Rise of Rurik

After all, he put the leather coat on him, and ordered Rurik to spread out the buckskin. He put the girl on the deerskin, then rolled it up, wrapping the girl tightly.

Rumia, she remained confused the whole time, and when she saw the big villain, she couldn't help wrapping herself, and hugged herself, still saying something she couldn't understand.

"Am I going to die? It's very uncomfortable..." Rumia opened her eyes halfway, and out of the corner of her eyes she saw the face of the little boy Rurik again.

"Rumia, you, don't be afraid. Grandma Priest will save you, we'll go now. My dad will take you, he won't hurt you..."

Rurik spoke very slowly, almost word by word. Although Rumia was confused, she still understood it completely.

help me? really save me?

An absurd feeling floated in her mind.

This wicked man who killed his parents was actually held by him and saved by him.

She slowly closed her eyes and planned to think about nothing. She never wanted to be squeezed by Rurik's small hand, but she didn't intend to let herself rest.

"Rumia, don't sleep, keep your eyes open, you must not sleep, sleep, you will die..."

The behavior of the father and son made Niya very embarrassed. She shouted: "You two, at least leave after dinner. The servant will not die because of you in the evening."

"No mom!" Rurik replied casually, "It's still important to save people."

The wooden door was closed, and a tall figure hugged a mass of things wrapped in deerskin and ran towards the long priest's house. Behind him is another small figure following the footprints of the predecessors.

Roseburg has woken up, but few are happy to be outside in the cold.

The priests also woke up, and they were engaged in their daily work, and in the early morning they were making a mixture of seal oil and deer oil as usual. Only the high priest Veria, she wanted to rest for a while, and when the studious Rurik came with his servant, she would get up again.

As a result, the flustered Bona woke her up.

"What's the matter? It's still early."

"Priest, here they come."

"Is it Rurik?"

"And the chief. Something has happened, and Rurik's servants are sick, very ill. Help them."

"Is it Rumia?!"

Rumia, although she is a foreigner, she is quite eager to learn, and she is very obedient on weekdays. After ten days of contact, Veria became more and more fond of such a girl, so it was very necessary to educate her to be wise and loyal to Rurik.

That is a very good seedling. It was fine when I left yesterday morning. Why did I get sick today?

After a while, Villa stepped out of her curtain on crutches and asked in an old voice, "What's going on."

Out of the corner of her eyes, she caught a glimpse of Rumia, the girl laid flat by a bonfire. Villa's aging eyes could see clearly, the girl was very haggard in front of her. , very ill.

Veria walked over quickly, and kept Otto muttering, she squatted down with a sullen face, and touched the girl's forehead with her old hand, and she understood at once.

"Oops, she's got a fever and it's very dangerous."

"Is it very serious?!" Otto asked casually.

"Of course! And..."

Veria, a self-proclaimed loyal servant of Odin,

In countless dreams, she dreamed of being promoted to Valkyrie after her death.

Dreams are like real ones, which makes her unable to distinguish what is reality and what is unreal.

She subconsciously felt that Rumia was not as simple as getting sick. After a simple examination, Veria concluded that the girl was in a dangerous stage of being fired all over her body, and she was really sick.

The medicine of later generations has concluded that the disease mechanism behind any fever and cold is caused by the inability of the immune system to resist the virus that is attacking the human body at any time after the body is weakened.

But now, so-called medicine and witchcraft are about the same. Roman medicine is inherited from Greece, and there are many metaphysical elements here.

To the north, the Baltic region, it is really witchcraft. Priests also spend a lot of time chanting or praying in order to prepare potions.

Villa stared at Otto: "I understand, this is actually part of the test."

"Huh?" Not only was Otto taken aback, but Rurik was too.

"Odin is testing her. Because this wooden house has a sacred meaning, she lived in this wooden house for ten days. She was working outside for a day yesterday, and she was tested by Odin. My leader, ice and snow are Odin's weapons. , We are protected by Odin, so we are not afraid of snow and ice. But this girl, he is an outsider. Odin is testing her, so he brings down a hot disease. If she survives, it means that Odin admits that she is our person."

