Iron Power And Sorcerer

Iron Power And Sorcerer Chapter 86

2021-12-19

Chapter 86 Kulhi Tahi ceremony

It is night.

A bonfire was lit in the open space in front of the main house of Red Pine Manor, and the silhouette flickered by the fire. A few goats could be seen hanging from the oak trees by the clearing, waiting to be slaughtered by the firelight.

In a room on the second floor of the main house, Winters sat by the window and played with steel cones while watching the busy people in the yard.

After a few knocks on the door, Kalman walked in.

“Brought the sniffing bottle?” Winters asked lightly. His eyes stayed on the bonfire, and he did not have eye contact with Kallman at all.

"Bring it." Kalman stood awkwardly in front of Winters, swallowing hard: "But I don't recommend waking up the wounded, although the buckshot has been taken out, he is still in very bad condition. Dangerous. Forcibly awakening the injured person from a coma is not... wise, it may worsen his injury."

"You don't have to worry about that, just wake him up, I have mine. Reason." Winters kept his eyes on the bonfire, completely out of eye contact with Kalman.

Kalman hit a soft nail, muttered as if to comfort himself: "I have no right to interfere with what you do with your people, but I have done my duty as a doctor."

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On the small bed in this room, Lieutenant Colonel Contell was lying unconscious.

Kalman walked over to the bed and took out a small glass bottle. He uncorked the bottle, put the mouth of the bottle under Lieutenant Colonel Contaire's nostril and shook it.

The stench escaped from the bottle, and Lieutenant Colonel Conter, who had inhaled the irritating gas, reacted immediately. The lieutenant colonel's nostrils expanded, his chest heaved, and with an instinctive cough, Contaire opened his eyes with difficulty.

Kalman looked towards Winters, Winters moved towards the door and turned his head slightly, signaling Kalman to leave.

Only Contel and Winters were left in the room.

Contaire recovered from the coma, not yet conscious, and a few painful dull sounds came out of his throat.

Taking the water glass on the table, Winters slowly fed Contaire some water.

After the dry lips and throat were moistened with water, Lieutenant Colonel Contaire regained some consciousness. He looked at the person in front of him and asked with difficulty: "Mon... Warrant Officer?"

"Yes, it's me."

"I...I'm...where?"

"Red sulfur island. "

"Are we...captured?"

"No, neither you nor I have been captured. It's safe here for the time being."

Kong Lieutenant Colonel Thiel became more and more conscious, and he groaned and reached out to touch his abdomen.

Winters stopped Conter: "Don't touch, there's a wound. Do you remember? You got shot, the doctor here took out the lead for you, he got it clean, and the rest is You can only see yourself."

Because of the severe pain, Contell couldn't stop shaking.

"The doctor said that the coma is a form of self-protection for you, and I asked him to wake you up."

"Why... why?" I just spit out a word.

"Because I have something to ask you," Winters said, with no emotion in his voice: "I'll be leaving here in a few hours, if I don't ask clearly, I'm afraid that There's no more chance."

"What are you asking...what?"

Winters, who was standing beside the bed, leaned down and moved closer to Contaire's ear. His voice was not loud, but it was clear and without any emotion: "Why did you (we) assassinate the special envoy of the State Secretary of the Union?"

Contaire as if was struck by lightning, shocked Even the pain of the wound. He sucked in a cold breath of air, his eyes widened involuntarily.

After being dumbfounded for a while, the lieutenant colonel closed his eyes and slowly replied: "I didn't kill it."

[The second person singular and the second person plural are the same in "continent" Word]
As if hearing the funniest words, Winters laughed heartily, beating his chest with laughter. After laughing, he wiped his tears and said, "We may not live tomorrow, so is it necessary to play this kind of word game? Is it you who did it or your comrade who did it, what's the difference?"

"No...I'm against assassination from beginning to end." Contaire looked at Winters and asked with difficulty: "How about you...how do you know?"

"Me?" Winters sighed: "Why don't you ask me why I figured it out so late."

