Allies - Part 2

Heero entered the Purple Mountain territory with ease. He thought everything would go as smoothly as he had planned.

Swish!

Before Heero could take the third step, an arrow whistled through the air and landed right in front of Heero. It was a warning.

Heero stopped and looked up. He saw where the arrow came from.

In a thick branch of a tree stood a woman dressed in purple with a bow in her hand and an arrow nocked on it.

If Heero took another step, she would shoot the arrow to immobilize Heero.

"Didn't I tell you? You are not to enter our territory, Purple Mountain!" The woman spoke in Dramonia.

"I am sorry, but can we have a friendly conversation? This matter concerns your people as well and I hope we can have a proper discussion" Heero replied in fluent Dramonia.

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"He really does come from the dungeon..." Elazaro Tania muttered in a low voice as she watched the conversation from behind.

"But how did he learn our language when this woman does not understand us?"

There were so many secrets about the man. Unfortunately, Tania did not dare to unravel the mysteries as she remembered last night's battle.

Hong Yu and Han Ying were also surprised. They could not help but have the same thought as Elazaro Tania.

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"What do you want to discuss? And identify yourself!" The woman dressed in purple relented.

She was willing to listen to what Heero had to say. The reason was that Heero spoke the Dramonia language fluently, which made him less suspicious than the man who had come earlier.

But of course, she did not let her guard down. She still had her bow pointed at Heero while she spoke.

"My name is Xing Heero, disciple of the saint! I want to talk about the specters" Heero replied as he revealed his identity.

As for the people who came with him, only Musashi Hirata understood what Heero was talking about.

"Disciple of the saint?" He muttered in surprise. Heero was already too strong for him, what about his master's master?

It was hard to imagine how strong Saint was when he could not even see his master's limit.

"What are they talking about? Tell me! Tell me!" Musashi Noboru and his two brothers stood next to Hirata.

Musashi Hirata shook his head, "I don't know, they spoke too fast.

The woman in the purple dress fell silent right after Heero revealed his identity. The atmosphere around them became unusually quiet.

After a moment of silence, the woman opened her mouth to sneer, "Before, you lied by saying you were from the Hero Guild. Now you even dare to pretend to be a Saint's disciple!"

She raised her voice with these words, and anger could be heard in her voice.

"Death is your just punishment! Your remains will be offered to the mountain god, you who dared to impersonate Saint's disciple!"

Then the woman released the arrow. At the same time, she shot her arrow, and hundreds of arrows followed. Hundreds of arrows from different directions rained down on Heero.

"We have to help!" Bai Xin Yue's reaction was faster than everyone else's.

She wanted to rush over to help, but Musashi Hirata stopped her.

"What are you doing, we should help him!"

"You underestimate Master too much! Just stay here and watch! Don't be an obstacle to the master's plan!"

Musashi Hirata trusted his master, he would not die in the face of thousands of arrows, let alone a few hundred.

Heero was a bit surprised, but not too much. He had expected something like this to happen.

Shoosh! Shoosh! Shoosh!

The arrows rained down on Heero's original location, but the man disappeared.

The woman in purple scanned the area, searching for Heero. But her search was in vain.

But then her eyes landed on the group not far from the border. Just as she was about to raise her hand to capture the group, a voice was heard from her side.

"Enough! I don't want to fight you!"

The purple-clad woman turned toward the voice. The disappeared man appeared beside her with an exquisite bow in his hand.

The purple was now a longbow with an engraving familiar to her. Her eyes became sharp and she scanned the longbow with the familiar engraving.

The symbol she would never forget was engraved on the bow, the symbol of the Purple Mountain Tribe. In addition, there was another engraving next to her tribe's symbol. A mark left by the maker of the longbow, the mark of her ancestors.

From the story she heard from the elder of her tribe, there were two similar longbows. One was kept in her tribe's ancestral temple, and the other was given to the tribe's benefactor. The benefactor who saved their tribe from destruction and taught them how to fight.

As for why Heero had the longbow. It was a gift from his master, so he kept it in his storage.

Heero threw the longbow to the woman and said, "Take it to your chief or elders! Tell them I have come!"

The woman dressed in purple caught the longbow. She caressed the longbow with her eyes closed. She was absorbed in the feeling.

When she realized that the longbow in her hand was the real one, the woman nodded to Heero. She signaled her people to stop the attack.

"I will give the bow to the chief. Please wait here," the woman in purple said in a polite tone.

She turned around, but stopped halfway before turning back to Heero.

The woman bowed her head, "I apologize for earlier. After I give the bow to the chief, I will apologize to you properly."

After that, the woman left. She went back to her tribe to inform them about Heero's arrival. This was a big event for her tribe, so she hurried back.

Meanwhile, Heero regrouped with his group. The Sword Lunatic Trio and the other heroes were waiting for him as well.

Before Musashi Noboru could ask, Park Jin-Soo stepped in first.

"So... Would you mind telling us what this is all about? You seem very familiar with them? Are you also a human from a dungeon?" Park Jin-soo asked a series of questions in a cold tone.

"Does it matter where I come from?" Heero shot a sharp look at Park Jin-Soo.

He flinched and took a step back. He lost his momentum at that moment and his plan failed. He wanted to turn the other heroes against Heero. But he did not have the courage to confront Heero directly.

By this time, everyone had already figured out Heero's origin. About eighty percent of them believed that Heero was also from the dungeon.

"It's a long story, but I'll make it short! My master is the benefactor of these people! Who are they? They are the Purple Mountain Tribe! They worship my master almost like he's their god!"

"Don't be surprised. As for our purpose in talking to them, it was not to ask about the dungeon, but to make them our allies in fighting the specters! So consider your words..."

"Forget it, you can't insult them because you can't talk to them! What you need to do is just follow me quietly!"

Huo Liang Xun raised his hand after Heero had finished.

"Why don't you tell us everything you know? Are you hiding anything from us?"

"I don't have time for that! They are coming!" Heero pointed at a group coming down from the Purple Mountain.

"And please don't bring politics into the mission! Not to mention bringing my origin to overthrow me! If you want to remove me from my position, bring proof of my wrongdoing!"

"Now shut up and follow my order if you want to leave this place alive!"