung it vigorously. The rotating staff produced bursts of flames, and every time they collided, a wave of scorching air would rush towards the other party, making it difficult for the other party to breathe and drying up their lungs.

Unfortunately, her opponent was the girl with long green hair. The scorching air waves scattered in the air flow, only lifting the soft hair with the wind, making it flutter in the air, and then turned into sparks and dissipated without a trace.

The girl with long green hair wielded the wooden sword in her hand as smoothly as flowing water. With arcs and force release, she turned the attack of the girl with goat horns into invisible.

The two of them moved around in the grass. After a long time, the girl with goat horns was exhausted and panting, and there was no more fire on the wooden stick.

"Let's stop here today." said the blue-haired girl, then put down the sword in her hand.

"Yes, Loran." The girl with goat horns nodded and stopped with a bit of disappointment.

"You've made a lot of progress compared to yesterday, Niya." Roland encouraged Niya while holding her hand, then pulled her to sit on a hillside.

Originally, after defeating the demon pig, Roland was going to return to the Tixilan Mountains, but before going back, he had to help Niya solve the tribal problem.

The grassland is not peaceful, and conflicts often occur. Now the Sheep Horn Tribe is too weak, and Niya herself has not grown up yet and cannot protect her own people. The situation is unstable.

In another two months, Niya will go back to school. During this period, she has to stabilize the surrounding situation before she can leave with peace of mind.

The system task requires the training of several legendary gold-level extraordinary people. After this period of teaching, several people in the Loran Hill Society, including Ye Ling, Bumansha, and Kafla, have gradually begun to show results.

Needless to say, Bumansha's talent is great. Even without Roland's help, she can reach this level. Ye Ling can do it with a little effort, but it will take Kafla longer. However, this child is very hardworking, so there is no need to worry too much.

In this way, three of the six places were confirmed. Although Alena and Letis, who were in the same dormitory, were very talented, they had their own pursuits. Loran Hill was not the kind of person who liked to teach others, and it was a very bad thing to force others to teach.

Nia is the fourth one chosen by Roland. During this period, Nia must be trained and promoted to Sequence 4 first. Only when she has a certain ability to protect herself can Roland Hill leave with peace of mind.

It's not that I have to complete this mission, or that I have to make Nia stronger, but isn't it also a happy thing to help friends around me solve problems? If I pursue maximum benefits in everything, it would be tiring to live like this.

The secret to happiness is not to be the best, but to do what you like. Instead of looking for a strange genius whose character is unknown, Luo Lan prefers to help the ordinary and simple friends around him.

"Have you decided which sequence you want to advance to, Niya? Magic, Dragon, Angel, or something else?"

Looking at the girl with short brown hair and goat horns, Roland suddenly remembered a certain Pokémon he had seen in a game in his previous life, which had various evolutionary directions.

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