You can't bear the old father's rage!

- Udir

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"You don't seem to care who I am, and you don't doubt the truth of what I'm saying?"

Aslan looked at Sejuani, and he was curious about Freljord's values that were different from those of other places.

"Does it matter?" Sejuani's tone was indifferent.

"If what you say is true, then we will benefit both, if it is false, it doesn't seem to have much to lose to me, but instead I have obtained a good blood oath, and the Claws of Winter are just returning to their original track and slowly moving forward, not to mention..."

She paused at this point.

"Udir is right, a qualified leader is not so easy to lead, in Freljord, not only to have strength, but also to have outstanding minds, but also to have the right eye for the moment, but also to have enough determination, none of these qualities can be missing, although I can't do everything, but I also have my own advantages."

"As you say...... I have to make a change and bring most of the power together, so that it will be beneficial for my actions, not to mention, the tribe also needs to break through the current predicament, and your ideas have given me a lot of new ideas. ”

"Moreover, you are accompanied by a high-level Freljord War Sacrifice, and the role of each war sacrifice is huge, representing the recognition of this land, the beast spirits here, and the gods of Freljord."

After thinking about it, Sejuani added another one.

"You're not afraid of me breaking my promise or betrayal?" Aslan thought for a moment and continued to ask.

Sejuani wasn't stupid, she was just a little reckless, which was also the reason why she was too young, not to mention that there weren't many people who taught her how to be a wise and qualified leader, everything was figured out by herself.

Sejuani's eyes flashed, and she drew closer to Aslan, "We swore a blood oath, didn't we?" ”

As if to understand Aslan's thoughts, Sejuani looked at him and said, "There are very few men in the Freljords who can refuse a War Mother, and for me, this is the first time I've done this to a man, it's the first time, well, even the best warriors in Winter's Claws have no qualifications. ”

Like a natural skill, Sejuani pointed her finger at Aslan's mouth, "Although I don't really like this kind of thing, it seems to be a good feeling to be with you, once the blood oath is made, it is a contract recognized by the gods, and we must both abide by it." ”

"Indeed, the blood oath must be done." Aslan replied softly, and he helped Sejuani to pick her up, "If I reject a war mother's favor at this time, it would be too arrogant and rude for me." ”

"Yes, I'll throw you out of here and drive you out of the tribe." Sejuani looked at Aslan, acting very actively, her hands directly wrapped around Aslan's waist, she put her face close, her eyes were filled with a wet mist, "If you don't do well enough, you will be punished more severely." ”

"Then it looks like I should have worked hard."

Holding Sejuani, Aslan glanced around, the area around the pool was quiet, and it seemed that there were not many people who could qualify to enter here, even the guards stayed away.

With such a formation, Aslan knew what she wanted to do when she thought about it.

After a while...

Aslan waited for Sejuani to slowly even out her breath, "How does it feel?" ”

"I don't think it's enough." Sejuani's tone was unremarkable, "Obviously you underestimated the physical skills and qualities of a war mother. ”

Aslan was helpless, the war mother in front of him was more combative than he imagined.

"Do you want to come again?" It was late at night, and the moonlight was shining through the window, making the surface of the pool all bright blue, Aslan leaned against the edge of the pool, looked at Sejuani to the side and asked.

Sejuani didn't answer, apparently silent because of some emotion, and for the first time she had suffered an important defeat in her life by plundering and killing the invincible Winterclaw War Mother on the battlefield.

Seeing her, Aslan was silent for a moment, thought for a moment and picked up Sejuani, feeling the heavy warmth at the same time, and then helped her wrap her in a leather blanket and put it on the wooden bed on the side.

With a long exhalation, he put on his clothes and walked out after he had settled Sejuani.

As soon as the wooden door was closed, he heard the voice of Udir, who had obviously been waiting for some time.

"It's good to be young, boy from the south, you remind me of a lot of stories about me and her mother."

Udir's voice stopped Aslan as he walked to the door, and he looked at the beast spirit walker leaning against the doorway outside, and the other party held the flask in his hand at him, "The beast spirits tell me that you seem to have made a new breakthrough and obtained a rare treasure in Freljord, which seems to be a great delight. ”

"Indeed, the brightest pearl on the snowfield has been obtained." Aslan looked at Udil and smiled, taking the flask he handed over and hugging it.

This action won Udir's great favor.

Udir looked at Aslan, "Talk?" ”

"It's time to talk." Aslan guessed Udil's purpose in his heart, and he also learned from the other party's appearance, hugged the wine jug to his chest, pulled up the stopper on it and sniffed it, and then poured a sip into the spout, and the two sat on the wooden fence outside the longhouse, watching the pervasive wind and snow, and drank silently.

As he drank, Udir thought back to Aslan's proposal over and over again, and judging from his suggestion alone, if he did what he said, the way of life of everyone in the Winterclaw tribe would change.

But it's incredibly difficult to change this traditional habit that has been ingrained in the marrow of your bones - but there's no denying that if the Winterclaws want to change their current situation, Aslan's suggestion would be a viable one.

Ash's Avarosa is the best example of this, with tribal unionization, urbanization, and then stabilization, which may be an irreversible trend as the territory expands and the population grows.

"Aslan, I can call you that......"

After a moment of silence, Udir seemed to have sorted out his thoughts, and his voice was calm and powerful: "The Claws of Winter are all my efforts, and I have seriously considered your proposal, as have the priests of the tribe, and now that Sejuani has become your blood oath again, I have some questions to ask." He paused, then looked at Aslan, "It's important!" ”

Aslan raised the flask in his hand to him: "I must know everything." ”