Chapter 166: Chapter 166
The golden red silk covered Tadla's eyes. She was not relying on her eyes. The crossbow in her hand was shaking a little because of the increasing force. She was tense and listened attentively to the information coming from the wind and sand.
Hunters raised in the desert are willing to work for anyone for a reward.
So, is the sweet and fragrant snack in your mouth a reward or a bribe?
Trapped under the armpit of the person who smelled like sunshine, she dared not move even though her stomach felt a little uncomfortable, just like a small animal playing dead when it encountered danger.
She could smell the faint smell of blood not far behind her.
However, the evil spirit sealed in the ancient and worn broken arrow showed no signs of movement, and Tadla could only barely confirm that the situation was not critical at the moment.
...Only for her.
When they returned to the Tanit tribe, Tadla, realizing that the area was familiar, moved her head slightly, feeling confused and curious.
The elders, whom the tribe had never seen before, were all bleeding due to their stubbornness and shouting.
Tadla's neck stiffened even more. She didn't feel she was any more noble than the elders of the tribe, or even her father's falcon...
"Hey, you also think these guys are annoying, right?" The person holding her suddenly spoke to her. In addition to receiving the information through her ears, the voice was transmitted from her chest along the part where the two people were touching.
Tadla felt even more uncomfortable. This tiny, subtle tremor made her feel more unbearable than fighting with a red eagle.
As if he finally noticed her discomfort, the man kindly put her on the ground, and Tadella finally came out of her stiff state.
Until the next moment, this person put his hand on her shoulder, holding it like a boneless person, pressing down on her. Before that, Tadla felt fine.
"I'm a germaphobe..." He began slowly, his voice lazy and brisk, "I can't stand poison, scum, or old things. I get itchy hands when I see them!"
The accent is a bit exaggerated and doesn't suit him in terms of physical coordination.
Tadella silently noted down this information.
Maybe it could be used?
The Tanit tribe had a strong smell of blood, and she might lose the tribe that raised her... But her "father" was still there, still alive.
Tadla was a little confused for a moment, not knowing what to do in the future. Should she inherit the hatred or continue the tribe?
Therefore, she ignored the enemies around her who had bribed her, and in her heart she desperately hoped that her "father" could give her instructions.
Unfortunately, no.
No information was conveyed.
"No—Impossible!"
Then, she heard Madam Babel's incredible scream. The mystery and unpredictability of the past had disappeared. Madam Babel asked, "Why is it the Red King who has returned, and not the Flower Goddess?"
"Has the mistress of flowers abandoned her people?"
"I have done so much, for the blood flowing in my body, for that eternal place, and for the tribe!!!"
Later, the crazy words became fragmented, and Tadella could not hear clearly. She only remembered that the enemy who used her as a crutch suddenly realized -
"Oh! So she likes Nabu! I mean, why didn't I understand this guy's ways before?"
"But... why?" He seemed to have encountered a problem, and leaned forward even more. "Isn't the Ximoge Cemetery quite far from here?"
A strange, gentle and graceful female voice interrupted, "A Chong, there's something I forgot to tell you because I didn't think you would be interested."
"...What? Isn't that the case?"
Tadella, still in a state of confusion, stood at the center of the conversation and listened attentively. "When we were heading to the Eternal Oasis, we found some ancient notes along the way."
——"Old Mercenary Notes"
"Uh...does this have anything to do with it?"
Tadella could now tell that this was a stupid enemy.
The woman with a gentle breath continued, "The matriarch of the Tanit tribe, Babel, her parents were also scholars of the Order of the Gods [the School of Causes], and met with an accident on their way to the forbidden land of the desert [the Sea of Nectar]."
"The girl who was born, Babel, was taken to the Tanit tribe to be a falcon."
Madam Babel...was also a falcon?
Tadella's young heart was shocked.
"Ah—I see!" The stupid enemy named A Chong pretended to be smart the next second, "I remember now, she seemed to have mentioned this!"
"The desert has always been like this. It was difficult for her to make the transition from Falcon to Matron. And you're still saying I'm unkind and unforgiving..."
After vaguely recalling this passage, he couldn't wait to urge, "Hetui! Don't let her do it again! Hurry up and let Gabriel go through the plot of "A Crooked Smile, the Return of the Dragon King"!"
"I've wanted to see this for so long!"
Things didn't go as he wished, because a girl of Tadella's age came over angrily, "A Chong! This matter is very serious. Don't go around filming with your mother's video camera—"
Before she finished speaking, Tadella felt a burning gaze on her.
"You actually stole someone's child?!"
"Wait, Jade! I am an innocent person, how can you slander me?!" The stupid enemy was so angry that she stood up straight, and then she was lifted up again.
