Forced to become a delicate companion of a paranoid lord

"Passively trigger the side quest [Nayasosi in the Snowfield], completion progress 40%, points +2000".

The system's mechanical prompt sound suddenly rang, causing Xie Wei, who had just stepped out of the carriage door, to pause.

"What's wrong?" Most of Sal's attention was on Xie Wei. Seeing him suddenly stop, he first held Xie Wei's waist steadily, and then looked at the steps of the carriage. He thought Xie Wei stepped on something, but when he looked carefully, the steps were clean and there was not even any snow.

"Did you step on something?"

"No, I'm just a little surprised." Xie Wei looked through the system's transparent operating panel to see the gate of Gute City.

The guards stood at the outermost side of the road holding torches and lighting crystals, and the Paraso people standing in front of the guards were lined up neatly on both sides of the road. They held up [Angie] in their hands, sang the Paraso people's songs, shouted his name, and welcomed him home.

Xie Wei looked at those sincere and cheerful faces, and the corners of his lips couldn't help but curl up.

The last time he had such a grand welcome was on the day he first arrived in Good City. That day, Sal said to him.

From then on, Good City was his home.

In terms of order of priority, in Xie Wei's heart, the city of Gut is his first home, and the [Shiavilos] Hotel in Bellagia is his second home.

As for the imperial capital, the palace with Cecilia roses blooming in the courtyard described by his brother was the third home he had never set foot in.

He is home now.

Returned home to the Far North Territory.

In the future, he will take Thrall to his home in Bellagia, and he will also keep his promise and take Thrall back to his home in the empire.

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In Sal's study and the library of Naya Castle, there are many ancient books of the Parasau people themselves.

When Xie Wei was learning the Parasau language with Sal, he would listen to Sal read for half an hour every night before going to bed and after lunch.

Perhaps because he was worried that he would find it boring, Sal mostly read stories and legends.

In the bedtime story of the Lord of the Snowfield, the ancestors of the Parasau people in the mythological era received a sacred object called [Angi] from the goddess Nayasos. [Angi] bestowed upon the Parasau people powerful strength. The ancestors of the Parasau people used the power brought by [Angi] to drive away monsters and protect their people.

The power of [Angie] also gave the children of the ancestors of Paraso strong bodies that could withstand the severe cold, allowing the tribe to survive better on the snowfields. Therefore, the Paraso people became the most loyal believers of the goddess Nayasos.

As for what exactly this sacred object [Anji] is, there are different accounts in ancient books from different periods. Some say it is a heavy sword, some say it is a piece of armor, and some say it is a piece of stone. In short, the ancestors who recorded it in ancient books all had their own opinions...

About 1,500 years ago, the Parasau people discovered a mural in the ancient ruins. The ancestors in the mural were wearing special "armor" and standing beside the goddess Nayasos.

The "armor" painted with complex runes makes the Parasau people taller and stronger. Although they don't know what the "armor" worn by their ancestors is made of, just looking at it makes the Parasau people yearn for it.

Therefore, during that period, many people would draw similar rune patterns on their skin and clothes, hoping to express their inner respect to the goddess Nayasos who had given the Parasauans [Angie] through this crude imitation.

This behavior gradually evolved into a form of blessing in the later period.

The Parasau people would draw or embroider runes on cloth or leather and then give them to the people they most respect and want to thank.

Those who receive [Angi] can choose their favorite [Angi] to make a robe to wear, or they can give the extra [Angi] that they cannot use up to a newborn cub.

The Parasau people who make [Anji] into robes will not only receive a special reward from the tribe, but are also said to have good luck for the whole year.

If a cub is given an [Angel] as a gift at birth because of its parents' contributions to the tribe, everyone will think that this cub will grow up to be one of the most outstanding warriors in the tribe.

Thrall said that when he was born, he received a piece of Anji from the high priest. The Anji was very beautiful. It was embroidered by a priest who was the best at sewing in the tribe and her partner in half a year.

His mother and father kept the piece of anji in the strongest wooden box in the house, saying that they would make him a beautiful robe when he came of age.

Unfortunately... that piece of [Anji] and the family's yurt were burned down by the invaders...

Xie Wei held Sal's hand tightly and followed him to the city gate. They were supposed to go out to ride horses, but they tacitly crossed the horses that were lined up side by side.

Seeing that their owners were not holding them, the little white horse Jiyi and the black horse Guksuo followed the convoy obediently at a very slow pace behind their two masters.

Puka, with the little dragon on its head, was not as obedient as them. When he saw Shevi and Sal leaving, he followed them happily and tried to get Sal and Shevi to ride on his back.

