Volume 1 The Land of the Dead Chapter 127 Salary deduction!

The devastating catastrophe of the Great Freeze has not yet completely dissipated, or that apocalyptic scene will never be dissipated in the minds of the tribe's natives for the rest of their lives.

When the burning frost giant fell, the natives were actually huddled in the Holy Spirit area at the foot of the sacred tree and shivered, only a very few people, including Usugru, Gnan and others, saw the frenzied struggle of the face consciousness at the end of the road, and the vast illusion that flashed away, the phantom of the three coffins on his back opened slightly, and the illusion of frantically struggling stopped as if the pause button had been pressed, and then collapsed and shattered on the grassland land close to the village.

So, when the natives huddled in the area of the Holy Spirit came out with small wings, what they saw was nothing more than a raging fire.

But fears about the future still caused a wave of fear among the natives in the days following the battle, and the piles of beast carcasses outside the village near destruction reminded them of the catastrophe that had occurred the day before.

It wasn't until High Priest Usuglu received a revelation from the revived sacred tree Nuratis, announcing that the sun was about to return to this devastated land, and the authority and prestige accumulated by the high priest over the years made the tribesmen accept the revelation without doubting Usugru's words, and it was precisely because of this that the natives' original fear of the end of the world instantly turned into a night of revelry.

Men, women, and children gathered food that could still be eaten from their ruined tents and stone huts, and the priests brought out drinks that could only be enjoyed during the sacrifice to Nuratis, because many of the tribe's natives had died in the previous beast tide, and while the natives were grieving, the rations left by their dead companions had made the tribe's rations slightly more abundant, and even if there was still a part missing to deal with the revelry, there were strong men who slaughtered the mountain of beast carcasses outside the village under the protection of the tribesmen— This is to guard against wounded beasts that are still alive, and they tend to be more ferocious than ordinary beasts.

The men became butchers, and the women were not idle, and at the behest of the priests they moved out of the earthenware jars with ancient patterns in the Holy Spirit area, and they distributed the spices stored in the jars evenly among everyone in the settlement, and let them sprinkle spices on the meat at the beginning of the feast, as mentioned above, spices were a luxury that could only be enjoyed at religious occasions, but since it was an order from another god, it was not to be blamed for the use of some spices to spice up— Anyway, that's how Usugru explained it to his people.

People dug a large fire pit in the ruins of the tribe, set up a tall bonfire, with the help of warm flames to disperse some of the cold air left by the great freeze, and the revelry was ignited in the ruins of the village, and the men and women sang out of tune but cheerfully and loudly in the slang of the country, and the slightly noisy but uplifting music sounded from all corners of the settlement, and even those who did not know the customs of these indigenous peoples could feel a joy that permeated everyone's heart.

So when Roger woke up from his slumber in a daze, he was haunted by such a grand celebration that Roger even thought that he had returned to Alexia because of the original concept.

"Roger, you're finally awake, you've been screaming in your sleep since yesterday, and I thought you were possessed by the Shadow Servant again. ”

As soon as Roger sobered up, Senua's surprised voice came out of the noisy background sound of the celebration, and he tilted his head, and saw Senna jumping out of the door of the tent, and at first saw that the tattered animal skin clothes she was wearing had been replaced by a shiny leather wallet, and a short metal knife was replaced at her waist, which was better than the tattered bone knife before.

And Senna was clearly for the sake of the grand celebration outside

"So......." Roger twisted his body like a silkworm chrysalis, and complained weakly, "So that's why you tied me up?"

Roger was now bound by a thin velvet rope, lying on the bed in a small tent, and the soft hides under him almost enveloped his body, so that he did not feel too cold in the still slightly cold temperature.

Hearing Roger's question, Senua, who had always been grinning, suddenly became a little squirming, and a reverie almost ran up her neck, eventually staining Senua's wheat-colored skin pink.

I'll go, I'll just complain briefly, sister, what the hell are you looking like a little bird.

"Actually....... I've become your wife while you're in a coma, and we've ....... the two of us," Senna said in a voice like a mosquito, but that didn't prevent the old driver, Roger, from understanding what she meant.

