Hunter x Hunter: Tonight, Germain joins the hunt

Chapter 294: Strange Food and Herb Sacrifices in the Tribe (5200 words)
Chikhorshi always frowned.

His fellow men in the Elk-Horse Tribe often asked him what he was worried about.

He just shook his head, took a sip of the foamy wine, and said nothing.

There are some things that are useless to say to them.

Several days had passed since his brother, Scela, and four of his compatriots left with the man named Jin, who called himself "Descendant of Dong".

Qi Holshi could not resist the decision of his elder tribal chief and brother Ssaira.

As long as the two people with the most say in the tribe decide to contact the "human tribe", most of the moose people in the tribe will not object.

But he was always very wary of Jin and the "humans" who were about to come here.

Both the old chief and Scela were too unguarded against "humans".

Apart from Dong, we know almost nothing about them, and apart from Dong, we have never had long-term contact with a "human".

Not all "humans" are like Dong, just like they are moose centaurs, not all of them are warriors, there are also cowards among them.

This is inevitable.

Qi Khorshi took another sip of wine, said nothing, and stared at the tall gray-white gate of the tribe with his brows furrowed like a hemp rope.

I must keep a close eye on those "humans", Qi Khorshi thought. If they do anything that is detrimental to the tribe, I will expose them!
This is my responsibility!
As he was thinking this, he suddenly heard the shouts of his compatriots from the stone towers on both sides of the gray-white gate, mixed with excited tongue-sticking sounds.

what happened?
When Qi Holxi looked up, he saw his compatriots who were responsible for guarding the entrances and exits on the tower shouting loudly towards the bottom of the tower.

Then, other compatriots set out on all fours and galloped towards the house where the old chief was.

what happened?
He had been lying on the floor with his lower body slanted so that his upper body could stand upright to drink. Now he suddenly stood up from the floor.

I have to go check it out.

Chikhorshi put down the wooden wine glass covered with strange patterns, walked out of the house with restricted vision, and stepped on the muddy ground of the street with all four hooves.

Mud-filled streets are a tradition of the Moose-Man tribe.

They could have paved the road with hard materials such as stones and bricks, but they were reluctant to do so.

The moose people believe that stepping on mud every day can make them feel comfortable.

At this moment, a lot of moose and horses have gathered in front of the huge gray and white gate.

The noise just now made them curious and gathered around, asking each other what had happened.

The moose men who went to report the news to the old chief quickly came back and spoke to the guards.

After a while, the gray-white gate was lifted upwards with a rumbling sound.

Qi Holxi looked at this scene and frowned again.

Generally speaking, the only entrance and exit of the Moose-Century Tribe is rarely opened.

Every time it is opened, there are moose and horse warriors coming in and out, most of them are going hunting or returning from hunting.

The only team that had recently left the Elk Centaur Tribe and had not yet returned was the team led by Scela, but their purpose was not hunting.

So, Scela and the others are back?

So, did the “human tribe members” they were going to contact, who had only recently established themselves, also come along?

If that's the case, I'll go take a closer look.

If I find anything wrong, I will definitely do something to stop the old chief and Scela!

Qi Khorshi immediately stepped forward quickly, looking at the dense crowd blocking his way, he shouted loudly: "Get out of the way! Let me pass!"

The moose men turned around and saw that it was Chikhorshi.

Although he was not as good as Scera, he was also a brave warrior in the tribe and respected by everyone, so the moose and their men all made way for him.

Qi Holxi was able to come to the side of the gray-white gate. In addition to seeing the moose centaur warriors in charge of guarding it, he indeed saw a familiar figure.

Scela walked in carrying a spear and a huge shield.

His safe return was immediately greeted with cheers from the moose men and horses, and he waved back enthusiastically.

After all, there are many dangers outside the tribe. Even a brave warrior like Scela cannot guarantee that he will not be able to return one day.

Therefore, over time, the tribe retained this custom - every time a warrior returned, everyone would cheer for him.

In this way, the cohesion of the tribe can be seen.

And every time, Scela received the warmest cheers.

This is only natural, Qikhorshi thought. After all, my brother is the most powerful warrior in the entire tribe.

His brows had just relaxed a little after seeing Scela return safely, but they frowned again when he saw the strange figure next to Scela.

these people……

Beside Scela were Jin and a man in a black robe wearing a triangular hat.

At this moment, the formation they walked into the tribal gate side by side was Scela and Jin on the left and right, with the man in black robe as the center.

Why is this stranger at the center? What is going on here?

If it were gold, it would be fine.

He was once misunderstood as disrespecting the tribe's beliefs because he did not understand the "Moon Ceremony", which angered the tribal warriors including Scel'a.

However, Jin then challenged many warriors including Scela and Chihorshi, and won consecutive victories, which forced everyone to admit his admiration.

Later, Jin realized that some of his previous actions had offended the tribe's beliefs, so he apologized sincerely, which won him a lot of respect.