Otto thought it made a lot of sense, and of course Rurik took it as a joke.

Although it is an absurd explanation, there is logic in it, isn't it?

Moreover, Rurik keenly discovered that Villa's words were really saying good things to himself!

Fever has become the "final test of entry". If Rumia survives this test, who would dare to question that she is an outsider? At least the mother's natural rejection of her will come to an end!

Villa continued to crouch beside the girl, contemplating how to cure her.

Really expect the girl to win the "Trial of Odin" on her own?

That would be ridiculous.

If people attribute all the results to God's will, life will not be able to continue, so people should sit still and meditate on the so-called will.

Just like what Rumia was experiencing, Veria believed that Odin would spare the girl's life. The girl just lay there without any care, and the result would be a dead end.

She must be treated, and now the most important thing is to bring the fever down.

Odin's face showed a hint of embarrassment. He knew that if this servant died of illness, his son would be very sad.

He also squatted down and asked Villa who was under examination: "High priest, her condition... is she okay."

"very dangerous."

"Then can she be cured?"

"I'll try my best, and I hope she gets the favor. My leader..."

"exist."

"You stay away now, and come back when I say I can. It may be a long process, maybe you can go back home and sit down or talk to other people. Especially with the parents of many children, warn them Don't let kids hang out outside."

"Okay." Otto nodded without asking.

The priest would initiate a cure, such as pouring the girl some herbal soup. In the past, the sick people in the tribe either relied on the body to resist hard to recover, or they went to the priest to take medicine.

The medicine is always very bitter, and patients don't know much about how it really works.

Because many people die even after drinking the medicinal soup.

No one will blame the priest's medicine, everyone simply thinks that this is a person's fate. The tragic fate has arrived, and even the best medicine can't save this fate.

Otto left, and only Rurik was sitting nervously cross-legged beside Rumia.

Rurik was by no means a spectator like an outsider, and soon Veria arranged jobs for a group of people, including him.

"Rurik, my child..."

"I am here."

"Do you like your servant?"

"Of course! She's my friend."

"Okay! My child, your words make me think a lot. Your parents were also great friends a long, long time ago. Still, I think you'd prefer to see her as a lifelong friend. Now you go outside the house. ."

"Huh?" Rurik raised his head in surprise, "Should I also avoid it?"

"You've got to go in. You go outside and rub some snow balls in. Listen, your friend is hot all over, she can get hot anywhere except her head."

Rurik instantly understood what Veria meant.

The so-called physical measures to reduce fever can definitely be summed up by all ethnic groups in their long-term lives. Excessive fever will cause irreversible damage to brain cells. Long-term high fever will burn out the brain. Especially in this poor ancient times, high fever caused brain damage and resulted in death. It is really common.

He carried a wooden box to the door and began to form a huge snowball.

When he came back, Rumia's leather jacket was all taken off, and only the lined linen was worn on her body.

The girl was lying beside the bonfire with her eyes closed, and Villa looked like a kind grandmother, wiping her arms and whole face with a sackcloth dipped in water, even her neck. The purpose is obvious, that is, water cooling.

At the same time, a strange smell began to fill the air in the room, and the familiar strangeness soon took over Rurik's head.

How is this going? Why does it feel like a Chinese medicine store?

Do not! They were cooking herbs, and the priestesses were cooking herbs.

Recalling the experience of several years, Rurik does not remember his experience of drinking medicine. In fact, he really didn't. Thanks to this young but strong physique, in seven years, there was really no major illness, let alone minor illness, as if this body was invulnerable to all poisons.

What he didn't know, however, was that in just seven years, nearly 30 boys under the age of three died of various diseases.

As for the girls of the tribe, many were abandoned by their parents in the woods at the foot of the mountain at birth, simply because they could not become sea warriors.

Rurik came with the snow ball in his arms, Veria grabbed one and put it in her hand, she squeezed the shape again, and then rubbed him on the girl's forehead.

Rumia's braid has been stretched out, and this is the first time Rurik has seen her long hair shawl.