A series of awkward and exaggerated words came out of his mouth.
"What do you mean by stealing... picking up? Can what the Liyue people and the desert people do be called stealing? I picked this up!"
"I held her in my arms when she was little!"
"Even though her fake father is going to die, she still has me. I can definitely become her father!"
…
After a heated argument, Ming Chong pinched Tadella's high ponytail for a while before letting go with a relieved mood.
Tadella: “…”
Tadla, who was originally planning to continue playing dead and quietly collecting information, was a little confused by what he said in one breath, and some words lingered in her mind.
"Have you...really hugged me?"
She asked nervously and carefully.
Ming Chong silently turned his head to look at the parting of her hair, and conjured up several emoticons in his mind: wanting to say something but hesitant—> wanting to say something but hesitant—> wanting to say something but hesitant again—> can't help it.
Kids are so fun!
Hey!
He nodded seriously, after all, he hadn't lied, and he casually praised himself, "Of course. If I hadn't hugged you before, would I have been able to do it so naturally just now?"
According to Tadla's simple falconry values, she also believed that this was true.
Subconsciously ignoring the uncomfortable position of being pinched under her armpit, Tadla automatically understood that it was the state of being stiffened like prey after encountering a powerful hunter.
This is her own problem.
You can’t blame this stupid Qiu…you can’t blame this guy named A Chong either.
What's more, he told the girl named Jade that he was an innocent man and had only hugged her that one time and had never hugged anyone else, so isn't it normal that he would make people feel uncomfortable?
Thinking of this, Tadla's fingertips moved slightly.
This Ah Chong was a pure and innocent person, unlike her, who was a dusty, blood-stained desert person...
Jade, who was standing aside, looked at Ming Chong talking nonsense and fooling the other person with a strange expression on her face.
Although she knew that, based on Jade's experience, this wasn't a lie, well... if you ignored some details, it was indeed true.
But adults and children think differently, and Yufei and Gabriel sometimes can't understand the tacit understanding between her and A Chong.
Boys and girls think differently, so when Jade realized something was wrong, she pushed Ming Chong's hand away and ran away triumphantly with Tadella in her arm.
"I never thought you'd be so clingy, Chong! You're an adult, you can't cling to others all day long!"
Noticing the sudden downturn in the atmosphere around the sunny Chong, Tadla hesitated for a moment, "Am I... someone else?"
Ming Chong quietly made a V sign with his hand towards Jade.
Ming Chong VS Jie De, narrowly won a game.
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"...Tsk!" Jade felt like she was kicked by a passing dog for no apparent reason.
"You're not someone else!" Ming Chong walked over slowly and arrogantly, squeezing in between the two children and deliberately prodding Jade. "Uh... what's your name, Ta-ta-what?"
Jade scoffed cruelly.
"...Tadla. You know my name, do you still remember it?" He could even remember that memoryless baby from just over 10 years ago.
——He is so awesome!
Tadla raised her head slightly, hoping that light, or wind, would penetrate the gaps in the golden and red silk and reveal some information about the person in front of her to her eyes.
But she didn't dare to be too blatant.
Upon hearing this, Jade showed an expression of disbelief, as if she was watching an acquaintance perform a clumsy act, the kind that required cooperation and support from others.
——Tadla is amazing!
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Ming Chong was inexplicably moved. He had been walking in Teyvat for many years, but kidnapping a child had never been so easy!
This is just a small step forward for Tadella, but a giant leap for Ming Chong! (Shocking sound)
"I remember your name and I considered taking you with me, but raising a child is not a simple matter. At that time, I didn't even know how to raise myself!"
Tadla nodded to show that she understood. She could feel that Ming Chong was a very young man and this sentence was very true.
In the desert, reality is like this, cruel and real. So, Tadla finally said frankly: "But I can't go with you. I'm sorry."
"Before you came here, I thought the same thing... The tribe can do without me, but I can't leave the tribe. I can't survive without the tribe."
"I can survive if I stay in the tribe. If I go with you, I don't know... what will happen."
As Ming Chong had said before, he didn't even know how to raise himself. Ming Chong told the truth, so Tadella told him the truth.
Even though the tribe seemed to be falling apart, if he stayed here, maybe someone else would come and take the falcon? Or maybe no one else would.
Then, she would die here as a falcon. It might be cold, it might be painful, but Tadla would be happy, because someone had once embraced her and wanted to take her away, even though she knew it was difficult to survive.
Ming Chong fell into deep thought. He couldn't say "I have a bite of rice to eat and you have a bite of soup to drink" at this time.
So, he looked left and right, shaking his hands, "Hmm... the result, the result is, is-"
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