Hearing this, Aigna smiled lightly, then held the wine glass, leaned against the wall of the car, tasted slowly, and then admired the unique scenery of the Nord Northland. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Hey, what's that?" asked Agna, pointing suddenly to a building in the middle of the field.

Mu and the female warrior both turned their heads and saw the house. It's just that the female warrior glanced at it casually, raised her glass again, licked the last bit of wine foam, and said, "It's nothing, it's just an ordinary house." ”

Mu looked at the house, it did have characteristics, it seemed to be an upside-down longship that was used as a roof and erected on the house.

Actually, each ethnic house has its characteristics. For example, Swadia is generally a steeple hut dominated by stone and wood materials, while functional buildings with low environmental requirements, such as stables and cowsheds, are built of stone and thatch. Vigia, on the other hand, had most of their houses made of pure stone due to the need for heating and fire, with only coarse timber beams or roofs. The Kugit maintained their national style and still lived in tents. Even in some large cities, only the Nayan were able to live in stone houses, while others still set up tents around the castle to form villages. Salander is even more distinctive, they used local materials to build their houses with white stone bricks, a specialty of the Gobi. As for Rhodok, who is in the same vein as Svadia, it is also slightly different from Svadia in that most of them live in the mountains and forests and build pure wooden buildings.

Of course, all of the above is for ordinary houses.

"Huh," Agna tilted her head, "that roof looks like a boat." ”

"That's right, that's the boat. The female warrior nodded.

"You use the boat as a roof?"

"That's right. "In the archipelago, there are not many resources, especially wood. Moreover, we often have to ship ships and move from archipelago to the archipelago, so we can only save money. So, even though we don't have a shortage of wood now, this tradition continues to this day. ”

"Of course, there's another benefit. Mu took over the conversation, "A family is a boat, even if the Nord Kingdom is invaded, the attacked Nords can quickly escape through the river, which can effectively preserve the population." ”

"Cut," the female warrior turned her face away, as if she was very upset about the topic.

"What's over there?" asked Agna, pointing to the river.

Mu turned his face again, and he saw a small boat that could only accommodate one person parked by the river, and a group of people were standing by the boat crying. At this moment, a gray-haired old man came out of the crowd, took the coarse wine offered by a young man, drank it all, and then lay silently into the boat. The crowd wept as they pushed the boat into the river, and the boat drifted slowly downstream.

"Well," replied the warrioress, who seemed to care more about the wine in her glass, "it was our Nord's funeral." ”

"Funeral?" Aigna was taken aback.

"That's right, funeral. The female warrior said again in the Svadian lingua franca.

"But the old man isn't dead yet!"

"No, he's dead. The warrior shook her head, "In our Nord, when an old man can no longer hold a weapon or a farm implement, he prepares such a funeral for himself. They have no value to the tribe anymore, and it is better to die a decent death than to consume food in vain. ”

"This... Aigna frowned frequently. Educated by Svadia's old mind, the female knight could not understand this massacre of useless people: "What is the difference between this and keeping animals in captivity?"

"There is no glory for brutes. The female warrior said confidently, "For that old man, such an act is undoubtedly a dedication, but also an honor." Even if I grow old, I will choose to die this way. ”

"No, no," Agna shook her head, "this is not glory, this is cowardice! It is the duty of a descendant to let his elders live in peace, and then go to the earth in peace!

"Look, Ryordian!" the female warrior jumped up from the car, "that was the old man's voluntary move, not that we forced him to go. I remember that there is such a thing as dedication in your chivalry, so why is it not glory?"

"This is not the right idea!" Aigna retorted, "the old man should not have been so desolate, his life should not have ended there! He could have teased his grandson and enjoyed his family, but he was forced to die in the mouth of fish and shrimp by your deformed customs, and foolishly regarded it as an honor! To put it bluntly, it is your fault that you are unwilling to take your own responsibilities and use this perverted custom to induce them to death, Nords!" Nonsense, we can sacrifice everything for the sake of our people, what is the value of a weak life?"

Looking at the two people who were tense, Mu was a little stunned. The two of them, who were drinking together just now, suddenly quarreled, it was really a woman's heart, a needle under the sea.

"Mu, you're also from Rui Erdian," Aigna grabbed his boss, "Don't come here to help!"