"Wait a minute, did I sleep and travel again?, why did I get married?" Roger's expression was glazed, obviously not believing what Senna said, but thinking of the charred roast that was still in the barren hilly outpost, Roger was not so sure that it was a joke, but then, Roger, whose first reaction was to escape, seemed to finally understand the purpose of his tying up.

"That sister, I'm a beautiful man like the wind, you can't keep me like this, there is no grass at the end of the world, why bother to love a flower, you are busy, I slipped away first. ”

The donkey muttered a few words to the horse's mouth, and Roger rolled over, arched his waist, and wriggled on the board bed like a maggot, trying to flee the scene 'quickly'.

"Where to run!"

Just as Roger arched his head forward, with a crisp female voice, a sudden burst of force pressed Roger to the bed.

Before he could distinguish the somewhat familiar female voice, Roger closed his eyes and shouted, "Senua." Don't do this, even if you get my body, you won't get my soul!"

"Oh, how about I try to drain your soul out?"

A cold female voice sounded in Roger's head, and Roger sensed that something was lying on his stomach.

"Well, it's you, Abu. Picking up Andrea's malicious eyes, Roger looked relieved.

"It's your sister!" Andrea's fleshy little paw suddenly raised and slapped hard on Roger, who was tied into a dumpling, and the power contained in it instantly made Roger, who couldn't dodge, fly diagonally out of the tent.

"Ahem, oops, it hurts, big sister, you really don't show mercy at all. ”

His hand swept away the dust like a fan, and Andrea's attack just now also grabbed the rope that bound Roger by the way, Roger frowned and complained to Andrea, who was approaching with graceful catwalks.

"Don't call me big sister, I don't know you that well. ”

Squatting in front of Roger, Andrea licked her paws, her tone full of disgust.

"Obviously still in danger, but still sleeping like a dead pig, I didn't even react to being tied up by a little girl, it's really a shame for the ranger to do your level, please don't say that the next time you meet other rangers, don't say that it's from the door of Ranth, the god of death, or I'll be embarrassed." ”

Speaking of this, Andrea retracted her tongue with small fleshy thorns and added, "As for the completion of the previous task...... It's average, I'll give you a C-level mission evaluation. ”

"Only c?such a low mission rating?" Roger got up from the ground, and the natives around him who were partying around him were already pointing at Roger, who was talking to the cat, after all, not everyone knew the identities of Roger and Andrea.

Roger picked up Andrea and let her lie on his shoulder, and complained as he walked into the tent: "I said Andrea, you won't deliberately give me a ride because I'm a newcomer who just joined, let me tell you, I'm also an old fritter in the workplace, this trick doesn't work for me, it's a big deal...... I'll go to the boss. ”

Finding a comfortable position on Roger's shoulder, Andrea stretched comfortably and said lazily: "What a mess, I'm not so boring, besides, I don't know what kind of person our boss is? Isn't his own mission report all written by me? If you really want him to help you, I'm afraid it won't be until the next century." ”

seems to think that Roger has some commendable points this time, Andrea is willing to explain a few more sentences: "Besides, don't say that I cheated you, your mission completion this time is actually not high, although there are some urgent tasks without a clear level of reasons, but even so, the final task level of this task must not exceed the D level." ”

"As for you, not only did you ask your boss for extra help, but I even needed the gods to wipe your ass in the end, and if all the rangers were like you, even doubling the number of the main gods would not be enough. ”

"You should be secretly glad that it weren't for the presence of a divine servant in this mission"

Gotarug knew intuitively that something drastic was about to happen, so he quickly summoned all the important members to the horde. Soon, more than twenty respected members of the Wind Tribe gathered in front of Roger and his party, who respectfully saluted Vivien, and then waited for the "Divine Word" with nervousness and antiquity.

Then, there was a long silence.

The tribesmen didn't understand the meaning of the phrase at all—or that they could understand the phrase itself, but they didn't understand what was going to happen.

She glanced at Roger, who nodded at her, indicating that this was basically the process.

Usugru listened and stroked his beard slowly, his eyes shining with wisdom—but he didn't understand.

Roger knew that this would be the result, he smiled and clapped his hands: "Anyway, you don't care about the specific process, you don't need to understand what is happening now." It would be nice to leave it to the professionals."