"You shouldn't have asked me about fire. You should ask Lichou, he is the closest person to the fire spirit in this tribe. Ensaild took a sip of milk tea and looked at the flames under the copper kettle, which seemed harmless and easy to control, but the white wolf knew that this was just a façade, no matter how big the fire was, what kind of fire it was lit, as long as they were given the opportunity, it could make the whole grassland rise.

"Lichou, is that the name of the shaman of this tribe?" Cheese silently wrote down the name. As long as the name is correct, even if it is not the so-called real name, it can give the mage a lot of information, "I heard that your clan has only one shaman, which is a little too little for a tribe of this size. Is there some reason?"

Instead of continuing to ask for personal information about Lichou, the other party turned to the number of shamans in the tribe, which honestly relieved the white wolf. In any case, the purpose and identity of the gray-robed man in front of him were uncertain, although he claimed to be a traveler, and what he and his companions did in the marketplace was faintly supporting this, but deception was not an unusual thing in that civilization. It seems that all living beings, not just humans, are born to know how to deceive.

Therefore, Nthought didn't really want to reveal more personal information about Lichou, after all, it was their only shaman.

"The Spirit of Fire is special. The expression on the white wolf's face was a little complicated when he said this, as the son of the wolf lord, he also survived the ritual under the gaze of the fire spirit. This is why even if his siblings and even his father himself did not like him, he had to admit his identity, "In other tribes, shamans are selected from among ordinary people by spirits and those who are already shamans, and after a long period of training and study, they eventually become gods to serve. But in our tribe, shamans are not produced by the people. ”

The shaman of the tribe is not a member of his own people, and this is both a secret and not a secret in the tribe. It is said to be a secret because no one will take the initiative to mention it, and it doesn't matter where the shaman comes from to the clan, as long as he comes here and starts serving the clan, then he is a member of the clan. Moreover, it is said that those who try to find the origin of the shamans of the past often do not end well. As for the fact that it is not a secret, it is that the children of the tribe still know about it, and for the clan, it is as natural for the shaman to come from outside the tribe as it is natural for it to rain when it is cloudy and snow when it is cold, and it is not something to be kept secret, so it is not worth talking about.

"Don't you have any doubts about this situation? If the shaman is a foreigner, I don't mean that this can't be done, but the gods worshipped by the tribe are the core of the tribe after all, and it doesn't hurt to have an alien shaman once in a while, but every generation is, this is inevitable..." As the spiritual leader of an entire tribe, the shaman exists much more than just a healer and a soothsayer.

However, the mage did not show much surprise at this, as he once said, the existence of the fire spirit itself is exude weirdness, and as a shaman who serves this strange god, it is not strange how many strange things there are. However, the white wolf's words did give Cheese a lesson, if each generation of shamans came from outside the tribe, then how were they cultivated, and how did the successive generations of shamans succeed smoothly without causing problems? There was a possibility slowly forming in the mage's mind, but it was not yet certain.

"It's okay with those. Tribal and shamanic traditions are ancient traditions, and it is not uncommon to understand them as some kind of transaction or contract. "Tonight is destined to be a sleepless night, telling some stories is just the right time to pass the time, in normal times, Enthod may not be so interested in telling outsiders the legend of the tribe, "In the era when my tribe did not use the fire spirit as a totem, there was a very terrible disaster in that era, and the suffering led by Aleie swept the grassland. First there was a three-year drought without a drop of rain, and then there were three years of flooding, a never-ending drizzle, a man-high flood that overwhelmed everything. All kinds of demons come out of their burrows, feed on humans, kill people for fun, and scream day and night. The tribes are scattered, and even the spirits who want help can't help them. ”

"My ancestors were besieged by the waters, they were a group of outcasts from all over the country, they could not find food, they were targeted by demons, and they saw that the whole tribe was going to be reduced to their amusement. At that time, the first shaman to serve the spirit of fire appeared. It is said that he had two faces, one kind and the other angry. When his kind face opened his eyes, the flood was calm, the grass and trees grew, the disease was healed, and the cattle and sheep were fat. When his angry face opened his eyes, the demons fled, the wind ceased, the wolves did not come near, and the calamity did not come. ”

"He saved my ancestors and the whole steppe, he persuaded the spirit of the rain to stop the rain, and he fought back Alaye with him. After that, he traveled to the ministries to help them recover from the calamity and taught them to train new shamans. Finally, he returned to the tribe of my ancestors and was laid to rest because of overwork. In his final years, he spoke of his faith, telling us about the existence of the Spirit of Fire and its greatness. The year after his death, the tribe worshipped the spirit of fire as a totem, and after another year, a second shaman found us, and since then, generations have continued to this day. ”

The teapot, emptied, is like the story from the mouth of the white wolf. Batu had heard of the catastrophe he mentioned, in fact, not only him, but also the various tribes on the steppe had corresponding legends, but in these legends, the people who finally solved the disaster and the methods of solving them were different. But regardless of how the disaster was resolved, the fact that it ever existed is very credible.

"The elf in the rain—" Cheese chewed on the title, which reminded him of an evil god he had encountered, the Wanderer in the Rain, the Wet Soul. The evil god fits perfectly into the image of the rain elf, and it is possible that he will cooperate with people. This description is very credible, because unlike most legendary stories that attribute the cause of the disaster to gods or heroes, the story told by the White Wolf has a character who has nothing to do with the tribe, but such a character, who solves the entire disaster with the protagonist of the story. It's not good for the shaman itself, is it, and it even takes some of the credit from the first shaman.

"Do you want to see the ugly?" said Enthord, sensing the mage's obsession with mythology.

"Can you tell me where he is?" Cheese nodded, not denying it. One of the purposes of his visit today was to meet the rumored shaman.

"Then you may be disappointed, the shaman fasts and lives in solitary solitude before the fire call, and he does not see anyone until the ritual is over. ”