Gonzalo was a witch doctor, and this trip to the Koulung Department was the second trip in his life.

Although the price paid is considerable, the reward is far greater than what was obtained when he first became a witch doctor and went to the origin tribe to 'find the inheritance'.

Here, he learned very practical knowledge such as "numbers", "length" and "weight", and also learned the "standard troll language" in a superficial way.

This is a language that is clearly born out of the 'proto-troll language', and its rich vocabulary and relatively well-developed language structure give it a power of expression far beyond that of existing languages.

I don't know why, but as a witch doctor, Gonzalo instinctively recognizes what this language can do for him, so he takes every opportunity to learn it.

In the process, he found that he was clearly not the only one who did this....

As the negotiations progressed, he noticed that many witch doctors were memorizing words, phrases, and structures based on the real-time translations of the strange trolls, combined with the practical use of both parties.

And then, when he catches those strange trolls from time to time.... No, Gonzalo now understands that those trolls are a 'profession' known as 'witch doctors'? Or 'identity'? Weird guys who sit somewhere between a normal troll and a witch doctor, anyway.

While Gonzalo caught the 'apprentices' chatting with nothing, the other witch doctors seemed to be doing the same.

Gonzalo didn't know exactly how they were learning, but after a few days of back-and-forth, he managed to reluctantly express himself in the 'new language'.

In order to experiment, Gonzalo tried to repeat in his mind what he had been thinking so far in the new troll language....

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My name is 'Gonzalo', and according to the calculation of the teeth, I am about 120 years old and less than 130 years old, and I am from 'Peidong', which is located in the upper reaches of the White River and lives next to an unnamed mountain range;

Peidong is only a small tribe, and the number of mouths is less than 400;

In a normal proportion, this population would not be able to accumulate a witch doctor, but Pei Dong was quite lucky to have such a great witch doctor as me;

From now on, Peidong is eligible to have his own 'inheritance', provided that the witch doctor continues to be replaced....

Of course, now that I don't have this concern, the application of neologism will solve this problem very well.

As long as you can find even one guy in the tribe's stupid warriors who is willing to learn and can learn new languages, you can retreat to the next best thing to keep the inheritance without having a witch doctor.

The first half of my life was quite monotonous, except for consciously recording all kinds of information;

The only thing worth mentioning is that after becoming a witch doctor, based on the obscure records left by an unknown amount of time ago, he tried to go to the Atat tribe, the origin tribe of his tribe, and brought back a part of the 'knowledge', which was filled in the inheritance that I didn't know if I could leave at that time.

But this monotony was broken about 60 days ago, when several horsemen and a witch medicine disciple visited my tribe with a less sincere 'invitation'."

The apprentice's name was 'Dragtith', which now seems to mean 'dry fangs';

He said that he came from the powerful tooth tribe in the far west, and had come to invite the witch doctor and chief of Peidong to visit the Kulung tribe in the middle of the Black Forest..... Is he crazy? How could I possibly accede to such an impertinent request?

Wait a minute... Teeth? It sounds familiar.... That's what I thought at the time.

I know that the Culon tribe is a large tribe about the size of the Atat tribe, and they have come here to bully us before.

But the teeth ..... Seems to have heard about it not so long ago? Don't....... Is it the perpetrator of the 'Gabebe massacre' not long ago?

Well, I freaked out .... Then the messenger's 'invitation' changed in my ears.

It seems that there are a lot of facts, but the truth is that it is not talked about at all, and it always seems to be emphasizing that 'so-and-so tribe is disobedient, how do we do it', 'and so-and-so is disobedient... How about us?" ...... Oh my God, why do I always think he's threatening me?

Peidong was a small tribe barely surviving, and there was no way to ignore this threat, so I reluctantly took my stupid chieftain and a handful of warriors on the journey.

These damn guys are still excited about traveling far away.... Exactly a bunch of idiots!

The so-called "embark on a journey", of course, is not to go directly to the Culombe, what if that tooth 'messenger' is lying to me?

