For the first time, Rurik called his father by his first name, still speaking to his father with that noble tone.
No child in the entire tribe had ever behaved like this before, and it was precisely because it was unprecedented that everyone was deeply shocked when they smelled it.
Otto sat on the ground in a daze for a while, and Niya knelt on the snow at a loss.
After all, Rurik is just a child in form. He thrust his father's sword into the snow again to vent his anger. The blade shook from side to side. Then he picked up the dropped knife and put it back into the leather sheath on his belt.
Here, it was deathly quiet.
Gradually, the shocked people recovered.
Many people feel that today Rurik is clearly challenging his father's authority.
There are also many people who feel that Otto's anger was indeed a mistake, because Rurik won the victory with his own strength alone, and it was Rurik's own business how to punish the erring servants afterwards. Even as a father, Otto should not overstep his authority.
However, there were still some people who, after the situation calmed down, began to tell ancient legends. Brünnhilde once disobeyed Odin, but was easily punished by Odin.
Along the way, these warriors listened to the leader Otto's muttering too much. The leader kept claiming that the reason why the captured girl was still alive was because of the Valkyrie's orders.
People have even begun to make horrifying assumptions, and it has become an excellent topic of conversation during the boring winter.
That means there is definitely something fishy about this girl’s attack on Rurik! This is basically a bedtime story about Brünnhilde rebelling against Odin and then being punished by Odin. It is repeated in the mortal world!
Isn’t Rurik “Blessed by Odin”? Isn't this girl "a servant of Odin's Blesser"?
Rurik's actions made Otto have mixed emotions. He was happy that his son was indeed a brave man, but he was also unhappy that his son challenged him when he was only seven years old.
For more than ten years, no one in the tribe has dared to challenge him head-on, and now only Aiko has made such a move.
Overall, Otto was very happy that his son did have the courage to inherit the position of leader, but his son pardoned the death penalty of the deer herder girl, which made him feel a little worried.
Otto was afraid that the girl would find another opportunity and stab his own Rurik to death.
However, although the ancient legend was quickly mentioned among the tribe, Otto suddenly realized it.
It was another night sleeping rough in the snow. The deer herder girl was still alive, but her hands and feet were still tied up. What was different from before was that she had slept in a simple and independent tent at Rurik's strong request.
This night, due to safety reasons, Rurik was closely protected by his parents, and his small body slept between them.
"After sleeping this night, we can return to Roseburg safely after the short day tomorrow." Seeing that his son had fallen asleep, Otto cautiously leaned into his wife Niya's ear and murmured.
"Yeah, a lot of deer survived, and we made a fortune. But what about the girl? Do you believe the myth is repeating itself with our son?"
"Are you doubting it?" Otto said cautiously: "Is what everyone said wrong? You also saw that Rurik subdued the girl by himself. I really did something wrong, and Rurik only It’s the girl’s owner.”
"You are indeed a little reckless." Niya breathed a sigh of relief, "But it is also the behavior a good father should do. But the whole incident should be the test given to us by the Valkyrie. Rurik did it, and I think from then on , that girl will be a loyal servant with peace of mind. Well... she will only be loyal to our son."
"Hehe." Otto listened and thought a lot: "At least I can see that he can grow into a qualified leader, especially when he holds my sword."
"Yes!" Niya sighed happily: "A bit like you when you were young, a natural leader."
Otto couldn't help but think of his childhood. He subconsciously stroked his wife's hair, which turned from gold to white. "But you are not a wild girl. I am several years older than you, and our son should be the same. He His wife must also be many years younger than him."
"You think too much." Niya shook her head happily: "Maybe you should go to the ally tribe to arrange a marriage for him. It's still too early to talk about these things now."
"Then pray! Pray that we can live longer. When he is twelve years old, I will do these things for him."
Rurik fell asleep so quietly. He had no idea what his parents said late at night.
Until the family was woken up by the noise outside, and people started their last day's journey!
Eating on the snow is not a great feeling.
It was dark and there was no light. Rurik counted the time. He could estimate how short the day was today.
People sit by the bonfire in the camp, longing for the warmth brought by the flames, and also counting on the dancing flames to roast the venison.
The meat was not cleaned of blood at all, and the hungry people didn't care about the bad fishy smell. They just sprinkled a handful of salt or nothing at all, and gnawed at the half-cooked meat.
After all these years, Rurik still hopes that the food can be further cooked. It is true that the life of everyone in the tribe is too primitive. Considering that people’s pursuit of food must be engraved in their genes, they must change their preference for eating hair and drinking blood. In terms of style, we really need an authority to stand up and give advice.
In Rurik's view, since the tribe already has the technology to cast iron pots for cooking meat, it is not difficult to cast an iron pot with a wide mouth.
There are meat cuts and wooden boards, and the refined seal oil, deer oil and butter are always on hand, and salt is not scarce (although coarse salt is used).
This place already has everything for cooking, but no one has ever thought that it can be cooked like this.
Not only that, Rurik looked around and saw that everyone around the bonfire was not without tableware.
Some people just hold the meat on the wooden sticks and gnaw hard, while others are more elegant, cutting the meat with a knife, and then inserting the tip of the knife into the meat piece and putting it into their mouth.
In addition to knives, the other most important piece of tableware is a spoon, which is specially used for drinking soup.
The pocket knife you carry is really a multifunctional tool. Now it is a cutlery and a weapon in special moments.
Thinking of this, Rurik still felt a dull pain in his neck. If he touched the wound, it would feel really bad.
Moreover, the initiator of everything is sitting in front of him!
Rurik realized that this girl was definitely many years older than him, maybe she was ten or twelve years old.
Taking advantage of the bright firelight, Rurik turned sideways and saw her face clearly, as well as her hands and feet that were still bound.
The girl stared blankly at the flames, dumbfounded. No one knows how her previous night passed, and now she seems to have lost her soul.
She sat there blankly. Rurik was no longer wary of this girl. After all, it was just a fight, and this girl could only be dealt with easily by him.
But it was his own parents. Rurik could see that his father Otto was really full of hostility towards the girl.
It's really ironic to think about it. My father kept saying, "The Valkyrie spares her life" and "She is destined to be my son's servant."
Judging from the current results, she is indeed living well and is also her own servant.
It was this servant who once tried to take his master's life.
