It's so easy to find a good tailor in the tribe!
Rurik didn't run around either. Whoever made the quilt for him before was now looking for those women.
Five seamstresses were tasked with making the clothes, and each of them was ordered to make ten suits of pure linen.
The so-called clothes include trousers, a belt and a long robe for the upper body. Even, there are underwear.
Underwear? Isn't it strange? Not only that, but these seamstresses felt that Rurik refused to order long dresses for his new female servants, insisting that they wear many masculine clothes. They really couldn't figure out Rurik's preferences. After all, it was the benefactor's request. The benefactor gave him a lot of money, so what nonsense was there?
Rurik deliberately ordered a batch of extra clothes. According to his requirements, all the clothes were very simple gray and white, with only the waistband being black.
He does have a bad taste, for example, his maids all put on black and white mixed skirts, special clothing like boli stockings, white lace aprons, and hydrangea-like headdresses on their heads.
What a Victorian maid. It's a girl with this image who appears in the dirty and slightly chaotic Roseburg. It's like a phoenix falling into a quail's nest. It's very inappropriate.
All the maids wear the same style of clothes. After some simple military training, they can wear the same clothes. According to the master's order, they become the master's assistant and guard of honor. Even if they are all without makeup, they are definitely Beautiful scenery.
In fact, the clothes of servants are not strictly differentiated between men and women. Rurik actually hopes that the clothes of his maids and male servants will be simple and practical. In this era, of course, girls had to wear skirts, and Rurik wanted his maids to wear pants in addition to skirts. Is it unnecessary? Rurik himself didn’t think so. Because they are destined to participate in labor and contribute greatly to the appreciation of their wealth. Essentially, they need to please their masters.
This owner is extraordinary! Rurik did not want them to wear heavy makeup. Rurik hopes that when they grow up, they can wear tight clothes and be better able to participate in labor production. But they will also clearly display the female figure because of this, fearing that their own group of conservative tribesmen will think that their leader Rurik is a weirdo.
The women claimed that the clothes they ordered could be made in just three days.
All the linen will be provided by Rurik, and the work will begin the next day after buying good linen. Rurik still promised them a processing fee of only one silver coin, which was warmly welcomed by the tailors. One silver coin is already a lot! The quick-thinking tailor even realized that he could collect the leftovers from cutting linen. In this way, after handing in the errand, I can sew the leftover materials into a pair of gloves or something like that.
Uniform servant attire soon emerged, and all clothing could be used by both men and women. In other words, its structure was designed to be practical and unisex.
The servants had to wait two days before getting the clothes.
However, Rurik felt that his only male servant Kamne, after sending the maids back to his residence, took Kamne personally to the blacksmith Klavason.
I'm afraid that the senior blacksmith would immediately grab Kamne and wash himself off, then throw him a piece of clothing.
After all, as a blacksmith's apprentice, the rags from Novgorod could be thrown into the furnace as fuel.
So, is Clavarson really that happy to accept Kamne as his apprentice?
He had to be willing, he had no choice!
Rurik went home first, but found that his father had not returned.
"Is he still in the chief priest's room, helping me criticize the drunken priestesses?"
Rurik's guess was absolutely correct.
Otto led his men to investigate and captured all the drunken female priests on the spot. He didn't have to worry about it at all. These drunken women were lying around in a haphazard manner. Catching them was basically the same as "picking up corpses".
Even Bona, who claimed to be the real high priest soon, was now like mud, exuding a strong smell of alcohol.
It wasn't until Otto's big-eared melon slapped her that Bona's head came to her senses. Facing the angry face of the big leader, her remaining consciousness suddenly thought that she had missed something important!
Of course, Otto came in a hurry, not just to teach the priestesses a lesson.
In order to please the big leader, Haro Zuosen prepared a "big gift package" for him on behalf of all the tribesmen participating in the expedition, and a batch of silver was stored in An's longhouse of priests.
Priests in the past did not drink alcohol, but they did become drunk.
The culprit is the wine in those pottery jars!
Otto seized two heavy pottery urns on the spot that were still tightly stuffed with corks. He opened the cork, and the aroma of wine immediately overflowed! Even the aroma was completely different from the ale he knew. The aroma was really too strong.
Otto took a tentative sip.
"Ah! Good wine!"
