Rome must fall.

Chapter 303 Registration
"Selysis...Selysis..." The young man next to him whispered several times before he picked up the pen to write. After he finished writing, he showed it to Selysis.

The boy facing him explained: "Remember, this will be your name from now on!"

"my name?"

"Yes, your name is Celithis, and this is how it is written," the boy explained seriously.

Celithis understood. He stared at the tiny magical symbol on the huge piece of "cloth" and suddenly felt excited, because no one had ever told him that his name was like this since he was born, so he tried hard to remember it.

But the boy took the "cloth" back and began to ask him about his situation in detail: age, past experiences, beliefs, family, status in the tribe, specialties...

Especially on the question of "specialties", the boy asked carefully and explained patiently.

Selisis also thought about it seriously: When he was young, he could serve others, which should not be considered a special skill. Later, he participated in many years of war. Because he was young and not afraid of death, and with some luck, he actually became a warrior in the tribe, but it was obviously not as good as the Nix soldiers who defeated the larger force with a smaller one. After that, he stayed in the tribe for more than ten years...

So Celis' answer was - farming.

While one boy was asking questions, the other was writing down carefully according to Seris's answers. After finishing questioning Seris, he started to register his wife as a member of the tribe. Finally, he asked the couple to put their fingerprints on the written list.

"You can go back now." The middle-aged man said with a smile, "After a while, the tribe will send someone to take you to the Temple of Danu for sacrifice. After you take the oath and stamp the temple seal on this list, you will become the reserve members of the Nix tribe!"

"Don't you need to ask about my child again?" Celithis pointed at his son with concern.

"No need." The middle-aged man replied: "When I asked you and your wife just now, I have already recorded your child's situation. When he comes of age, we will register him separately."

"Hey..." The young man who had asked the question just now interrupted, "Your child is over six years old. You can send him to the tribal school to study. This way, he will be able to read and do math like us in the future."

Serisis was very interested. When he was young, he served Master Si in Savatoi and had seen Druid priests writing these magical symbols during rituals several times. Even the noble Scodischi nobles could not do that. He was quite shocked to see these two young men being able to write easily just now.

"If my son can do this, then wouldn't his status in the Nix tribe be the same as those druid priests?... Selisis thought to himself, and asked in disbelief: "Writing...writing, can our child also learn it? !"

"Now you are basically a candidate member of the Nix tribe. Your children certainly have the right to study in the tribal school. However, the middle-aged man said in a kind tone, "You need to pay a small fee every year to study in the school, but the fee is not high. His family was also a candidate member before..."

The middle-aged man pointed at the boy next to him and said, "We can all afford it. I heard that the tribe is planning to build a school in the main village here, but we need to stabilize the situation here as soon as possible, otherwise our lives will be unstable. Do you dare to let your children go to school?"

Selisis was silent for a moment, then turned to look at the young man who had asked him the question before: "May I ask... are you also from Segestica?"

Unexpectedly, when the boy heard this, he became a little excited: "No, I'm from Nix! My parents used to be from Segestica, but now they are both Nix people! Nix is ​​much better than Segestica!"

The middle-aged man immediately reminded him, "Carsis, you have forgotten what I said again. You must be polite when talking to others and not get excited or anxious, so as not to affect their impression of our tribe."

"I...I was wrong."

"It's okay. You'll get used to it after a few more experiences. You've done a pretty good job. I wasn't as good as you when I first started." The middle-aged man modestly encouraged, "We have to hurry up and call the next one."

"Yes." The boy named Carlos regained his spirit and shouted loudly: "Next!"

When Selysis saw this scene, he felt as if he saw a father teaching his child, but in fact it was a foreign man who invaded Segestica and a Segestica boy. The two got along so harmoniously and naturally, which touched him a little.

His mind was full of thoughts and he stood there in a daze for a moment. Only after the middle-aged man reminded him did he take his wife and children out.

Before I even reached the gate, I heard someone shouting behind me, "Wait a moment!"