Among them was Scela, who had become acquainted with Jin through fighting. He and Jin later had a great conversation and became good friends.

After that, Scela decided to help the moose-centaur tribe contact the "human tribe".

Of course, even though Chicholchi lost to King, he was never able to fully acknowledge him.

It is one thing to be inferior to others in skills, but it is another to fully trust the other party based on this.

However, even so, if the person standing in the center of the three people at this moment was Jin, he could accept it.

After all, their tribe respects "combat power supremacy". If Jin wins against Scel'a, then he is qualified to be surrounded, worshipped and respected.

So, if it was Jin, it would be fine, but why is the person standing in the middle now neither Scela nor Jin?

Qiholshi, who was very familiar with Scel'a, could even observe that Scel'a was pointing out various places in the tribe while joking and showing respect for the man in black robe.

This respect clearly surpassed his respect for Jin, as if the person next to him was the old chief himself.

how can that be possible?
Who is that man? Why is Scela so...

Before he could guess the reason, Qihorshi's eyes suddenly widened.

Because he noticed that one of the next two compatriots who walked in was injured!

The injured compatriot was supported by another compatriot and had obvious bandages on his body, but these were not the healing methods of their tribe.

Chiholch realized that the person who helped his injured compatriot treat his wounds was most likely a "human".

The next moment, a group of humans came in one after another, and at the end came the two moose centaur warriors.

Among this group of humans, in Qiholshi's opinion, most of them were so short that they seemed to be abnormally developed.

Only the tall, chubby man made him look at him more than once.

This group of humans just came in like this?

Our compatriots are injured, and we are so careless to let humans heal them?
Scela and the others control the tribe's treatment methods, why don't they do it themselves?

All kinds of questions came to mind.

For Chiholshi, who has always been cautious and vigilant, this situation made him very unhappy.

However, when Scela noticed him and happily introduced him to the black-robed man beside him, he still remained patient and restrained as much as possible.

The black-robed man whom Scela called "German" performed a not-so-standard "Moon Ceremony" towards Qiholshi.

Chiholch also responded, after all, faith cannot be blasphemed.

Thanks to Dong, Qi Holxi also understood some human language, so it was easy for him to have a conversation with humans.

But he was unwilling to do so and remained silent with a cold look in his eyes.

Scela also knew his brother's attitude, so he did not force his brother to communicate with German, Jin and other humans. Afterwards, Scela led German, Jin and two female humans to see the old chief.

The rest of the humans, led by the moose-centaur warriors with whom they had become familiar in the past few days, wandered around the tribe.

However, Chikhorshi did not have the leisure to do so, nor would he take the initiative to guide strange humans.

His main concern now was the injured compatriot.

Using human medical methods without permission is really... What if I get infected and need to have my limbs amputated, becoming disabled? What should I do then?
Isn't this risking the rest of your life?
It's really too careless!

Chikhorshi had to see his compatriot's wound with his own eyes.

He rushed over and indeed saw the wound, because the tribal doctor was checking the bandaged wound of his compatriot.

"How is it?" Qikhorshi came over and asked in the Moose Centaur language with a frown.

The old doctor also replied in the same language mixed with tongue sticking sounds:

"Very good...very good medical skills. There's nothing wrong with his wound. Apply our herbs and it will heal faster."

"Hmm? Are you sure? Is everything okay? Won't it get infected or anything? Doesn't it need amputation?"

Hearing the word "amputation", the injured compatriot couldn't help but tremble all over and looked at Qi Holxi in astonishment.

For a soldier, amputation means a bleak future.

"Of course not." The old doctor looked at Qi Holshi in confusion. "I'm not sure what methods the people who bandaged him used, but the result of the wound now is obviously good."

The injured moose centaur warrior heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this.

And Qi Holxi's brows relaxed slightly, and after a moment of silence, he said "That's good", and then prepared to leave.

At this time, he noticed that one of the humans in the group had actually walked in.

What is she doing here?
Even among that group of humans, she was a female human who was one of the shortest in height. She had long pink hair, a hat with a red cross symbol on it, and a mask on her face.

After Scela brought the humans into the tribe, he introduced these humans to everyone in the tribe one by one.

Qi Holxi remembered that this extremely short woman seemed to be called... Sambika?

It was a really hard-to-pronounce name. Using the pronunciation habits of the Moose-Centaurs tribe would make Chikhorshi's tongue feel uncomfortable.

He had no intention of calling out to Sambika, but just watched her approach with suspicion, not understanding why she was here.

Sambika's hands were clasped together awkwardly, with his fingers interlaced. His big eyes flickered with curiosity as he watched the old doctor apply the strange herbs on his compatriot's wound.

“This…this…” Sambika seemed to have been thinking for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage, but soon deflated like a balloon, “Hmm…”

However, the old doctor's intuition was very accurate. He looked down at the herbs in his hand, and then the wrinkles on the moose's head stretched out.

"You want to see this herb, right?" the old doctor said to Sambika in broken human language and with the kindest expression possible.