So I decided to take the chief on a trip to the Atat Ministry first, to meet the old witch doctor who had met him several times, and to ask what was going on.

The journey was quite difficult, the hunting ground in the eastern part of Pei was not very big, and after just over two days and nights, we walked out of the 'matured' hunting ground where there were not many magical beasts, and entered an almost completely unfamiliar forest field;

Those monsters who have long since moved out of the hunting grounds, and even if they occasionally have the courage to come back to steal food, they will only hide from the members of the tribe;

Seeing that our team of less than ten trolls began to keep tempting, it seemed that they wanted to eat troll meat?

After finally paying the lives of three 'generals', we 'smoothly' walked out of eight days and nights and arrived at the territory of the Atat Ministry.

The life of the three trolls.... It's a terrible price for the tribe, but I don't dare bet that if I lose my teeth, I'll pay more?

I swore in my heart that if the tooth was not worthy of its name, I would unite with the Atat tribe and make them pay a more terrible price!

But when I arrived at the Atat Ministry, I realized that the situation seemed to be far more serious than I expected.....

At the risk of their lives, we are not the only ones who have come here, but there are also several medium-sized tribes who have heard of it or have not heard of it, and they have also rushed here for the same reason.

The tribes we went to were larger than those of Peidong, and it seemed that we were the only small tribes.....

These medium-sized tribes have a surplus of 'population', and are basically led by witch doctors, chiefs, and more than ten trolls.

But even then, there are almost always deceased..... Ah, teeth, how dare they!

Atat Witch Doctor's face was heavy, and he seemed to know more information, but the lack of language skills at the time made communication extremely difficult, and everyone finally made the decision to go together.

There wasn't much time left and we had to set off as soon as possible, but food was a nuisance.

At such a distance, it can only be supplemented by hunting..... Alas, I hope everything goes well.

We set out, feeding on food brought from the Atat tribe for the first few days, but after only four days they were no longer edible and had to be thrown away..... I was so heartbroken that I could barely breathe.

I've been hungry for three days...... Damn it! I didn't expect hunting to be such a difficult thing.

I'm sorry Chief, I shouldn't have called you a fool in my heart.... No, I didn't know the word 'stupid' before, so how did I scold him?

Forget it, it doesn't matter ....

On the fourth day, I finally saw the meat, and the warriors were all good!

Day 7..... Why can't these fools catch food?

Day 11.... The warriors are such a lovely bunch, and I blame them.

Day 16.... Warriors are ignorant

Day 20.... Warriors are brave

On the twenty-fifth day, a hungry monster attacked us on its own initiative, which was then turned into rations for the next four days, but this also led to the death of two warriors..... Fortunately, none of them are from Peidong.

On the twenty-seventh day, the warriors learned wisely, and they began to hunt before the last game had completely spoiled, and our food began to slowly fill up.

On the thirty-third day, the Culobe finally arrived.... We don't seem to be the only team, the witch doctors and chieftains of the medium-sized and above tribes of the entire Black Forest seem to be gathered here one after another.

On the thirty-fifth day, oh my God, the Kulon, the Wetera, and the Richia were defeated by the Western Tooth, and lost a lot of 'population'...... what is it, the great chief of the Tooth seems to use this strange pronunciation often?

I don't know how many days, the tooth arrived..... Niesta! Powerful and powerful! Powerful and powerful!

Powerful and powerful!

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Oh! OMG! The cavalry, roaring like a mountain and river, pointed at me with their sharp weapons at a distance of fifteen paces, and felt like they were going to die.

I'm sorry, it's all my chieftain who is too impulsive......

I listened to the negotiation between Yabu and the Sanbu of the Holy Mountain, and for the first time saw the charm of "language";

Other than that.... Teeth don't seem to be bad? The three parts of the Holy Mountain seem to deserve it? .... Although I always felt that something was wrong, I still came to this conclusion.

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Why can't I find my chief lately, this idiot won't mess with the big chief of Nesta in the tooth and be secretly slaughtered, right?

