It didn't take much time to get what happened from Uvel, in fact, there was no need for the head to explain, just by looking at the scene in front of him, Cheese could already guess anything. It's just that the mage knows that most of the time this self-righteous understanding is the farthest from the truth, so he still shapes his own mystery in front of the people of the tribe while quickly sorting out the information he gets. Perhaps for Uvel, such a challenge would be quite cumbersome to solve, but now that Cheese is involved, the situation will naturally change.

"Tell them that I am a wandering shaman with whom I have a friendship with Wuqi, and that I have come to convey the omen that all spirits have given me. Wu Qi was unwell because he had confirmed to Wan Ling the information I had brought with him last night, and I was left to fulfill his duties as a tribal shaman. As for language, I've been out of the crowd for so long that I've forgotten how to speak. ”

The head man shrugged his shoulders, he did not doubt the ability of the cheese as a healer, there was no distinction between witch doctors in the steppe, and the method of healing the body was considered a manifestation of the will of the spirits. Uvel raised his arms and shouted, drawing the attention of the crowd back to himself, and he saw the confusion and confusion in the eyes of his people, and he also had a keen insight into a few dodging glances. It doesn't matter, if you want to dominate a group, the most basic consciousness is not to try to gain everyone's support, and he has long understood this.

To Cheese, Uvel's explanation was contagious, and he could feel the shift from being overwhelmed by his presence to being awe-inspiring and unfriendly. As incomprehensible as it sounds, the two are not contradictory, people do expect from sorcerers or the gods or even demons behind them when they are in trouble, but when they recognize themselves to deal with everything in life, the person who holds the key to the world that they cannot understand becomes the object of beware. This is also why the shamanic tents of the nomadic tribes are never too close to the main body of the colony.

But whether good or bad, these nomads quickly accepted that the person in front of them was a shaman. So when Uvel asked the couple, mainly if the woman would be willing to leave her child to cheese treatment, she quickly agreed. But the father of the child apparently has a different view.

"I'm not going to give my child to an unknown shaman, I'd rather give him to a wolf!" God knows what this guy in a cloth coat will do to my child, maybe he will bind my child's soul!" Not all shamans are good to people, and spirits don't care more about humans than humans in many cases, so there is indeed some evil among nomads, shamans who don't even realize that they have stepped into a terrible path will do something terrible with the human body and the human soul. That's where the skinners come in.

"He refuses to accept the child's treatment?" Cheese asked, raising an eyebrow and using an inaudible message transmission spell to the headman. A complicated smile appeared after the latter nodded.

The mage turned and left, and the crowd behind him consciously parted to both sides, and the man's words were heard by everyone, and it was he who rejected the kindness of the gray-clad shaman, and the shaman was already very merciful that he was not angry at his insult. And with the departure of Cheese, this commotion also came to an end, someone gave a way to treat the child, but the child's father did not accept it, then he had no reason to continue pestering the leader to mess around. Temptation, solved by the appearance of the gray robe. At least this time.

"They're not going to give up. The clan will not approve of the leader of the clan who rules by the hand of a foreigner. Uvel said as Cheese stepped into the shaman's yurt.

"You still have allies, those two people last night, I can tell they will stand firmly on your side. "The mage was a little absent-minded, his main focus was on Wu Qi.

"Although Basil and Teller are our brother clans, the relationship between us has long been less close, the blood will be diluted, and the hearts of the people will be scattered. I hope that the three departments will reunite and regain the glory of their ancestors, but this matter is still a long way from being realized, and they cannot intervene now. The young man replied with some frustration.

"It doesn't sound like it has anything to do with us. Remember, we were the target of your order yesterday, and now we are the enemy of your shaman. There is no basis for mutual trust and help between you and me. Don't misunderstand the current situation just because I did a small favor. Cheese's words were unrelenting, and he was already starting to get bored with the young man. This is often the case with the worldly authorities, and the wizards immediately want to use their power for themselves at the slightest hint of ease.

Uvel stood in place, his face not very good. He is the pride of the sky who has been pinned on by his clan since he was a child, an eagle flying freely on the grassland, as long as he wants, then whether it is violence or strategy, he can achieve his goal. And now, for the first time, the gray figure not far away made him feel frustrated, he couldn't incorporate this person into his clan, and this judgment came to his mind very quickly.

"Ahem," Wu Qi coughed and struggled to sit up after drinking a little goat's milk, he didn't want to choke to death because he was weak and didn't know how to give water to the lying people. However, although the shaman was physically and mentally traumatized, his consciousness had recovered, and he listened to the conversation between the two just now, "You are right, you and your companions do not belong to the grassland, let alone any tribe on the grassland. But you have to help him. Because helping him is helping me, and helping me is helping yourselves. ”

Cheese distributed the food in the package to Lothar and the others, then turned to look at the shaman, "Then it's up to you to convince me to agree with your logic." ”

How Wu Qi persuaded the priest, I'm afraid no one except the two of them knows. This is because the two casters completely abandon language when communicating, instead using a method similar to the one that Cheese had done with Uvel before. This is also because some words, once spoken with the mouth, will inevitably be heard, some names cannot be recited, and some beings cannot be described.

In short, when the night fell, Cheese's face was completely solemn. He sat back in the blanket heaped up, closing his eyes and contemplating something. At this moment, a slight shouting came from outside the yurt. The people in the room quickly became alert, and the frail Wu Qi said after motioning for them to relax, "It's a mother who asked the gray-robed shaman to save her child." ”

Several of them had already heard from Uvel about the day's events when the mage and shaman were talking, and they all knew who the woman who was now outside the door was. But the question is whether the mage will still be willing to save the poor child after the child's father decisively rejects Cheese's kindness.

"How is your health? Can you help me translate? Cheese's words made Atta smile, as if the child could escape his early death if he agreed.

Wu Qi shook his head, "I can't stand up, I can't even sit for long. But that's okay, I have a way to make you understand her. Give me your hand. ”

Cheese stretched out his arm, and the shaman dipped his fingers in some goat's milk, then drew a symbol on the former's left forearm.

"Alright. Go ahead. The mage looked at the other man suspiciously, because he didn't feel the fluctuation of the magic, and Wu Qi's approach didn't seem to have any effect. But the shaman just smiled, lay down in the blanket and stopped talking. It wasn't until Cheese walked to the door that he suddenly realized that Wu Qi had just spoken in the language of the steppe people.