Mu looked at the female warrior's "If you dare to say something, I'll kill you" expression, scratched her face slightly, and then said, "In my opinion, there is actually no difference between Svadia and Nord. ”

"What?" both women froze.

"Actually, to put it bluntly, this is the same reason as the business house eliminating useless guys. Mu shrugged, "It's just that the comptoir called Swadia gives a little more benefits, so as to win more fame and more people." And Nord, because people are poor and small, can only let them fend for themselves. ”

When the two girls heard this, they felt a little ridiculous, so they only listened to Mu continue

Actually, this is the difference in values formed by the development of the nation. Mu sighed and said, "Swadia has a good environment, so it has the capital to respect the experience and wisdom of the elderly, while the Nords, because of the barren resources, can only focus on the survival of the tribe." It's all tradition, and I can't say right or wrong. ”

"You may think I'm cold, and I can't be wrong. Mu shrugged again, "But that's the case with businessmen, everything prioritizes interests. ”

Aigna nodded, as a knight, she had already made some offences just now, and she had to calm down.

"I'm sorry," Aigna apologized first, "I was impulsive, your tradition, as an outsider, is not qualified to make irresponsible comments." ”

The female warrior saw that the knight had wiped her face, and the depression in her heart was suddenly swept away, "Haha, what's this, we Nords can't stand being said?" Then, she slapped another glass of wine, "Come, let's go again!"

The female knight smiled and raised her glass.

Suddenly, in the distance, a low horn sounded, and the female warrior listened with her ears pricked up, and was overjoyed.

"What's wrong?" asked Agna, "as if she was happy." ”

"Of course, there is a fight in front of you, and the warriors of Nord will not miss a battle!"

"Hey," Mu anxious, "you're not going to pull my caravan up to fight, are you?"

The female warrior glanced at the businessman, "With your little combat power, you can't be hard enough to be a target." ”

She jumped out of the car, looked around, found a tall tree growing by the roadside, and said to the merchant, "It's not far ahead, and after crossing the bridge, there will be no more danger." Put our grain under this tree, and we'll carry it away when we're done." ”

Mu nodded, and asked again, "Aren't you afraid that the grain will be taken away by others?"

"Yes!" the warrior scratched her head and thought for a moment, then suddenly she pulled out her last axe and slashed it at the trunk of the tree. Mu found that this hand axe looked very different from the previous ones, not only the material was much better, but there were also exquisite carvings on the axe surface.

The female warrior clapped her hands and said with satisfaction, "Well, that should be no problem, no one dares to do anything to me yet." ”

Mu stroked his forehead and said helplessly, "Madam, aren't you afraid that the surrounding civilians will come and take away the things?"

The female warrior suddenly realized and said gratefully, "Thank you." Then he pointed to one of the Nord warriors beside him and said, "You, that's you, you stay and watch our food, and lend me weapons and shields by the way." ”

The Nord warrior's face changed drastically, with a "Damn, why are you so unlucky" expression, and while bowing his head and saying yes, he didn't forget to hand out a "you're dead" look to the merchant.

Mu scratched his cheeks in embarrassment, looking at him left and right. As the female warrior said, the road was uneventful. It's just that at a distance from the city wall of Saagos, they actually met a group of farmers who came out with farm tools to engage in side jobs, which made Mu and them still surprised. However, these armed and barren peasants were soon sent away by the one-eyed dragons.

"Hey, Boss, I said... Wouldn't it be bad to sell Nord slaves in Sagoth?"

Mu scoffed, "Sell Kugit slaves in Kujit, sell Saland slaves in Saland, you still don't do much of this kind of thing?"

"It's not a word," the one-eyed dragon looked around before whispering, "Nord people." ”

The captain of the guard, who was searching the goods, heard this conversation, looked at the Nord farmers who were tied together, and said, "You can rest assured of this, bounty hunter." He spat at it, "These defeated cowards have no glory to speak of, and they don't deserve any mercy. ”

Mu handed the one-eyed dragon a "look" look, and then asked the captain of the guard, "I seem to have heard the sound of the horn just now, did something happen?"

