All Chapters of Dark Goddess: Chapter 131 - Chapter 140

Their way led them along the foot of the Black Mountains, where there were enough watering places, not through the desert, where even the Shwakara could often not find enough living. The hunter had every reason to be careful when he was accompanied by his little daughter, because the traders were mounted and in the open countryside they could not escape them. So they hiked along a dry river bed, where the vegetation was a little thicker and offered some privacy. When the sun was already high, they heard voices and the man reacted immediately. He quickly pulled Athaly into the thick undergrowth, hoping that the strangers had no clues with them. He covered the tip of the iron lance with sand to avoid a telltale flash. Only then did he peer out of the shadows into the sunlight. Seven cutthroats on horseback, armed to the teeth, flanked a group of poor, bound figures in single file, hands tied forward and the short rope around the neck of the man in front, all of them battered and obvio

"A robbery?", He asked his delightful companion, uncertain, who laughed heartily."Oh no! Just the normal din that a small, extended family brings with it. ”On entering the kitchen he saw Tjonre, who turned his back on him and was being attacked by an eight-year-old boy. He tried to kick his shin and punch in the stomach at the same time. Meanwhile, Tjonre was making some unoriginal jokes that made the oldest brunette girl in the room grin. Maybe she wasn't amused by the stale joke, but by Tjonre himself, he wasn't so sure. A younger, blonde girl sat at the table and stereotypically sang a line from the last summer hit: "♪ My bathing wall doesn’t get sunburn ♪". As soon as they had entered the room, another dark-haired girl pounced on Gjefren and joined in a dispute at him, who could only be followed by an initiate. Anteia and her companion were completely ignored."Quiet!", she yelled, whereupon it actually got a little quieter. Tjonre turned around and recognize

"I do not know that. Maybe Yasiwi knows; I didn't get around to asking her back then. Immediately after our rescue by Elri - she came with Reja's ferry, blew a hole in the wall of the fortress of Sandarken and then killed him - ", with these words he smiled at her," our group broke up. Granoc the Kimerier and Yasiwi returned to a town near the Black Mountains together while we took a ferry there with a local named Gorm. We never saw Yasiwi again. ”“ And about the gray apes ? What do you know about them? ”Tjonre thought for a moment. “Somebody told me, I think it was the Kimerier, that they are regressed people. With them, evolution went backwards, so to speak, only incredibly fast, in a few generations or just in one. In any case, they were Paieon's servants. Granoc killed one, Gorm another. The third one might even be alive if those monkeys have such a longlifespan , I don't know. ” Sarpedon pondered for a while. “It would be very interesting to study the genom

“There's a wall up there. The path ends here. ”She looked past her father. “A path that ends at a wall? What's the point? ”“ I don't know, but we'll find out. ”With these words, he started moving again. Finally they stood in front of a tall structure. All they saw was a dark, perfectly smooth, steep wall that must have been about thirty feet high. The view was only clear upwards, to the left and right of the path there was thick bush and trees that were not too tall. “The wall looks very sturdy, but there must be some kind of entrance here. Otherwise the path makes no sense. ”At a loss, her father brushed off the obstacle."What kind of material is that?" Athaly was sure that she had never seen such stones, if they were stones at all, from which this seamless enclosure had been built.“In the past, the area around the walls must have been free; the trees are not much older than fifteen years. Compared to the giant trees that have lined our way in the past f

“ Well, that Artjoli, who always swarms around you! ”“ That should be my friend? You're crazy! ”“ What's wrong with him? ”Asked Gjefren without real interest. “Have you ever seen him smile? Do you know how he smiles? Crooked! As if he had hemiplegia! I'm not going to take a friend with a crooked smile! Just scary. ”She shuddered, perhaps also because of the sudden cold, because Boreas came, the cold wind. Gjefren liked him because he was - like himself - a child of the Eos. The waves, lashed by the storm, were now wearing whitecaps. What she had said about her physical abilities could not be dismissed out of hand and for the most part applied to him as well. His diving skills were also rather poor, if not to say pathetic. The other pickers would probably laugh at him if it weren't for Tjonre's son. Even his two other sisters eclipsed him. “Listen,” he said, “I want to leave here. Right. And Sarpedon will take me with him if he really wants to go to this p