"Wait! Two adults!"
At this time, the previous patriarch also woke up from the coma, and knelt respectfully in front of Leylin.
From the corner of Leylin's display of strength just now, he could know the strength of the other party, and later sent someone into the cave, and after learning that the ancestor was safe, how could this middle-aged man not know that these two people were really him? Clan friends
With their strength, wouldn't it be good to just crush them if they were enemies
Therefore, if you don't take advantage of the current relationship, what else can you do
"Are the two adults friends of the ancestors? Then please stay here temporarily and enjoy our service..."
The patriarch of this village-type tribe looks like a middle-aged man with a height of nearly two meters. He is wearing a smooth and supple leather coat with spots. The muscles on his body are protruding, full of an illusion of steel.
The other party has thick lips and a high nose bridge, some slender eyes with a bit of a cold feeling, and the criss-crossing scars on the cheeks represent the proof of heroism.
The indigenous people who can survive here can be vicious and tyrannical, but they must not be without courage!
It's just that at this time, the other party tried hard to make his face full of smiles, expressing the humbleness of the little people.
As the most knowledgeable person in the tribe, he certainly knew what these two strong men represented. Even if it was a force that could wipe out an entire village at will, it was worth them putting down all their self-esteem and serving humbly.
Not to mention, these two are actually friends of the ancestors of their tribe
Doesn't that mean that the other party is also an old monster who has lived for thousands or even tens of thousands of years
The middle-aged man was deeply terrified, and he knew sadly that his ethnic group was nothing in this territory.
All kinds of powerful aboriginal tribes, and even wandering beasts can easily destroy this place! The shortage of food intensifies the struggle for survival.
Only their ancestor, who has been sleeping all the time, is the reliance to ensure the survival of the entire tribe!
"If you can get the power of these two adults, maybe you can resist even the orders from the city?"
A thought swirled in the middle-aged man's mind, and then he raised his head and met a pair of eyes that seemed to see through everything.
"Invite us to stay?"
Leylin smiled, walked in front of the prostrate middle-aged man noncommittally, and lifted his chin with invisible force.
"Then tell me your name!"
"Hussein! The leader of the Bauhinia Tribe—Hussein! Willing to obey all your instructions!"
Hussein led the other clansmen and knelt down again. The posture of completely exposing the vitals of the back represented absolute surrender to the strong.
"Burdak! Looks like we need to live here for a while..."
Leylin, who happened to have nothing to do, agreed without hesitation, and what happened to Gillian made him a little bit interested in studying it.
"I have no opinion!"
Bodak looked at Gadobury next to him, curled his lips, but he still didn't say anything against it. After all, he also knew that once Leylin made a decision, he had no room to refuse.
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Among the largest and most luxurious buildings in the village.
A fireplace is burning on one side of the wall, bringing warm heat waves. The yellow copper stove burns unknown powder on the red yellow acid wood revolving table, emitting bursts of white aroma.
Gadbury curled up in a corner, looking at the two people who were respectfully invited to sit on the soft velvet cushion, and the large amount of exquisite food and drinks placed in front of the guests, his throat couldn't help rolling violently.
"What a luxury..." The young man thought silently in his heart, and then looked outside the window. The outside light continued to dim, and even a thin layer of white frost appeared on the edge of the window, together with the dazzling red silk curtains, The strong contrasting colors made the boy turn his eyes away.
"It should have become cold and dark outside now, right?"
Gadobelli thought silently, there is no sun or moon in this territory, only gray light, and the natives distinguish day and night by the degree of light and darkness.
And after night, the temperature in the wilderness outside can even be as low as minus eighty or ninety degrees or even below one hundred degrees!
Although the young man didn't have the concept of temperature in his heart, he knew that almost every year there are unlucky people who are unfortunately frozen to death at night. Not having enough food and not enough fuel means that there is not enough heat to fight against death. arrival.
This is the case in the village, not to mention the outside world. Those old people who left may not survive even one night.
The boy's eye sockets became hot, and some moist liquid silently moistened the corners of his eyes.
"Come! My lords! Please!"
At the banquet, Hussein didn't think so much. At this time, his face was flushed, and even the area around the scar became bright red, and he persuaded the two adults on the main seat to drink.