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Kalman anxiously stood at the top of the stairs, not knowing what to do After a while, the sound of the door closing came from upstairs, followed by footsteps approaching Karman.

"The wounded fell asleep again." Winters walked over to Kalman and said softly, he took a small oiled paper bag from his pocket and put it in Kalman's hand: "If the wounded wakes up again, just Soak this medicine in warm water and give him a drink, a little at a time."

"What is this?"

"Sleep aids can make people fall into a deep sleep state. " Winters explained patiently, he smiled and said, "Maybe I won't need it after today, so I'll just leave it with you." Oil paper bag, carefully picked up a piece of cooked herbs and carefully observed: "It's fresh, I've never heard of medicine that can help sleep."

Kalman's eyes were almost on the On the herbs, as if found a New World.

“It’s not the plants we have here, these things are special products of the new continent, from the colonies of the empire.” Winters smiled and watched Dr. Kalman, waited for the other party to put away the herbs, and said sincerely: “Karl Mr. Man, I'm sorry to cause you trouble."

Kalman was shocked by hearing this and waved his hands again and again: "It's okay, it's okay."

"Relax, I'm not trying to silence." Winters laughed heartily: "Since you've kept your promise, I'll keep it too. This is my apology from the bottom of my heart."

Kalman put out a long breath.

"In your best interest, however, I don't recommend that you report us right away," Winters added.

"no no no...how am I going to report you? I won't say anything." Kalman blushed and shook his head.

"Don't be afraid, Mr. Kalman. It's not a threat, it's what I say from the bottom of my heart. Even if you go and report us, I won't take revenge on you, not even a shred of anger at you. We break in. If I fail you, you can't do anything too much." Winters looked into Kalman's eyes and said sincerely: "But I suggest you wait and see and prepare yourself. If I fail, you will immediately take these seriously wounded people. Hand it over and clear the relationship with us. But if I succeed... keep these seriously wounded people, you will be grateful from the Veneta people."

Ignoring Kalman's complicated expression, Winters walked straight out of the main house and towards the campfire.

Kalman was stunned for a while, then followed along.

Old servant Polk ran over to complain to Karman with a sad face: "Master...our family is ruined...I can't stop them..."

"Relax, Bo Mr. Ke." Winters said politely: "I will pay you the price for what the Hurds took away."

Hearing Winters speak, Polk shivered subconsciously, he dared not I just whispered, "What about slaves? A strong slave is worth more than ten sheep..."

"hahaha." Winters said with a big smile: "Mr. Polk, since ancient times slave When you buy freedom, you pay with the blood of the slave lord. So I think it's better to have free freedom, isn't it?"

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A Hurd with a handle A small knife can peel off a whole sheepskin in less than ten minutes.

"Waste nothing" is the principle of the Hurd people.

The sheep's blood was well packed in wooden barrels, and the internal organs were not discarded. The Heard women washed the sheep's water, boiled it to remove the blood, cut it into thin strips and boiled it into a white and thick sheep soup.

Other parts are not wasted at all, either boiled or roasted, each has its place.

The Hurds who were unshackled were busy, and at this moment they seemed to have returned to their hometown thousands of miles away.

The low table was connected to a long table by the fire, and the table was full of large and small dishes, and freshly prepared ones were constantly being served.

Winters saw his soldiers all sitting on the ground like the Hurds, eating. It wasn't until Winters approached that the soldiers noticed that the Hundred-Men Commander was coming and hurriedly stood up to salute.

Winters called the sergeant to his side: "Let everyone eat more meat and don't drink alcohol."

The ten commander, nodded, returned to the table.

Not far away, at the end of the long table, Andre waved at Winters.

Also sitting with Andre were Bud and the old Heard.

As soon as Winters walked over and sat down, a Heard woman immediately served a bowl of white soup and a plate of sheep's head that sent cold shivers down one's spine - to be precise, it was chopped Boiled sheep head in two halves and put together again.

"Hurry up and eat, we are waiting for you to be seated." Andre winked at Winters: "This is what the Hurds give to their most honored guests."

