Vikings: Journey of the Juggernaut

Chapter 12 The shocking reason for the murder

"Rayleigh, Mellie, are you okay?"

Seeing that the two of them hadn't come back yet when the time came, Idiya couldn't help but rushed over with some worry, just in time to see Prophet Bai's leaving figure.

"Something's wrong." Rayleigh shook his eyes and saw that his sister-in-law, who was walking over, was growing a tail.

The delicate face in front of her also began to change gradually, turning into the shape of a fox for a while, and then into a human form for a while.

Has my sister-in-law turned into a monster?

From the corner of his eye, he noticed the sister beside him, which made him even more frightened.

I saw my sister's neck twisting around, and in the next moment, the corners of her mouth were split open to the base of her ears. A bloody mouth with two fangs came over and was smashing towards her.

It's over, my sister has become a monster!

Rayleigh quickly looked away, and then he saw his two feet floating up from the ground, and a colorful cloud appeared under his feet.The attire of the whole body has also changed. He is wearing a purple gold crown with phoenix wings, a golden cloud armor, and holding a big stick that can be used to hold the sky in any size...

Heck! !
"What happened?" Fox Face chirped.

"I'm afraid I was poisoned by mushrooms." Rayleigh closed his eyes and recalled what the prophet had said before.

This kind of strange hallucination and vision is probably the unexpected gain that the person said. It is indeed a novel and alternative experience.No wonder the tribesmen like to go to the prophet to solve their doubts. I am afraid that all of them are addicted to mushroom poison.

"Go back first."

The fox's tail swung back and forth, jumping and jumping to lead the way.

The younger sister was holding an indescribable head, standing upside down and walking on the ground with her hands.

Lei Li had a strange face, but he felt that he was more normal, and he was flying gracefully on the clouds.But it didn't take long before I saw my sister's feet hanging in the air suddenly branching out with ten fingers several meters long, and began to tear apart the auspicious clouds under her feet crazily.

"Merri, you can't do this..."

thump!
He fell off Xiangyun, who was torn to pieces.

Seeing her brother falling to the ground while walking smoothly, Mellie's big eyes were full of confusion.

……

After leaving Bastian Farm, Prophet White had a lot of doubts about the eagle-eyed boy's previous answer.

Now that the investigation has begun, it is natural to find out the ins and outs of the whole thing. The murderer has been identified as Reilly, but the reason for the murder is still a mystery.

'The right person who comes to your door will be killed. '

'With the help of his death, maybe I can find an answer. '

In other words, Hobo was just a poor guy that the eagle-eyed boy killed casually in order to find a certain answer.

What is he looking for that needs to kill someone?

At this moment, Seer Bai felt vaguely that he had grasped an important point.But what exactly that point is is not clear enough at all, and we need to know more about the eagle-eyed boy.

Once enough clues are accumulated, the door to the truth will naturally open.

According to the information learned, the boy had very few friends. Apart from his family, he only had Staff and his son.

After traveling for a while, he came to Staff Farm again and saw a strong man grilling meat by the firepit.

"Prophet, would you like some barbecue?" The strong man turned around.

"I'm not here to eat barbecue." Prophet Bai got straight to the point, "I would like to ask your opinion on Rayleigh. I heard that you have been guiding the boy since he was very young."

"Rayleigh?" The strong man sighed, "He works very hard, but unfortunately he is not talented enough and his strength is mediocre."

"How does it compare to Jackham?"

"Compared to Jecam..." The strong man forked the barbecue and showed a puzzled expression, "Prophet, you should know the talent gap between the two of them."

Seer Bai paused for a while and slowed down his tone: "Rayleigh killed Hobo."

"Really?" The strong man took a bite of the barbecue, "In my opinion, this is not a big deal."

"Aren't you worried about Huobo's father challenging him to a duel?"

"I'm worried, so eating more food will help relieve anxiety." The strong man opened his mouth, "Prophet, don't you really want some?"

"Eat slowly by yourself." Seer Bai said no more, turned around and left the longhouse.

This kind of middle-aged man with full experience is really difficult to deal with, and he can't get any useful information from Staff at all.Hallucinogenic powder also has no effect on such warriors with strong willpower, unless they are willing to let go.

Not to mention that hallucinogenic powder is just an auxiliary means, what he trusts most is his own thinking ability.Then we can only start from the young man himself and experience the path that the young man has traveled.

……

After leaving Staff Farm, Prophet White came to the training ground on the coast.

I have been looked at as a useless person all year round, but never responded. I still come here to train without interruption.It can be seen that the young man's character is extremely tenacious. If he had been a weak-minded person, he would probably not come back because he couldn't bear the attention of everyone.

After sniffing his nose, following the smell of death, he walked to a place and stopped.

The day before the banquet, a warrior blood sacrifice was held here.

The pagan sacrifice was a gift that the young brother asked his teammates to bring him before he died.

During the process, the sacrifice unexpectedly launched an attack. The weapon was a sharpened wooden cross, and was eventually killed by the young man.

So, after the ensuing banquet, he killed Hobo, the right person who happened to be on his doorstep?
There seems to be no connection at all!

Prophet Bai closed his eyes, and he had become that young man, feeling everything that happened to him.