"Um!"
Leylin picked up the wooden cup meaningfully and sipped it, while Bodak beside him didn't even bother to lift the cup.
The wine here, according to Leylin's previous observation, should be brewed from a kind of plant root that is thick and starchy.
Due to the primitiveness and backwardness of the technology, even the filtration process was not carried out thoroughly, which made the wine appear a bit cloudy, of course Bodak dismissed it.
However, for ordinary natives, this seems to be a great delicacy.
Even Hussein was like this, but to Leylin's surprise, everyone in the village, except the baby in the swaddle, got a cup. The adults licked it carefully, with satisfied expressions on their faces. smile.
"Equal distribution among clans?"
Leylin shook his head secretly, then looked at the table again.
In order to entertain the two of them, Hussein seems to have sold his blood and kidneys. The food on the table is rich. The dessert is a kind of purple fruit with a slightly astringent sweet taste, and the staple food is made of starch. The round cakes were baked slightly golden, and even the crusty mouse that Gabriel had just hunted today was brought to the table as a rare and cherished meat.
The large and rich aroma of food made the other clansmen grit their teeth in order to maintain their demeanor.
It's a pity, for Leylin and Bodak, this is really a bit crude. With Bodak's original body shape, it is almost like an appetizer to swallow the entire village, but the food that Leylin has seen Not to mention the fine wine.
Therefore, in the face of these, Bodak simply dismissed them, and Leylin just stopped his movements after eating a few fruits out of polite habits.
"The food in our village is crude, making the honorable guests laugh..."
Seeing this, Hussein blushed with shame, and even the beautiful girl who had carefully prepared before was embarrassed to call her up again.
"Enough is enough, come, raise a glass to our friendship!"
Leylin raised his cup.
"For friendship!" The others did the same under Hussein's leadership, and finally managed to ease the atmosphere.
"I have a friendship with the ancestors of your department, so if you have any requests, please feel free to say so..."
After putting down the tableware, Leylin said politely. Of course, it was just out of politeness. If he could finish it smoothly, he might be in a good mood and he might help out because of his previous affection. But if the other party made some embarrassing request , such as making Leylin a guardian, Leylin might turn his back on him and leave.
"It's really ashamed to say it, but we really encountered problems that we couldn't solve with our own strength..."
Hussein's voice also became heavy: "We rely on the land here to survive, but we also have to pay Segar and slaves to Masi in the east as taxes... It's just that this year, the other party's demands are beyond our capabilities..."
Through Hussein's explanation, Leylin also gradually understood.
It turns out that there are not only Bauhinia tribes living on this land, but they all depend on a powerful city-state—Maxi. Every once in a while, they have to pay a kind of food called Saige and provide slaves. As proof of surrender, otherwise you will be attacked by the opponent.
Due to several accidents and accidents this year, the planting of Saige has been severely reduced, and it is obviously impossible to complete the target.
But the rulers of Masi don't care about this. Once Hussein can't hand over enough food, the only end is to be forced to move away, otherwise he will be attacked-there are not only those who covet this land Dream beasts wandering in the wilderness, ghosts and the like.
"Although the ancestors can provide us with shelter, there are also ruling elders with the same strength in Marcy City, and the ancestors are still sleeping..."
Hussain revealed his troubles with a wry smile.
The other clansmen also stopped eating at this time, they can understand that if this is not handled well, it will be a catastrophe for the extermination of the clan!
Compared with this, even the sweet and delicious food seems to lose their appeal at this time.
"The ruling elders? Is it a force or a synonym for power?"
Leylin rubbed his chin and had to admit that he was also a little interested in the city-state called Marcy.
"A city-state where a large number of dreamland natives gather? Maybe there are a few giants comparable to fifth- and sixth-level wizards?"
In this kind of city-state, there must be a large number of civilizations and splendors gathered before the power of the dream world decayed, which is of indescribable significance to Leylin who wants to study the history of the dream world.
Moreover, what is a city-state without rules to protect it in Leylin's eyes
"I see, another day, let Gabriel take me and Bodak there!"
Leylin nodded in agreement, and received a lot of gratitude from Hussein and others.