"If the Martial King doesn't make a move, he will be safe!" Mars's heart trembled, and he secretly looked at Delina standing behind Carré, and his heart suddenly understood, and now he was very puzzled about how he was not escorted when he went out as the first heir of the Augustus family.

"This Lina is definitely not a maid, otherwise it would be too rebellious for a maid to have such quality!" Mars speculated in his heart that Lina, who was standing behind Carré, should be the guardian, and her strength must be very strong, listening to Carré's words, she should be a half-step martial king-level existence.

Thinking of this, Mars's legs and stomach trembled a little, the existence of the half-step martial king, pinching him to death is no different from pinching an ant to death, at this moment he is extremely lucky in his heart There is no trace of rudeness to Delina along the way.

"No wonder William treats Lina so well, it doesn't look like a maid at all!" Mars recalls Carré's attitude towards Delina along the way, and suddenly speculates in his heart.

Carré didn't expect him to say it casually, Mars could think of so much, but in fact, it was not wrong, Delina's strength was indeed a half-step martial king, but the sea of qi was broken, although Carré has been working hard to "repair", but it has not yet recovered to its original state.

"As for the outside, you can say that I am a student of Berlin Public School, and the purpose of staying is to complete the summer homework left by the school and explore the living habits of the Nurha steppe tribe people!" With that, Carré waved his hand and motioned for Mars to leave.

"Yes, my subordinates understand." Mars replied respectfully, and quickly left the tent to stay with a half-step martial king, he always felt uncomfortable, the air in the room seemed to have condensed into solid, and he couldn't even breathe smoothly.

Time passed quickly, and the sun hanging over the grassland gradually slanted westward, falling below the hazy horizon, and the pale golden light of the setting sun sprinkled like water, giving the grassland a soft beauty.

As soon as evening came, the tribesmen of the Yewov tribe immediately got busy, stacking wood for bonfires on the open meadow, and groups of children running happily around the wood, making a fuss.

Fat cattle and sheep are quickly slaughtered, blooded, skinned, and treated with spices by skilled women to transform them into fragrant grassland delicacies at night.

Not only was it so noisy near Karley, but the entire Yewov tribe, covering an area of more than 5,000 square kilometers, was all noisy and boiling.

Today is the day when the daughter of the patriarch of their Yewofu tribe becomes an adult, and it is also the day when this daughter becomes the young patriarch of the tribe.

Leaning on the wooden rack of the tent, Carré watched the busy appearance of the people of the Wild Wolf tribe, with happy smiles on their faces, and Carré's mood could not help but be happy.

"Dolma, will the coming-of-age celebration of each of your tribal patriarch's daughters be so grand?" Looking at the cattle and sheep that had been quickly processed, Carré couldn't help but ask.

"Of course not, today is not only Miss Naren's coming-of-age celebration, but also the day when Miss Naren inherits the position of young patriarch, so it's so lively!" Dolma, who was beside Carré, explained.

"Female heir to the young patriarch!" Carley was a little surprised, the entire Jialan continent is actually a bit of a patriarchal and inferior atmosphere, although there have been many laws to strengthen the status of women in the past hundred years, but they have only been implemented in some developed cities.

"Of course, Miss Naren is the most talented martial artist of our Wild Wolf tribe since its birth!" At the mention of Naren's name, Zhuoma's eyes were full of pride, and his tone was full of respect for Naren, and his sister Jiya also looked excited and proud.

Ji Ya added: "Although the grassland tribe is dominated by male superiority and female inferiority, it is still respected by strength, and among the patriarch's heirs, there is no one who can compare to Miss Naren's martial talent!" ”

"You know, Miss Naren was promoted to the Silver Martial Artist two years ago at the age of fourteen, and the elders have all said that Miss Nami can definitely become a half-step Martial King, and even has a high chance of being promoted to a Martial King, in that case, our tribe will be able to advance to the Eagle Rank Tribe!"

Ji Ya was very excited, and her face was full of admiration from all over the world.

"Fourteen-year-old Silver Martial Artist, considering the strength of the Wild Wolf Tribe, this Naren's martial artist talent is indeed very good, and the possibility of achieving a ground-level martial king is indeed not small!" Carré nodded, and said secretly in his heart.

