Rise of Rurik

For the first time, Rurik addressed his father by his first name, still speaking to him in the tone of a noble man.

No child in the entire tribe has ever acted like this, and it is precisely because it is unprecedented that he was deeply shocked by the smell.

For a while, Otto sat on the ground in a daze, and Niya knelt directly on the snow at a loss.

After all, Rurik was only a child in form. He vented his anger and inserted his father's sword into the snow again, the blade swayed from side to side, then picked up the dropped knife and put it back into the leather sheath on his belt.

Here, it was once deadly quiet.

Gradually, the shocked people came to their senses.

Many feel Rurik today is clearly challenging his father's authority.

There are also many who feel that Otto's anger is indeed a mistake, because Rurik won the victory by his own strength alone, and it is also Rurik's own business to punish the erring servants afterwards. Even his father, Otto should not overstep his authority.

Others, however, began to tell old legends after the situation had calmed down. Brynhilde disobeyed Odin and was easily punished by Odin.

Along the way, these warriors heard too much muttering from the leader Otto. The leader kept claiming that the reason why the captured girl was still alive was the order of the Valkyrie.

Even people began to have a terrifying assumption, and it became an excellent talking point for people's boring winter.

That's why the girl's attack on Rurik was definitely weird! This is simply the bedtime story of Brynhilde rebelling against Odin and then being punished by Odin. It is a repeat of the mortal world!

Isn't Rurik "Odin's Blessing"? Isn't this girl "Odin's well-wisher's servant"?

Rurik's actions made Otto feel mixed, happy that his son was indeed a brave man, but also unhappy that his son challenged him when he was only seven years old.

For more than ten years, no one in the tribe has dared to challenge him head-on, and now only Aiko has made such a move.

On the whole, Otto was still very happy that his son did have the courage to inherit the position of leader. It was his son's forgiveness of the death penalty of the deer breeder girl, which made him feel a little worried.

Otto was afraid that the girl would find another chance and finally stab his Rurik to death.

However, although the old legend was quickly brought up among the tribe, Otto suddenly realized.

It was another night of sleeping in the snowy field. The deer farmer girl was still alive, but her hands and feet were still tied. Different from before, she has slept in a separate tent at Rurik's strong request.

This night, due to safety reasons, Rurik was closely guarded by his parents, and his small body slept among them.

"After sleeping this night, tomorrow we will be able to return to Roseburg safely after the short day is over." Seeing that his son was asleep, Otto cautiously approached his wife Nia's ear and muttered.

"Yeah, there are still many deer surviving, and we've made a fortune. But what about that girl? You believe the myth repeats itself on our son?"

"Are you doubting it?" Otto said cautiously: "Is there something wrong with what everyone said? You have also seen that Rurik subdued the girl by himself. I really did something wrong, Rurik only The girl's master."

"You are indeed a little reckless." Niya breathed a sigh of relief, "but it is also what a good father should do. It's just the whole incident, it should be the test that the Valkyrie gave us. Rurik did it, I think from then on. , that girl will be at ease as a loyal servant. Well...only loyal to our son."

"Hehe." Otto listened, he thought a lot: "At least I can see that he can grow into a qualified leader, especially when holding my sword."

"Yes!" Niya sighed happily: "It's a bit like when you were young, a born leader.

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Otto couldn't help thinking of his childhood, when he subconsciously stroked his wife's golden-white hair, "But you're not a savage girl. I'm a few years older than you, and so should our son, he His wife must be many years younger than him."

"You're thinking too much." Niya shook her head happily. "Maybe you should go to the ally tribe to set up a marriage for him. It's too early to say these things."

"Pray then! Pray we'll live longer. When he's twelve, I'll do it for him."

Rurik fell asleep so quietly, he had no idea what his parents said late at night.

Until the family was woken up by the noise of the outdoors, people began their last day of travel!

Eating on the snow is not a good feeling.

It was still dark, and Rurik counted the time, and he could estimate how short the day was today.

People sit by the campfire in the camp, longing for the flames to bring warmth to everyone, but also expecting the beating flames to cook the venison.

The meat wasn't cleaned of blood at all, and the hungry people didn't care about the bad smell, just sprinkle a handful of salt or nothing at all, and the half-cooked ones would nibble.

For so many years, Rurik still hopes that the food can be further cooked. It is true that everyone in the tribe lives too primitively. Considering that people's pursuit of food must be engraved in their genes, it is necessary to change their preference for life that is ruddy and bloody. Style, indeed need an authority to stand up to make persuasion.

From Rurik's point of view, since the tribe already has the technology to make iron pots for cooking meat, it is not difficult to make a wide-mouthed iron pot.

There are cuts of meat, as well as wooden boards, and the extracted seal oil, deer oil and butter are also always available, and salt is not scarce (although coarse salt is used).

It already has everything for stir-frying, but no one has ever thought of cooking dishes like this.

Not only that, Rurik looked around and saw that everyone around the bonfire was not without cutlery.

Some people just hold the meat on the wooden stick and gnaw hard, while others are more elegant, cutting the meat with the knife they carry, and inserting the tip of the knife into the mouth.

In addition to the knife, the other most important tableware is the spoon, which is specially used for soup.

The pocket knife is really a multifunctional tool, and now its tableware is a weapon for special moments.

Thinking of this, Rurik still felt a dull pain in his neck, and if he touched the wound, it would feel really bad.

Moreover, the initiator of everything is sitting in front of him!

Rurik realized that the girl was definitely many years older than him, maybe she was ten or twelve.

Taking advantage of the bright firelight, Rurik turned sideways to see her face and her still bound hands and feet.

The girl stared blankly at the flames, her whole body dumbfounded. No one knows how her previous night passed, and now she seems to have lost her soul.

She sat there, and Rurik was no longer wary of this girl. After all, it was a fight, and this girl could only be easily dealt with by herself.

It was his own parents, Rurik could see that his father Otto was really hostile towards the girl.

It's ironic to think about, what the father kept saying, "Valkyrie spared her not to die", and "she is destined to be my son's servant".

Judging from the current results, she is indeed living well and is also her own servant.

It was this servant who wanted to take his master's life at one point.