Otto's praise immediately attracted Harold Zosen and Aric to follow suit. Immediately afterwards, other followers swarmed up and helped the priestesses drink the wine.
The big leader drank the finely brewed ale, and Boona was in a bad mood. She was dizzy, covering her face that was swollen by the big leader's slap with both hands, and struggled to greet the other priests.
Finally, Otto found Vilia who was still resting in the high priest's room.
Seeing Otto's sudden appearance, Villa was so excited that she cried.
Because, in her heart, if she had a son, he should be like Otto.
"You're finally back!" She crawled out of the fur quilt with a hoarse voice.
Villa, she really looked like an old mother today. With tears in her eyes, she threw herself into Otto's arms, just like she threw herself into the arms of her middle-aged son who suddenly returned from a long journey.
"Oh, High Priest, is there any hateful person who has wronged you? And those priests, what happened to them?"
Villa, who rested her head on Otto's chest, did not shy away from her hatred.
"Bona, she..."
"What's wrong with her?" Otto asked nervously. "Did she make you angry?"
"That's her! She thinks she can replace me, and she has plans to get rid of me. I really missed it, why did I choose her as the next priestess? I'm not dead yet! Bona has already claimed to be the high priest. !”
Villa's words immediately resonated strongly with the young and energetic Arik.
"Big Chief, what the high priest said is absolutely true. None of us like that Bona, the woman you just slapped."
Otto suddenly looked at his nephew and said, "Go on!"
"As commanded."
In order to show his anger, of course Arik had to make things more serious. Now, Haro Zuosen also followed Arik's wishes. The two of them knew that Otto was already angry, but they were still adding fuel to the fire.
It was this oil that made Villa very happy.
Otto gritted his teeth in anger!
People's hearts are made of flesh, and Otto fully understood Vilia's close attitude toward him, as well as her care and teaching of her only son Rurik, and Otto was full of gratitude.
Could he not be grateful?
Rurik's noble status is exactly what Vilia tried his best to promote.
In Otto's view, no one can threaten Vilia's status, let alone anyone dare to neglect her. The current situation is that Bona wants to "help Vilia die so that she can be replaced."
Otto held the hilt of the sword and gritted his teeth and said, "That Bona, she should die!"
"Then, kill her!" Vilia responded in a vicious voice.
Otto already understood this.
He raised his head, looked at Harozolson and Arik, put his left hand on his neck, and made a terrible gesture. "There will never be that woman again."
At this moment, Arik and Haro Zuosen were a little worried.
"Big leader, really? In the chief priest's house?" Arik asked worriedly.
Harold Johnson continued, "Even if you really do it, you have to trick the woman into doing it outdoors. This place is sacred. It shouldn't...should not be stained by the blood of evil people."
"That's fine. Arik!" Otto glared at his eldest nephew with sharp eyes, "That bastard will definitely be detrimental to your brother. You! Do it! There is no need for blasphemers in the sanctuary."
However, Arik still hesitated.
Vilia slowly sat upright. She thought about it quietly, then she was cruel, looked into Arik's eyes, and commanded hoarsely, "Arik, follow the orders of the big leader. Don't worry, I have chosen the new big boss." leader."
"Yes!" Arik stood up, shook his neck and left the room with the two young men.
Bona is still sitting in the hall of the longhouse covering her swollen face, along with many priestesses in a daze.
Their confused heads retained the last bit of sanity. They were sitting quietly to sober up, and they were also reflecting on the important things they had missed.
Arik and two strong men suddenly appeared, followed closely by Harold Johnson.
Without any nonsense, they drove Bona outdoors. After all, they did not want the sacred longhouse of the priests to be stained with blood.
Bo Na didn't know what happened yet. She was dizzy and groaning, and then she was pulled to a secret place.
At the deer pen next to the longhouse, Aric drank countless blood with his steel sword. Without any hesitation, he stabbed the confused Bona cleanly on the spot.
Bona died in a daze while drunk, and everything she longed for was lost in her daze.
Bona didn't feel any strong pain, she just felt that she suddenly couldn't breathe, and then she spit out a mouthful of blood, and some of it stuck to Arik's clothes.
She was slowly brought down by Orlick, and then the three of them stabbed her several times one after another.
Executed while drunk, she never imagined that her life would end in this way.