If it weren't for the adventures after meeting Galen, he would have been at least seventeen or eighteen years old when he was promoted to the Silver Warrior, although he was also the best among his peers, but he certainly couldn't compare with a martial artist of Naren's talent level.

Calré felt a staring gaze at him, and when he turned around, he saw a fifteen or sixteen-year-old boy in a prairie robe standing not far away, staring at him with anger in his eyes, this young man was very muscular, with a long scar at the corner of his eye, as if torn by the claws of a wild beast.

Frowning slightly, Carré had some doubts in his heart, why was this young man so hostile to him, he had just come to the Wild Wolf tribe, and he had met this young man at all, but when he saw the young man staring at Zhuoma beside him, his eyes revealed a gentle love like water, Carré couldn't help but smile bitterly in his heart, this lesson is a disaster.

Noticing Carré's gaze, the anger in the sturdy boy's eyes intensified, but after seeing Dolma who turned around, he quickly turned around and left.

"Sister, it's Big Brother Bagan!" Seeing the figure disappearing into the tent, Ji Ya covered her mouth and chuckled, "Carley, you probably don't know, Brother Bagan likes his sister to the extreme, and my sister came to propose marriage before she was an adult, and was finally kicked out by Daddy with a stick!" ”

"Jiya, just your mouth!" Zhuoma's face immediately turned red, and he hurriedly stepped forward to cover Jiya's mouth.

While the two sisters were fighting, Mars and Turba walked up to them, laughing as they walked.

"Let's go, William, it's time to go!" Mars smiled and said, "Thank you Uncle Turka, if he hadn't invited us, we wouldn't have been able to celebrate the young patriarch's coming-of-age ceremony in person." ”

The Yewov tribe has a population of one million, and the coming-of-age ceremony of the concubine and the ceremony of inheriting the young patriarch naturally cannot be attended by everyone, only those who have a certain status in the tribe can go to participate in person, and Turba, as a material seller of the tribe, has a high status in the tribe, so he is naturally qualified to go in person, and Mars has purchased a large amount of fur, which is a big customer of the tribe, and it is reasonable for Turba to invite him to participate.

"Okay!" Karley nodded, and said goodbye to the two Dolma sisters, who, Delina, and Mars, led by Turba, led four wolf horses in the stable, hurried towards the interior of the tribe.

The four of them rode on gray-haired steppe wolf horses, galloping over the meadows, and along the way, Karley met many people who rode wolf horses in the same direction as them, including many people whom Turba knew.

When the sun had completely sunset below the horizon, the four of them finally arrived at the banquet ground, which was in a large open field, where the grass had been cut and scattered, and piles of bonfires were placed in the clearing, already burning, and the beating flames lit up the lights around the clearing.

All kinds of processed ingredients of cattle and sheep have been roasted on the bonfire, exuding a burst of aroma, and people around the bonfire gather in groups of three or five, sitting on the ground, laughing and chatting, and there are wooden tables in front of them.

Turka led Carré and his party to a campfire and sat down, not far from the empty raised clearing, where there was also a cluster of bonfires, not more intense than the surrounding bonfires, the ingredients roasted above the flames were more precious, and the wooden tables placed around them were more elaborate, like the products exported by the Lewis family of the Jialan Empire.

"William, this location is not bad, I didn't see that bonfire!" Turba pointed to the bonfire in the raised clearing, patted Karley on the shoulder, and laughed: "The pearl of our tribe will sit there right away, just in time to be able to look at you, and see if your face can attract the pearl of our tribe!" ”

Everyone around the campfire laughed, and Carré shook his head with a smile, picked up the goat's milk on the table, and took a sip.

With a low and powerful horn, the banquet finally began.

Carré also met Naren, who was greatly admired by Dolma and Jiya, the girl was about sixteen years old, not very beautiful, with an ordinary face, but her dark eyes were very bright, like obsidian that emitted ink.

When Naren appeared, the eyes of hundreds of people present were focused on her, but there was no trace of shyness or timidity in her eyes, on the contrary, she exuded a very strong confident temperament, which made people admire in their hearts.

There are twenty or thirty people sitting around the same bonfire with Naren, all of them are golden warriors, and two of them have the strength of a half-step martial king, one of them is a middle-aged man with short black hair, who should be the patriarch of the Yewufu tribe, that is, Naren's father, and there is a similarity between Meiyu and Naren.

