Chapter 820 (2/2)
Perhaps he was the example she should chase after.
“Thank you for your guidance, I feel my fighting skills have been further enhanced!” Lorgar said while making a fist.
“My pleasure, as long as you can understand… wait, what? Did you just say fighting skills?”
“Yes. I’ll go practice now, so please excuse me.” Lorgar said before she turned around without a moment to spare and hurriedly ran for a nearby dune. There just happened to be an open and gravelly ground that was suitable for combat training.
“So you turned out to be just like Ashes… an idiot.”
After running for more than a hundred steps, the Wolf Girl still could hear Andrea call her an idiot, but the blonde witch did not sound as cold as she had been before.
A week later, Echo informed Lorgar that the Wildflame clan had officially decided to move to the Southern Territory. As agreed by both parties, this immigration plan would be carried out in three phases to reduce Graycastle’s burden, and the lands the clan was granted with were the most fertile fields near the estuary in the old town, which were located between Clearwater Bay and the port.
The whole migration process would last more than a year, and the first batch of immigrants would arrive in several weeks. In order to properly settle the former ruling clan, the Osha Princess, who was missing Neverwinter the most, volunteered to extend her stay in the Port of Clearwater. Her decision was approved by the king, but Ashes, Andrea and Hummingbird would still leave as planned, taking “The Roland” to the Western Region.
As for whether Lorgar would leave with the witches or stay behind to wait for her clan, Echo allowed her to choose for herself.
The Wolf Girl did not think twice before she chose to leave with Ashes.
She believed that her father and brother could properly handle inter-clan affairs without her. The Southern Territory was no longer a place where survival opportunities needed to be won by force and duels. In this place, even small clans could manage to get their stomachs full, not to mention the Wildflame clan. More importantly, she did not want to cause any misunderstanding by meeting them shortly after she abandoned her right of succession. As she had to leave sooner or later, she decided to leave earlier with the witches.
The things about Neverwinter and the Witch Union which she heard from Ashes and Andrea, filled her heart with wild expectations. Be it the legendary combat witches, the formidable enemies in the wilderness hiding under the cloak of the Red Mist, the great chief who did not have enough strength to strangle a chicken(according to Ashes), she looked forward to meeting them all.
The next day, Echo sent them on to the steel ship with a smile.
Standing on the deck, Lorgar felt that those large Concrete Boats were nothing as compared to this steady steel ship. The amount of metal used to build the hull for this ship might already exceed that of all the Mojins’ weapons and armors. With mixed feelings in her heart, she held the railing on the deck and dropped her fluffy ears as she nodded to Echo to say goodbye.
With a deep whistle from its horn, “The Roland”, carrying the witches and Princess Lorgar of the Wildflame clan, slowly but steadily sailed towards the Western Region.