After a long time, he opened his eyes again, and there was a deep doubt in his eyes.

What exactly is missing...

Smelling the smell of blood that entered his nose, he couldn't help but look at the ground under his feet again.

At this glance, his mind seemed to be struck by lightning.wrong!

There seemed to be...an extra person in this place just now!

One more person! !
Prophet Bai's eyes were firmly fixed on the position where he was standing. The two expressions of horror and intoxication in his pupils were constantly intertwined, and a turbulent wave surged in his heart.

There is indeed one more person, one of whom is a young man, and the other one is himself.

And that’s where the connection comes in!

All the information was replayed in my mind, and everything suddenly became clear.He finally understood why the boy wanted to kill Hobo and the answer he was looking for.

Ah--

What a terrible guy! ! !

……

Bastion Farm.

After resting for two hours, Reilly felt that his mushroom poison hallucination symptoms had completely disappeared.

Walking out of the longhouse, the family was feeding a newly purchased pair of spotted cows and a mother, a pair of goats and six chickens in the livestock stall.

Two days ago, they went to the leader's longhouse to pick up the supplies for the raiding team, with a total of 170 silver coins.This is the brother's share as the captain of the warship, plus the additional pension for his death in battle, it is already a large amount of money, and the ransom for a small noble heir is only this.

If they don't plunder, ordinary tribesmen without farms will not be able to save a few silver coins throughout the year, even if they save food and drink.

Ding!
Reilly flicked a silver coin in his hand, which was the pocket money given to him by his sister-in-law.The patterns of looted silver coins are often different. They are engraved with crosses, heroes' heads, and mountain and river items. Since they are all from Western European countries, the weight and value are not much different.

The one in his hand has a cross on the back and an unknown figure on the front.

In terms of purchasing power in the north, 5 silver coins can buy an adult sheep, 10 silver coins can buy a large pig, and 20 silver coins can buy a healthy cow.

A set of sophisticated full-body chain armor requires nearly a thousand silver coins, and only big families like Barnard and Soros have the financial resources to build it.

The outer armor of tribal warriors is generally leather armor that can be made for dozens of silver coins. If you provide animal skins yourself, it will naturally be cheaper.Warriors with financial resources would also spend extra money to inlay iron nails and iron sheets in key locations on the leather armor to make leather armor.

If you want to purchase goods of smaller value, you can also exchange your silver coins for Giant Wolf Iron Coins produced in the Haast Strait, or War Whale Iron Coins produced in the Fern Strait.

One silver coin can be exchanged for about a hundred iron coins. These iron coins also contain a trace amount of silver, are as big as a thumb, and are very thin.

After passing this information, Reilly picked up the shield and ax beside the door wall and said to the livestock pen: "Sister-in-law, we can come and practice."

The weights on his hands and feet have just been released.

Granham used a hatchet. As his sister-in-law's duel training opponent, he naturally had to use a hatchet.Compared with the long sword, the short ax does not have much technical content, and he was able to master it easily when he was a child.

"Have you recovered?" The woman looked back.

"Recovery is very good."

After the mushroom poison passed, Rayleigh felt particularly energetic now.

……

In the night, the old craftsman was praying in front of the light of the fire pit.

A prophet went to investigate. He believed that his son's disappearance would be revealed, but he was still worried and afraid of hearing the news he least wanted to hear.

creak-

The door was pushed open, and a figure covered in white cloth walked in.

The old craftsman stood up quickly: "Prophet, how is Hobo?"

"Dead." said the hoarse voice.

"died?"

The old craftsman was stunned for a while, his eyes gradually turned red with anger, "Who, who killed my son?"

"Rayleigh Bastion." A hoarse voice spoke out a name.

"Asshole, I must kill him." The old craftsman thought of Reilly's information. It was said that he had a conflict with Hobo at the banquet.

I didn't expect this young man to be so vicious inside.

As if remembering something, the old craftsman asked: "Prophet, what about the body of my son Hobo..."

"No more. It has become the nourishment of Bastion's farm." Prophet Bai was always so concise and to the point.

"Damn it, that family of devils." A look of ferocity flashed across the old craftsman's face. That little beast Rayleigh, the widow, and the mute...

All must die!

They all have to be buried with their own sons!

"If there are no other questions, I'll leave first." Prophet Bai turned around.

"Wait a minute, Prophet. I want to know, am I strong enough to win the duel?" The old craftsman thought that he was old and frail. If he could not win the duel, he could only give up the pursuit temporarily and find an opportunity to kill the man secretly. A family of demons.

"Of course it's enough, you can win easily." With these words, Prophet Bai disappeared out of the door.

The old craftsman breathed a sigh of relief. A widow who had just grown up, a loser at the bottom of the training field, and a mute who was only eight years old were indeed no match for him.

There was a faint expectation in his eyes burning with anger.

……

Seer Bai walked out of the house, but there was a hint of ridicule in his eyes.

Everything has been investigated, but the old guy still wants to escape from the duel. No wonder he can live to this age despite his mediocre strength. This shows how greedy and careless he was in battles in the past.

Such a tribal worm should have died long ago.

(End of this chapter)