The other half-step martial king was an old man with gray hair, but he didn't have the temperament of twilight at all, and when he heard the honorific title of others, he should be the great elder of the Wild Wolf tribe.

Seeing the strength of these people, Carley couldn't help but be secretly frightened, the strength of this wild wolf tribe is really not low, and many marquis families in the imperial capital do not have this strength.

It is no wonder that although the Nurha steppe tribe has backward hardware facilities and the level of weapon forging cannot catch up with the major empires around the steppe, there is still no sense of empire to expedition to the Nurha steppe, any eagle-level tribe has this kind of strength, and the wolf-level tribe at the apex of the grassland tribe, any one of them may have the strength of the rain major empires heads-up.

Later, Naren's coming-of-age ceremony is not much different from the coming-of-age ceremony process of the major empires, but the standard age of adulthood in the grassland is sixteen years old, two years earlier than the adult age of the major empires, and the elegant ballroom dance has become a hot and enthusiastic grassland dance, and the food served on a beautiful plate has become a barbecue-style rough barbecue.

Before you know it, a full moon has risen high in the sky, and the banquet is halfway through, and the people around the campfire are already slightly drunk, their faces are flushed, and their voices are not known to be increased, Carré has not touched a drop of wine, and Mars has only drunk a few glasses of wine.

The hot steppe dance has also been removed, and now it is the talented young people of the Yewofu tribe who take the stage to perform various programs, in fact, this kind of program also contains a meaning, in the customs of the steppe tribe, on the day when the girl becomes an adult, the boy who loves the girl will show his charm in front of the girl, hoping to get the girl's favor.

However, as the young patriarch of the tribe, Naren is the first martial arts genius of the tribe, and his identity is very special, so the purpose of the young man of the Wild Wolf tribe is naturally not to propose, but to attract the attention of the high-level of the tribe.

Most of the programs performed on stage are Yuan Li skill displays, Carley feels that these people's strength is quite good, at the age of fifteen or sixteen, they have the strength of three or four stars of black iron, and all kinds of Yuan Li skills are also very proficient, which is quite meaningful.

Suddenly, a teenager who came on stage caught Carré's attention, with a muscular figure and a scar at the corner of his eye, it was none other than Bagan who had been staring at him angrily not long ago.

Bagan probably drank a lot of wine, his face was a little flushed, and he was slightly drunk, which was the time when he was very excited physically and mentally.

"Young Patriarch Naren, I, Bagen. The show that Tours brings to you is a real combat exercise! Bagan knelt down on one knee and said very loudly.

The crowd around the bonfire suddenly became noisy, and the people on the alcohol suddenly roared, although the previous performances of those talents were wonderful, but they were all practiced alone, lacking the passion and blood of the grassland people.

Only actual combat drills can highlight the domineering spirit of their steppe people!

"Mars, I'll tell you!" Turba put his arms around Mars's shoulder, his face was full of wine, and he shouted loudly: "This Bagen is the pride of our Eastern District, he is a three-star black iron martial artist at the age of sixteen, and this kid is born with divine power, and he can't suppress him when he goes crazy."

What's even more powerful is that this kid's talent in combat is not ordinarily strong, seeing the scar at the corner of his eye, that is the glory left by his hunting of the green-veined steppe tiger this spring, it is an adult green-veined steppe tiger, comparable to the peak martial artist of black iron, and he was hunted and killed by him! ”

A drunken Turka chatters about Bagan's past, and Carré has a bad feeling when he sees Bagan's angry eyes.

"Bagen!" Naren muttered in his heart, he had a little impression of this person, he was a well-known genius in the eastern part of the tribe, born with divine powers, and a few months ago he also hunted an adult green-striped steppe tiger, and one of her tiger skin robes was made from that tiger skin.

"Yes!" Naren nodded, not only did she have a good impression of Bagen, but she was also tired of watching those shows that performed Yuan Li skills alone, and she also wanted to watch some exciting shows.

"Call out your Combatants!"

"Thank you, young patriarch!" Bagan stood up from the ground, reincarnated in the direction of Carré, his eyes were full of war, and shouted at Carré, "Outsider, if it's a man, come here to fight!" ”

It's time for the fight scene again, think about it!

(End of chapter)