our family is gone

Chapter 186 Tribal secrets
"This can't be given to you now, let's talk about it when we go back."

The doctor was very interested in the incense in Lance's hand, and was about to reach out to take it, but saw Lance put it away.

"It's too dangerous to study here. Do you want the whole ship to die with you?"

Lance found that this guy looked calm and calm, but he was actually a reckless man. Did she use his big heart in the wrong place?
The doctor couldn't help feeling disappointed when she heard this, but she also knew that there was no such condition now.

"Let's take a look at this first, to understand."

Lance left her some reviewed books, mainly related to illustrations, materials, and alchemy.

In fact, there are many extraordinary creatures in this world, but ordinary people don't have this awareness, so when the doctor looked through those books, she realized that they were somewhat familiar.

She has a certain amount of knowledge about these, but she didn't know that these were so useful before.

It has to be said that after she chose to accept these and started researching, she focused her attention on it, even ignoring Lance.

Lance didn't have anything to say about this, so he just left the room and let her do it slowly.

Anyway, looking at the situation now, she has been stabilized and she has been shown the way.

It's just that after he came out, he seemed to realize a very serious problem, that is, where did he sleep?

For fishing just now, although the fish was caught, the bait was also swallowed.

Lance couldn't bear to drive her back to sleep with that guy Boudica.

The place on the ship is crowded, unless he is willing to go down to the cargo hold to be crowded with those people, I guess they don't mind, and are even happy.

But for Lance, it's better to pitch a tent on the deck. There are some things he can't reveal in front of those people.

After thinking about it, Lance went straight back to Boudica's room, intending to tidy up the floor.

After the last boat ride, Boudica actually got used to it a lot, at least he didn't vomit anymore, it was just that he was unsteady and dizzy.

Just in this way, she won't bluff and have nowhere to vent her energy.

She couldn't help being a little surprised when she found Lance beating the floor.

"Boss, why are you back?"

"I'll make do with you for a few days."

"Will Boss want to sleep with me? But I'm having a hard time right now~"

"..." Lance paused, with black lines all over his head.

What is this child thinking?The brain is knocked out by the waves, right?

But still explained.

"I gave up my room to the doctor, so I have to squeeze with you, but you sleep on the bed, I sleep here, no one will take your bed~"

"Ah~ don't you want to sleep with me?" Boudica said weakly, as if wanting to prove that he was very popular, "Those guys in the tribe really want to sleep with me, but they can't beat me~ "

"This is a bad feudal habit, we must strongly condemn it!" Lance said righteously, how could such a thing be done, isn't it completely messed up?
But when it came to this, he was also a little curious about the situation of the tribe, so he simply sat down at the foot of the bed to level the difference in height between the two, and watched her turn her face to ask about their situation.

"What's the situation of your tribe? Where is it? How big is it? How many people are there?"

Boudica suddenly opened his eyes and refused vigilantly.

"I can't say~ I will be found by those guys~"

Lance also realized something when he heard this. Although he didn't have such thoughts, it seems that she is not out of her mind to think of this!
"Tell me something I can hear. What customs do you have? What do you do on weekdays?"

Lance is also a curious baby. He still doesn't know enough about the world and is used to getting more information.

Speaking of this, Boudica also fell into memory, talking about the customs of the tribe.

Following Boudica's narration, Lance got a general idea of ​​the tribe's situation.

The structure of the tribe is very simple. The patriarch is the leader of the entire tribe. Often only the most powerful warriors can serve as the leader. Below that is the battle group gathered by those warriors. They are responsible for hunting for the tribe, and at the same time shoulder the heavy responsibility of protecting the tribe. Then there are ordinary people.

And there is another person who is independent of this system and has power beyond the patriarch, and that is the shaman.

The general tribe is usually held by the oldest elder, and the rich experience of the elder can help the tribe survive in the mountains.

In some large tribes, the shaman is usually served by someone who can interpret the spirit of the wild.

They can use the power of the wild spirit to heal injuries, bless warriors, resist curses from other tribes, make props with supernatural powers and other magical powers.

Similarly, only shamans are qualified to host the sacrificial activities of [Spirit of the Wild].

There are two kinds of sacrificial activities, large and small. One is held before hunting. The shaman gets news from the spirit of the wilderness through divination, where there is a better prey, and whether the trip is dangerous.

Also infuse those warriors with strength and let the spirit of the wild protect them.

Dedicate the best prey to the Spirit of the Wild when you return, or you will incur wrath.

There is also a large-scale sacrificial activity once a year, usually the last hunting before winter.

