Vol 4 Chapter 25: But i don't have a dad anymore

That's... what sound?
Mu Fan pushed his hands together and leaped high like an ape.
With a boom, a wave of dust splashed.
Mu Fan landed on the top of the cliff with one hand.
In an instant, a large and small pothole came into view. Some potholes were surrounded by burnt black, and some were cave dwellings that looked like people lived in.
On the top of the cliff, there are densely erected furnaces for smelting steel, and the red charcoal fire renders this land a special industrial atmosphere.
But this is not the point...
The point is that the dozens of short men with bronze skin and bronze skin 300 meters in front of Mu Fan turned their heads at the same time.
The sights of both sides met at this moment.
The faint sigh that had been heard before disappeared.
Those dozens of pairs of copper bell-like eyes stared round at the same time.
"outsider!?"
There was fear in their eyes, and after a while it was hatred!
Without exception, there was a fierce light in everyone's eyes.
The crowd dispersed, and Mu Fan saw the corpse in the center of the group...
A short man was lying quietly on the ground, his body was covered with a half-smooth white metal film, and several torches were inserted around him, as if he was performing some great transcendent ritual for the dead.
Dozens of unkind eyes were cast, and the hair on Mu Fan's back was quietly erected.
The aura of those people seemed to be much heavier than Saran.
There is no hint of friendliness.
"Outsiders who do no evil, kill him!"
"Capture him alive, we need to know how he appeared?"
"Quickly report to Lord God Envoy."
A lot of discussions appeared among the group of people.
Dozens of people who used to have their bare hands did not know where to draw out various weapons.
Sword, hammer, shield...
These people began to walk towards Mu Fan and slowly opened a circle.
Mu Fan slowly turned his left hand back behind him, and was about to grasp the curved sickle blade in the next second.
"Don't do it, he is a good man!"
As the distance between the two sides was slowly getting closer, a figure suddenly jumped from behind Mu Fan and fell heavily.
Panting slightly, Saran smashed the heavy iron ore on the ground, watching his tribe hurriedly speak, and even stopped directly in front of Mu Fan.
"Saran, why are you there! Come here."
"Be careful, he is an outsider."
The Iron Race people, who had a very bad attitude, immediately stopped after seeing Saran's actions, and their faces flashed anxiously.
A bit of pain flashed in the eyes of the man with a beard in the front, but he still said majesticly: "Saran, come here first."
"Mu Fan doesn't eat people. We've already met him. He came to look for Lord God Envoy!"
what?
Hearing Saran's assurance, these people were surprised.
They kept looking at Mu Fan with complicated eyes.
"You are not a cannibal outside race?" the leader-like man asked.
"I don't have this hobby." Mu Fan replied with disgust, he hates this question very much at the moment.
"Saran is not deeply involved in the world, we can't completely believe you, we won't do anything to you, but now you have to leave here! This is the holy land of the Iron Race, if you take a step forward, don't blame us for being polite Up."
A group of "dwarves" raised all kinds of weapons in their hands at the same time. Although they looked simple and crude, they all revealed an unusually fierce aura.
"I'm here to meet your divine envoy, Saran said that to go there must go through here."
"Saran?" The leader looked at Saran with a little dissatisfaction, who immediately dared not look directly at him.
But this leader-like man seemed to have thought of something, the light in his eyes softened a lot, with a trace of guilt.
Saran didn't notice it, she just saw that her tribe members seemed to oppose it very strongly, and she was also very guilty in her heart. On the one hand, she did not notify the tribe in advance, and on the other hand, she was toward Mu Fan.
Bringing him by myself, I didn't expect to be treated like this.
"Yes, I said, Uncle Lev. If he can come in here, he must know how to get out. Isn't this what the Lord Envoy has been looking for?"
Hearing these words, Mu Fan could clearly feel that the hostility of the group was rapidly diminishing.
"Well, you two come here first. He can pass, but he needs to pass under our supervision."
Finally these people put away their weapons.
The leader named Lev glanced at Sarah pityingly, and beckoned, "Little Saran, come here, and I want to tell you something."
Some dazed Saran nodded without knowing why, and after showing a relieved look at Mu Fan, he walked forward.
At this moment, she seemed to have noticed the corpse surrounded by torches.
There was some doubt and sadness on her face, "Which one of our people has passed away?"
Lev thrust the epee down in his hand forcefully, and Mu Fan's pupils shrank, and he saw the opponent's sword pierce the hard ground.
On the other hand, there was nothing strange about the other party's face, it seemed that this was just an ordinary move.
Lev's voice was a little sad:
"It's... your father."
The Tiezu people in that group also bowed their heads.
Seeing Saran's originally strong body, Mu Fan staggered at this moment, and then stopped.
She looked at her people blankly, "How could he be a father? Didn't he make a mistake. Father he...very strong~EbookFREE.me~ never gets sick..."
"This... Well, Cobham, you can tell Little Saran, your two have the best relationship." Lev pointed directly at a big beard with a scar on his face.
Cobham's lips moved, his eyes were very uncomfortable.
"Old man, he hasn't turned in enough ore for a week. The envoy just came to inspect. The old man not only didn't go to work, but he was still taking care of your mother. We went and said that he did not come, so God made the lord angry... "
Saran's face was unbelievable at this moment, and that rough voice trembled terribly at this moment.
"Then God made adults kill my father?"
"……Ugh."
The bearded Cobham turned his head directly, afraid to look at Saran's sad face.
Saran only felt the sky spinning in his brain, and the steel-like tough knees softened and knelt down slowly.
Aiming at the sky, endless sadness was revealed in his hollow eyes.
She was silent for a few seconds...
Then tears flowed with that unwilling roar...
The whole person was crying heartbreaking.
She jerked her gaze over, trying to rush over, but as soon as she got up she felt her knees soften again.
At this time, the strong girl was crawling towards the torch.
"Saran has brought the ore, daddy, wake up, wake up!"
"My lord, Saran brought the ore... why did you kill him... why! woo woo woo..."
The group of iron people did not stop Saran at all.
Let the girl crawl to her father's body, crying.
"Uncle Lev, Saran has brought the ore."
"But I don't have a father anymore."
"Woo..."
Among the silent crowd, the strong girl was extremely desolate at the moment.
Mu Fan quietly looked at the helpless back with cold eyes.