Bona's plain robe was stained with blood, her eyes were closed forever, only her body was still twitching from time to time.
Death comes very suddenly!
"Aric, is this really appropriate for us? I actually executed a priest." A strong man who had experienced battles and killed enemies couldn't help but feel deeply afraid of his actions.
"Yeah, I'm really worried about God's vengeance," said another.
Arik's face was livid, and he spat again at the dead Bona.
"Bah, you two are so naive. Both the high priest and the chief gave her death. Don't forget how arrogant this woman was when dividing the money. Now, you two dig a hole on the spot, and everything is over. .”
The two strong men quickly dug a shallow pit, and Bo Na buried it hastily.
Arik's clothes were stained with blood, and he returned to the longhouse carrying the bloody sword as strong evidence.
The priestesses who witnessed Bona being taken away saw a young man returning with a bloody sword, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged.
"High Priest, we have finished our work." Arik handed over the red sword to prove that this statement was true.
Looking at the blood stains, Vilia suddenly felt in a trance.
She silently muttered, "Bona, if you were just an ordinary priest, you wouldn't be like this."
The solid relationship between the priests and the chiefs is the key to the long-term stability of the Ross tribe. Especially in the past ten years or so, the tribe has experienced unprecedented stability and peace.
Even if times change, this alliance must last forever.
This is Bona's sin. She thinks that as long as she serves as the high priest, she can give orders unscrupulously? Maybe it was meant to be this way.
But Otto's anger was that the woman seemed to have fallen into continuous pleasure. What was the use of such a priest?
Otto did feel that his actions were a bit hasty, but he didn't know that Villa had already had murderous intentions.
Now that the person has been killed, Otto has to ask the key question, "High Priest, who do you think is your real successor?"
"Lumia."
"What?" Otto was a little confused.
Vilia hurriedly said seriously, "Rurik's servant, Rumia, she is the successor."
"Her?" Otto was shocked, "But she is a deer herder."
"Don't you think it's inappropriate? Is it appropriate for a drunkard to be the high priest? Remember, it was Odin who spared that girl's life. Everything is fate."
Otto thought about it, and that was indeed the case. No one knows this better than Otto. Of all the prisoners captured, how could Rumia miraculously survive?
"Is she really suitable?" Otto still asked cautiously, "Maybe that girl is indeed extraordinary. I am still worried about the clan members..."
"Worried that her tribe will oppose her? Oh, forget it." Vilia shook her head meaningfully, "You have no idea what your son has done in the past three months. It's really a blessing from God, Liuli Ke is already winning over the clan members. He will be a leader a hundred times better than you."
Hearing this, Otto felt secretly happy.
Villa continued to say in a hoarse voice, "If we are just doing sacrificial rituals, any priest who understands the process can do it directly. The high priest is not an ordinary priest. The high priest must be a noble person, a pious person." A person whose spirit will not be easily polluted. I have been teaching Rumia for many years, and I believe that I did not make a mistake this time."
"This..." Otto was still very confused. He didn't expect that the prisoner whom he despised and whom only Rurik paid special attention to had a very high reputation in Vilia. It seemed that the huge Ross tribe could not find a second one. A qualified candidate for the high priest from his own clan.
Bona has been killed, it has become an established fact.
Vilia suddenly asked, "Otto, do you think that I am actually a cruel woman?"
"You? Why are you so cruel? You are kind, great, and just." Otto said a bunch of words of praise, and his words came from the bottom of his heart without flattery.
"I gave you permission to get rid of Bona. Well, I am indeed cruel, and I don't have much time left. I pray that Odin will grant me a few more years of life, so that Rurik can grow bigger, Lumi So is Ya."
"So, has Valhalla responded to you?" Otto simply knelt down on his knees and held Vilia's withered hand. "You will definitely become the new Valkyrie. Until then, I hope you can continue to live a long life. , continue to protect us. Maybe I should take Rurik to the altar to pray in person and pray for Valhalla."
Vilia smiled, "They didn't give a clear response, but my body has recovered a lot. Maybe this is God's answer. I should be able to live on for a few more years. The tribe is everything to me, you know, Otto. All of you are like my children and my relatives. I will not allow anyone to threaten the stability of the tribe, and there should be no greedy priests. I hope that the dead Bona can warn others."
