Rise of Rurik

Otto's words are quite meaningful. How to become a qualified leader? Rurik was full of curiosity.

The current Rurik is indeed full of curiosity about everything like a normal child, and it is true that he expresses the feeling to others.

Rurik was different after all, and in this body lived a personality named Liu Li. Liu Li, he is full of wisdom, just because his body is too small and immature, and his flexible hands cannot create things to improve the life of the tribe.

However, even though he was only two years old, he had already begun to conceive of something, and he was thinking about what he could make based on the tools he had seen and heard, as well as watching the craftsmen of the tribe build and repair boats.

In Rurik's view, the so-called wharf of the tribe is not a wharf at all.

All of the ships are small and time consuming to move cargo, so there is plenty of room for improvement.

He even felt that everything he had seen and heard had room for improvement!

They have wooden longhouses that have been strengthened to keep out the cold, but they do not have the concept of making wooden beds. Every night, the ground is covered with several layers of thick animal fur, and they are wrapped in fur to sleep.

They stock up a lot of food to survive the winter, but they don't process it finely, and they eat it simply and crudely.

They can obviously manufacture many fine daily necessities, and even have good textile ability, and the requirements for houses are relatively simple.

They are clean in nature, and they often take baths in summer, but in winter, the nights are long and cold, so they can only wash their faces.

Tattoos were still popular among them, and in the long house in the warm winter, and then the oil lamp of seal grease, Rurik noticed the strange writing on the tattoo of his biological father in the north. Rurik estimated that the rune script was a word that meant blessing.

From Rurik's point of view, Rosberg, where he is located, is by no means a good place to live. Even if time has passed for 1,200 years, it is still not a good place to live.

It was another quiet and long night, and Rurik still gave his family a feeling of amazement.

He knew that he was regarded as a treasure by his parents, especially by his father Otto as the hope of the whole tribe, and it was true.

So every night in the winter of 823, Rurik was always out of his mother's arms, but was forced to get close to his biological father, Otto, and slept with his cousin Arik.

In Otto's words, two children follow him, and his heroic aura can be passed on to them.

The heroic spirit was not felt by Rick, but the smell on Otto's body was not very good.

After a long time, Rurik got used to it.

This night, it was still extremely cold outside, and Roseburg was also covered with a layer of snow, and even a lot of ice floes had been distributed on the sea surface.

Only the long house was warm. Otto, who was sleeping on his side, had a quiet and boring night, and naturally had a lot of time to face his family.

Now, almost every night, he introduces his brilliant fighting life to his two children, especially his great journey to Novgorod.

It was from Otto that Rurik fully understood the word but it was undoubtedly "Novgorod".

Novgorod, a Russian city with a very ancient history.

Otto has been saying that the people there are rich but lack fighting ability, and the men of the Ross tribe can force them to offer their treasures obediently just by their aura.

Finally, Rurik couldn't hold back the words he had held back for a long time.

"But Dad, are we going to keep looting them?"

"Yeah." Otto was very curious, he had no idea that his son would ask such a question.

Not only Otto, but Arik, who was listening to the story, and Nia, who sewed leather gloves with the help of an oil lamp, also cast surprised eyes.

Just because Rurik, who was just over two years old,

Raised a question that was clearly not a question for a child of his age.

Otto looked at his son's wide eyes and hesitated for a while: "Don't...you think we shouldn't loot them? You should know that they are a flock of sheep, we are just going to cut the wool."

"Hehe, maybe my brother is a very kind person." Arik said with a haha.

Otto shook his head. "There is no kindness to them, just as the Danes in the south are not kind to us. You two should understand that if it were not for our strong physique and sharp swords, and many warriors, we were looted. It's us. It's like in the vast forest, a person encounters a black bear. If there is an axe, the bear is the bear skin you are lying on. If not, the person is the prey."

Rurik did not agree with the rhetoric of the weak and the strong, but it is not surprising that they have such an extremely simple idea as the Ross clan struggled to survive in this extremely cold fjord.

"But maybe we can do business with them peacefully," Rurik continued to ask.

"Ah, my child." Otto stroked his son's forehead, "if your grandfather knew what you said, he would be very happy. But those people have already surrendered to us, we just need to go and get the rich tribute. That's it. Boy, you should understand that the people there live richer than us, and it's not as cold as we are here."

"Since... since they are not cold there and our combat power is very strong, we all move there and live with them."

"Ah? Rurik!"

To be honest, Otto never thought of moving. Although he had heard many rumors that some tribes in the south had gone south on a small scale, it was really unheard of for the whole family to move.

"We'll be here right away. It's too cold in Roseburg! The twice-yearly Sorgon has a long way to go. Since it's the tribute provided by those people, we live with them, and they don't pay us tribute every day. Fu?"

Otto's eyes widened as he stared at his eloquent son, and some logically thoughtful words came out of the mouth of a two-year-old child.

But think about it again, there is no proof that Rurik is really extraordinary? !

Otto fell silent in shock. Indeed, his son's words had some truth.

However, can the family move be done? Obviously not!

Otto couldn't stop some of the tribe's small families from settling in unknown areas, but the core of the tribe must stay in this cold Roseburg Fjord, there are other factors to consider.

He stroked his son's forehead, as if explaining to a close friend: "Child, we can't move."

"Is it because there are ancestors' tombs here? Or is it because everyone still likes our Roseburg even though it's cold?"

"Not only these, but also because of a covenant."

"A covenant?" Rurik was taken aback, because he never knew about any other covenants of the Ross tribe. "What is that covenant? I know what the covenant means."

"It's our allies with the Thinkians, our friends in the South. We are one, and I, as our leader, must abide by this covenant. We can't move away without authorization, and once we do, it will be for generations to come. The enemy. Because, we all hate betrayal."

At this moment, Rurik felt that Otto's attitude was very serious, and his own young body was also shocked with cold sweat.

Because there are a lot of things to think about here.

Rurik also calmed down, widened his eyes and said calmly, "Dad, what if our destiny is to leave?"

"The result is that friends become enemies, I think so." Otto replied calmly.

"Ah, if fate is like this, as long as our Ross tribe becomes stronger, even if the so-called Thinkians unite, even if it is a stronger Dane, we don't need to be afraid of them."

"Son, are you serious?" Otto continued to ask seriously.

"Yes. I think I'll be out of here when I grow up. I don't want to be the head of the clan, I want to be something greater. To be... a king, a king of Rus."

Otto gasped, not knowing what to say for a while.

He was silent for a while, feeling his son's difference and his extraordinary ambition at the age of two.

He didn't say anything in the end. Compared with his son's life ambitions, his "great achievements" might not be worth mentioning.

Otto finally patted Rurik's body: "Son, you must at least grow up first. There will always be a point where you will inherit my 'Destroyer' sword, and only when you grow up enough to meet the sword will you have a chance. Show your extraordinary ambition."

"I understand, it's not a long time in the future. Dad, I think I believe in the prophecy of the elder Grandma Veria."

"You can trust her, now, sleep peacefully."