Mech: Shattering of the Galaxy-Chapter 1291 - 26: You’re More Dazzling Than Them
Capítulo 1291: Chapter 26: You’re More Dazzling Than Them
All the clanspeople looked at Saran weeping, shamefully lowering their heads.
They dared not defy the authority of the Divine Envoy Lord.
Moreover, they were the slaves of the Divine Envoy Lord to begin with.
The Divine Envoy gave them the sacred land…
Saran’s father was not the first to be killed by the Divine Envoy.
Such things were something they, as adults, could accept.
But for little Saran…
It’s truly been hard on her.
Her mother, who accidentally fell while mining, had half her body fractured and lost her sight.
Her home was solely supported by her father.
The tasks of two adults and a child all fell on her father.
It was naturally an impossible task.
…
Truly a life of suffering for the child.
Sigh.
…
A faint sigh resounded once more around them.
The breeze on the cliff top blew the sigh into Mu Fan’s ear.
His gaze coldly swept across slowly.
So this was the sigh from earlier.
His left hand hung at his side, tightly clenched at the moment.
Saran’s helpless, bewildered, sorrowful cries pierced his heart, blade by blade.
He had seen too many dead people.
But…
That cry of “I no longer have a father” made Mu Fan’s cold heart sharply constrict.
He was much luckier than Saran.
At least he still had hope.
And now, that unseen “Divine Envoy” had extinguished all hope for this girl.
“Can my father still come back to life?”
Under those hopeful gazes, Chief Leff only felt his strong heart aching terribly at this moment.
Yet he could only comfortingly pat the head of the other.
“Saran, Old Guli’s soul will return to the homeland, you must inherit his will.”
Upon hearing this sentence, tears flowed uncontrollably from Saran’s large eyes, which she forcefully wiped away, desperately trying to stop the sobs, but couldn’t.
This was not the answer she wanted.
Why did none of those familiar uncles say a word for her father? 𝙧𝙚𝙚𝔀𝒆𝓫𝓷𝙤𝓿𝒆𝙡.𝒄𝙤𝓶
For three years she always thought life was joyful, she had infinite yearning for returning to the homeland.
She believed she would surely live a happy life.
But now, all her beautiful dreams were shattered.
She felt like the sky was falling.
Those figures standing on the rocks in the distance saw this and all shook their heads and moved away.
Being killed by the Divine Envoy Lord could only be blamed on misfortune.
They needed to be even more cautious in the future.
If enough ores weren’t delivered, people would indeed die…
People began to gradually disperse…
This unfortunate child Saran would be forced to grow up next.
They couldn’t afford to delay too long.
If they neglected the mining, the next one dead could be themselves.
Seeing this, Mu Fan’s gaze grew colder.
“Let Saran inherit her father’s resolve and continue mining? If not enough is mined, one day she may die like her father?”
The icy words from the cliff struck each person’s heart like a heavy hammer.
Saran, with her tear-streaked face, lifted her head, watching Mu Fan slowly approaching, her lips tightly pursed, yet her face unable to suppress the sobs.
Mu Fan looked at the collapsed Saran, stepping closer step by step.
His gaze, like a sharp blade, swept across the faces of each Iron Clan member.
“You as Saran’s elders, do not stand during times when justice and strength are needed, instead tell her to inherit the will of the deceased afterward and continue serving the culprit… it’s quite impressive.”
Mu Fan’s eyes showed disdain as he slowly shook his head.
In this instant, everyone felt a burning pain on their faces.
But another kind of ashamed anger rose in their hearts; when did the matters of the Iron Clan become a subject for an outsider to comment?
Moreover, they could kill this person anytime.
“You, outsider, know nothing!”
“Our tribe’s matters aren’t your concern!”
Leff spoke suddenly, his face sullen.
The group of Iron Clan people, who intended to disperse, watched Mu Fan with angry eyes.
They utterly disliked this outsider.
If it weren’t for Saran’s sake, they would have swung the hammer at him by now.
Their weapons were all drawn again.
The giant hammers of diameter exceeding half a meter, steel axes with handles as thick as arms…
Each Iron Clan member now showed hostile eyes, seeming ready to strike if Mu Fan spoke another word or took one step forward.
However, Mu Fan appeared unconcerned with them, only peacefully looking at Saran, maintaining a steady pace without any hesitation.
“Saran, I ask you, to continue serving the culprit, is it your wish?”
Mu Fan’s repeated use of “culprit” instead of “Divine Envoy” was already close to infuriating these Iron Clan people.
Saran confusedly raised her head; she didn’t know how to describe Mu Fan’s tone at this moment.
Mu Fan was indeed saying words against the clan people, but…
He was the only one speaking on her behalf!
She choked up and shook her head.
Her lips tightly pressed together.
She could never forget, even if the Divine Envoy killed her, she could never forget the sight of her father’s death at this moment.
This destroyed all her happiness!
“Very good. You have more courage than any of them.”
Humility could not erase the mark of defiance within one’s bones; Saran, this girl from the Iron Clan, had principles and was straightforward.
Just moments ago, she had unthinkingly helped him.
Now, it was simple.
The favor could be returned.
Mu Fan reached his left hand to his waist, gripping the cold metal Short Stick, slowly twisting it out…
“Saran!”
Chief Leff was thoroughly enraged at this moment, “Do not listen to his deception.”
But Saran, holding her father’s disheveled hair, shook her head with a determined gaze.
Her father wouldn’t come back to life again.
“Deception?” Mu Fan slightly raised his eyelids, staring at Leff’s weathered face, “The brainwashed ones are you and your group of ignorant people.”
“Outsider, from now on, you are an enemy of the Iron Clan!”
Leff pulled out the Heavy Sword from the ground, slamming it down fiercely.
Crack!
Crack crack crack!
A lightning-like crack spread right beneath Mu Fan’s feet.
Mu Fan looked down at the dark crack, then indifferently looked up.
“Take one more step and we will kill you, offering you to the altar!”
The sound of weapons being drawn rang simultaneously.
At this moment, wisps of white smoke at the rear of the crowd rose truly like beacon smoke straight into the sky.
Saran laid down the father she hugged.
She stood up to look at Mu Fan, her gaze defiant, shaking her head.
Iron Clan’s matters, she needed to resolve herself.
Mu Fan was a good person, someone who didn’t eat her and spoke up for her.
She wouldn’t hurt her friend!
Kill?
Mu Fan snorted lightly.
He looked at Saran, his tone calm: “You know the residence of that so-called Divine Envoy, don’t you?”
Saran nodded, but then immediately shook her head again.
“You outshine them much more.”
Mu Fan looked at the terrifyingly imposing crowd in front, the corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile.
Step forth.
