Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 87

2021-08-01

Chapter 87 Dancing to the Netherworld River
The night is late, but the Red Pine Manor is not silent .

The Veneta went back to rest after eating and drinking, but the Hurd banquet would not end like this.

After a final check of preparations, Winters dragged his exhausted body onto the plank. He just wanted to take the time to rest for a while, but he couldn't fall asleep at all.

Not because he was nervous, but because it was too loud—the Hurds didn't seem to be enjoying themselves just eating and drinking, and began to beat their drums and sing again.

Winters sleeps so lightly that he can't fall asleep with just the slightest sound—sorcerers generally have poor sleep—not to mention the constant noise pollution of the Heards. -
Lying on the plank for a long time tossing and turning, but he couldn't sleep anyway. Several times, just as one foot entered the threshold of dreamland, it was pulled out by the sound of drums and singing outside the house.

After being awakened several times in the half-sleep, Winters' anger grew. He wanted to brew some sleep-aiding herbs to drink, but after fumbling for a long time, he remembered that he had already given all the herbs to Karman.

Angrily, Winters fiercely threw the pillow on the ground: "[Incompetent, furious, vulgar words]! What are you doing if you don't sleep in the middle of the night!"

Not sleeping at all, Winters wears Jacket kicked open the door, and angrily found old Hestas, who was vaguely the spiritual leader of this group of people.

"Are you coming to our feast too? Mr. Montagne?" Hestas sat contentedly by the fire, looking towards Winters with a smile on his face.

Seeing this old man of Hurd, Winters got angry. In a state of neurasthenia, his rationality could no longer restrain the urge to curse: "Why don't you take a good rest before departure?"

Hearing Winters' vulgar words, Hess Tas was not angry, but still smiled: "The banquet must be finished. In the language of the Hurds, the word 'banquet' consists of the words 'eat' and 'laugh'. A meal is not enough. Banquets are an important part of the Hurd people's lives, and these children have never been to a banquet since they were sold here."

Smiles away, so did Winters. sorry to say dirty words again.

Beside the bonfire, several Heard men danced, and Hestas stared at the dancers by the fire.

Completely different from Veneta's ballroom dancing, the Hurd people are dancing intensely and unrestrainedly. In Winters' view, it's more of a show of physical fitness than a dance.

The Heard men kicked the ground, flapping their arms against their chests and calves. They squat or jump up, completing difficult dance moves one after another.

Even Winters, who came in anger, was sucked in by the unrestrained dance.

"It's 'Cour Valletta,'" said Hestas trance. "To the dance of the Netherworld River."

"The Netherworld River? What is it?" Winters asked with some uncertainty.

"It is the river that separates the living from the dead. In our legend, the dead cross the Netherworld River and never return to the world." Hestas said lightly: "youngster, they are jumping It is to go to the dance of death. We are determined to die, but please keep your promise to send women and children back to the land of the Heards."

Winters is silent: "I never trust promises. and vows, but all I can give you is promises. If I'm alive, I'll personally arrange for them to go home. If I die, Serbian Ti Corps Head will take care of it, and I've left him a letter ."

"I trust you because I know you are a person with a sense of honor." Hestas sighed: "Just send the woman and child back. For a tribe, no What is more important than women and children, even if all the men die, as long as the women and children survive, the tribe will soon be prosperous."

"But can there be no men in the tribe to protect them?"

Hestas smiled: "The Hurds here are all from different tribes, and many of them were originally enemies. When they return to the grasslands, they will naturally return to their relatives. "

"Who are you?"

"Me? I'm just a shaman without a tribe." Hestas changed his seat and no longer confronted Winters. Video: "It's just that I found my own tribe in the land of the Foreign Race people."

Winters sat down and asked, "What do you mean by shaman? Is it a magician?"

"No, the shaman is just the person responsible for communicating with Heavenly God. As for the magician you are talking about...there is no magician among the Heards."

"Yes You can really do things that others can't, right?" Winters kept asking: "I see, you let the oil spontaneously ignite, and you can't do it if you are not skilled enough in fire burning."

"Some shamans can indeed do things that others can't," Hestas said calmly. "But it's all a gift from Heavenly God, and Heavenly God has chosen us so that we can use these abilities."