Speaking of the tooth one, he should be the strangest troll I have ever seen in my life, although there are many strange trolls in the teeth, but they are not as good as this one;

His almost completely straight back made me faintly perceive a beauty that I had never seen before;

And on him .... It seems to be called 'purple', right? I always feel that there is a burst of ghostly light emitting from it.

The Great Chief of Nesta is also strong and tall, and my chief could have been considered tall, but compared to him, he is like a child who has not yet grown up....

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I found the chief.... Luckily he's not dead, and unfortunately, he seems to be hooked on a powerful female in the teeth.

She was indeed a very beautiful female warrior, with her strong muscles, long and thick fangs, and mysterious lines on her body, which fascinated even a wise man like me, let alone that fool.

In order to get the right to mate, my chief fought with several chiefs, and he hasn't won yet.... Don't let go of the unproductive things!

I'm not the strongest, but that beautiful female gave me a chance.... During mating, she is as strong as a goshawk, which is really fascinating.

The chief seemed angry, for he saw me sleeping with the female he was courting, and he aggressively questioned me why;

I told him, 'To learn a foreign language'...... And then he actually believed it.

Of course, I swear I really just wanted to learn the standard troll language.

The chief has been very disappointed these days, but what does this have to do with me? All I need is Grestheus... No, I just need her to teach me how to learn.

Grystes is the name of this female, and although she is a brave and beautiful warrior, she also has a smart heart under her strong exterior.... Other females who only know the pleasure of mating are not attractive to me, and it seems good to be with only such a 'partner' for the rest of my life.

Perhaps this is the original intention of Grand Chief Nesta to invent the concepts of "marriage" and "partnership"? Maybe the emaciated female next to the Great Chief could give him the same feeling?

Do you care more about the depth of your partner's thinking than about your appearance? What a noble and wise man he is.

Well, I'm not bad, even luckier than him, because my Gresthes is not only wise, but also beautiful.

Hahaha... Ha... Wait a minute... It's mine? But she doesn't belong to me.... The thought of Grestheus and the possibility of throwing herself into the arms of other males in the future makes my heart ache!

Grestheus has been teaching me to write standard language for the past few days, starting with her name, which is a romantic way to learn.

Grestheus's name is written as 'Yaya', which means 'tooth of grace', and although I don't understand why they always like to be obsessed with 'tooth' when they choose their name, I think it's a beautiful name.

At the exchange ceremony, the kind and generous Grand Chief Nesta gave a speech, although there have always been apprentices translating, but this time I chose to understand it myself;

It turned out that I was really good, and I was able to understand it in just a few days.

Of course, this is due to Grestheus, and I have to thank her, hehehe.

The invitation of the Grand Chief of Nesta made me hesitate, whether it was the magic of the magic or the prospect of cooperation he talked about, it made me want to go to what he called the 'headquarters' to see and see;

But the distance in between was too long, but it made me hesitate.... It's been a long time, does the tribe really matter? I'm worried.

'Coward! "Crackling, crackling....

'The Tooth is a sacred place for witch doctors and all trolls, and you and your tribe will have unprecedented opportunities there. Is the safety of the tribe important for the moment, or is it important for the future development? Gonzalo, I hope your choice doesn't disappoint me. “

Grestheus persuaded me.

Oh! She persuaded me! She has me in her heart! Her voice is so loud and beautiful! Her fist in my face was so powerful! ...... Eventually, I decided to take it myself.

Believing in the evil of the Great Chief of Nesta... No, it seems that it should be called Speaker, and I am getting farther and farther away from my hometown.

The performance of the Tooth Warriors along the way really surprised me, the neat queue, the strict discipline, all of which seemed to be out of touch with this wild era, it was so incredible;

It's a pity that I didn't have the opportunity to touch the beautiful and intelligent Grestheus for several days.

It seems that the Gabi tribe is almost there, and to my disbelief, we have not hunted all this way, and we have been supported by the 'military rations' provided by the tooth department.

Yes! Oh, my God! See what I see? What a magnificent mural in front of you!

Majestic fences, straight avenues, patchwork of buildings, is this really something that should exist in the Black Forest?