Not to mention, she is really attractive despite her young age. Her eyes are actually not as deep as her own, her face is flatter than the rest of the tribe, and her chin is relatively flat and her cheeks are plump. In addition, her hair is more orange, and her face is obviously different from the rest of the tribe.

Maintaining such a face, her face when she grows up must also be lovable, even if she encounters this catastrophe, the whole person looks extremely haggard.

The melted snow wet her hair, and as her mind cooled, Rumia regained her sanity.

In the tribe, only priests take the initiative to collect herbs, and only these women are the best at identifying weeds and useful ones. Some herbs from the warm season are dried and stored for use in the current situation.

The dried herbs had been boiled and the liquid in the wooden bowl was brown.

Veria, who was holding the wooden bowl, ordered: "Rurik, help her up, don't let her sway."

"OK."

Supported by Rurik, Rumia sat up in a daze, and then a wooden spoon was stuffed into her mouth. The bitter feeling immediately gave her a different feeling, and her drowsy head became clearer.

She is not stupid, she knows that she is suffering from a serious illness, and the priest in front of her is trying to save her life with herbs.

There is nothing wrong with drinking herbal soup to cure diseases, even the clan of the deer people, the clan elders know how to make some medicines.

The medicinal soup couldn't help being bitter and spicy, but even so, Rumia suppressed her stomach discomfort and forcibly drank it.

She was laid flat again and covered with a layer of animal skin. A mass of sackcloth was pressed on her forehead, and inside it was a mass of snow, and cold blood was overflowing from the gap.

Because of the psychological effect, Rumia just lay down, feeling a lot more comfortable, then closed her eyes and continued to rest.

Do herbs really work? Now that Rumia continued to rest, Rurik ran into the iron pot and speculated on the name of the herb. It saw something very familiar floating, and it was an onion!

There are also some people who do not know from the grass leaves, which makes people very curious.

He lingered beside the priest and asked, "Grandma, did you give her those herbs? Really effective."

"It should work." Immediately afterwards, Villa listed many strange nouns.

So, what is boiled in the iron pot?

In addition to the chopped onions that Rurik saw, there were sage, plantain, and even thyme and rosemary.

These plants are widespread in Europe, and even in northern Europe, where winters are long, they can pop up during warm periods. They were originally used as medicinal herbs, and some of them have a special smell. In a world where spices have been lacking for a long time in Europe, these kinds of herbs with exotic aromas are simply used as food additives.

But they are indeed medicinal and can treat some ailments, such as colds and fevers.

But Vilia didn't know the exact way of using these herbs, and she also learned from the predecessors that those herbs could be used as medicine.

Villa tried her best to be calm, but she was also a little flustered in her heart. The various herbs stored in the longhouse of the priest were mixed together, and at least one or two of them could work on the fever all over the body.

Looking at Rumia's haggard appearance, her current predicament can actually be relieved with just one injection of cephalosporin.

This was over a thousand years ago! Rurik couldn't understand the strange names that Norse gave to herbs.

Speaking of common plants for treating colds and fevers, Rurik first thought of chrysanthemums and dandelions. According to the ancient medical theory of the East, fever is a manifestation of severe fever, and eating some bitter and cold herbs can eliminate the harm of severe fever. Chrysanthemums and dandelions, the new warm season really demands some attention and picking.

Beside Lumia, who was sleeping peacefully with a cloud of snow above her head, Rurik danced and described two kinds of florets to Priest Veria.

At first Rurik didn't understand how to say chrysanthemum and dandelion in Norse language, and after some laborious language description, Veria successfully reacted.

"I know those two kinds of flowers, what are they used for? Maybe you are planning to make a wreath headdress for your servant?" Villa asked kindly.

"No! Maybe they're good medicines."

"Really? Are you sure?"

"I..." Rurik hesitated for a moment, but still insisted: "I'm sure, it's a very good medicinal material. If we collect some more in the summer and dry it in the sun, and use them to make a medicine, it will be cured quickly. Rumia's Sickness"