Sambika nodded vigorously as if pounding garlic.

The old doctor laughed: "It was you who treated the wound, right?"

Sambika nodded again.

The old doctor smiled even more happily: "Then come here, come here, I will show you, this herb is useful, very useful, yours is also very useful."

Sambika let out a long sigh and then walked over.

Chiholshi watched her walk past him, feeling confused.

Could it be such a short, weak woman who treated the wound?
He had thought that doctors should be as tall and strong as the old doctor in their tribe, with scars all over his body from battles, but he had never imagined that it would be like Sambika.

Qi Holxi did not stay here for long, he walked out of the stone house.

It didn't take long before he heard that the old chief would entertain these humans at the Moon Sacrifice Ceremony to be held tonight.

Moon Sacrifice. Speaking of it, the time when Scela and his group of humans returned was just right, which happened to be their monthly Moon Sacrifice.

This sacrifice was the most sacred sacrifice of their tribe, and outsiders were not allowed to participate easily. Over the years, this was the only exception.

It seems that the four humans that Scela brought to see the old chief left a very good impression on the old chief.

Most of the voices in the tribe seemed to be welcoming.

However, I will never identify with them just like that. They are not from our clan, and their hearts will not be with us!
As night fell, they saw the holy moon rise high in the sky, and the Moon Sacrifice began.

The moose warriors and horses sang and danced around the huge bonfire. What they sang were all passionate words, and what they marched were all war dances.

Everyone sat on the ground, not caring at all about the mud on their bodies, and enjoyed the food on the long table in front of them.

Chikhorshi was drinking again, and in the wine were his favorite insect eggs, which were still wriggling. He took a bite, and the juicy deliciousness bloomed on his tongue.

He involuntarily turned his gaze to the group of humans sitting opposite him. They also followed the local customs and sat cross-legged in the mud.

However, no matter how they imitate, they are not moose centaurs after all, and they will definitely show something strange.

A beauty-loving girl in her fifties like Biscuit is actually not very willing to sit on the floor.

But she finally compromised, but her body remained stiff for a long time as she looked at the mud on her hands.

Qikhorshi noticed that his brother, Scela, was personally entertaining the group of humans.

Especially the one named German, I respect him too much!
Why, Scel, you humans, what could have made you do this?

Are you still the most powerful warrior of our clan?

How could the most powerful warrior be so easily humble to a foreign human?
Dissatisfaction was building up in Qiholshi's heart, but when he saw a pair of figures on the human side, he was stunned.

One of these two people was the tall and fat Buhala, whom he had paid more attention to during the day, and the other was Menqi, who had five braids.

The long table in front of the human was filled with all kinds of delicacies from the moose and centaur tribe.

However, most of these humans only picked some cooked meat, fruits and vegetables to eat, and did not even touch the real essence - the insects.

However, Menqi and Buhala were exceptions.

But they chose to eat those insects. The fatter and juicier the ones were, the more they would pick them up and chew them, and then talk to a stick.

In fact, the stick was Menqi and Buhala’s recorder. They wanted to record their first impressions of these delicacies.

He saw again that Men Qi first looked around cautiously, then took out a small bottle, sprinkled something on the insect pupae, then continued to gnaw on them, and finally nodded repeatedly.

That... is it a seasoning?

Qi Holxi frowned as he watched.

It seems that there are many weird creatures among humans.

He sighed softly, but still was unwilling to acknowledge this group of humans.

Chiholshi then looked in the direction of the old chief.

The old chief sat right in front of the Moon Sacrifice site, and the group of humans sat not far from him, so the old chief was able to watch with a smile.

He has aged a lot, Chikhorshi thought. More than ten years ago, he was no longer the strongest warrior in the tribe, but his wisdom and foresight were still needed by the tribe.

Therefore, the old chief has been able to maintain his position in the tribe where "combat power is paramount".

However, Chiholshi knew that the old chief would soon abdicate.

Either next year or the year after, the old chief will give up his throne to Scela.

And both the old chief and Scela were overly friendly and trusting of this group of humans because of Dong.

Will their decision bring disaster to the tribe?

Chiholshi didn't know whether such a future would come, but he wanted to judge it in his own way.

So he stood up, shook off the mud on his body, and then walked towards... German in a menacing manner.

Scela noticed his brother coming over and thought he had thought it through and came to say hello, but he didn't expect to see a serious look on his face.

Suddenly, Chikhorsh spoke to Germain in the language of the moose and the horses:

"Our tribe has the custom of celebrating the Moon Sacrifice through duels. Human warriors, if you are brave enough, stand up and duel with me!"

Chikholch does not use human language, this is his insistence.

He believed that his brother would translate for him to Germain.

Let him see through this human's true colors in this battle, and judge what kind of person he is!
　Sorry, Shiba Inu, I wrote this chapter last night and checked the content this morning. I had work to do and couldn't slack off, so it's slow...

　　
　
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