Doomsday Bandits and Tramps

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"You are here?"

The aunt put on a bearskin coat, which was a whole piece of black bearskin, the head of the black bear was a hat, two huge bear paws lay on her shoulders, a necklace of animal teeth was hung around her neck, and her face was painted red, The white and black paints are full of primitive and savage taste, a little scary, and her simple and honest smile seems to be murderous.

Xiu nodded, swallowed subconsciously: "Come, come."

"Hahaha, this appearance scares you."

The aunt smiled boldly, and squeezed into the crowd to sit down: "This is the tradition of the Valweng Festival, and we don't usually wear it like this. To tell you the truth, I will be shocked when I see myself like this. "

"Are you all wearing the fur of alien beasts?"

Ismail couldn't accept it, especially after seeing a pair of penetrating bear claws, he couldn't help but moved a little to the side.

"That's right," said the aunt, "this is a village where humans and alien beasts coexist. The alien beast is both a partner and a member of the family. Whenever an alien beast dies, we will take a part from it, It may be fur, teeth or feathers, and it may be reserved for those who have the closest relationship with that beast, and then burn the beast to ashes, bury it in the soil like a human, and set up a monument.

Ismail asked: "Then your black bear skin too?"

"Ah."

The aunt touched the two paws on her shoulders and recalled the past: "This was originally a female bear. When she came to our village, her front paws and back were injured. We guessed that it might be two male bears competing for a mate. I injured her by mistake. I took care of her for two months. When she recovered from her injury, I found out that she was pregnant. Then I took care of her until she gave birth. Two cubs were born, and the three of them stayed behind. come down."

The aunt's eyes suddenly turned red, and she raised her head hastily, for fear that her tears would stain the paint on her eyes: "She died in the winter three years ago, when we found her, she was frozen hard, her body The two children also failed to survive that winter because of her death..."

The aunt blinked hard, breathed a long sigh of relief, and smiled at them: "Hey, let's not talk about this. Don't look at the deserted village now. When the snow melts in spring, the strange beasts that have spent the winter will come back. Sometimes the whole village could smell a fishy smell, we got used to it, you may not be able to stand it anymore."

Auntie said so, but there are still many strange beasts around the open space around the campfire. They watch the burning campfire quietly, comb their hair occasionally, or fight with each other. And leisurely.

Except for Xiu, the others have almost no experience in close contact with alien beasts, and they are somewhat nervous and apprehensive, especially after the battle in Tinis City, whenever the alien beast makes a slight movement, Seth will subconsciously Look up.

"Relax, they won't attack you."

Seth's reaction was expected by the aunt, but seeing his vigilance, he still felt regretful and regretful: "We heard Carmelita talk about the outside world, you have more or less lost important people because of the strange beast Bar."

Several people bowed their heads in silence, maybe they didn't want to talk about this topic, or maybe they didn't want their emotions to affect the atmosphere of the festival and this quiet and isolated village.

Not far away, a litter of wolf cubs was playing and playing in the grass, one of them rolled out of the grass, turned over and saw them sitting together, and ran over wagging its tail.

"You don't say it, but the aunt understands it psychologically."

The aunt looked at the little gray fur ball on her trouser leg, and rubbed its head with her hand: "People outside hate alien beasts, but we live in peace with alien beasts. We are all human, why do we have to go to two places?" what extreme?"

Yeah, why?

Why can't humans and alien beasts live together on this planet in peace?

Why do humans and alien beasts have to fight to the death?

Kafka claimed to have traveled the mainland for eleven years. He has been exploring the reasons why the world has become what it is today, but he never thought of reconciling humans and beasts.

From the message sent by the masked man, to the survivors of Albion, to this small mountain village hidden in the extreme north, everything made him have to rethink the way of human existence.

Is it to continue to stick to the same old path, or to open up a completely different new path?

However, his understanding of the path of coexistence between humans and alien beasts is still blank.

"Hey!!!"

Suddenly, the villagers at the campfire waved to the aunt, who smiled and shouted a few words in local dialect to them, then picked up the little wolf cub with one hand, and stood up struggling with her thighs in the other hand.

"Okay, sit down for a while, it's time for me to play."

The aunt put the little wolf cub on the ground and pushed it in the direction of its parents. The little wolf cub looked back at the aunt, then at the people sitting beside him, climbed up the haystack with a few steps, and crawled into the grass. into the arms of the she-wolf.

"Woo!!!"

The low sound of horns resounded in the mountains, and the drummers wearing animal skin vests around the bonfire played the cowhide drums. Accompanied by the primitive and wild drums, men and women headed by the aunt wore animal jackets to imitate the gestures of strange animals. Gathering quietly in the dark, they kept approaching the humans near the bonfire. The flames distorted and elongated their figures, as if the prowling devil in the darkness was trying to devour the humans.

As they approached, the drum beats became more and more dense, and the hearts of the onlookers also continued to accelerate with the fine drum beats.

