Rise of Rurik

　　 Because of the stove, the large wooden house was baked very warmly.

　　 An old man with white hair, dressed in thick deerskin leather, sitting around the fire, waiting for the kettle that was set up to boil. At this moment, the smell of boiled onions and herbs filled the room.

　　 This old man is Vilia, an incredible old woman who lived to be seventy years old.

　　 Beside her, some young women in the tribe are her lower priests. They quietly do their jobs. After serving Veria and drinking the herbs, the work of the day is considered to be an explanation.

　　Villa is indeed very old. She has been asking her subordinate priests to prepare herbs and make medicinal soup for herself.

　　 It seems that both priests and witch doctors have a source. Veria learned some herbal knowledge from the tribe's ancestors. Today, she felt that she had caught the wind and cold. After drinking herbal soup for a few days, she felt that her condition was getting better.

　　 But she is still too old, and she needs the assistance of others in many aspects of her daily life.

　　 She has such a long life! Therefore, this person who served as the priest of the tribe is highly respected. In many cases, her opinions are equal to the leader Otto.

Kanuf’s mother told her about what she knew. Villia believed very much that the young Rürik had talents. She never expected that the only seven-year-old Rürik had already been there. Focus on training the children of the tribe.

　　 "So, do you support him?" Kanuf's mother asked respectfully.

"He is the son of the leader, and he is also blessed by Odin." With squinted eyes, Veria sat cross-legged like a rock, "I understand what you mean. Rurik will become our leader in many years. But the road is not smooth. He has some unique ideas. Are these ideas correct? I need to hear Odin’s opinion."

　　 All the Viking tribes have very similar beliefs.

　　 Most tribes believe in Odin, followed by childcare, and some tribes have niche beliefs in Loki.

　　 Therefore, the priests of the tribe always hope to get in touch with Valhalla through a certain method.

　　Villa slowly opened his eyes and motioned to a low-level priest to bring the divination pot with the Luen inscription and some gold patterns all over it.

　　 Then, she slowly stood up to her aging body, and put on thicker clothes under the help of the attendants, especially when she seriously put herself on a helmet with huge antlers. Even if the antler helmet is heavy, she must wear it.

　　 The priests of the Viking tribe of Scandinavia all have their own antler helmets. And the warm Gaul region, where the former native Celtic druids, also have their own antler helmets.

　　 This aspect seems to be the embodiment of their common ancient memory.

　　 Then, surrounded by all the priests, Veria embraced the clay pot and walked out of the warm wooden house slowly.

　　 One of the things that the Ross tribe is very similar to other Viking tribes is that they all have similar altars.

　　 On a very clean, flat ground that was taken care of, more than fifty stones were embedded in the ground and put together into a huge streamlined shape to imitate a boat.

　　 This is the altar of the Ross tribe. There must be one similar altar in every human settlement in Scandinavia in this era, and there are even more on Gotland.

A stone platform is still piled up in the middle of the altar. The platform has existed for more than a hundred years, and the granite has long been polished to be very smooth.

　　 Some frozen fish were used as sacrifices to Odin, and the lower priests carried a large number of bronze empty oil lamps and placed them on each stone of the boat-shaped altar. Each empty oil lamp was poured into a bit of warm seal oil, and the wick burned.

Undoubtedly, the Ross tribe is very superstitious. There are sacrifices and four oil lamps on the stone platform. After Veria entered the altar, he slowly knelt down by himself, and everyone else also knelt down, including participation. One of Kanuf's mother.

　　 The sacrifice tonight is purely a temporary move by Veria. If it is a normal activity, a considerable number of people in the tribe will participate.

　　 They all knelt on the ground, so-called to show respect to the Odin they believe in.

　　Villa muttered a spell to the beating flame, so he could get in touch with Valhalla. At least Veria's ancestors did this when they served as priests, and her generation and subsequent priests will do the same.

　　 They believe in this.

　　 After chanting some spells, Villa finally held the key clay pot in his arms.

　　 Her mouth continued to speak up, shaking the clay pot with her hands, and finally she closed her eyes and took out a stone from the clay pot.

　　 She slowly opened her eyes, and under the light of the oil lamp, she could see that it was a ruby, and she couldn't help smiling with satisfaction.

"Valhalla has given us inspiration." Vilia stood up and looked at Kanuf's mother enthusiastically: "Rurik's decision is permitted. So we can't question his decision, and don't treat him. There is too much emotion and praise for the decision. Because everything is destiny." After that, Veria deliberately showed the ruby ​​in his hand.

　　The priests of the Rus tribe have in charge of a clay pot. There are six gems in the pot, two each in red, green and blue.

　　Red represents “Odin’s affirmation”, blue represents “Odin’s negation”, and green represents “Odin’s reluctance to answer”.

　　 All the gems were polished into spheres as much as possible, and because the priests of the past dynasties used them frequently, the appearance of all the gems was extremely smooth.

　　 These six gems have a great weight in the hearts of the tribesmen. They are considered to have mysterious power, so people only want to believe that only the divination made by the priests using these gems can truly reflect Odin's wishes.

　　 They simply believe these things because they think they are worthy of belief.

　　 It seems that the so-called divination is purely a performance of probability. How could it be so simple.

　　The gems are all specially treated. For example, the red gems are deliberately polished with a small groove, and the sapphires that represent negative are polished out of two.

　　 Ordinary people have no chance to touch these divination gems. This is a secret kept by the priests.

　　 Of course, there are alternatives to Veria. Some time has passed, and she will show these gems to people of the tribe on specific occasions, and what is actually shown are replicas. There are no scratches on the surface.

　　 Does such "divination" have any meaning? Of course there is. As for mortals who want to use this method to get Odin's answer, how can it be so simple. Compared with this, Veria believes in dreams and the enlightenment from the sky—the northern lights.

　　 Therefore, Veria is using this method, UU reading www.uukanshu.com, plus she has been the highest priest of the tribe for thirty years, she is the second person who controls the tribe behind the leaders of the past generations.

　　 Even Rurik’s father Otto, he can serve as the leader of the tribe for a long time, behind which is supported by the power of Veria.

Obviously, what the mortals of the tribe don’t know is that the elderly Veria has made up her mind. She loves her Rus tribe and thousands of people, so she must cultivate Otto’s son during her lifetime. Rick.

　　 When she felt that the time was right, she called Rurik to her side, making him truly recognized as the first wise man of the tribe.

　　 She has always believed that as a leader, knowledge is more useful than brute force. Obviously, the young Rurik naturally realized the value of wisdom, what thirty people form a fighting group, and thirty people just fill a boat. Four boats can form four walls of people, and can form a hollow formation.

　　Villa recalled his life, before that, no one in the tribe had this kind of fighting idea.

　　 She didn't understand what such a tactic would bring. After all, she listened to Kanuf's mother dictation, which was thought by Rurik herself. And Rurik is really training those children according to his own vision. The children roared amazingly on the hills every day, and the visiting lower priests came back and reported: "They are like a stone wall, moving forward very neatly."

　　 Thinking back to these reports and the surprise report of Kanuf’s mother, the elderly Veria felt more emotion.

　　 She only sighed that her fate was not long. It took 70 years for the Ross tribe to have such a promising and ambitious child. If she could not teach him the knowledge of the tribe’s ancestors in her lifetime, she would be regretful forever!