"Huh?"

The position of the sheep's head eyes, the two holes stared straight at Winters, making Winters more pressure. He tasted the mutton soup, and the soup was very delicious. It seems that pepper is put in, and after a sip, my whole body is warm.

"Montagne Hundred-Men Commander, I still have a presumptuous request." Old Man Heard, who was chatting with Bard, looked towards Winters.

"What?" Winters drank the soup, his tone was neither salty nor light, for some reason he just couldn't like this old man.

"Mustas wants to have a 'Kurshitahi' ceremony with you." Bud helped explain: "He explained it to me for a long time, and I sounded like an oath. ceremony."

This ceremony is probably an oath. "

"Not an oath, not just an oath." "The old man Hurd said bluntly in a strangely accented Common language: "'Kurshitahi' is a covenant witnessed by Heavenly God, an unbreakable oath. "

"Isn't that still an oath?" " Winters said over the soup.

"No...not the same. The old man Hurd wanted to continue to explain, but after thinking about it, he gave up talking with the Foreign Race people: "You think it's an oath, so it's an oath." "

"Does it have to cut the palm of your hand to let blood or something?" In fact, we do not need to engage in such formalism. Winters put down the soup bowl helplessly: "I'm a sorcerer, I don't believe in anything, and I'm also disgusted with self-harm." No ceremony can restrain people's will, what I pledge to you is my honor. "

"[Old phrase] I still think it's necessary." Bud suddenly changed to the old language, pondered then said: "[Old language] The other Hurds didn't trust us and just followed Mustas' orders. If a ceremony can win the trust of other Hurds, it is worth it. "

"[Old saying] I don't want to take my own blood with a knife." said Winters sullenly, "[old phrase] if you like it, go. "

"[Old language] But people are looking for you. ' Bud said with a smile.

"[Old phrase] It is, it is. "Andre was also overjoyed.

Old Heard quietly watched the three warrant officers talking in old words.

"Old man, I have something to ask you. " Winters brace oneself asked: "What about the ceremony you are talking about? Do you want to use your own blood? "

"Yes. "Old man Hurd's face was full of smile lines: "But it's okay to use animal blood. "

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The firelight reflected on Winters' face, and on Old Man Heard's.

The two stood face to face.

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Mustas, the old man of Heard, cut his left hand and held Winters' left arm, and Winters also grabbed the other's left arm.

A Heard man knelt He served a bowl of animal blood.

Old Heard dipped a little of the animal blood on his lips, and Winters followed suit.

Old Heard took it again Oil was smeared on their left arms.

When Winters wondered what this ceremony meant, only to hear Old Heard reciting some kind of song in a strange way of pronunciation, smeared on the The oil on the left arm of the two suddenly ignited spontaneously, and a flame rose between the two in an instant.

Winters was shocked and suddenly wanted to retreat, but old man Heard's arm was like iron tongs. He grabbed his arm tightly.

The next second, the flames went out, as if what had just happened were hallucinations.

But the burning sensation on the left arm told Winters This fire is not fake.

Old Heard picked up a little more ashes and sprinkled them on top of their heads before letting go of his left hand.

The whole ceremony process revolved around The Hurds beside the two suddenly picked up the horn and blew it.

“who the hell are you? "Winters grabbed old Heard's arm and asked in a deep voice.

"They are your soldiers now." The old man Hurd would not answer, but said tiredly: "They will trust you as much as they trust me. As long as you lead, they will follow even in Hell." Please keep our promise to send women and children back to our homeland when your soldiers set foot on this island. "

The old man, who looked exhausted, was helped by the other Heards back to the table.

Bud and Andre from outside the crowd squeezed in.

"It was fire just now, right? Where did the fire come from? Is it fire? Andre was shocked.

Winters' eyelids kept twitching: "It's fire, it must be fire, the oil will never ignite spontaneously for no reason, and it will just go out for no reason... Is it in the Hurd people?" Is there a sorcerer too? ”

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