Selisis turned around subconsciously and saw a Knyx man in armor waving at him. He remembered that the man seemed to be called Starks, and he was the leader of these Knyx soldiers.

He asked cautiously, "Are you calling me?"

Starks replied in stiff Illyrian: "Yes, I have something to talk to you about... Come to the house with me and talk."

After a brief hesitation, he asked his wife and children to wait for him outside the courtyard, and then followed Starks to the main hall. As soon as the two sat down, Starks asked directly: "Are you willing to serve as the temporary director of this village and work for the Nix tribe?"

When Celisis heard this, he felt relieved: it turned out that they were not looking for trouble with him.

Then he asked in confusion: "What is a temporary supervisor?"

"It is to help us manage this village, communicate well with the people here, and try to avoid unnecessary conflicts between us and your people, so that everyone can get through this special period safely."

"Why are you looking for me?"

"Yesterday, a group of brothers from our other team (the Third Legion) came to your village to rescue the Skodischi slaves. After returning, they specifically mentioned you, so when I came here, the legion commander also asked me to pay attention to you. I just listened to your introduction of yourself. You are an ordinary tribesman, have prestige in the tribe, do not have much hatred towards the Skodischi people, and are one of the few people in this village who voluntarily joined us. You are indeed the best candidate for the temporary chief steward."

Starks persuaded earnestly: "I'm going to tell you something from the bottom of my heart. I heard from our legion commander that although this temporary steward is only temporary, if you perform well during this period, Chief Maximus will definitely use you, because the tribe needs capable people like you to help manage so many reserve tribesmen, just like Emmerich before-"

"Aimerich?..." Celis felt that the name was somewhat familiar.

"He used to be a Skodischi slave of your Segestica tribe. He is a good doctor and has great prestige among the Skodischi who joined the tribe earlier. The leader soon appointed him as the medical deputy, and now he is the priest of the tribe. If you perform well, you can also be promoted to an official of the tribe during your period of preparation, which will make it easier for you to--"

"Okay, I agree." Before Starks finished speaking, Celissis readily agreed, which made Starks stunned for a moment: "Are you sure you want to be the temporary supervisor?"

"I'm sure!" Celithis said firmly.

When he was young, Selisis went through life and death and became a warrior in the tribe. However, because of his ordinary background, he was suppressed by the tribe leader for more than ten years. Although he was not clear about the meaning of the word "official", he had remembered who Aymeric was. This druid slave doctor who was once ordered around by the tribesmen in the Segestica tribe has now become a respected priest of the Nix tribe. So he must try his best to seize this opportunity to change the fate of his second half of life and give his children a better future.

"Okay, that's settled!" Starks slapped his thigh and grinned, "First, send your wife and children home and take care of the household affairs, then come here and we'll start working together."

When Celisis walked out of the yard, he suddenly felt that the sky was very blue and the air was very fresh. He took a deep breath.

His wife came forward with concern: "Are you okay?"

"fine."

"What did they tell you?"

"It's good. Let's talk about it when we get home." Celises said to his wife with a smile on his face, then he took his son's hand and walked home.

When passing by the queue, a tribesman asked loudly: "Selysis, are you done? How is it?"

"It's very simple. When they call you in, you just sit down and they ask you questions. Just answer them honestly. They are very nice people. You don't have to worry at all."

"Hearing you say that, I feel relieved."

"It's not that you can rest assured just by listening to me, but after you go in, you will become members of the Knicks tribe when you come out, and then you can rest assured!"

"Yes! Yes! Celithis, you are right!" The man nodded repeatedly, and the people around him also agreed with smiles on their faces.

Before Serisis officially became the temporary head of the village, he began to consciously perform his duties.

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Just as the First Legion was carrying out the orders of the Council of State and dispatching various centuries to enter the villages near the West Village and begin work to absorb the people of Segestica and stabilize the local situation, the priest Aymeric also came to a village very close to the West Village and knocked on the door of a remote thatched hut.

"Excuse me, who is this?" A hoarse male voice came from inside.

Emmerich listened carefully before answering, "It's me, Emmerich!"

(End of this chapter)