Chapter 231 The Lord’s Request
When the people of the Wild Mane tribe passed through the stuffy corridor and arrived at Purficott’s laboratory, they were frightened by Purficott’s youth. One jump.
After all, for indigenous people, female leaders are not uncommon. Many shamans in the tribe are women, so there is no problem.
But being so young is very problematic, because among the indigenous tribes they still simply believe that older people have more experience and young people still need to learn.
The chief of a tribe is usually not necessarily the most capable of fighting, but at least he must be the most able to convince the crowd.
This is mainly due to the fact that the indigenous tribes still use the election system to decide who is the chief of the tribe, and it has not reached the point where the chief of the tribe can be hereditary.
Even the son of a chief cannot become the new chief if he cannot convince the public.
What's more, they don't have such a custom. The chief's son can get some preferential treatment at most, but nothing special.
So it is unimaginable for them that a girl like Purficott, who is even younger than Hutton's daughter Lily, could become the chief of a tribe.
But Hutton and others also knew that the habits of white people were different from theirs, so they did not show any special emotions or show any contempt for Purficott, but greeted him very politely. She saluted.
In a sense, Hutton and others feel that it is not necessarily a bad thing that the white chief is a little girl. At least in their impression, little girls tend to be kind-hearted, so they may be able to win some better things for the Wild Mane tribe. treatment.
"Salute to you, young lord, we are the ancestral warriors of the Wildmane tribe." Hutton, as a representative, introduced his group to Perficott: "We met you in the wild yesterday The warriors under my command, so I want to come over to see if you have encountered any trouble."
Perfect looked at them and then said: "Please sit down, warriors of the Wildmane tribe. Since you came with good intentions, I will also treat you with a friendly attitude."
Hearing this, Hutton and others felt a lot more at ease, at least they don't have to worry for the time being. A conflict may occur.
However, Hutton still took the initiative and said to Purficott: "Thank you for your kindness. The Wild Mane Tribe is also willing to treat every friend kindly, but if it is an enemy, the Wild Mane Tribe will fight to the end. ”
Although both sides showed friendliness, the Wildmane Tribe and Purficott each also expressed a defensive attitude.
“Can you introduce your tribe to me?” Purficott appropriately raised the topic, and also revealed part of his curiosity: “The Wild Mane Tribe, from the name, I feel like you should be the same as the tribe. Horse related?
I once learned about some of your legends. It is said that each of your tribes worships their own ancestral spirits, and the ancestral spirits are usually in the form of animals, so is your tribe related to horses? ?”
“Yes, our ancestral spirit is a horse, and it has protected our tribe for more than ten generations.” Hutton didn’t think there was anything he couldn’t say about this issue. They enthusiastically showed Purfict the horsehair they wore: "This is an accessory owned by everyone in our Wildmane tribe. It represents that our souls are protected by the ancestors."
Looking at those horsehairs, an emerald green light flashed through Purficott's right eye, and then she nodded with a clear look: "It's really completely different from the old world. It's very interesting."
In the vision of the all-seeing eye, these horsehairs have a special evaluation.
"Ancestral Asylum·Wild Mane"
"Materials: Excellent"
"Production Technology: Excellent" "Effect: Animal hair inhabited by ancestors' spirits, It has a weak degree of protection and blessing and can bring good luck"
"Evaluation: A product of the ancestral beliefs of indigenous tribes, a combination of animal spirits and primitive totems worshiped by ancestors. Although the production process is relatively primitive, it is also unique."
Can receive a unique evaluation from Cuiyulu , this thing is already very good.
This also gave Purficott some inspiration. In a cold apocalyptic environment, can this small thing with a certain protective effect have a certain effect of avoiding the cold?
It doesn’t matter how strong its effect is, as long as it works.
Combined with certain means of keeping warm or generating heat, it may be able to protect people from freezing to death in low temperatures of tens of degrees below zero.
"Lord, with all due respect, we would like to know the purpose of your coming to the North. After all, this time last year, this place was still a natural wilderness." After the pleasantries and politeness had passed, Hutton asked the topic he was most concerned about.
Regarding this question, Purficott touched his chin, showing a look of confusion and thought.
Then she nodded and said: "This really should be explained to you, after all, it is closely related to you."
In the expectant and worried eyes of the Wildmane tribe, Purfey Kurt simply explained to them: "Originally, I just led an exploration team to explore the ice fields further north, but because some precious resources were discovered here, the empire decided to develop this land.
I was appointed as the lord of the Northern Territory. Judging from the current situation, the entire Northern Territory is theoretically under my rule.
And if you don't want to be an enemy of the empire, you can also be regarded as my subjects and the people under my rule. ”
Perfect noticed the change in the expressions of everyone in the Wildmane tribe after she said these words, but he did not take it to heart, but simply put up a force to deter them. : "As a lord, I am not a cruel person, so I have no requirements for you. As long as you recognize my rule as a lord and do not oppose the empire, you can continue your past life.
Although as a lord, I will collect some symbolic taxes, but generally speaking, except for the ceremonial tributes you need to make to me, everything else is no different from your past life.
As for you wanting to trade and get better weapons and more things, I can also promise to form a caravan to trade with you.
But the premise of all this is that you recognize me as your lord, instead of thinking that I am your enemy and come to occupy your home. ”
Although Purficott doesn't mind using iron-blooded methods in many cases, sometimes appropriate gentleness can reduce a lot of unnecessary troubles.
Facing Purfict's benevolent and friendly attitude and the favorable terms she offered, several ancestral warriors of the Wildmane tribe just looked at each other.
It’s not that they can’t understand what Purficott said, it’s that they can’t make the decision in this matter, and they didn’t expect to encounter such a thing.
(End of this chapter)