Section 18: Doubts

Claire witnessed the whole fight. She could now be sure that while the Chosen Warrior had been blessed by the Prince of Joy, it was clearly far from his hopes of becoming a Chaos Champion.

Then again, if you can become a Chaos Champion by killing a dozen enemies on the battlefield, then there won't be so many Chosen Warriors in this world. You know, every Chosen Warrior is a battle-hardened warrior. However, every Chaos believer knows one thing, and that is that the status of the Chaos Champion is a barrier that cannot be crossed by nine out of nine people. In other words, if a person does not have special talent or luck, he will end his life in the position of God's chosen warrior.

The Chaos Champion Samurai, for small clans or warbands, is already the supreme leader. Even among the huge Chaos Legion, the Chaos Champion has a place, and the worst is a middle-level officer. Whoever has attained this status no longer needs to perform any rituals or anything like that (for example, today after Asowen's victory, a large sacrifice was held to offer his victory to the gods), because the eyes of the evil gods were always watching him. If he wins, or if he pleases the evil god, then he will be the first to receive the smile and favor of the evil god.

If Claire has any ideals, it's to become a Chaos Champion. As for the Chaos Lord - she doesn't have that much ambition. Of course, the gods and the like are myths and legends to her.

"I don't think he has any other opinions. Ashrufat picked up the mace from the ground and handed it to Claire. Claire looked at him stunned and didn't speak for a long time.

"What?" asked Ashrufat.

"I just found out to be a champion samurai...... It's really hard. Claire looked at the big man who was unconscious. She thought back to what Ashrufat had just done, and realized that she couldn't even see clearly. Thinking of this, she couldn't help but feel resentful.

Why is this southerner, Eshurufat, so weak in heart and so strong in body? If she had this kind of Cheng dù ability, she would have been ...... long ago

She exhaled hard, exhaling full of unwillingness. However, everyone knows that the strength of the body can be passed on to the next generation, and the tenacity of the heart can be compensated for by the education of guò growth, perhaps......

I don't know if it was the effect of the sweet smell (although it had been diluted a lot at this time, but it had not yet dissipated), the thought popped into her head. In an instant, she felt her face heat up and her breathing became a little short.

Unfortunately, Ashrufat didn't notice the change in her at all. At this moment, he was examining the bodies of the other two patrolmen. As mentioned earlier, they have been knocked unconscious.

But fortunately, all of them are within the controllable range. The meaning of this sentence is that neither of them was left with that fatal, disabling wound. Within Chaos, let's say this small tribe, skirmishes are just as frequent, even considered inevitable. As long as there is no death or disability, then Assowen, as the leader, will not bother - the law of chaos is inherently so.

In fact, if death and disability had not directly weakened the Horde's power, then perhaps Asowen would not have bothered.

In short, the accident that happened tonight was a trivial matter for the tribe, and it was like spitting on the side of the road. No one was killed or wounded, the power of the Horde was not weakened, the strong got what he deserved, and the weak were punished for challenging the strong. All qiē conform to the law of chaos. Even if someone had complained to Asowen afterwards, nothing would have come of it - if Asowenken had been distracted from the matter.

When Ashrufat finished checking, he straightened up and made a "it's okay" gesture to Claire. He didn't even notice the change in Claire.

In the next moment, a wave of anger drove all the other superfluous feelings out of Claire's mind. Although Claire knew that he could not be blamed—it was the Prince of Pleasure's means of drawing him to the North, and what mortal could compare to the beauty and charm of the Prince of Pleasure—she still felt a fire in her heart.

She stood up and walked silently towards her tent. As mentioned earlier, she has completed the patrol task and can now rest, and the safety of the tribe is naturally in the responsibility of the next patrolman. She walked so fast that Ashrufat took two steps to catch up with her.

"Is that the end?" Ashrufat asked suddenly. His hand gestured toward the clearing in the middle of the camp. If he was not mistaken, today more than a hundred captured and freed slaves have been converted—a small change within Chaos—to become followers of the Prince of Joy. He asked because it was the first time he had seen the outcome of a battle within Chaos. Although the scale of the battle was small, it was typical.

Having won the battle, the victors plundered the enemy's camp and took everything from it. Captives (including those slaves) were given a choice between converting or dying. Of course, the exact means of operation will vary according to the winner's own conditions. For example, Asowen's clan is too small, and expanding its strength is the first priority, so this Chaos wizard will allow the other party to become a full member of the tribe. If the tribe is large and there is no shortage of members (or for some other reason), then these people will become slaves.

