The central square of Gurudin Town is the place where the Blood Wolf Clan holds various grand ceremonies, and is located in the most prosperous area of Gurudin, surrounded by many shops. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 In the center of the info square, there is a statue of a giant wolf more than 30 meters high, this bronze giant wolf stepped on the boulder, leaned down and stared down, this is the legendary ancestor of the blood wolf family, the king of the blood wolf, legend has it that he will transform into a huge and incomparable beast on the night of the full moon. In front of the giant wolf sculpture placed nine huge round copper tripods, each bronze tripod is engraved with birds, beasts, flowers and insects, from the king of birds to the phoenix reborn from the fire, from the all-encompassing gold devouring insect to the king of evil eyes, from the war giant beast Beamon to the ogre king, these nine tripods, every corner is carved with the most powerful existence in the world. When every teenager of the blood wolf clan participates in the coming-of-age ceremony, they will go to the copper tripod to worship their ancestors, and they will also see the precious wealth left by these ancestors.

In this huge square, there are thirty-seven sea-based rock pillars covered with ancient shells, and at the top of the stone pillars are huge flags, which can be heard far and wide whenever there is a windy weather. The magic runes drawn by the ancestors of the beast werewolves carved on these sea-based rock pillars may be too old to be blurred, but these thirty-seven totem poles represent the true heritage of the blood wolf clan, and every powerful shaman priest of the blood wolf clan has had a feeling under these stone pillars, and in recent years, the strongest blood wolf clan, the great shaman Lord Kulebaolos, has comprehended the battle shaman's high skill "Shaman's Fury" under the seventeenth totem pole, and thus laid his path to kingship.

When there are no more ceremonies, the square is closed, with a log fence four or five meters high enclosing the whole square in the middle, and eight werewolf guards in chain armor take turns guarding the huge wooden gate of the square day and night. The giant slash in the knife box on their backs emitted a cold cold light, and only on the coming-of-age ceremony at the turn of spring and summer, the harvest day in autumn, and the hairy winter day in winter, the Guruding Tribal Elders' Council would open the gate and let the werewolves of the Blood Wolf tribe enter the square to hold the sacrifice.

Outside the wooden fence around the square, chestnut trees grow luxuriantly and are shaded by green trees. Under the shade of the roadside trees on the bluestone pavement that surrounds the wooden fence around the square. There are many quaint and simple wooden chairs made of wood split in half, and many old orcs like to sit on the benches under the chestnut trees, drink a cup of spicy tree rice wine, eat a bowl of tamales, and enjoy the afternoon to the fullest. There were also some babbling wolf children, playing around the benches.

The Blood Wolf Tribe Council Hall was also built here, facing the wooden gate in the central square. Sixty years ago, the building was overseen by Lord Kulebaoros, the leader of the Blood Wolf Clan, and the entire council building is divided into four floors. The huge granite foundation is ten meters high, the forty-nine steps of stone are polished smoothly, and the main entrance of the council hall is flanked by sixteen giant stone pillars, and the thirty-meter high carved stone pillars need four people to hold hands to enclose them.

There are a total of one hundred and seventeen members of the Council of Elders in the town of Grudin, and these elders who have the right to speak in the blood wolf clan are composed of nobles, wise men, shamans, and powerful orc warriors in the Gruudin tribe, and now the council leader of the Council of the Gruudin Tribe is the young acting chief Kut.

I hid in the crowd of the Raitu tribe and watched the two groups of orc elders in the square. It seems that there are also many contradictions in the Elder Council of Gurudin, and it is clear that there are slightly more people gathered on the side of Chief Kut. But there was no absolute superiority, and most of them were young warriors and shamans in fancy and strange robes, and most of them were on the side of the chief of the Kutdai. On the other side was another group of tribal nobles and the wise men of Gurudin. They also gathered around, watching curiously as the orcs of the Laytu tribe carried the supplies on the argali's body one by one.

Some of the elders still have a lot of complaints about these beast girls dressed as warriors, but their eyes will cautiously look at the face of the chief of Kutdai not far away, and I secretly admire, it seems that this brother of Kuzi is still a leader with a very good means. It's amazing to be able to quickly gain a foothold in the Guruding Tribal Council of Elders!

Under the gaze of the surrounding crowd, the tip of a sharp dagger easily sliced through the burlap bag, revealing the neatly bundled dwarven chain mail inside. I stood speechlessly as I looked at the werewolf guard with the dagger in its scabbard, and thought to myself: wouldn't it be better to just untie the pocket?

The crowd around them fell silent. Kurt walked closer and picked up a dwarf chain mail that was still stained with blood, leaned over and sniffed it on the armor with his nose, his brows furrowed deeply, and turned to the wolf clan elder I had seen on the side and said: "The blood stains on this dwarf chain mail smell very fresh, it seems that it hasn't been long after it has been stained, and you don't need to smell the sake lees carefully, you can know that it is the smell of those gray dwarves!"

