The wind from the sea was mixed with the smell of saltiness, and the wind whined through the valley like a man's groan in pain, and at the mouth of the valley a dead tree was wrapped with many colored ropes, and the skull of a sheep hung from the top of the dead branches, and the hollow eyes stared at those who tried to break into the valley, and the valley was perennially filled with white mist, as if there were monsters looming, and this was the sacred place of the West Slavs, where a prophet was said to live, But even the West Slavs were reluctant to approach the valley easily.

"Gotcha, gotta gotcha." But today, the sound of horses' hooves was heard from the mouth of the valley, and three uninvited guests appeared at the entrance of the valley, all wearing cloaks and hoods covering their faces, as if they did not want to be recognized.

"Master, one step further is the Prophet's territory, and it is better for us not to disturb him easily." When they reached the entrance to the valley, the two attendants stopped when they saw the sheep's skull, which symbolized the warning, and the mounts they were leading behind them also stopped.

"How can we meet the prophet if we don't go in, and we must meet the prophet for the future of the Great Emirate of Mecklenburg." Even if he offered noble sacrifices to the gods, the condition of the Grand Chief of Mecklenburg did not improve in the slightest, which made Kang Tuoyi even more worried, and in despair he remembered that when he was young, he sat in a bear skin in front of the fireplace and played, and his father told him stories about the gods of the Lomwa religion, one of which was the story of a mysterious prophet who lived far away from the crowd and could foresee the future.

"We know you're worried about the Great Chief. But we are only mortals, and if we go to the prophet, we are likely to have our souls snatched. However, the two attendants did not intend to go any further, and although the Prophet was said to be able to foresee the future, it was full of blood and unpredictable dangers, like all the gods of the Lomwa Cult.

"I have brought him a sacrifice, and he will not ask for your soul." Kang Tuoyi untied a bag from his horse, and there seemed to be a living creature in the bag, constantly moving, and if he wanted to ask the Prophet questions, he had to have a sacrifice that satisfied him.

"Who knows if he can be satisfied?" The retinue still refused to advance, and even Kang Tuoyi, as the master, could not force them to take a step forward. It's an instinctive fear of mystical things.

"Okay. You wait for me here, and I'll go alone. Like a hero of the mythology of Lomwa, Kang Tuoyi walked into the valley with the sacrificial sack on his back, and soon his figure disappeared into the thick fog. There was no sign of it. The two attendants looked at each other. They nervously clenched the hilt of their swords at their waists.

Kang Tuoyi gasped and turned the sack on his back upward, the road in the valley was difficult to walk, rough and foggy. Several times Kang Tuoyi almost fell down the hillside, but he quickly steadied himself, it is said that the Prophet usually lived in a cave halfway up the mountain, and he walked for a long time without seeing such a cave, until he felt that his knees were sore and weak, and the sacrifice on his back was getting heavier and heavier, when he raised his head and suddenly the fog cleared, and a cliff appeared in front of him, and there was a naturally formed cave on the cliff, and from the cave hung down several long green vines.

"On this?" Kang Tuoyi wiped a handful of sweat, and finally a smile appeared on his face, he tied the bag around his waist without saying a word, grabbed two vines with both hands and climbed up, after some dangerous climbing, he finally touched the edge of the cave on this steep and smooth cliff, and climbed up the cave with both arms, although there were torches on the wall in the cave, but it was still dim, Kang Tuoyi didn't care about resting and took a torch from the wall and walked towards the depths of the cave.

"You're here." When Kang Tuoyi walked into the end, he saw that there were many animal or human bones hanging on the walls inside, making a crisp sound of clanging when the wind blew, the interior of the cave was very large, naturally forming a living room, and there was an iron tong pot in the center, the fire under the tong pot was not extinguished, so some green liquid in the tong pot was bubbling, and if you looked closely, you could see that there were animal skulls in it churning up and down.

"You, are you a prophet?" Kang Tuoyi looked at the curtain made of a dirty piece of linen behind the tong pot suspiciously, and there seemed to be a figure shaking behind the curtain, where the sound came from.

"Didn't you come for me? I know you're coming today. The prophet made a voice from behind the curtain, it was the voice of an old man, Kang Tuoyi put down the sacrificial bag from his waist, he opened the mouth of the bag inside, and bleated from the bag, the head of a white lamb was always curiously exposed, it turned out that Kang Tuoyi brought a white lamb.

"Prophet, this is the sacrifice I have brought to you, and I hope you will be satisfied." Kang Tuoyi took the lamb out of the bag and placed it in front of the prophet, it was a white lamb without a single stray hair, which was carefully selected by Kang Tuoyi.