Because the harvest of autumn hunting is the food reserves of the snow-covered mountains, which is related to the survival of the tribe in winter. At the same time, those hungry wild beasts will also attack the tribe in winter, not to mention other tribes that snatch their prey, so this event is very important.

Because it is related to the life and death of the tribe, and the strength of the wild spirit is positively related to the strength of the tribe, so they only believe in their own wild spirit. Anyway, the barbarians have no interest in the gods of the mainland, and even look down on them.

"By the way, what is the wild spirit of your tribe?"

"Ours is the spirit of the ancestors, not a cat or a dog."

The hatred between some tribes among the barbarians was even deeper than that between them and the empire. When talking about this, Boudica showed a discriminatory attitude.

Lance didn't think of the option of ancestor worship, no wonder Boudica often called "ancestors".

"Then do you know the tribe with the white wolf as the spirit of the wilderness?"

“[The Gargoyle Tribe] They raise this kind of white wolf to help them hunt and kill.

I heard from the elders that their patriarch [War Wolf] defeated the original leader directly through challenges. As soon as he took office, he led the tribe warriors to attack the [Deer Head Tribe], plundered a lot of supplies and slaves, and gained the support of the tribe people. support. "

When talking about this, Boudica's expression was solemn, and his whole person became nervous.

"A greedy predator, but undeniably quite powerful. More importantly, this wolf warrior is very young. The elders say that it is not impossible to go even further."

Boudica seemed a little worried. He didn't know if it was simply because he was afraid of the strong, or if he was worried about whether his tribe would be affected.

Lance's expression was a little strange when he heard this. Could this Nima [Head Wolf] be the previous leader of the tribe who was kicked out by [War Wolf]?

It's no wonder that he has "White Wolf Secret Volume" on him, which is obviously related to the inheritance of the tribe.

Moreover, the extraordinary equipment on his body also highlights a luxury, which can be felt by looking at the aura lingering on it.

Lance guessed for a moment that the wolf was kicked out of the tribe, and had no choice but to live as a mercenary in the empire with his cronies. He didn't know why he offended someone, and then he was beaten until it fell into his hands.

very likely~
He has experienced the strength of the alpha wolf before. In the case of continuous fierce battles and several shots in the body, he can smash Leonard's armor and knock him into the air with one blow. At the same time, he has mastered several barbarian secrets. .

If it wasn't for his perverted ability, he and Leonard would not have been able to win so easily if he and Leonard were pulled up from serious injuries.

And the strength of this wolf warrior who can defeat the wolf leader can be imagined?

It has to be said that no matter how confident Lance is, he can't help but feel a little pressure, because there is no information mentioned in the game, and his knowledge of the mountain barbarians is only based on Boudica's mouth, which can be regarded as quite shallow.

But those guys probably won't go down the mountain and appear in the empire, and the empire won't let a barbarian tribe grow bigger, I'm thinking too much~
Lance noticed that Boudica was thinking wildly, so he simply changed the topic.

"What about you? What's your life like in the tribe?"

"Me?"

They don't cultivate the land, and their main food is tribal warriors hunting in the wilderness, plus the berries and wild vegetables picked by the woman. They will use the berries to brew fruit wine. She said it has a special fruit aroma.

For Boudica, what she usually does most is training and fighting. For her, the happiest time is when soldiers come back from hunting, eat meat and drink. Those brewed fruit wines make her fascinated~
In addition, there are very few entertainment activities, either fighting or on the way to fighting.

Because of the cruel environment in the mountains, all children have to undergo harsh training since childhood. There is no distinction between men and women here, only the size of a fist.

But Boudica showed extraordinary talent among their peers. Even after her physical development, she still beat others, and anyone who questioned her would have to face her fist.

To some extent, this experience also made her develop the domineering habit of talking with her fists.

Children in the tribe must complete a coming-of-age ceremony, which is to go alone into the wilderness to hunt and kill a beast. The strength of a beast is usually linked to the strength of a person.

Therefore, they all advocate chasing more powerful prey.

The coming-of-age ceremony for ordinary tribal warriors is like a forest wolf, but what she found was a bearded lion...

"The big guy left this for me." Boudica turned around, lifted the clothes, and could see three paw prints on the wheat-colored belly except the strong abdominal muscles.

Looking at this, Lance could imagine how critical it was at that time, as long as it was a little deeper, it would have ripped her open.

"But in the end, the big guy was carried back by me, and those boys who questioned me had nothing to say!" Boudica didn't care about his injuries, and looked carefree, even showing off.

Lance has to admit that he is a bit handsome, and the scar is also a medal for a woman.

More accurately, it should be a representative of strength.

"Then what's that on your face?"

"Cheese is the secret method of our tribe, and my battle pattern is the strongest among the group of people in our tribe!"