I don't know why there is such a lion and tiger with two different colored eyes wrapped in gray cloth in the Gurudin Presbyterian Church, and I can see that he has a high position in the Presbyterian Church, and when he approached, the elders on the side got out of the way. The liger elder opened his dark gold and pale green pupils, and under the cloak it was like two lights shining on the dwarven chain mail. He laughed dryly a few times, and said hoarsely: "It seems that the seven boys of the Kurad family must have encountered some accidents, but it seems that there are still some gains......

All the elders also followed the words of the lion elder and focused their eyes on Kuz's body, and at this time he was standing behind his brother Kut with a relaxed face, and while the others were not paying attention, he quickly stuffed a piece of dried meat into his mouth, chewing hard. There was no way, it was already past noon, and everyone didn't drink a sip of water. This kid must have seen me and Qige secretly hiding in the crowd of the tribe and secretly nibbling on bread, and he couldn't help it, so he took out a piece of dried meat and ate it.

However, the upright werewolf boy didn't expect that before he could swallow this mouthful of dried meat, all the elders of the Council of Elders shifted their eyes to him, at this time, Kuzi was inevitably a little embarrassed, but the mouthful of dried meat stuffed in his mouth had not yet been chewed, Kuzi could only barely squeeze out a trace of embarrassed smile, and swallowed the dried meat with difficulty under Kut's gaze.

"Don't you want to tell me what's going on?" asked Kut with a calm face, he was still the chief of the Guruding tribe in front of outsiders, and he still had to maintain the majesty of the chief.

Kuzi hurriedly scratched his head, only to find that his messy hair like a chicken nest had already been tied into countless braids and gathered on the top of his head, which was very neat. The orcs thought Kuz's hairstyle was beautiful, and I thought they were slapping the future little lord. How I look at it, how I think Kuz's hairstyle looks like a medium-sized spittoon from afar, which is a bit exaggerated, but at least it looks like a pineapple, very much like a red pineapple. Kuzi did not rush to explain, but walked to the side of the messy-looking sack pile, skillfully untied a sack mouth, and with the other hand dragged the bottom corner of the sack and shook it vigorously, seven or eight delicate copper hammers "Ping Pong" fell to the ground.

In this way, argali, chain mail, and copper hammer appeared in the eyes of all the elders, and it was clear without explanation, this must have met the gray dwarf robbers, and won the battle to get such a trophy. However, the dispatch of the wolf cavalry of the Gruuddin tribe was through a warrant duly issued by the Council of Elders, and I have not heard of the recent movement of troops! Could it be that Chief Kut used his personal guard to help his brother earn this feat? If this is the case, it would be a bit too hasty.

But seeing the puzzled look on Kut's face, the elders found that they had taken it for granted, and while the young acting chief was resolute in his work, he was inevitably hasty and reckless in some decisions, but he was still diligent and responsible. Apparently Chief Kutdai was unaware of this, and at this point Kuz stepped up from his brother's side and began to tell us about our trip to Nightwolf Bluff.

"Jia and I took the Laytu tribe to Qinghai Lake outside the Night Wolf Cliff Pass to look for salt, and just two days after we walked out of Gurudin, we were targeted by a group of dwarven bandits......" Kuz said slowly, telling the story very methodically, and speaking orc language without stuttering.

What an honest-looking orc boy like him tells is often more convincing.

In fact, we mixed a little bit of water with Kuz in the Image, and we deliberately concealed the independent fight against the Grey Dwarf bandits, and instead vaguely said that we had some help from the Storm Chaser Adventure Party, as I was worried that the Frost Scrolls would be revealed, which was not a good thing. So on the other night, we and the old orcs of Gribasiachin told a story to every orc, old man, and child in the Laytu tribe one by one, and let them remember that the Storm Chaser Adventure Group that came to the caravan helped us defeat the Gray Dwarf bandit group when the Gray Dwarves attacked our tribe, and of course, we can't ignore the performance of the Lay Warriors of the Lay Tribe......

First we believed it, then the orc warriors of the Raitu tribe, who believed that the scrolls were the powerful weapons that the powerful water mage Gogo had given us, and now when Kuz spoke to the council elders, they believed it too. However, after some time, the elders of the council began a long discussion about where these gray dwarf bandits came from.

The orc warriors of those tribes unloaded their goods and were taken away by Geril. And, of course, those argali. For the Laytu tribe, these sheep are considered real possessions, and they cannot be given up under any circumstances. Kig and I sat on the salt bags farther away, and it was somewhat boring to watch the orc elders spew useless saliva around the dwarven chain mail.

I couldn't help but open my mouth and yawn, this yawning seemed to be contagious, and Qige next to me also yawned, and stretched her waist coquettishly, she was like a white lily, which made my heart drift away all of a sudden, remembering the little white flower that used to be on campus. Seeing that I was looking at her in a daze, Qige gave me an angry look, but I saw the slightly upturned arc on the corner of her mouth, and she smiled and looked in a good mood. (To be continued.) )