The captain shook his head, "I don't know about the nobles. ”

Mu secretly stuffed a money bag, "The affairs of the nobles really can't be talked about. But if you are in a war, you are an expert, let's talk about it. ”

The captain didn't squint, but his hand still quietly stuffed the money bag into his armor, and then cleared his throat and said, "Olaf's old and uncultivated courage actually challenged our King Majesty, I really don't know how to write dead words!"

"Challenge?" Mu was stunned for a moment, "Challenge the throne or challenge Sagoth?"

"The throne, of course. "That old fellow has coveted the throne for a long time, and he does have some strength." ”

The challenge is a solution that the Nordyars, who advocate strength, finally compromise with each other after a long period of internal friction. When a Jarr wants to take something from another Jarr, such as a territory, a material, a title, etc., he can challenge that Jarr. This challenge can be refused, but if you refuse it, you will face everyone's ridicule in the future, and you will have a fox tail on your hat for a year, which means that this person is as unseeded as a fox, in other words, it means that this thing is a coward. Therefore, for the manic Nords, it is better to die in battle than to refuse the challenge.

After the two sides agreed to a duel, each took a hundred men and made an appointment with Yar, who supported him, to the agreed place to decide the winner. In the beginning, one side was considered to be a split winner when it was completely annihilated, but later, as the challenges of the continental countries became more severe, the rules of the duel with great losses were gradually abolished, and it was changed to a split victory or defeat if one side was defeated or the lord surrendered. However, in order to save the lord's face, such surrender was not considered to be detrimental to honor, and the victor was not allowed to kill the loser. Of course, there are people talking about it in private.

"I say, man, you seem to have some prejudice against Olafjar. Mu chatted with the captain and farted while setting up a relationship, "Could it be that Olafjarr's army is very weak? But I heard that in Nord, he is also one of the strongest men." ”

The captain of the guard, who had received the benefits, was in a happy mood and snorted in his nose, "No matter how strong Olaf Yar is, he will bring 100 warriors at most, and the guards under His Majesty the King... Hum. ”

Warrior is an honorary title of the Nord Kingdom. People who are called warriors, whether they are men, women, young or old, definitely have commendable military exploits and many lives under their commands.

Mu wanted to continue asking, but the captain of the guard refused to say anything. At this time, a guard ran over and handed the captain a slip. The captain glanced at it, and his expression became a little surprised, "Yo, brother, your caravan is quite rich." The entrance fee is 1232 dinars, so you can count 1200. Are you paying or are you paying for the goods?"

"Paying for it, of course. Mu took out another money bag, and the captain of the guard accepted it with satisfaction. Give money, so it's convenient for them to make extra money, isn't it?

"Alright, let's go. You have a lot of cars, hurry up, don't block the road. The captain patted the pack horse's buttocks, "That's right, boss." As if remembering something, the captain of the guard suddenly said, "The battlefield is in a clearing in the grove over there, and if you can climb the walls, you should be able to see a little." ”

"Thank you for the reminder. Mu said a few more polite words and led the caravan into the city.

"Aren't you going to take a look at the walls?" said Agna, looking expectant.

Mu said helplessly, "I don't have anything to do here, do you think the guards will put us on the wall?"

The knight shook her head, and it could be seen that she was very sorry.

As Mu and the others were busy, dusk gradually came, and Mu finished his business, so he took his people to find a tavern.

Compared with the splendor of the "Lion Emblem" tavern, Nord's tavern is quite simple. It's a wooden longhouse, but the roof is not a longship. In the middle of the longhouse, a long brazier is built with stones, and the warm charcoal fire burns quietly in the middle, bringing rare warmth to the people of the Northland. A small wine table is located around the brazier, allowing guests to enjoy the heat. The walls of the longhouse were still hung with dried meat and vegetables, and even a large pot of soup was set on a long brazier, and the innkeeper could make a pot of soup with a few dried vegetables and meat.

With a squeak, the door to the tavern was pushed open, and all the guests in the tavern looked over involuntarily. After a cold wind, Mu walked into the tavern with a group of people.

The boss, who was napping on a table, waved his hand slightly, signaling that he was here, and then continued to lie down. Mu asked the one-eyed dragon and the others to sit down, and after brushing it, the tavern was mostly full. Mu walked up to the boss and heard the boss say, "A longhouse is 30 dinars, and a small room is 4 dinars. ”

"Two longhouses, three small rooms. ”