That's how the slaves in the Sadistic War Gang came to be.

"Of course. Claire replied. She thought for a moment and then added. "Actually, it's not over yet, and there are still some people who will choose to surrender. ”

"And some more?"

"The ones who escaped. Claire replied. "Not everyone can survive alone in the wilderness with nothing. ”

The members of the Sadistic Gangs who fled the battlefield really had nothing - if they did, they had armor and weapons in their hands. As mentioned earlier, everything in their camp has fallen into the hands of the victors. Weapons and armor are good in battle, but they are not very useful in everyday life.

What really supports a solo traveler in the wilderness (with the exception of a special guy like Ashrufat, of course) are all sorts of tools, such as flints, ropes, hooks, hunting bows, knives, scissors, shovels, and so on. In fact, even if you have all the tools you need, it's hard for you to live alone.

So it's easy to imagine the outcome of those who fled: either they were swallowed up by the wilderness like this, or they chose to surrender and join the side of the victors. Those who are not strong enough in their faith (such people are the most numerous) will choose the latter.

"The strength of the tribe has almost doubled. Ashrufat said. Unlike Asowen's horde, most of the members of the Sadistic Gang are marauders or full-fledged Chaos warriors. Their addition can greatly increase the strength of the tribe. Even in terms of numbers, in this battle, more than 50 people were killed and disabled in Asowen's tribe, but there were more than 100 people who chose to join, which was a big profit.

"How much?" Claire glanced at Aerufat. After making sure the man wasn't looking at her at all, she kicked the clod of dirt on the side of the road so hard that it splashed dirt all over the floor.

The night passed without incident. In the days that followed, as Claire said, a steady stream of Sadistic Gang outbreaks chose to surrender. Most of these escapees were marauders (heavily armed Chaos warriors couldn't run fast), and their status itself is a testament to their devotion to their faith. For them, a change of god was not something unacceptable—at least better than dying of thirst and starvation in the wilderness.

Assowen's tribe grew in strength because of this victory. In addition to the conversion of outsiders, there were at least fifty young men within them who had earned the title of Marauder for killing their enemies on the battlefield. And more than half of the original dozen Marauders received Chaos armor as a result of this victory.

Ashrufat had witnessed the appearance of the Chaos Armor for the first time - and when he realized that something like this was coming, he prepared to see what was going on - and it did so suddenly. He felt a fluctuation of energy in the air, but it wasn't part of the power of the magical wind. After this energy fluctuation, the Chaos Armor suddenly appeared. The size of the armor matches the wearer so well that you can't be mistaken.

Asowen himself was rewarded. According to his own account, he received the gift of the Prince of Joy, and as a result, he mastered a new magic. However, Ashruphat didn't keep an eye on the Chaos Wizard, so he couldn't figure out how Asowen had suddenly learned a spell.

Perhaps as a result of his role as an archer in this battle (and his excellent performance), Ashrufat's popularity among the tribe increased significantly. It turned out that many people had an xenophobic attitude towards him, but now it has obviously changed. At the very least, every night, when he was cooking soup for Asowen, he could discuss the future plans and actions of the tribe, as well as all kinds of difficulties and troubles, in front of Ashrufat.

Of course, this doesn't really make much sense. Because Ashrufat had superhuman acumen acumen, he could hear what they were saying, whether they were avoiding him or not.

The only surprise was the newborn big man (as mentioned earlier, his change in size was the result of the gods' favor). The others, though they said they no longer rejected him, always treated him with the same attitude as a chef (i.e., snorted and drunk), but the big man no longer dared to say anything disrespectful to him.

I don't know why, but the big man didn't tell anyone what happened that night, and neither did Claire, so the matter was quietly covered up.

If it weren't for this battle, Ashrufat might have chosen to leave by now. However, after this battle, he did not get an answer from the apophobic Chaos Champions, but he was able to find at least a second-class target - three Chaos Warriors who had originally believed in asadism had joined Asowen's tribe.

Their answers made Ashruphat even more bewildered. Because sadistic beliefs never include large-scale, religious sacrifices. War and slaughter are the favorite ways of sacrifice for the blood god. In fact, even the most sophisticated sadistic believers only build an altar to the blood god to sacrifice after victory in battle. To say that it is impossible to take a captive all the way to a certain place to be sacrificed.