Winters slapped himself on the thigh hard, and for the first time came into contact with another dive technique system, his voice was shaking: "Then what is your training mode? I mean...you are How to select those children who have been gifted by Heavenly God, and how to make their abilities grow?"

Hestas looked at Winters with a faint smile, but said nothing.

There are users of the divide technique in this world, and there are many users of the divide technique in the Catholic Church. The existence of gods that the 35th Association does not agree with, but the effect of the dive technique is real, which makes the atheism theory of the alliance sorcerer unable to be self-consistent.

In this regard, there is a hypothesis circulating in the Magic Warfare Bureau: that the users of the dive technique are also sorcerers, but their system of using sorcerer abilities is different from that of the alliance sorcerers.

But this assumption can only stay on the assumption that the divide technique is the unspread secret of the Catholic Church, and the Magic Warfare Bureau cannot know the content of the divide technique system, nor can it find the priest's body to dissection.

But now, Winters has discovered that a similar system of divide techniques exists in aliens outside of "civilization." People who pride themselves on being civilized do not think that there are also users of the divide technique and magicians among the wild nomads, but this old man in front of him obviously can use the ability similar to the divide technique.

Perhaps this exotic dive technique could be used to break the system of the Catholic Church's dive technique. Thinking of this, Winters almost trembled with excitement.

But the thin, dark old man in front of him smiled and looked at Winters without saying a word.

Seeing the corners of the mouth and the playful eyes of each other's faint smile, Winters was discouraged. Since the Catholic Church strictly guards the secrecy of the dive technique, so do the shamans of the Hurds.

"Can't say yes?" Winters sighed.

"I can tell you, but can you keep it a secret for me?"

Suddenly, Winters nodded: "Yes, of course."

"Well, I can too."

The speechless Winters stood up, patted the dirt and grass clippings on his pants, and said angrily, "You guys go on, I'm going back to sleep."

"Youngster, why sleep for a long time before you die, you will sleep forever after you die." Hestas looked very happy now.

"Yeah, if you don't sleep well when you're alive, you'll naturally be buried in the ground and sleep forever." Winters immediately pushed back, he suddenly thought of something again, and asked the old man with a strange expression : "I said, you have eaten meat, drank wine, and danced. According to this atmosphere, will you be going to..."

He didn't say what it was, but The left hand made a half fist, and then used the middle finger of the right hand to "pa slap" a few times.

Under normal circumstances, Winters would never have made such obscene movements, but he was not only nervous, but also in a very bad mood. The dam of reason has collapsed, and now he just wants to disgust the old bastard in front of him.

Hestas smiled and replied calmly; "I think, it should be."

"Tomorrow we are going to kill the Tanirians, yours If you don't get a good rest tonight, you're drinking, dancing, and sunbathing, how the hell do you still have the strength to fight tomorrow?" The old man's attitude made Winters furious.

didn't expect The old shaman didn't take it seriously, and said generously: "Men are going to go to hell tomorrow, don't you think it makes sense to not let them last with women? Maybe no one can come back, so naturally they have to find a way to pass on their bloodline. The same is true for you, if you die tomorrow, your bloodline will be broken, don't you feel sorry? Well...if you want , I can also help you pull the strings, I think there will be some women who will like your good body."

If it is the usual virgin young Winters, I am afraid that my face is blushing to the bottom of my ears now, but I don't have enough sleep now. Winters of Winters, already possessed by another personality, shot back viciously: "You shamans of the Hurds are still in charge of pulling skins?"

"Women are attracted to men as men are attracted to men. It's normal for a woman to be attracted. If a girl wants you, it means you are attractive, which is a compliment to you." The old shaman Hestas said with a natural expression.

Winters suddenly realized: either the old man's face has grown to a certain extent, or the old man's spiritual realm has surpassed him by several levels.

Anyway, no matter how vicious what he said, it couldn't hurt the old man one bit.

"You are very tall and strong, and you seem to be a Chosen One, bringing in the bloodline of the Chosen One is a great blessing to my tribe, let me Is it wrong to pass on a better bloodline?" The old shaman asked solemnly: "You don't need a good horse to match a mare for breeding horses, do you still use a sloppy horse?"

This set of old man The serious heresy and the series of rainbow farts made Winters with a vicious personality unable to speak. Winters blushed and retorted: "Humans are humans! Not beasts!"