Sal knew that Lyupka had worked hard to guard the city of Gut, and now that he saw Lyupka acting like a spoiled child, he touched its big wolf head indulgently, tidied up its messy hair, and gently told it to be careful not to bump into anyone.

Flos was sitting on Puka's head, undoing the braid on the back of Puka's head.

It made an appointment with Puka that after returning to Naya Castle, they would go to the Warcraft's big bathhouse to take a bath together, and then go to let Xie Wei and Thrall braid a new braid for it.

Flos had no hair, but she had a little hat that Shevy had knitted for her, with a few braids on it.

When it envied Puka's beautiful braids, it would take them out of its pocket and put them on.

During the months that it was separated from Puka, it didn't wear its own little hat.

I don't know when I took out the little hat and put it on my head.

There are holes reserved for dragon horns on the hat, so the hat fits the little dragon's head very well.

The little braids on the hat not only don’t look weird, but also look particularly cute.

At least Raymond, who was in the carriage and looking out of the window, thought it was particularly cute. He imagined his younger self wearing a little hat and nodded seriously.

I thought to myself, if I had such a hat when I was a child, Iriel would definitely love it even more!

By the way, he also used the black dragon that had already flown to the shores of Grayson Lake as a reference and imagined what an adult dragon would look like wearing that hat.

After just a brief fantasy, Raymond gave up the idea of ​​asking Xie Wei for a hat trick.

Because it’s too ugly!!!

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"Your Highness Shiawei! Our Snowfield's Yagne!"

“Welcome home!!”

“Thank you for your hard work on the journey!”

"Your Highness, this is the [Anji] embroidered by our family. We hope you are healthy. Please eat more food every day!"

"And my family, thank you so much for bringing us the seeds. We are willing to follow you forever. You are Yagne, the one who gave us the snowfields from Nayasos, our Son of God!!!"

"Welcome home!"

"Your Highness! If you like, you can use our [Anji] to make a robe!"

"Ah, little brat, how could you say what I wanted to say, Your Highness! Look at my house, ours is red, and red silk looks better when made into robes!"

"I think His Highness looks better in a dark blue robe!!"

“Yellow looks good too!”

"Your Highness looks good in any color robe. Look at ours, Your Highness. Ours is silver-white! It really complements your platinum braids!"

The Lord of the Snowfield was originally standing shoulder to shoulder and hand in hand with his little rose, accepting the [Angie] handed to him by everyone one by one. But in less than half an hour, he had changed his mind and followed behind his little rose.

Sal held a pile of Angie in his hands, the corners of his mouth almost curled up to the sky, and his eyes and eyebrows were full of uncontrollable pride.

But no one paid attention to him for the time being. Everyone's eyes were on his little rose, and so was he.

The Lord of the Snowfield was not angry because he was ignored. On the contrary, he was happy and proud.

This is what he wants, everyone should revolve around his little rose.

At the beginning, Xie Wei still had the energy to collect the Angies that everyone handed to him one by one, but later he found that the line was longer than he had imagined, and there were so many Angies that he could no longer collect them one by one.

So the people of Paraso, who cared about him very much, all shouted that their Angie was the most beautiful, but they all tacitly helped each other pass everyone's Angie to the hands of the people in the front row, who then sorted it out and handed it to Xie Wei, or the Lord of the Snowfield behind Xie Wei.

Because there were too many Angies, every time Xie Wei walked a distance, he would put the Angies in his and Sal's hands into the system backpack.

By the time everyone gathered up Angie, it was almost midnight. If Xie Wei hadn't drunk a few stamina potions, he really wouldn't have been able to hold on for that long.

After sending Angie off, the energetic Parasos followed the caravan and escorted their lord and Agnes into the castle.

When the castle gate was closed, in the square in front of the castle, the residents of Gut City held torches and surrounded an unfinished stone monument, chanting prayers in low voices.

Raymond leaned over the rear window of the carriage, pointed in the direction of the castle gate, and asked Yrel, "That square stone we just passed had a lot of incomprehensible words engraved on it. Yrel, what is that used for?"

The black-haired magician, who had already sat on the sofa and was adding honey to the milk in front of him, looked towards the rear window of the carriage when he heard this.

All that was visible there now was the closed castle gate, but he knew what Raymond was referring to.

Then he said very seriously: "That is the Soul Stone Tablet, the residence of the souls of the deceased. The words on it are written in the Paraso language. The name of the deceased."

With Iriel's reminder, Raymond's memory inheritance provided Raymond with some information about the Parasau people's soul stele.

Scratching his head, which was itching from learning something new, Raymond told Irel.

"The people of Parasau engraved on that stele are probably all without relatives or descendants. For those who have relatives or descendants, their relatives and descendants will erect separate stele for them after their death."

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