She Is Not a Witch Chapter 84: Gufia Grassland (1)
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The area of Gufia Grassland is extremely wide, and many orc tribes are scattered scattered in it. In the millennia after the fall of the Crazy Fang Empire, the only thing that can connect these orcs of different races and appearances is the shaman. And faith again.
In ancient times, the shamans were intellectuals of the orc empire. They were proficient in writing and herbal medicine. Most of them were extraordinary. They also presided over the traditional rituals of some orc tribes, and their status was also high.
Niya led Lorrain Hill to find the Dog Ears on the edge of the grassland. This tribe had a lot of communication with humans, and lived close to the west wind, which is now Krancia.
After returning to the grassland, Niya took off the hat she often wore, revealing the double horns curved behind her ears. The light brown double horns paired with chestnut and shoulder-length fluffy short hair looked a little cute.
Before Niya approached an Orc of the Dog Ear tribe, she spread her hands first, bowed her head slightly, and said, "Hello, I want to meet the shaman of the next tribe."
"You want to see our shaman?" The dog-eared tribe in leather robes was relatively young, about 20 years old, and looked at the claw-horned girl suspiciously.
"Yes, my friend and I are both students of Emenas." After speaking, Niya pointed to the badge on the button of her cloak.
"I don't know... I don't know, you guys will be here for a while." The young man looked at the micro chapter, his attitude improved a lot, no matter where he is, the students of Emenas are still very much taken seriously. of.
Niya breathed a sigh of relief as the young man went back to ask for instructions.
"Are you still a little nervous?" Lorraine Hill's voice came from behind, then stepped forward and stood beside Niya.
"It's still a bit...but it's better than when I first came to Emenas." Niya recalled.
"At that time, I didn't dare to say much, because I came from a very remote place. I hadn't heard a lot of what everyone said, and the grades were very poor, so I was very inferior."
"Shortly after coming to school, I joined a small group among the orcs to keep warm, and it got better later."
"Niya." Lorrainhill shook the girl's hand, comforting her silently.
"But I still thank Lorraine for helping me with tuition and raising my grades, which made me a little more confident." Niya smiled and motioned Lorrain Hill not to worry.
At this time, the sound of a copper bell rang, and an old man in a leather jacket and a blue and yellow patterned scarf came over. He was also followed by two strong canine-eared guards. With a big axe, exposed muscles, and metal armor at the key.
"Hello, young child, the corner of the newborn, what can I do?"
The old man was holding a withered wooden staff in one hand and turning a copper bell with scriptures in the other. His face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were a little narrowed, and he asked.
"My friend and I want to go to the wilderness area on the west side of the grassland to fight against the beasts. We will pass many other tribes on the road, so we need you to give a passing banner." Niya said her request, but she felt a little bit in her heart. Anxious, this is the first time she has come into contact with a foreign shaman.
The old man looked at the two girls in front of him, his eyes wandering around, the brass bell in his hand continued to turn, and he answered after a long time.
"Yes, but leave the text, and promise to not interfere with other tribes."
"Ok, we can promise."
Non-interference with other countries and organizations is something that Emmenas repeatedly emphasizes in the student handbook. Niya has no other ideas, and naturally agrees without hesitation.
"Okay." The shaman nodded, and then asked one of the guards to call the tribe and take out a gray banner.
After showing the banner to Niya, the old shaman continued: "Do you need anything else?"
"Four good horses are needed."
After that, the shaman sent four more horses. After Niya checked, she wrote her borrowing record and tribe on the sheepskin scroll, and then used inkpad on one of her horns, and then used it The sheepskin roll wraps this small part of the horns and imprints the threads.
The shaman looked at the words on the sheepskin scroll, nodded, then accepted it, and asked Niya to take away the flags and horses.
Put the two salutes on the horses. After the tie, Niya and Lorland rode forward on the grassland.
Different from other places, there is no obvious road on the grassland, and there are patches of green and blue under the vast sky.
Niya explained to Lorland what had happened just now.
"The tribes on the grassland often have disputes. Sometimes the two tribes will even meet each other with a knife. If we don't carry the gray-haired flag, we are likely to be attacked by one party as spies and spies."
"Although the probability of encountering is not high, you still have to be careful."
"Wasn't it very unsafe for caravans or tourists to be on the grassland?" Lorrain Hill asked curiously.
"There will be some danger, but most caravans have familiar routes. The tribes on the road are long-term partners and will provide corresponding protection to the caravan so that the caravan will visit next time." Niya explained.
"Because there is very little food on the grasslands, the caravan from the south can be said to be a lifeline."
Lorraine Hill became interested when he heard this. "What do you usually eat? Is it meat."
"This is actually a misunderstanding." Niya smiled, and then said bitterly.
“Actually, for herders, they don’t eat much meat. The staple food is cheese, fried rice, noodles, etc., and most of them drink milk and salt tea.”
"Salt and tea are needed by any tribe on the grassland. Every caravan from the south will transport these things." Niya described her daily life.
"Many outsiders think that the herdsmen raise a lot of cattle and sheep, they will eat meat, but this is not the case."
"Eating meat is actually very luxurious. Sometimes a large amount of meat also represents disasters, because it means that a large number of livestock die from freezing to death, assaults, and plagues."
"In general, there are 10 cubs, and there is probably only one that can really live to adulthood."
"There are always all kinds of accidents, such as monster attacks, low temperature, shortage of forage, disease, disability, etc."
"Life is very fragile, not only the livestock, but also the orcs on the grassland. Those who can live beyond 50 years old are probably not one in a hundred."
Looking at the galloping horses in the distance, Niya sighed and said, unlike her usual days at school, she seemed to let go a lot after returning to her hometown.
"Our shofar clan was said to be a big clan thousands of years ago, and now there are only a few thousand people left."
"I was qualified to enter Emenas. Actually, it was a fluke." She shook her head, waved the rein against the wind, and then drove the red horse under her to run freely on the grassland.
Lorraine Hill also clamped his legs, allowing the white horse under him to follow, and behind him were the other two horses with luggage.
After a while, Niya slowly slowed down.
"Sorry, I was a little unstable just now~IndoMTL.com~Nothing, do you feel a lot of pressure?" Lorraine Hill looked at Niya and asked guessingly.
"Um..."
"The people in the clan expect me a lot and hope that I can change the destiny of the clan, but I understand that I am not a genius, just an ordinary person with better luck. I am afraid that this result will disappoint everyone. "
"Before I came to school, everyone used the income of the entire tribe for nearly a year in order to make up for my travel expenses and living expenses, fearing that I would be wronged at school."
"I am grateful to everyone, but I am also afraid that I can respond to this expectation."
Niya looked at the tent in the distance, and remembered the group of people around her since she was a child, those familiar faces, those hopeful eyes, and those pairs of clasped tightly. Hands. So heavy, yet full of expectations.
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