The shaman understood that the reason why the wolf lord's clan dared to announce the wolf lord's death with such fanfare, and even invited the heads of various tribes to attend the funeral, was only for a simple purpose. They are telling everyone that they are still capable of being a clan of wolf lords. And this funeral will become a ceremony for the ministries to pay allegiance to the new wolf lord.

"How many sons does the wolf lord have?" Although Wu Qi knows how to communicate with the spirits, like Cheese, he sometimes doesn't care much about human affairs.

The head man frowned and thought, his memories of the wolf lord had not been used for many years, and since the three decided to move in the direction of the blue lion, they had gradually moved away from the wolf lord's location. There was even a time when Uvel thought that this was an unsettled area, until he communicated with the water antelope and other tribes who lived here, and learned that the tranquility of the grassland was only due to the fact that the Grand Duke of Hammer had launched a campaign against the nomads many years ago, and most of the tribes living here had scattered and retreated to the depths of the grassland under the powerful attack led by the dwarves.

"If no new prince is born, the wolf lord should have thirteen sons, with thirteen different bloods. "The male lord of the steppe has never had the concept of monogamy, and the thirteen sons of the wolf lord come from thirteen different women, which is actually a custom. A powerful clan leader will marry the daughter of his ally, while also forcibly plundering the women of the rival clan he defeats into his tent, in which case the capable leader will often have double-digit heirs.

Lothar and the others felt slightly uncomfortable after hearing this staggering number, it is true that although the nobles and royal family of the blue lion ostensibly pursue a single marriage, the problem of lovers and illegitimate children in private has never been severed and has gradually evolved into a natural existence. But even so, the number of children that a nobleman with authority and a thirst for the opposite sex can give birth to is not exaggerated to such an extent. The aristocratic system of the blue lion makes the nobles have to consider whether the heirs they give birth to will affect the continuation of the family, too many heirs will only make the family's power consumed in unnecessary competition and distribution with each other, and too few heirs will also produce corresponding problems such as small choice. And the thirteen sons, no matter how you think about it, are counted on the side of the excess.

However, this number of heirs has never been a problem in the grassland, and even Wu Qi breathed a sigh of relief when he heard this number, thirteen is better than twenty-three. But immediately after the solution of this problem, the next question appeared in front of the shaman's eyes, "Which one is going to inherit the name of the wolf master?"

Uvel shook his head, he had asked the Courier the same question, but the centaurs only prevaricated in vague words and headed for the other two. This situation exacerbated the uneasiness of the head man. In fact, no matter who is the next wolf master, it has nothing to do with the Shale Department, but if the thirteen sons of the wolf lord fight for their father's position, the token in his hand will become a hot yam ten out of ten.

"What will happen if you don't go to this funeral?" Atta's question was actually addressed to the cheese standing beside her. But in the very quiet of the tent, everyone heard her words clearly. And it was not the mage who gave the answer, but before Cheese could speak, Batu spoke.

"The wolf lord is the wolf lord until death, this is the law of the grassland, and it is the duty of every tribe who swears under the banner of the wave to pay tribute to the deceased leader. That being said, the wolf lord's clan can also not publicize this matter, which is allowed. But the invitation has already been delivered, and the head man has no reason not to go. Clans that ignore their obligations will be treated as the common enemies of all sworn clans and become the martyrs of the wolf lord. The boy's words were affirmed by the shaman and the shaman. A sheep on the grassland can be involved in life and death, and the tribes have their own harsh traditions.

"Anyway, I'm afraid I'm going to have to make this trip. Matters in the clan," Uvel's gaze swept over Cheese and the others, and his frowning brow gradually loosened into a depressed low, "May the spirits bless Shale." May your body recover soon, too. With that, the leader left the tent, he still had a lot of things to do, many people to be appeased.

Shortly after Uvel left, the shaman, who had bowed his head and said to the people in the tent, "Can I ask you for a favor?"

Lothar looked at Cheese, the mage's gaze darting in the shadow of the grey robe, "Let's talk about it." But first, we're not going to follow Uvel to that funeral. We were just passers-by, and while we were grateful for the rest we had here, every gust of wind was urging us to leave. ”

"I won't delay you for too long. And I and the spirits will be grateful for your help, and your journey on the steppe will be blessed. After seeing Wu Qi's means of allowing him to instantly grasp a language he had never understood, the blessing in his mouth seemed to be quite weighty. Cheese nodded, waiting for the shaman to say what he needed.

"I need you to help me bring back a few herbs to heal my body, and now I can't protect the clan. Also," Wu Qi muttered for a moment, hesitating to tell the strangers what he had seen in his dreams. But then he thought about it, why did a gray-robed wizard and his equally incredible companion appear in front of him at this moment?

"Also, I'd like you guys to help me look into something. Something about knots. ”

Later in the day, Lothar and Atta gathered the tools for the cheese operation in the tribe. The people of the Shale tribe had a certain degree of suspicion of the two men who claimed to be followers of the gray-robed shaman, but when they saw the tattoos on the earl's deliberately exposed arms, as well as the beastly ears and azure eyes of the female swordswoman, their attitudes quickly changed. Thanks to this, the task of the two was completed quite smoothly.

"The head man named Uvel is really unlucky. Atta sighed to the Earl on the way, "Obviously there are enough things in his own clan, and he is inexplicably involved in the thirteen princes competing for power." Thirteen princes, just thinking about it makes people's heads big, and I think that wolf lord will definitely collapse. ”

Lothar was a little surprised by what the swordswoman thought of them, he thought she was just a little girl with a head full of thoughts about finding relatives, but now it sounded like Atta and his views on the matter of the wolf lord's clan. But the Count sniffed something that the swordswoman did not perceive, "You pity him, what kind of mood do you think he had when he told us the news today?"

"Hmm... Surprise and frustration and anxiety and other things that always feel uncomfortable. Atta thought for a moment and made his own judgment.

"That's pretty much the case. But my miss, you didn't figure out what really made you uncomfortable. Lothar's eyes narrowed slightly, as if because the sun was too dazzling, "and there was excitement in his anxiety, in his surprise. He was so excited, wasn't he? he was the first to share the news he got with the bedridden shaman and us strangers. Because he knows that there are things that are said to us that are the safest and that we will not spread them. ”