A Butterfly That Can'T Fly
Ancient druids 3

"Your family will definitely be fine Al, the land of the heavens has a very strong defense. The Divs would not dare to attack them rashly"

Alurra let out a sigh of relief, fortunately his family was safe, seeing that all this time he was always in danger was very good for him to stay away from his family for now. He was lucky that time he did not go to the land of the heavens first and chose to go to the place of the Stone Race, he did not know what fate he would bring to the land of the heavens.

Iron continued to feed Alurra, the little man in Alurra's embrace still did not want to let go of his embrace as if he would leave if removed. Marco was probably too scared because he saw his mother die with his own two eyes, and Alurra understood it very well.

"Marco, are you hungry?"

The little man shook his head and kept his face hidden in the niche of Alurra's neck, he did not want to show his face. Alurra continued to stroke the little man's back, moments later the small back trembled small. She cried.

"Marco darling, forgive brother"

Marco's cry made Alurra panic, the tears that had been held back by the little man had finally fallen as well, His sobs made Alurra also grieve, he stared at Iron asking him to help calm Marco down.

"I still have candy, you want?"

Unhelpful, Marco still sobbed, Alurra let him and still stroked his back to calm him down, she hugged him to give him warmth.

"You know, I also lost both my parents when I was a kid" Iron said, stopping Marco's cries, he finally raised his face that had been soaked by tears, looking at Iron with curiosity.

"I was 5 years old, just like you. Divs attacked the Elves kingdom and kidnapped the Princess of the Elves kingdom, my parents fought against the Divs but they were killed at that time"

Iron drew his face closer to look at Marco deeply, he held onto the little man's shoulder, "So right now I really want revenge for the death of my parents, I will kill those Divs. That's what you have to do"

It seemed as if Iron's words were making the apo of revenge inside Marco blaze, his eyes showing confidence, he nodded and looked at Iron with confidence.

"Good"

Alurra smiled seeing Marco who was calmed by Iron, he hugged the little man again and stroked his hair. Marco began to display his smile on Alurra and kissed Alurra's cheek. That action made Iron glare at him, Marco laughed as he looked at the enraged Iron.

"Sir, you want to eat? Brother Iron's cooking is delicious"

"Yes, I'm hungry"

"Smart kid"

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"So, where are you going?"

Marco and Iron saw Alurra walking carefully feeling confused, Alurra originally wanted to go see this ancient Druid city by himself, and Alurra wanted to, but seeing that Marco and Iron have built up seems like the plan will not be implemented.

"I just want to take a morning walk"

Iron looked at him suspiciously, he approached Alurra then looked at his face seriously. Iron's actions made Alurra uneasy, as if his plan had been spotted.

"Don't lie to me Al, let's go together" Iron pinched Alurra's soft nose, then smiled amusedly at her embarrassed face as her plan had been seen. Right, he can't lie in front of Iron.

"Sucks"

Iron chuckled, he immediately grabbed Marco by the hand and they went around the city together. The ancient Druid city was really just as English in medieval times, as the name implies, ancient.

"Sister, no one here sells candy, right? There is no market for cakes"

Marco spoke as he looked up at Alurra, right, the buildings here are very ancient and desolate making the atmosphere here very creepy. As Alurra was about to answer Marco's question, a voice interjected first.

"Who says no, you're going the wrong way. Here are mostly just empty uninhabited buildings and lots of criminals, so be careful. You better go North, there's a crowded section and there's a market too"

An old man with a stick in his hand spoke, his face was already wrinkled and his clothes were already shabby. Just like a beggar, but Alurra got rid of his mind, it is not good if we prejudge others.

"really? Thank you then"

They left, did not go to the market and even returned home, they went to the market, they did not have the ancient Druid currency.

The carpenter's uncle came when it was noon, he started training Alurra and Iron as he said. The way he trained them was very different from the way the Chief of the Stone Race trained them. The way is faster and more efficient so that the power of Alurra can grow quickly.

Marco sees Alurra and Iron practicing, he follows their movements which makes him look cute.

"Grandfather I also want to be strong, I also want to practice!" Marco spoke loudly to the carpenter's uncle, while the carpenter's uncle only smiled and stroked the top of his head.

"Oh grandfather, I also want to practice, teach me"

"Not yet, just a minute"

The words of the carpenter uncle made Alurra and Iron frown confused, what does that mean? Is it possible that Marco can also train later? Is it possible that Marco inherited the stone power of the Stone Race?

Marco agrees when his wood uncle persuades him, he will wait for the day he can train with Alurra and Iron. He will become strong and avenge his mother, he also has to protect his beautiful sister.

"That's enough for today"

The carpenter's uncle handed a small drawstring bag to Alurra which turned out to be Coins with ancient images.

"It was given to the ancient Druid Chief to you"

"Why did he give you this?"

Iron has always been careful, as regards circumstances like this very few people can be trusted. The Druid Chief and they did not know each other before, it was very suspicious if he gave this money to them.

"You don't have the Druid currency, do you? There is no place to exchange currencies. So just accept it"

Alurra took it, although Iron wanted to protest he would still take it, they needed food and other supplies to survive, there was no way he would waste the money he had been given for free.

"Thank you uncle, give our thanks to Chairman Druid"

It was late afternoon and the carpenter's uncle finally left, Marco glanced at the drawstring bag that the carpenter's uncle had given Alurra.

"Sister, so tomorrow we can buy a cake?" So adorable! The look in his eyes was very funny to Alurra, while Iron looked at Marco with disdain.