"It depends on what you ask, noble Kang Tuoyi." The Prophet spoke slowly from behind the hazy linen.

"You know me?" Kang Tuoyi was a little surprised, he didn't expect his name to be revealed by this mysterious prophet, which made him a little curious about the faceless old man in front of him, but he didn't forget his business, he asked the prophet about the future of the great chief and the country, hoping that the prophet could see and guide him in the vision to better lead the country.

"Although the sacrifice you brought was good, it was only enough to answer one question, are you ready?" The Prophet believed that the lamb brought by Kang Tuoyi was only enough to pay for one prophecy, which meant that Kang Tuoyi could only choose one issue for the health of the Great Chief and the future of the country, which made Kang Tuoyi feel a little embarrassed.

"Then let's talk about whether the Great Chief can be healthy?" Kang Tuoyi frowned and sat cross-legged on the ground, he thought for a moment and decided to figure out if his father could come back to life.

"Okay." The Prophet came from behind the linen, and when he saw the Prophet covering his body with a cloak, his back was raised high, and his body was bent like a bow, and the Prophet used a wooden bowl to scoop up the juice from the tongs, and put the bowl on the side of his mouth to drink the juice, and after drinking the mysterious liquid, the Prophet trembled, and he raised his head and opened his eyes, and their eyes became white, as if they had no eyeballs, and his mouth made a voice that did not seem to come from the world.

"First, Prophet." Kang Tuoyi jumped up from the ground with wide eyes, he had never seen the Prophet's vision, so he was a little uneasy and frightened, but the Prophet just knelt on the ground and muttered to himself.

"The crown-wearer groaned in pain on the sickbed, the soul begged for the end of life under the torment of the disease, three crows fought over the dead branches outside the window, one watched, two fought and bitten, and at last the victor took the crown, but the ground was covered with fragments of pottery bearing the coat of arms of Mecklenburg."

"Then, what will be the fate of the Great Emirate, and who will take the crown in the end." Seeing that the Prophet was in a meditative state, Kang Tuoyi decided to take a risk and ask a question while the Prophet was delirious, otherwise he would be tormented by the question.

"That's the second question." Suddenly, the Prophet raised his head and roared at Kang Tuoyi, the wrinkles on his face were like spider webs, and his face was distorted like a demon from hell, but as Kang Tuoyi asked, the Prophet lowered his head again and muttered to himself.

"In the darkness a great shadow was approaching Mecklenburg, and the shadow looked like a big cat, and the crows were attacked by the big cats and flew away or were killed, and blood and feathers were scattered all over the ground, and I saw flags falling from the top of the castle, and bald people singing praises, oh blood, blood pouring in like the sea~~~~~~." The Prophet made a painful sound, he scratched at his throat with his dark fingers, as if to scratch it, blood running down the wound, Kang Tuoyi's face turned pale, he leaned against the wall and stepped back towards the exit, and at the Prophet's roar he fled the cave that emitted a foul smell and a terrible shadow.

"Master, you're back." Kang Tuoyi's entourage waited for him boredly, and when the sun was in the middle of the sky, Kang Tuoyi's figure appeared from the valley, and he no longer had a sacrificial bag on his body.

"Let's go." Kang Tuoyi's face was pale, he grabbed the reins of the horse handed over by his entourage, and desperately waved his horsewhip to escape from the valley, and the entourage also hurriedly turned over and chased desperately, it was the first time they saw the fearless Kang Tuoyi show such an expression, that expression was scared and frightened to the extreme, and none of the attendants dared to gnaw, but in their hearts they were not only guessing what caused this fearless person to show such a frightened expression.

"I must stop the feud between Momis and Bilis, which will lead to the demise of the Great Emirate." Kang Tuoyi is not only a fearless warrior, he is also a very intelligent man, he immediately analyzes that his father will die in the winter, and the two elder brothers will fight for the crown of the great chief, but the winner is someone else, the big cat, what is the big cat, this is what makes Kang Tuoyi puzzled, but he believes that as long as the two brothers can stop the fearless fight, the united West Slavs will be able to resist any invading enemy.

Just as Kang Tuoyi returned with a mysterious prophecy, Arold's light cavalry was wandering around the border, scouting the weakest points of the West Slavs, and fortunately due to the illness of the Grand Chief of Mecklenburg and the fighting of his sons, there were hardly any organized patrolmen on the border, and the Sigoslavs were still ignorant of Arrod's arrival. (To be continued......)

PS: There is more today, don't go away