Suddenly, the drum beat stopped.

"Roar!!!"

"Black Bear" let out a high-pitched and extremely penetrating roar, the tranquility of the night was broken, the firelight became weak in the darkness, and the alien beasts swarmed in, instantly "drowning" the humans around the campfire.

Humans screamed, yelled for help, and fled in all directions in terror. Only one person took up a torch to deal with the alien beasts.

The flames danced, and the man seemed so small and thin amidst the dark tide of alien beasts.

However, he did not give up.

Facing countless sharp claws and fangs, he held the torch tightly and fought with all kinds of strange beasts.

Outside the scene, the horn sounded again, as if announcing the struggle and slaughter between humans and alien beasts. The drums sounded, and the man burst into roars, his blood was surging, and there were frequent cheers and cheers from the outside field, but the man could not compete with the many aliens. The beast contended, scarred and covered with 'blood' stained red.

Seeing that the torch in the man's hand was about to be extinguished, and he was killed by the beast's claws, suddenly, a javelin flew over the dense crowd of alien beasts, and one of the alien beasts was 'pierced' by the javelin, letting out a mournful howl.

Then, the second, third... More and more javelins fell from the sky, and the human reinforcements arrived. They were dressed in primitive attire, and they fought with the alien beasts with javelins and axes in their hands.

In the shadow of cold light and blood, the sound of trumpets was like thunder, and the sound of drums was like rain.

The alien beasts died, the humans died in battle, and only violence and hatred remained in the eyes that were flushed from the killing.

In the end, the alien beast was repelled, and the flames shone brightly again.

The human leader pulled the man up from the ground, commended his bravery, comforted his scars, then knelt down in front of the corpses of his compatriots, and let out a mournful howl.

The human warriors behind him followed suit, vowing to avenge their compatriots and drive out all the alien beasts!

They clenched their weapons again and culled the escaped beasts.

The alien beasts were slaughtered, and the 'black bear' was also cornered.

Leaders and warriors held javelins and axes and surrounded the 'black bear' little by little. 'Black Bear' resisted desperately, and gradually exhausted its strength, javelins and axes rained down on 'Black Bear'.

'Black Bear' fell.

The man stepped forward, staring at the red eyes, and stepped on the 'black bear' condescendingly, the blood-stained spear tip condensed all his anger and vengeance. 'Black Bear' struggled weakly, her moving paws were kicked away by the man, her eyes were watery, one hand was hanging on her bloated belly, and she let out a desperate roar.

The man was stunned, holding on to the handle of the gun, but he couldn't let it fall.

This is a female bear.

Pregnant female bear.

Just as the man was debating whether to end its life immediately, a baby's cry came from the human camp in the distance.

Everyone looked for the reputation, their eyes were full of hope and surprise, and when they turned their heads, what they saw was corpses strewn across the field and blood flowing into rivers.

Whether it's human or alien...

The human leader stepped forward and grabbed the javelin in the man's hand. The soldiers retreated. The leader and the man let go of the female bear, and returned to the human camp to bury the corpses of their companions and the beast.

The play ends here.

The villagers made strange calls around the bonfire, and then threw the prepared sacrificial animals into the bonfire, singing and dancing around the bonfire.

The villagers who had been waiting for a long time brought up the wine and food, and held a grand dinner under the light of the bonfire. The strange beasts who stayed in the village also got a generous amount of food, and each gobbled it up.

Several villagers specially prepared a separate table for the five of them. The auntie took off her bearskin hat, sweating from her temples on her forehead, and the hot air condensed into hoarfrost in the air. She held a large wooden wine glass and talked to the villagers. They drank booze together, and they didn't forget to take care of Seth and the others, clinking glasses with them frequently.

"Happy Warwin's Day!"

Amidst the cheers of joy, the aunt drank all the wine in the glass in one gulp, and the wine glass fell on the table with a crisp sound: "Huh, cool! Drinking in winter is only fun!"

Looking at the wine glass, which is not an exaggeration to be called a small barrel, Xiu couldn't help saying: "Auntie, you have a really good drinker."

"Hahaha, so-so, mainly because today is a holiday, I'm happy."

The aunt poured the wine on her own, and then said: "Hey, don't follow me, we rough people are used to it, you can drink as much as you can, there is hot milk in the pot that you can't drink, today is the holiday, auntie I Ah, I must let you return home prosperously. Why are you all standing still, come here, eat meat, everyone eats meat, this fresh meat that is slaughtered now, as well as scones and bread, this one, it’s my aunt Special pickles, come, eat, eat more."

After the aunt finished pouring the wine, she began to pick up vegetables and burritos for several people. She also specially told Ismail to drink less and poured her a full glass of hot milk.

In a blink of an eye, the food in front of everyone was almost piled up into a hill, but the food on the table didn't seem to decrease at all.

This painful and happy time is undoubtedly the best moment in their life.