Steel steam and flame

The heavy voice turned into a whisper in his head, soft and weak, and disappeared completely.

Many intangible things returned to Xicia's body. At this moment, she felt that her whole head became lighter, and her spirit, which had been tired from yesterday, was also restored a little bit. It's like being injected with a stimulant, and you get a temporary state of excitement.

There was no more time to think about the reason for this situation. Xicia's face showed determination, but the fatigue and weakness were still kept on her face. Squinting her eyes slightly, she looked straight ahead. The giant bear-like tribe leader was sitting in the center of the hall. Next to him, on one side is his eldest son, who has a slightly normal figure and sensory skin that is even better than that of a woman. On the other side, there was a man in a black formal suit, with a slight smile on his face, looking at Sisia with interest.

Feeling that a dozen eyes were focused on her, Xixia told herself that there was no need to be afraid or nervous. In the training ground of the Fire Tribe, she had seen many people with the same oppression. If you include the Nature Association Alliance, there are too many who are far more oppressive than them.

"Chief Mandeville, may I ask..." Sissia recalled the words that rang in her head during the return trip from the Cherrywood Hotel before speaking. She didn't know what would be waiting for her, but there was only one thing that was certain - that is, the starting point of all plans for her would be after going to the training ground of the Fire Tribe. During these few days in the tribe, all she had to do was avoid being harmed as much as possible, wait quietly for something to happen, and finally determine the outcome.

At two o'clock in the afternoon, Xicia returned here after eating food in the rest room. Someone had come earlier, and there were signs of rummaging in the suitcase and bed. The remaining tactical knife and the remaining cartridge-type pistol bullets were all taken away, but everything else was still there.

This moment was originally the moment of the day when a short rest was needed, but Xicia had no intention of falling asleep at all. The so-called meeting was actually not that long and ended around twelve o'clock. It was just the discussion that made Xicia feel uncomfortable.

Finally, I understood why Old Butler Foer was worried, but Foer did not guess what kind of unreasonable demands and sacrifices it would be.

Xicia took out the rummaged luggage and clothes, sorted them again, and put them in the cupboard. Then she went to the mirror in the room and looked carefully at herself in the mirror - a face that she thought was good, and because she was a strange person, her skin was fair and smooth and could remain fair and smooth for almost several decades. The hair hangs down past the shoulders, pure black, and each strand appears smooth and bright. Looking at it now, it does have the texture of a handicraft.

Taking a few steps back, Sicia let her entire body appear in the mirror: "Does this look very attractive in the eyes of other people?" She wore a dress that was not too thick on her pajamas, and her skirt was There was even dried blood. Sisia opened her hands and stood sideways instead.

In the past, she didn't have time to dress herself up, so she didn't notice her image problems at all. Afterwards, they were selected as members to participate in the sacrificial ceremony and went to the Fire Tribe to receive various preparations before the ceremony. There were many female members who were similar to herself, and the preparations were complicated, leaving her with no time to spend on herself.

Looking at herself in the mirror, Sisia looked at herself seriously and fairly for the first time from a third-person perspective. A near-perfect figure is indeed a face that only a small group of people have. At this time, the hem of the long skirt and pajamas were pulled up together, and the pair of slender and white legs exposed were indeed very tempting, and Xicia herself took a few more glances.

Only then did Xicia notice that in addition to her dual identities as a strange person and a participant in the sacrificial ritual, she seemed to be the woman that most people admired and wanted to possess. Due to constant mental and physical fatigue, the feeling of weakness in temperament seems...

"Arouse other people's desire to protect?" Sisia took a deep breath, hoping to make the feeling of weakness surrounding her disappear, but the rise and fall of her chest made her realize another advantage of hers. She shook her head, because it couldn't be like this. Overgrowth in some places was not a good thing, especially for the female members of the Strangers who needed to fight. On the training ground, an instructor told them very bluntly that this area needed to be artificially restricted.

Sitting back on the bed, Sisia lay down, relaxing her whole body, thinking about why the tribe became what it was now.

"Because they have never had it before, and once they get it, they never want to let it go? Or is it that the sense of superiority brought by status has penetrated deep into their hearts, and the power has bred ambitions that are not their own, and they are forced to push many People move forward and can’t look back?”

Sisia couldn't understand that her attention to the tribe was really limited. Whenever her own resources are distributed, sending part of them back is one of the things she insists on all year round. She really didn't understand other things carefully.

But this time, in order to gain more resources and benefits, I used myself as a trading item and almost sold myself to a manager in a medium-sized tribe...

Sisia didn't know how to evaluate this approach, but she was grateful that it made her sober.

"However, things are not as imagined. Kos of the Thunder Wolf Tribe seems to be just a middleman - with the help of his status, he has established a relatively strong network to engage in this kind of impermissible transaction, and from every It's just a businessman who gets promotions from a transaction. The real buyer has not yet appeared, and they have not disclosed the relevant information. Will this have a bad impact?" Sisia didn't know. She closed her eyes, and the complicated information was there. It was intertwined in my head. Then, the slowly rising tiredness made her slowly fall into a deep sleep.

It was nearly two hours after I woke up, and my rest time this time was much longer than before. Xicia noticed that the situation was different from before. After this rest, she was relatively full of energy and her physical fatigue was also well relieved.

"Is it because the thing in my head has woken up from a deep sleep? I became tired before. Is it entirely because its awakening needs to continuously draw strength from my body and spirit?" I thought that all the questions would be answered one by one in the future. , Xixia didn’t think too much about it. She took paper and pen, followed the planning process of the voice in her head in the morning, and wrote a letter that needed to be handed over to others.

Sisia knew that her current situation was consistent with those words. Without strength, status, or strong friends and allies, she could only become something that could be sacrificed and sold at will in the eyes of others, and it was impossible to resist.

At around seven o'clock in the evening, Old Butler Fore found Xicia and brought an official notice issued by the Flame Tribe to go to the training ground for an evaluation after returning home. Looking at the dragon-shaped logo with spread wings above, Sisia recalled the moment when she entered the training ground.