Ali's Bizarre Adventure

Scar girl looked around the boat in panic, and after realizing that Ari was not on the boat, she jumped into the sea quickly.

The death of one or two people in the tribe is a trivial matter.

It is a trivial matter for this sea fish to escape.

At this moment, she just wanted to find Ahri and see that she was safe and sound, otherwise she didn't know how to face the shaman.

I don't know how to appease Avarosa's anger.

She didn't apply seal oil, didn't wear a special swim bladder, and didn't have any protection. She just put on a hook and she jumped into the sea.

Under the sea surface, more than a dozen catchers quietly surrounded a sawfish.

Like a deep sleep, motionless.

The same goes for sawfish.

Her eyes searched the sea water, and finally, in front of the sawfish's long sword-like teeth, she saw Ahri.

A beautiful and magical sight.

Ahri's nine tails spread out in the water, like a furry barrier, and her amber pupils revealed a beautiful and seductive look.Her white hand rested lightly on the sawfish's teeth.

As if gently comforting it...

Chapter 353 A Strong and Poor Woman

In the deep blue water, Ahri's nine tails are spread out, and her soft white hands caress the teeth of the sawfish.

The people of the Yuyu tribe stood quietly aside.

Gazing at this magical scene.

There were three white flames on Ahri's body, and these flames burrowed through the forehead of the sawfish.

The smell of burning was accompanied by blood oozing from the sawfish's forehead.

The huge and fierce sea fish was motionless and seemed to be dead.Ahri let go, and the sawfish turned over in the water.

With its snow-white belly facing upwards, it gradually emerged from the sea.

"Well, it's dead."

Ahri showed a shallow smile, and then got out of the sea, breathing fresh air on the sea surface.

Her wet hair was dripping with water.

"Dead... dead..."

A woman came to her senses, these seasoned marine catchers knew that the sawfish was a vicious fish.

Sawfish are close relatives of sharks and can even kill great whites alone.

This sawfish has a strong body and is obviously an adult. It is more than five meters long, almost as long as their boat.

"how can that be……"

"Is it frost magic?"

"I don't think so. I just saw flames, flames burning in the water, and the sawfish didn't bite her."

The catchers came out of the water one by one, with the swim bladders in their mouths and a lot of air that was useless.

No one thought that the hunt this time would be so simple.

The catchers stab the sawfish in the skull with a hooked line and hold it tightly, with one end of the rope tied to the stern of the boat.

The oarsmen rowed the boat vigorously, and the huge sea fish dragged on the sea.

"Ali."

Scar Girl moved closer to Ahri, "How did you just... kill this sea fish?"

"Use magic."

Ari replied naturally, "As I said, I know magic. This kind of ordinary creature can still be dealt with."

Earlier, Ahri killed Gruffin with Ashe and Sejuani.

Sawfish are no match for Gruffin.

Scar Girl sat aside, and she lowered the hook, feeling a little frustrated.Originally, she wanted Ahri to see the ferocity of the Yuyu tribe.

The result... seems to be the opposite.

She felt that her own tribe was simply dispensable to the Avarosa tribe.

Her expression gradually became heavy.

[Fate of the Horde...]

Scar girl looked at the catchers she had brought out, the youngest of them was only sixteen winters, and the oldest had lived for forty or fifty winters.

They have learned to make fishing tools, fishing skills, and the habits of various sea fish from the word of mouth of their ancestors since they were young.Their bodies are strong, fierce and fearless, and they are the pride of the Yuyu tribe.

But...but...

Scar Girl sighed.

[However, it is useless in front of Iceborn and Mage...]

……

The setting sun sheds golden light.

The men, women and children of the Yuyu tribe, as well as the Ibrato people, all came to the beach together to help carry the cut fish.

Scargirl chopped off the sawfish's teeth with an ax and handed it to Ahri, "You killed this sawfish, and this is for you."

Ahri took the sawtooth, which is very hard, but it doesn't seem to have any effect.

Ali would rather have a piece of fish.

"What's the use of this?"

Ali asked.

"You can grind it into a dagger, or into a pendant, and carve tribal totems on it." Scarwoman explained patiently, "This will be a nice trophy. It will make people remember your glory."

"This…"

Ahri was stunned for a moment, she almost forgot that the people of Freljord had the habit of collecting the teeth and bones of beasts.

"Give it to you."

Ahri smiled, "I don't need this, but you, maybe you can make something with it."

"This is the prey you killed. If you don't want it, you can throw it away. We will not take the credit of others."

The scar girl said seriously.

"Ok."

Ari thought about it, and finally stayed.

Ari followed them and moved the fish meat back to the Youyu tribe. Everyone in the tribe looked at Ari.

Their eyes were filled with reverence.

At dinner in the evening, the trappers told the story, albeit a simple one, of Ahri killing the sawfish.

But people listened with gusto.

perhaps…

will be around for a long time...

Ari asked Scar Girl about Hatty's situation, and then went to Hattie's room with a bowl of grilled fish.

While on the boat, Ahri sees the bloody gash on Hatty's abdomen.

In the dimly lit room, Hattie was lying on the bed. This woman was not very old.

"Ahli... why are you here?"

When Hatty saw Ahri, he moved his body with difficulty, trying to sit up.

"Lie down."

Ali sat by her bed.

She was pale, but her features were not bad.There is a beauty of beauty and dignity.

"How is your injury?"

"You should be out there enjoying the applause of people."

Hatty smiled, "Instead of coming to this dark room to visit a wounded person."

"maybe."

Ari took out a piece of grilled fish, "But I'm already here."

Ari lifted off a piece of fur covering her abdomen, and the gauze wrapped her abdomen, with blood oozing from it.

This tribe has no frost priests.

Her wound looked a little serious.

"The old man in the tribe used a ointment made of white snow and herbs to apply the wound for me, and now I'm fine."

Hatty pulled the fur over the wound.

"how old are you?"

"Twenty winters."

"Where are your husband and children?"

"I have no husband, but I did have a child once, but it died in the third winter."

Hatty smiled reluctantly, "It's normal."

Ari handed a piece of grilled fish to her mouth, and Hattie opened her mouth naturally and ate it.

Ahri also knew that this situation was indeed normal in the Freljord.

There are more women than men here.

Many women will never have a husband in their lifetime, and most of the children they give birth to are born with married men in the tribe.

This is a customary thing in every tribe.

This is also the reason why many children in the Northland only know who their mother is, but not who their father is.

Women here are stronger and braver than women anywhere.

It's also more pitiful.

Of course, it's just that Ari feels sorry for them, they never feel that way.

After Ari let her eat the whole bowl of grilled fish.

He poured her another glass of water.

"All right."

Ari put the water on the ground beside her bed, "Hati, I should go, you are a strong woman."

"Thank you."

Hattie smiled softly.

Ari turned and left, and Hatty's voice sounded from behind again, "Can you blow out the lamp for me?"

Ari blew out the animal oil lamp, and the light in the whole room dimmed instantly.

Moonlight fell on Hatty.

She lay flat like a corpse...

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