Chapter 168: Passerby in the Western Fantasy Adventure 17
The strong wind blew sand and made the windows rattle. Every gap between the window sill and the wall was filled with gray cloth strips.
Looking out through the clear glass window, the sky and the earth were dark, with yellow sand all over the sky, wrapped in the dead bones of monsters, stones that came from nowhere, and uprooted trees wreaking havoc in the desolate land.
The rocks, corpses, and trees hit the windows, making a terrifying crackling sound, as if the frail windows would break under the weight in the next second.
"There's a magic circle carved on the window. It can't be that fragile." Ivis stood on the stairs and looked at Cathy's ever-changing expression, feeling a little amused.
Cathy raised her head, her long red hair spread over her shoulders, and her green eyes were filled with smiles.
"Ivis, why are you down here? Is the plant growth potion having any thoughts?"
The soft light from the magic lamp on the roof shone on her face, revealing a touch of white. The smile in her emerald green eyes made Ivis seem to see the wild flowers blooming in the fields of his hometown.
He was stunned for a moment, then walked down the stairs, approached the little girl who was looking up, and raised his hand as if uncontrollably.
Cathy took a few steps back, covering her fluffy hair like a vigilant little deer. "Hey, just talk, don't keep patting my head. If you pat me too much, I won't grow taller."
Twenty-three, a glimpse.
She wants to grow longer.
I don’t know when it started, but the kids at home like to pat her on the head for no reason.
This is a bad habit, change it!
Ivis seemed to be awakened. He pretended to be calm and withdrew his hand. Then, he picked up a dry leaf from Cathy's hair in an even more obvious way. The dry leaf was very small and the color was similar to the hair. It was difficult to find without careful observation.
"Here, there's a leaf stick stuck in your hair."
Cathy put her hand down awkwardly, her eyes wandering as if to change the subject, "That...that potion..."
"I have an idea, but I still need to experiment to find the best dosage." Ivis threw the dead leaves into the trash can, and his wide sleeves drew a curve in the air. "This can't be rushed, and there are not many moon shadow grass and green stamen flowers left. We have to wait until the storm stops before we can go to Sunset City to buy herbs."
"Like this." Cathy unconsciously rolled up a strand of hair that fell on her chest, and her jade-like fingers played with the red hair, attracting even more attention.
Ivis's eyes darkened, and he simply stood beside Cathy and looked out the window at the raging sandstorm.
Half a month later, the sky filled with miasma gradually revealed its true appearance.
The yard was a mess, but fortunately the sea buckthorn forest blocked most of the wind and sand, otherwise these small houses standing alone in the desert would have been buried by sand and rocks long ago.
As soon as the sandstorm stopped, the Wind Tribe sent a team to the branch to trade. Wolf Claw, who had been here once, was one of the leaders of this team.
The courtyard was crowded with visitors who retained various beastly features. Cathy stared at the furry beast ears on the fox-eared boy's head with shining eyes, and her hands, which were ready to move, were held down before she could move.
Ivis held her hand tightly and said word by word with a cold face: "In the beast tribe, only relatives, friends and partners can touch the ears and tail of the beast."
Cathy's green eyes suddenly showed a glimmer of disappointment, and she said with some regret: "Then why do you touch my head all day long?"
There was a hint of resentment in these words.
If she didn't have so much hair, she would have been plucked out long ago!
Ivis flicked his curled fingers, but he knew it was not a wise move to rub the little girl's hair at this time. He cleared his throat twice and looked at the mixed-bloods who were busy moving goods not far away.
It was obvious that these hybrids were very happy. Some of the younger ones kept shaking their beast ears. One chubby bear-orc was especially happy, holding a jar of honey and reveling in the sweet aroma.
At this time, an older leopard orc came over and slapped him on the head, then scolded him with a stern face. Finally, the bear boy reluctantly put the clay pot filled with honey aside, and followed the team with his head down to move things.
Really, so cute.
Cathy covered her mouth with her hands and chuckled. The scattered sunlight filtered through the window lattice, casting a light yellow background on her emerald green eyes. The wind blew her hair to the sides, revealing her smooth forehead. She stood there and became the only bright color in this dark little house.
Wolf Claw, who was counting the goods, turned around and saw this beautiful face. His hands froze and his face turned red, spreading all the way to his ears.
"What's wrong?" His companion who was taking notes followed his gaze and saw Cathy standing at the door. Of course, the reserved wizard beside the girl should not be ignored, especially the wizard's cold gaze, like an ice spike piercing the silly little companion beside him, full of warning.
An unknown orc: …………
Is it necessary for your partner to go up against such a hardcore flower protector the first time he feels romantic?
Look at Langzhua's amorous look on his face. He might have even thought of the name of their future baby.
Abner, who had just checked the trade items with the commander-in-chief of the Wind Tribe, turned around and saw his little boy with a stinky face. The cold air around him was about to condense.
He smiled and walked over to Cathy: "Cathy, do we have any extra vegetables? If so, give some to the Wind Tribe. They have a lot of plants that you might be interested in among the items they are trading this time."
Cathy's eyes lit up. "Really? What kind of plants are there?"
Abner: "They are all in the backyard. You can go and see them later. Now let's send the guests away first."
"Are they leaving now? Aren't they going to stay for dinner?" Cathy was a little confused. Just now she was still worried about cooking for so many people.
"No, the weather has been unpredictable recently. They need to hurry back to their tribe while the weather is good." Abner looked at his child standing aside, "Ivis, go with Hogg to see if there is an ambush by the Sand Tribe nearby."
Don't go out and then fall into someone else's trap.
Ivis glanced at Cathy, then walked away with his lips pursed, looking a little depressed.
What's so good about those mixed-bloods?
Cathy went to the cabin and picked a basket of sweet potatoes, cucumbers, greens, and maraschino, and thoughtfully attached a menu with detailed instructions for how to cook these dishes.
Thinking of the bear orcs' reluctance to give up honey, she also shared some of the dried fruit preserves and various desserts she bought in the city last time. She was the only one in the family who liked to eat these. But snacks were really boring to eat alone. She had been eating that pile of desserts for more than half a month and almost choked.
The half-breeds who received the gifts were very happy. Some of them, with childish looks on their faces, carefully stuffed the dried fruits into their mouths on the spot. The sweet taste made them so happy that the beast ears on their heads tilted back.
Cathy: ...so...so cute.
It feels like feeding small animals.
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