The correct way to cultivate poros

Chapter 86 Braum's Choice

Braum held the snowball in his hand, and he had recovered from the battle just now.

"If you're not having fun, Braum can play snowball fights with you."

"You are very good, but snowballs can't kill people. I like sports that can kill people." Olaf shook off the snow scum from his beard without interest.

The two of them didn't even know each other, and Urcas suggested at the right time: "Since he proved that he is Bron, then we don't need to stay here any longer. somewhere to hide."

"Just find a cave and wait for my good news." Olaf murmured, and then Sejuani yelled at him again, and he fell silent for a while.

"Just in time, Poro told Braum that there is a cave not far from here, let Braum take you there."

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The huge body of the steel bristles blocked the howling wind and snow outside the cave, and the temperature in the cave was warm because of the existence of the bonfire.

The injured mammoth can't run very far in this kind of heavy snow, so you can rest assured to get something to eat.

Sejuani looked away from the bristle and took off the frozen scarf.She cut a large piece of the Rabidclaw's leg and stuck it on the point of a spear, roasting it over the campfire.

This kind of thing could have been done by her subordinates, but Sejuani's demeanor is to do everything by herself.Otherwise, she would not have joined the hunting team and appeared here.She was turning over the bonfire with a wooden stick, when Braum, who had already lost his temper, came to her.

"Warmother of Winter's Claw, Braum has something to say, I don't know if I should say it."

The firelight clearly illuminated the curious look on Braum's face, and Sejuani narrowed her eyes slightly.

It is said that it is a ruthless invitation, and you still ask, do you want to be swallowed with your teeth knocked out?But for the sake of Bron, Sejuani decided to give him more patience.

"What's the matter with you, warrior."

"Can Braum touch your Juvask?"

Bron smirked, Steele pricked up his ears and snorted, and the steam from the fire blew sparks out of the campfire.

Sejuani frowned and looked at him. Others avoided the steel mane for fear of being trampled to death, but this Braum wanted to get close instead.For some reason, she always felt that there was something wrong with Bron's eyes looking at the steel mane, and there was always a vague excitement of a little kid seeing delicious food during the New Year and holidays.

"It's best not to, it doesn't like you." Hearing Sejuani's cold refusal, Steel Mane's ears also dropped.

"Okay then." Bloom lamented regretfully, but the words didn't finish: "It is the biggest Juvask wild boar that Bloom has ever seen. How did you tame it?"

Sejuani turned the roast over and said, "Bristle was just a pig when I rescued it from the slaughterhouse of a Noxian warship in the early years. I've kept it ever since. , fight side by side together, no need to deliberately tame."

"Did you raise it from a young age? Then what did you feed it, so that it can grow so big?"

"It will eat whatever I eat."

Sejuani handed the roasted meat to Bron. She didn't like to scream, and she didn't want to hear him talk about it.

But Bron didn't want it, he directly said that the meat of the Rabid Claw was sour and not tasty, then he opened the mountaineering bag Zell gave him, took out a can from it, opened it, and shared the food with the Poro.

The strong aroma of canned food filled the cave, and Winter's Claw and the others gulped their saliva again and again, making gulp gulp sounds.Sejuani cursed inwardly, and casually handed the barbecue to her subordinates.

"Give it to me! This is what your comrades sacrificed their lives for! Who would dare not eat it?"

When Sejuani scolded her, thinking of her dead comrades, they were all in a bad mood. They turned their grief and anger into food, and chomped viciously on the bloody barbecue.

In the winter when food is scarce, it is good to have a bite of meat, and one more breath of life is earned.

Seeing that the atmosphere was a bit dull, Urcas said, "By the way, Olaf, when did you know that trick?"

"Which method?" Olaf gnawed on the barbecue, but his mind was thinking of the claw wine in the tribe.Sejuani was in a bad mood, and the roasted meat was even harder to swallow, and he couldn't eat it without thinking about the wine.

The meat of this crazy clawed beast tastes really bad, not as good as a fat mammoth, it's full of fat after one bite, alas... If I had cut that guy off a long time ago, it would be over.

In fact, Olaf thinks so, but it doesn't mean that he can single out the mammoth.Before he met Sejuani, he didn't think about the success rate at all when he did things, and he just went ahead and said it.

"It was thunder," said Urcas.

"Since the last time I was with the Bearman..."

"Ahem." Sejuani's cough covered Olaf's voice, and the latter followed her gesture to look at Bronn, and immediately closed his mouth.

Sacrificing killing and death to the giant bear is definitely the stupidest decision Sejuani has ever made in her life.After that night of slaughter, many things changed.

Among them was Sejuani herself.

After eating, Bron took out another blanket and spread it out, and motioned for Sejuani to sit on it too.

"I don't need it." It's not hypocritical, Sejuani herself is also a powerful Iceborn, and the cold is not to be feared.

"Did you guys never want to attack the village?" Braum remembered what Zell had said to him, and he planned to take this opportunity to do something.

To Sejuani, Braum was neither an enemy nor a friend. After thinking about it, she felt that there was no need to hide anything.

"If the mammoth hunt fails, that's what we intend to do."

"I can help you hunt mammoths, as long as you stop slaughtering the people of Avarosa." Bron said, "I know that your Winter's Claw often lacks food, and many people will starve to death every winter. Less than half of the children survive to grow up."

"Tell me your conditions." Sejuani was a little moved. If Bron joined, the hunt would undoubtedly go much smoother.

"No conditions. For Braum, the Freljord people are brothers and sisters. Braum doesn't want to see his family starve to death, let alone kill each other."

The intention turned into an accident, and Sejuani was amused and surprised: "Aren't you afraid that Winter's Claw will come to rob Avarosa after eating and having strength? To be kind to the enemy is to be cruel to yourself. They If only we starved to death in the winter, and they're doing just that, building walls and putting up defenses, there's no way Winter's Claw and Avarosa can be at peace."

"War Mother, would you still plunder if there was enough food? Are any of you born to take pleasure in killing? You just have to ask yourself and tell Braum the answer." Braum's voice became deep and rhythmic.

"No." Sejuani let out a heavy breath, "Nobody likes that."

"Then Bron told you that a mammoth can alleviate the food problem of Winter's Claw for seven days, and in exchange for seven days of peace in Avarosa. For Bron, this is very worthwhile."

Looking at Bron, Sejuani grinned and said, "You are such an interesting guy, even more interesting than that guy Olaf."

"Who is calling me?" Olaf, half asleep and half awake, scratched his ears and opened his sleepy eyes.

"You heard wrong, go to sleep."

(End of this chapter)