The forbidden samurai of the Temple of Modo?

Fenria's face changed, but she greeted her without showing any weakness.

The middle-aged priest who took the lead was majestic, didn't look at her, glanced at everyone left and right, and said, "Do you know what the consequences are if you leave the territory given to you by the god of Modo without permission?" He said in a stern tone, and when he heard that there was a shocking awe in his heart, this was the momentum that must be in a high position for a long time and with the support of a strong force behind him, he did not say the result, but left the problem to everyone to think about, and the oppressive force was even heavier.

The samurai beside him did not squint, his body was straight, his face was cold, the long axe in his hand was sharp and sharp, and the black and gloomy axe was so cold that it seemed to condense water droplets.

Fenria raised her voice as hard as she could, "It's funny, we followed the orders of the Senate and moved our clan to the bay, should the temple take care of this little thing?"

It was the only voice in the field at this moment, and although it was loud, it seemed so pale and weak.

The middle-aged priest snorted lightly and said contemptuously, "The Modo Temple has not been notified by the Council of Elders, so this decree should be a false message. He ignored Finya's angry expression and turned to the crowd, "Either go back or pay the atonement, you can choose for yourselves, and give you three days." ”

After saying that, he turned away without looking back, and the armor of the samurai behind him made a clanging sound as it moved, constantly falling on everyone's ears, knocking on their nerves.

From beginning to end, the middle-aged priest had not looked at Fenlia once, and his tone was decisive, with undoubted coercion, just a few words cast a haze in everyone's hearts.

Fenria noticed that many people were already looking frightened, and even whispering, believing that it would not be long before someone would come to her and propose to return to her original residence.

She was a little dazed in her eyes, wouldn't it be good to lead her people out to avoid the invasion of war?

Since the death of her father a year ago, she has led the tribe alone, she is always worried about the food, clothing and warmth of the people, no matter when, she needs to face the eyes full of trust and expectation, she is sometimes very scared, very lonely, but she still survived, made one decision after another, but now, are these decisions wrong?

Luo Lan stepped forward and whispered in her ear, "What does it mean to pay the atonement fee?"

Hearing this, Fenlia looked like a drowning person caught a piece of driftwood, and her eyes suddenly lit up, and then she lowered her head and said with a wry smile: "The life of the tribe is maintained by hunting and farming, and sometimes it depends on fishing and hunting, because the destination this time is a coastal city, so most of the farm tools have been exchanged for fishing gear, and some of the clansmen have never even seen gold coins, so how can they pay such a large amount of money." ”

Luo Lan pondered for a moment, and then asked, "Do you know how much you need?"

If you don't want to turn back, you have to pay this fee, because although the Presbyterian Council agrees to the internal relocation of some tribes, if the Modo Sect does something against a small tribe, the Presbyterian Council will not be able to offend the Modo Sect in order to protect them.

If Luo Lan was them, they didn't even need to make a move, they only needed to incite the nearby sects and believers to carry out aggressive attacks, which was enough to make this small tribe retreat or ...... Destroy!

"Even if we know the amount, where can we find such a large sum of money in a short period of time?" Fenria bit her lower lip and said with a stubborn expression, "No, I can't let my people go back to suffer from the war, and since I'm here, I won't turn back." ”

She took a deep breath, squeezed out a confident smile, and faced everyone: "Everyone go back, Fenria will solve this matter." ”

Although everyone was still worried about this matter, Fenria's mood clearly affected them, and they left one after another.

Luo Lan sighed secretly, as the leader of this clan, Fenya must always be strong, her every move directly affects the mood of the tribe, is it too heavy for a woman like her who is less than twenty years old?

However, this world is so realistic and cruel.

No one can avoid it, no one.

After everyone walked away, Fenria couldn't help but sigh, "Is there really no way?"

"I have a way!"

With a deep shout, a burly white-haired man walked over.

"Harry?" Fenria Yu's face was cold, and she said angrily, "What are you doing here, I told you, you are not welcome here!"

"A thousand gold coins. Harry said in a deep voice.

"What?" Fenria was stunned for a moment, then a hint of realization, "You mean ......"

"Yes!" Harry looked at Luo Lan and repeated again, "One thousand!

Fenria slowly closed her beautiful eyes, only to feel haggard, and said without hope: "Then what is the method you said?"

Harry's eyes flickered, and he said in a deep voice, "We can organize a fighting group!"

The word "Fighting Group" made Luo Lan's mind suddenly flash a little inspiration, in his original plan, wasn't this an important link?

For nearly 100 years, the swamp city of Kakamila has carved out this coastal city into a unique arena for the heroic age of mankind.

Propped up by a free city-state and a maritime alliance of commerce, the city is synonymous with violence and blood, and a paradise for men's dreams and glory.

The arena not only provides entertainment and excitement for ordinary people, but also provides a place and service for the private fights of masters.

What's more, the rewards in the arena are incredibly huge, and of course, the stronger the enemies you face, the more you're likely to get.

Masters and mercenary groups from all continents have come one after another, either to improve their strength in actual combat, or to get honor, or for money, or for status, as long as they pay enough, the rewards are also rich and abnormal.

In the early days of the plan, Luo Lan had been struggling to find a suitable group or identity to join, could it be that blending into this tribe was part of the plan?

He gradually got a clue.

"I disagree!"

Fenria flatly denied it, and she exclaimed, "I can't let my people sell their blood and lives, just for ...... Just to get some screams and cheers from the filthy people!"

"How can this be a betrayal?" Harry said in a loud voice, "In the arena, even if you are a commoner, as long as you defeat the enemy, you may get a revered status and countless riches, and everything you want can be found there!

Fenria's expression suddenly calmed down, she looked at Harry with complicated eyes, and said sharply, "You found those temple sacrifices, right?

Harry was silent for a moment, then met Fenria's murderous eyes and admitted, "Yes!"

But unexpectedly, after getting this answer, Fenria didn't say anything, but just sighed lightly and shook it: "But, who is going?"

"I'll go!"

Luo Lan and Harry spoke at the same time, they couldn't help but glance at each other, Luo Lan smiled faintly, he turned his head away, and looked at the horizon in the distance.

Yes, everything can be found there.

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