Hvisland: A VR Colony Sim Game

Chapter 101 - 101 – Not A True Sibling

Gulped, Leva turned her head to Seb.

"Who's his dad?" Seb asked.

Leva sighed. "Yogi."

Sena looked at the two people in confusion.

I ordered Seb to tell the poor boy. Sena deserves to know. I chose Seb because he could definitely use softer words.

Seb walked over to the boy and crouched down in front of him. "What's your name?"

The braided boy slightly tilted his head. "My name is Sena."

"Hi Sena. My name is Sebastian, just call me Seb." The blonde-haired man flashed his signature warm smile. "Right now, we haven't found your dad. But, I promise, we'll keep trying."

Not sure giving hope will help, Seb.

"Ah." The little boy blinked his teary eyes, then just walked away.

"Where are you going, boy?" Kit asked with his hands on his hips.

"I just want to be alone." Kit paused for a moment, then resumed his pace again.

"Don't go too far."

Should I send one of my colonists to cheer him up? I'm not sure that will help. No one is close to Sena.

"Ah, one more thing we came here for." Kit spoke to Seb again. "We want to take our salt."

Leva, Pif, Kat, and Seb looked at each other. I ordered my colonists to comply with their request. However, I will not give up everything. Salt is handy for tanning leather and preservative, in addition to giving flavor to food.

"Wait a minute, sir." Seb said kindly. And then, with the others, took out three wooden containers containing the white chunks. Each container measures approximately 70x70 cm.

There were still two even fuller containers. I ordered my colonists to hide it under a sheet of leather.

Fortunately, none of Kit's party joined the deadly expedition. So they don't know the total number.

"Is that it?" Kit raised an eyebrow, staring at my colony shelter. "Isn't there anything else in there?"

Seb shook his head while maintaining his smile. "We only have this, sir."

Kit had opened his mouth with a stern expression, but a second later, he was sneering. "Alright, we accept all of this. Even if you guys still keep the rest, consider it a reward for taking care of our tribe's deceased members. We found a large cremation mark near the cliff,"

Two of Kit's men exchanged glances.

It must be because of Red's interference. I know she is basically good, though her sense of punishment is twisted.

"Then can we start this trade, sir?" Seb asked.

"Oh, yes." Kit nodded, then walked over to his two comrades. "Come on, let's get everything down."

Once the items were laid out before us, I took a look around with Seb. Most of the ones sold were weapons that didn't look too good. Some of the machetes, swords, sickles, and spearheads for sale were rusty.

"We have lanterns." Kit puts a metal box object open on every side, except for the top and bottom. In the center of the thing was some kind of small container, which I assumed was a place for oil because it had a fuse. "Since it's made of metal, it won't burn easily, so it's safe to light the house. There's no way you guys light a fireplace all the time just to light up a room, right? Especially in summer."

One of Kit's comrades placed a half forearm-sized clay bottle in front of Seb, joining in. "And here's the oil."

I'm not sure my colonists need it. Looks like I'll ask Seb to bid for the best price, but if there's no deal, I'll let it go.

"And this, I think you guys need this." Kit opened two small cloth packets containing darkish seeds. "These are spinach and cabbage seedlings. Unfortunately, you can't plant them now because winter is approaching. Better start planting these in early spring."

I definitely need it for the variety of food and nutrition of my colonists.

"Hey, Leva." Another member of Kit's party nodded his head at the red-haired woman. "You want to say something?"

I just realized that Leva looked nervous. Her body kept on twitching, and her gaze flickered in various directions.

Ah, she wanted to ask about her parents, but the bitter history with her tribe made her feel uncomfortable to ask.

"Well, just ask, Leva." I whispered to the woman. She also deserves to know what happened, even if it hurts.

Looking the other way, Leva finally opened her mouth. "How are my parents?"

The three members of the merchant group from the Redtooth tribe were silent for a while before Kit finally sighed. "Sorry, Leva. They're gone."

The atmosphere is quiet for a moment. Leva opened her teary eyes wider. With gritted teeth, she said. "You guys don't mess with me. Tell me the truth...."

"They really are dead." Kit got up, facing Leva. "Your mother was seriously ill, while your father died in a bloody rebellion to bring down Suja. You can ask Sena, he never lies. Or if you want, you can check their graves in our tribe."

Everyone's eyes were on Leva. The woman shook her head, began to walk backward, and shed tears.

She then turned around, leaving the place at a brisk pace without saying a word.

"Sis...." Pif gulped as he watched his older sister walk away.

"You're the closest to her, Pif. Follow her." I whispered to the skinny young man.

Although looking doubtful, Pif followed Leva. I instructed Seb to buy the lanterns, oil, and vegetable seeds at the best price, then I followed the skinny boy.

After a long walk, Leva finally hid behind a giant rock near the river, starting to sob. Pif came over, and Leva immediately turned her back on the skinny boy. The red-haired girl then said in a hoarse voice. "Leave me alone, Pif."

"Ah." Pif could only scratch his head and remain silent.

I had to give him another order. "Do something, whatever it is to soothe your older sister's heart."

Pif took a deep breath, approached Leva, and knelt behind her. Then, something quite surprising happened. Pif wrapped her arms around Leva.

Leva gasped and was speechless. Then, she grabbed her 'little brother' arm. Her tears fell more and more,

"Pif, please do that with me." Leva asked in a low voice.

If what Leva meant was something I was also thinking about, this would be even more surprising. Why did she intend to do that at a time like this?

"Doing what, Sis?" Pif rested his chin on her shoulder.

Leva turned her body slightly, pressed her hands to Pif's cheeks, then looked intently into the thin young man's eyes. Then, the girl brought her lips closer to Pif's.