Chapter 252 Liar King Roland
At the Edge of the Dense Forest, a group of people were waiting quietly. When they saw Nicholas and the others, their eyes lit up.
"He's here!"
Baturu said in a low voice.
After being captured, the other party did not kill them, but released him to bring their chieftain.
And their chieftain was the burly, imposing middle-aged man beside him. He was also the Strongest among the Shandia People, a Strongest capable of fighting the God of the Sky Island without being at a disadvantage!
Nicholas arrived in front of the group unhurriedly, and met the gaze of the Shandia People chieftain standing at the forefront.
"It seems they have delivered my greetings."
Nicholas said with a faint smile.
"I am the chieftain of Shandia. Baturu and the others have told us the News. We are very sorry for the trouble Rona's recklessness has brought you."
The Shandia chieftain, with feathers inserted in his head, had a majestic expression.
"Guests, would you please come with us? This is not the Place to talk."
The Shandia chieftain glanced at this former Hometown and said in a deep voice.
Upper Yard was their Hometown four hundred years ago, but now it had become the Sanctuary of those People.
Even entering it meant taking a huge Risk.
Taking back this Land that belonged to them had always been their Dream, but it had never been realized.
Nicholas nodded. Although with his Strength, the so-called God of the Sky Island was something he could deal with in an instant, since the Shandia People had invited him, there was no Reason to refuse.
So Nicholas and the others followed the Shandia People in silence.
The Shandia People were also silent. Some of them occasionally peeked at Nicholas and the others, their Gaze revealing surprise and fear.
After all, being able to easily kill their Elite Soldiers squad, and the Skeleton that could talk, were Things they had never seen before.
Soon, the group arrived at the Cloud Hidden Village, the Shandia People's hideout.
After entering Cloud Hidden Village, Nicholas observed the small Village. It could be said that both the Buildings and the layout were very primitive. It was obvious that the Life of these Shandia People was not very good.
The long-term Battle with the gods had taken a huge toll on the Shandia People.
Even now, they had reached the end of their rope and could only live in poverty.
Four hundred years of conflict and Battle. The Angel Race of Sky Island, due to their Status as natives, naturally had the upper hand. This was their Territory.
Even with the huge consumption brought by the War, the Sky Islanders could quickly recover through trade with other Sky Islands.
But the Shandia People could only be slowly worn down, gradually becoming disadvantaged in the War.
Among Nicholas's group, the most unexpected to the Shandia People were Kurik and his son, because from the moment they entered Cloud Hidden Village, this father and son's tears had never stopped.
It seemed that every Thing, no matter how ordinary, moved them to tears.
Soon, the chieftain led Nicholas into a wooden house, and the two sat facing each other.
"Baturu has already conveyed to me everything you told them."
After a pause, the chieftain's Eyes became serious.
"I have also checked the Records left by past generations. You must have come from the Blue Sea."
"We are indeed from the Blue Sea."
The chieftain listened seriously.
"Speaking of the Blue Sea, in the North Blue, there is a widely circulated story. In this story, you Shandia People play a very important role."
"What story?"
"The story of Liar King Roland."
The chieftain's Face showed confusion: "Liar King Roland? Roland... seems to be a great Hero recorded in our Shandia People History. He was a Best Friend of Calgara, the great Warrior of our tribe. And the two made an Agreement to meet again at some point."
"Yes, it is indeed the Roland recorded by you, but in the Eyes of the Blue Sea People, he is just a liar.
To this day, his descendants are still working hard to prove and find Evidence that their ancestor was not a liar, as well as the traces of you Shandia People. By the way, the two weeping Weapons outside are descendants of Roland."
Nicholas said slowly.
The chieftain fell silent.
"Four hundred years ago, Roland led his Crew members in a Ship and found Golden City Shandora, and cured the Tree Fever in Shandia, thus becoming Friends with the Shandia People.
After returning, he wrote the story of this Place into a book and told the world about the Existence of the Golden City."
"And he reported this Island full of Gold to the King. After the King learned about it, he personally led two thousand Elite Soldiers to the Golden City on the Grand Line, but when they arrived again at a heavy price, there was no Gold on this Deserted Island."
"The furious King arrested Roland for the crime of deceiving the King. For this, he was also sentenced to death by the King. But even before the execution, Roland was still lying, 'I know, the Gold piled up like a mountain has sunk into the Sea.' In the shouts of 'Liar King' from the people of the whole country, Roland's Life came to an end.
By the way, even at the last moment of his Life, when he knelt on the execution platform, he had a silly smile on his Face, and this Look was also written into History books, becoming a story passed down from generation to generation in the North Blue, and no one ever believed Roland's Words or his adventure stories again."
Listening to Nicholas's Words, the chieftain's expression was very Complex. He opened his mouth.
"That Best Friend of the great Warrior Calgara, he was indeed a very remarkable People."
"Yes, Roland was a very great People."
Nicholas said with a smile: "Perhaps when the King led his troops to the Golden City, Roland already knew that this trip was not to reunite with his Best Friend, but to bring Disaster to the peaceful and serene Golden City.
But I guess when he arrived at Jaya Island again and saw the vanished Golden City and only half of the houses left, Roland's Inner Thoughts should have been filled with unprecedented joy."
"Actually, I have always been puzzled as to why Roland's last Words before his death were still that the Golden City had sunk into the Sea. With his rich Navigation and adventure experience, it is impossible for him not to know that if the Golden City sank into the Sea, as long as effort was spent to salvage it, the Truth could be obtained."
The chieftain suddenly raised his head, his Face filled with shock, his lips colliding up and down.
"You, are you saying that Roland knew Shandora was swept up to the White Sea by the Upward Sea Current!?"
"Perhaps the so-called Liar King was just Roland's Atonement to protect Shandora. After all, people's greed is endless. If they knew the Golden City was in the White Sea, I am afraid they would try every means to rush forward one after another.
Roland understood the ugliness of human nature, and also regretted telling the world about the News of the Golden City. Rather than bringing endless trouble to Shandora, it would be better to let the Golden City become a lie!"
After listening to Nicholas's Words, the chieftain's Face was full of shock, astonishment, and disbelief! Was this the Truth?
He inexplicably thought of the statue of the great Warrior Calgara in the Village, and the stories that had been passed down from his ancestors. Even if those People with Wings were greater in number, the great Warrior Calgara would risk serious Injury to defeat them and ring the Golden Bell in Shandora, sending the bell Sound to the distance.
"So, until the end, the two of them did not forget their Agreement with each other!"
The chieftain trembled all over, tears streaming down his Face.
This was the Answer that past generations had been searching for. They had waited too long and paid too much for it.
The Reason why the Shandia People never extinguished their desire to take back Upper Yard, besides the fact that it was their Hometown, was more to ring the Golden Bell again, to guide their Friend.
Nicholas sat cross-legged opposite, watching silently.
The chieftain's Complexion was heavy, and he said slowly.
His low voice echoed in the small wooden house, and Nicholas listened very Seriously.
"You said that as long as we are willing to submit to you, you will be able to help us, right?"
Nicholas nodded: "That's right, I can help you."
"Help us take back Upper Yard, our Hometown!"
The light in the chieftain's Eyes became brighter and brighter.