Chapter 54: The Drought I

How is this possible?

Mom has always been the strongest in my heart, how can the result of divination be like this?

I didn't give up and did it again.

The question this time is – which is stronger druid or shaman?

The result is - wrong!

That said, the question is wrong!

What's going on?

How could something that I had always believed in be wrong?

It's terrible!

I even doubted everything I ever saw!

However, I think there may be some deviations in the results of the divination, just like the grandfather's time.

So, I did a few more divinations.

The results are all the same.

Mom is not strong...... It's not strong at all...... The same goes for druids......

I had a sad night.

My brother thought that I was unhappy because I was reprimanded by my grandfather, but in fact, he didn't know that I was shattered because of what I believed in before.

It's like the meteor brought not the child of Mother Earth God, but the demon Leo.

It's like I always thought that grandpa they didn't know about my changes, but they already knew.

It's like I didn't believe that centaurs would sneak up on the village, but with the help of the demon Leo, I protected my family and my mother.

Actually, I should have thought a long time ago that if my mother was really that strong, she should have stood up and fought the redmane Gadrel that day......

Of course, I'm glad that all these beliefs have been shattered, and nothing unfortunate has happened.

Except for the damned demon Leo who died, everything else was fine.

I am fine.

The family is nice.

The village is also nice.

I quickly reassured myself.

It doesn't matter what profession he is strong and what profession is weak!

As long as I can protect them, I will be content.

Thinking about it, my heart slowly became happy.

It's the second half of the night.

My brother fell asleep right next to me.

He said he came to comfort me, but more often than not, he was drinking on his own.

I don't drink.

Originally, Leo died, and I shouldn't have to worry about getting drunk, but I just don't like the feeling of my body being out of control.

It's like the night the meteor fell, my hands groped uncontrollably on my body, face, and corners...... It's just too bad!

So, while my brother persuaded me, he drank and drunk himself.

Mom, Dad, Grandpa, and Sister were busy with the affairs of the village, and Patu and Ian went to bed early, and my brother, as my only companion, naturally had to accompany me.

However, he was really too attentive when he drank.

Moreover, I didn't listen much to what he advised me......

I kind of understand, this, maybe it's growth, right?

At least, many things are different from when I was a child.

In the days that followed, I continued to hunt on time, but the number of prey I caught was much less.

It's not that I completely obeyed my grandfather.

In fact, even if I listened, the others, including my father, would not take my grandfather's words too seriously, but they would be more restrained when they approached the direction of Duodi Village.

The real reason is that the climate in the steppe has changed.

It was already the season for rain, but the sky was slow to rain, and the meadows and woods began to turn yellow like autumn, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter, and the water in the river began to dry up.

Immediately after, the crops in the fields were also affected.

Grandpa finally got worried and did a divination with me.

This time, the sacrifice was not a prey from outside, but an old Kodo beast in the village.

Kodomon belonged to an old man who died shortly after the drought began.

He starved to death.

Actually, it's not that there is nothing to eat in the village. Even though the old man has no children and no daughters, the prey we bring back will always give him some of it.

He was just too old to eat meat, and there was not enough wheat left in the house, so he mixed some meat and made a thick meat paste soup, but he ate his stomach badly, and from then on he could not eat anything, and finally starved to death as he watched the food in front of him.

The death of this old man was a great blow to the village.

We buried the old man and watched his soul dissipate in front of the bed like Grandma Kate's.

Then, we killed the Kodo beast that had been with him for more than ten years and did a divination for the whole village.

The results are clear – this will be a two-year drought.

The drought will cause the crops in the village to be lost.

After the divination, Grandpa's beard suddenly turned white!

It was then that I remembered that divination for the future comes at a price!

The price that Grandpa paid was to make himself older. That is, he gave part of his life!

Compared with the panic of the whole village, what made me even more uncomfortable was that my grandfather paid part of his life. Because it means that the time for him to leave is getting closer and closer......

Grandpa smiled and said, "This is the priest's mission...... Send someone to inform the other villages, and in the next two years, we will get through it! ”

It occurred to me that if one day in the future, I would have to pay such a price for the people in the village or my family, would I be like my grandfather?

When I thought about it, I suddenly felt that I should do the same!

Three days later, people from the villages of Bezu and Wana came to borrow food.

Fortunately, there is still a lot of food left in the village, and it can last for more than a year, as long as you save some and add prey, it should be no problem to survive these two years.

Dad regretted the grain that was used to make wine.

In winter, we braved the snowflakes and continued to go out hunting, and although the harvest was getting less and less, at least, no one in the village went hungry.

Before winter, the goblin merchants came again, but there was not much to exchange goods with them in the village.

Before the recovery festival, everyone carefully counted the food at home, for fear that they would accidentally eat up all the stocks and not survive the winter.

Fortunately, during the recovery festival, everyone was still generous and took out the treasured bread and jerky.

At the ceremony, the sacrifice was a wild sheep.

Compared to previous years, such sacrifices were too shabby.

Moreover, this time the revival festival sacrifice was also presided over by me.

This time, the incantation was longer and more solemn, and the whole village was extremely solemn.

Finally, when everyone shouted in unison and bowed down, I suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

I suddenly wanted to say, "O all-powerful Mother Earth, if you can really feel our call, please don't dislike that our offerings are too few, please show us the way forward......"

However, there is no such sentence in the incantation.

Except for me and Grandpa, Patu, and Ian, everyone knelt respectfully under the altar.

All I could see was their horns and heads, and their backs.

After the festival, everyone began to enjoy a much richer dinner than usual, but not many people were happy.

In fact, a lot of the food we ate during this time was brought back from our hunting.

As the meadows withered, the rivers dried up, and the trees withered, there was less and less food we could hunt.

The famine in the village of Bezu was even greater than ours, and my aunt even came back to live for a long time.

And the hunting party, in this winter, was not idle at all, and even the trainee warriors sometimes joined the team that went out in search of food.

This year's winter was much longer than usual......

After the recovery festival, the weather improved, and gradually, the land showed signs of recovery, and the snowflakes that fell in winter moistened the land in early spring, but we knew that the drought would continue.

The weeds, wild vegetables, wild fruits, and even grass roots that take advantage of the early onset of snow have become our food.

Shortly before spring, the men, women and children of the village went out together to dig up the early onset of tender greenery......

The caravan is here again, but not the Troll Chamber of Commerce, but the Goblin Chamber of Commerce.

Moreover, they came with food!

In addition to food, they also brought more white bear people bodyguards.

This time, the goblins exchanged food for everyone's goods.

Although food was scarce in the village, there were still a lot of things to exchange, such as those antlers and horns, wolf skins and wolf fangs hunted in winter, strange stones picked up, and so on.

The goblins say that the price of food has risen, and it will take three times as much goods to get twice as much food.

Suddenly, the people in the village were in a hurry.

It's a pity that those white bear people bodyguards immediately clenched their weapons to protect the truck.

At this time, I felt that these goblin merchants were actually really hateful......

What's even more odious is that they actually offered to exchange the Warcraft elephant skull specimen hanging at home with their grandfather for the same price!

I didn't think Grandpa would agree, after all, it was something that symbolized the glory of our Doon family.

But I didn't expect that grandpa actually agreed!

Looking at the hair of his pale beard, I felt even more uncomfortable.

So, the elephant's head, the size of half a table, could have been exchanged for two carts or even more of grain, but in the end it was only exchanged for three sacks of wheat.

Grandpa kept one bag for the family and gave the other two bags to the two poorest families in the village.

Summer is coming, the drought is still ongoing.

This year, in my memory, seems extraordinarily long.