Speaking of this, Boudica also added something to show off.

Lance caught a question very directly.

"If there is still a difference in the quality of the battle marks, why don't you hunt those powerful beasts together instead of hunting alone? Isn't the battle marks obtained in that way stronger?

Or the head of the family chooses one, beats it until it is half disabled, and then gives it to his son. Is there a similar operation? "

When Boudica heard this, he suddenly became very angry. He didn't care about seasickness, and sat up and roared at Lance: "You insulted a soldier!"

"I don't know much about these things, and you don't tell me, how can it be considered an insult to me?"

Lance said something calmly, and almost made Boudica's brain smoke. She seemed to feel something was wrong, but she couldn't tell what was wrong...

never mind!

Boudica has never been a person who likes to use his brain, so he explained the reason straightforwardly.

"Because the weak are not recognized by the ancestors, it is difficult to bear the power brought by the battle marks."

Tribal shamans, who they prefer to call elders, will use the prey of the rite of passage as a sacrifice, mix a special thing that emits fluorescence from Boudica's mouth, and grant the battle under the witness of the ancestors. mark.

The more powerful the beasts are, the more powerful the battle scars can bring, and the effect of using different types of beasts as sacrifices is also different, so everyone is keen to hunt more powerful beasts in coming-of-age ceremonies.

Lance is no longer a novice who knew little about extraordinary power before. After reading so many books, he has learned some concepts.

If the ceremony of [Battle Scar] is also based on spirituality, it is probably because the physique cannot bear the backlash caused by such a huge spirituality, which is similar to the wolf spirit possession of the wolf tribe.

It's a pity that there is no more information in hand now, and he has never seen this kind of ceremony. Although Lance is curious, he can only stop here.

However, he discovered a very interesting thing, that is, in fact, whether it is a wild tribe or a civilized world, the extraordinary power has always been there.

A power that is older than the existence of human beings, but it has stagnated or even fallen into human infighting and regressed without studying peaceful use for so many years is really a waste.

"Then why were you expelled from the tribe?"

Boudica, who was still angry at first, was dumbfounded after hearing these words, and an indescribable loss appeared on her face.

"If you can't face the past, how can you look to the future? Your path to becoming a warrior is ahead, but you are still stagnant. No one can help you~"

Lance was agitating. He didn't really chat with her casually. He didn't have so much time to waste. He just wanted to take this opportunity to get her to speak, step by step from unimportant places, and finally touched the secrets of the tribe, and then The past in her heart.

Corruption has always existed in Hamlet. If it has obvious psychological weaknesses, it is likely to be defeated. He does not need those wastes.

"My cowardice disgraces my companions..."

Boudica finally spoke, and Lance also understood what happened that year.

She completed the trial and joined the battle group with extraordinary achievements. At that time, she was only 14 years old, far from the age to join the battle group.

Many people in the tribe questioned whether she was ready, but she soon proved herself with her fists, and those detractors also paid the blood price, and only then did the doubts about her joining the battle group subside.

Just in that year, the people of the tribe discovered that an army had invaded, threatening the safety of the tribe.

But under the protection of the ancestral spirits, no one is more familiar with this mountain forest than them. For this reason, the patriarch plans to start a battle in advance. As a tribal warrior, he is naturally qualified to join the battle.

On the eve of departure, she drank with her tribe and wished success.

She is ready to kill and be praised forever by her clan.

They lay in ambush on the only way the team must pass. The tribal warriors had already set their arrows on their bowstrings and clenched their weapons tightly.

As long as those people fell into an ambush, the feathered arrows would pass through the heads of those guys, the ax blade would cut off their limbs and disembowel them, and the warrior holding the halberd would even cut them in half.

It's just that these only exist in fantasy, and the reality is that what they encountered was an elite force.

Under the leadership of the leader of the war group, they launched an attack on that team. These soldiers had rich experience in fighting against the enemy, and they did not panic in the face of the sudden attack, but stabilized the front line.

If it's just that, it's okay, and the strength of these barbarian fighters will not be too bad.

But the problem lies in the gap in equipment. Those soldiers are all wearing fine armor and holding two-handed swords.

The weapons in the hands of the tribe that can easily cut through the body of the prey have no effect on it. On the contrary, those soldiers wielding long swords in their hands can easily cause damage to the tribe without armor.

With severed limbs and the head of an owl, he disemboweled her people and harvested her people with a slaughter-like attitude.

And the leader holding the big ax cut the person in two with one axe, and then let out a arrogant laugh, which resounded throughout the valley.

The clansman splashed blood in front of her, and the internal organs such as intestines were scattered all over the ground, and the half of the body wailed for a long time before completely dying.

