Have you ever thought that you might never go back home again?

If I am not mistaken,

Korik, you and Talik were both married at the time, right?

Have you ever thought about rejecting this recruitment?"

Bulcasso asked curiously.

Choosing between family and group is a difficult thing in itself.

"I thought about it, my mother told me at the time,

If I don't answer the call of my ancestors, I will not recognize my son.

So here I am.

I think when the news about me becoming the third ancestor spread to all the barbarian tribes.

My mother must be proud of me."

Kolik's voice was very low when he said this.

It's like talking in your sleep.

"After he left his tribe, his tribe disappeared.

At that time, Korik, the unlucky man, had not even arrived at the Holy Mountain of Arreat.

Bulcasso, if you ask us if we regret it now,

We have only one answer, and that is no regrets.

Although we all miss our families.

But at least haven’t we allowed more savages to enjoy the warmth of family?”

Talik's voice was also very soft.

He guessed what Bulkesso wanted to ask.

They have been friends for hundreds of years,

We are already familiar with each other to the extent that we don’t need to say anything more.

"Let's talk about Barr.

Our past has long since become meaningless.”

Kolik said.

He misses his former home very much.

There was not only his mother, but also his wife and children.

It's just that this time is not suitable for recalling the past.

In fact, the more important thing is that he doesn't want to shed tears in front of Wayne, the heir.

"Okay, okay, let's talk about Barr.

Although Baal is dangerous, isn't Israel there?

If there is an archangel, that kind of influence will have no effect.

Unless Israel wants to surrender to the Burning Hell.

But you and I both know this is impossible.

No matter how unfriendly the archangels are to humans, they will always have the same attitude when facing the Burning Hell."

Tarik spoke his thoughts carefully.

While speaking, he also carefully observed Korik's expression.

After seeing that Kolik's face had returned to calmness, he also breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he took a swig of the drink that he didn't think tasted good before.

This wine is warm enough and carries a mother's wishes for her son.

Tarik suddenly felt that this wine was as delicious as anything he had ever tasted.

"I still object.

Placing your hopes on others is not a good thing in itself.

And that guy Israel is not trustworthy!

In any case, High-level Heaven can only act as a collaborator!

But you can never be regarded as a trustworthy partner!"

Kolik remained stubborn.

His hands tightly grasped the bottle in his hand.

But there was no sign of excessive force.

This was what his mother put in his backpack when he left home.

In his hundreds of years of life, he only drank a few times.

Once is the day when you become an adult.

One time was the first day I left home.

The first time was the day when I knew my home had disappeared into the demonic tide.

One time was the day he was told that he was going to become the third ancestor.

Today is the fifth time he drinks this wine.

"Okay, let them go.

But let them go to Hailab first. With Hailab following them, there should be no problem.

When you see Hyrab, tell him that this is what I mean."

Bulcaisel waved his hands as he spoke.

He doesn't seem to care much about this matter.

There are still many things that Burquesso has to consider now.

Just to meet Baal, who would not do anything bad, there was nothing for him to worry about.

To put it a little too far, that guy Baal didn't have the guts to do anything bad on the holy mountain of Harrogath.

After all, Bulkesso is still on the Holy Mountain now.

Barr just wants to return to the essence of destruction,

It's not like I'm seeking death.

“What to do with Gruchak’s arm?

Let him draw strength from the holy mountain to recover?

Or should we just leave it like this as proof that the first ancestor was a bastard?"

Talik followed Bulcaisel's wishes and changed the subject.

Friends will always understand each other.

Tariq has often been the first to unleash his kindness in the past.

He looked at the bottle in his hand,

Then he poured the last bit of wine in the bottle onto the ground.

This is what he left for that guy Madoc.

"Madoc, you idiot only deserves to drink the rest of my drink."

Talik was still cursing while pouring the wine.

"Alright Tariq, let's go to the celebration party.

After these guys come back from Baal,

If they are interested, just let them enter the secret realm.

The celebration has lasted for a long time.”

Bulqueso said and took out four bottles of wine,

One bottle was thrown to Tarik, and the other was thrown directly in front of Kerik.

Then he raised his head and drank down the treasure of Kolik in his hand.

"Talik is right!

Madoc, you are an idiot!
To be continued...