"Humans It's no different from animals." Hestas said with a light smile: "The good people are the best animals, and the bad people are the worst animals. The stallions in the horse herd are always fighting for the right to mate, and the men in the tribe are all the time. We all want to pass on our bloodline. Humans are animals, there is not much difference.”

“Humans and animals are different.” Winters wanted to refute, but he suddenly felt that the force of this sentence was too low. .

Look at the living conditions of these Hurd slaves and Senas contract slaves. Are they really treated as adults by the Kalman family? They are people, but they are also animals that walk upright, and they don't even own it.

“Humans also have animal instincts, but unlike animals, humans can suppress those instincts.” Winters knew that such remarks would not convince the other party. He thought about it for a while, then smiled and said, "I have a good friend who is taller and stronger than me. He has long legs, a tiger-backed waist, and Peak's sword technique master. If there is a chance in the future, I will introduce him to you for breeding. ."

The old shaman happily nodded.

Remembering Axel, Winters not only let out a long sigh. But only a month and a half has passed, and life in the military academy already seems like a dream.

My self two months ago would never have imagined that two months later I would hide in an enemy's island above the sea, and lead a squad slave and remnants to fight the enemy. desperately.

What is Axel doing now?
Winters had lost his temper, not even a thought of anger, all he felt was tiredness.

He bowed to Mustas, and the old shaman straightened his back and accepted it calmly.

Winters turned and left, returning to the temporary accommodation.

With a kick of his boots, he fell on the bed, and soon fell asleep.

I don't know how long it took, and I don't know where he came from, Winters entered a gladiatorial arena, he was carrying a shield and lance, and the people next to him were smearing olive oil on him.

The olive oil starts on the feet, then the waist, then the chest, then...where the fuck is this!
The thing that applies the olive oil...is it the hand? is the hand! It's hot, it's soft...not a man's hand, it's a woman's hand!
Winters, who was sleeping, woke up suddenly, and pushed the strange woman away from him - a Heard woman really touched the room!

Winters, who was woken up for the second time, were both shocked and angry. When he got up, he had no suspense and overwhelming impulse. He was furious without the slightest hesitation and cursed with sound explosion: "get lost!"

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The unfamiliar woman who fell on the ground was startled by the deafening pop, and ran out screaming. The whole manor probably heard this roar, and the singing and drums of the Heards outside the house stopped.

Exhausted, Winters fell back into bed with tinnitus and slept soundly. This time, no one dared to disturb him again.

——Cut——

In Jade City on the other side of the sea, the Army Command of the United Provinces Republic.

Axel, who was on the night shift, was awakened by a knock on the door.

A senior stood anxiously at the door of the duty room, out of breath, and said, "Three to zero unanimously approved... condemnation... mobilization order... war budget..."

Senior swallowed his saliva, tried his best to calm his breath, and clung to Axel's arm tightly: "...We...we are going to send troops."

——cut——

In the Hurd longhouse, the half-eldest who ambushed Winters served Hestace lying on the meadow.

"Don't go with you tomorrow, the Veneta people will send you back to the grasslands and protect your elder sister back to find your big brother." Even if the two were alone, Hestas still used blunt words. Continent speaks.

"[Herde] I'm no longer a child, and I can kill people," said the half-eldest boy in disapproval.

Hestas tapped the lower half of the head with his withered hand: "Speak the language of the two-legged man, not our language. When you get home, you should also practice two The language of the legged people... it's a pity I can't practice with you at that time."

"[Common language] Those two-legged people are just trying to use us." Continent said: "I don't understand why you want to do business with them, and... also hold a kurshitahi ceremony with that guy..."

"You fool, you want to live here forever Do you want to be a slave on the island? Do you still remember what the grassland is like, if you wait for your child to be born, they will be a complete slave." Hestas rubbed half of the child's hair: "This is the best thing for you to return to your homeland. Chances are, if we don't pay the blood money, even the Veneta won't set us free if they take this island."

The half-eldest said "oh".

"I know you're not convinced, you're not convinced by the two-legged man." Hestas said earnestly: "There's nothing to be against, we really lost, otherwise we wouldn't be here. I By teaching you their language, I want you to be able to learn their knowledge, only by learning from those who defeated us, the defeat will not be fought in vain, and your children will not be enslaved like us..."

Outside the house, the Hurds who were in charge of finishing put out the bonfire.

The feast is over, only blood and fire remain.

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