She still remembers the way that tribesman looked at her before she died, as if she didn't understand why she flinched?
At this moment, she was stunned. In the past, she had faced only animals in hunting, and she had only been able to do it with her clansmen, but this was the first time she faced an enemy with a human, but she directly encountered such an elite enemy. It put her under a lot of pressure.

She knows that she is afraid~
She had prepared her whole life for this...but at this most important moment...failed...

The army left, and she also forgot how she spent that night, only remembering the cold, biting cold, she curled up at the damp tree roots, wishing she could bury herself in the soil.

It wasn't until dawn that she was awakened by crows feasting on the corpses of her people.

And the sound of her waking up also startled the crows and drove them away.

They landed on the surrounding branches, looking at the man who should have died.

That kind of scrutiny made her unbearable, and she fled back to the tribe like crazy.

It's just that she who is alive reminds those people of her tribe who didn't survive.

She escaped death, but that cowardly act will be condemned.

She apologized and begged for forgiveness to the family members of the deceased, but all she got was scorn and contempt, and those family members insulted and threw stones at her.

In the end, the people of the tribe drove her away and exiled her...

She became an exile, unwelcome, unsung.

She wandered outside alone, wandering among the wilderness and mountains. As time went by, the feeling became stronger and stronger, and the strong guilt and shame almost drove her into madness.

She began to march towards the empire, she wanted to find those armies to avenge.

Along the way, she challenged those crazy beasts, and would also attack the slave catchers that infested the borders of the mountains. At this time, she had completely lost her mind, just looking for death.

She longs for a second chance to prove her courage, but even the god of death spurns her cowardice~
"Wandering in a foreign land, alone, endless shame..."

At this moment Boudica sat slumped on the bed, hugged herself tightly with both hands, her legs curled up unconsciously, her whole body was trembling slightly, and the inescapable cold kept her at that moment forever.

Lance could see that she was alone, but it was concealed by her fearless posture, which seemed to care nothing.

But the pretense is always just a pretense, and the emptiness and loneliness are eroding her mind.

Lance finally got up from the ground, sat on the bed and hugged her gently, comfortingly said, "It's okay, it's all over."

Warmth, warmth appeared inexplicably in the biting cold to wrap itself, and even the skin that touched it seemed a little hot.

She seemed to be able to hear the beating heart, the blood flowing in the veins, the tense muscles on her body began to relax, and the screams echoing in her mind and the scenes of blood melting away.

At the same time, she let go of her disguise.

"Wow!"

A loud cry, followed by unstoppable tears, slanted out like a burst bank, and at this moment, she finally revealed the immaturity she should have at this age.

"Cry, it will feel better if you cry."

Lance himself has personally experienced the bloody battlefield, and that kind of scene is a huge burden for anyone, let alone a one-sided massacre, and few people can bear the pressure.

Boudica didn't even know when was the last time she cried, but those emotional feelings made her brain empty, she unconsciously looked for support, hugged Lance with her backhand, and subconsciously exerted force when she cried so deeply.

Even Lance's physique is good, and the ribs of an ordinary person could be broken by her, but even so, he was a little out of breath.

Lance couldn't help but sigh, these guys who grew up on the flesh and blood of extraordinary creatures are really strong!

Spirituality does have a subtle influence on the human body.

It's just that if eating the flesh and blood of extraordinary creatures can improve, then human extraordinary people can be counted as one of them, isn't it...

Isn't this in line with the behavior of those cults of the Ascension Sect?
So it is indeed feasible, so in their eyes, his blood with high inspiration is not the flesh of a Tang monk?

Thinking of this, Lance couldn't help frowning. He was sure that many people would have thought of the things he could think of, and it was obvious that the old ancestor had already started to practice.

Lance is just curious, are those highly inspired children taken away by the church really destroyed?still……

Thoughts were messed up in my heart, originally I wanted to comfort Boudica and relieve her pressure, but I never wanted to pressure myself inexplicably.

As time went by, Boudica also gradually eased. When the pressure was vented with tears, she no longer had the bitter and bitter look before, but in fact Lance saw that she still couldn't forgive herself.

"You don't need to pay too much attention to it. People always make mistakes. Regrets are the main body of life. It is precisely because of this that we need to move forward, to achieve, and to make up for regrets."

Lance broke away, and said in a deep voice: "At least you have taken the first step now, dare to face the past, and I will fulfill my promise to you, your enemy will be stronger than imagined, you are willing to come with me To face, to defeat them?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand towards her.

"I do!"

Boudica grabbed that hand without the slightest hesitation, feeling the warm palm, the biting cold seemed no longer scary.

The existence of Lance made her rely on, and she knew that she was no longer alone.

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