“What did the Tatar tribe do?”

Next to him, Hatton looked puzzled and said, ": He actually won the reward of the God of Blood Killing. Is it also a blood fight priest?"

"No! Since the confrontation three years ago, almost half of the blood warriors of the Tatar tribe were killed by us. Now there are not enough people to resist the Black Fog Season. How could a blood fight sacrifice be held?"

O'Calen said nothing, his face was extremely gloomy.

As an angry warrior, he tried his best to suppress the anger in his heart, took a deep breath, and shook his head slightly.

"Mortals should not argue with gods!"

Okaren stroked his chin and said in a deep voice, ": Lord of Blood-killing God gave the Tatar Tribe reward, so naturally he has his reasons. The Gosau Tribe does not need to be jealous, just maintain a pious faith."

"I understand, Chief O'Calen." Hatton nodded.

At this time, Okaren spoke again and said quietly, "By the way, the tributes from the Tatar Tribe this year have not been collected, right?"

“Not.”

Hatton shook his head and said, "According to the rules of the year, the tributes from each tribe will only be collected after the harvest celebration, and the same is true for the Tatar tribe."

"Well, that's good."

Okaren's lips raised and said in a deep voice, "I inform the Tatar tribe that the Gosso tribe will collect double tribute this year, and there is no need to wait until after the harvest celebration. I will send someone to go tomorrow."

"Double tribute?" Hatton was a little surprised and said in a daze, "Is there too much?"

"How could it be?" O'Calen sneered and said, "Since the Tatar tribe can win the reward of Lord Blood-killing God, what is a little tribute to them?"

"What if the Tatar tribe rejects us, or can't produce double tribute?" Hatton asked hesitantly.

"Reject? Hum!"

Okaren's face turned cold and said quietly, ": In the Solu Plain, no tribe can bargain with the Gosso Tribe. If the Tatar tribe dares to refuse, then teach them some lessons."

"What should I do?" Hatton hesitated.

"It's very simple." Okaren said in a plain tone, ": Just like three years ago, killing half of the Tatar people should make the Tatar tribe understand who is the master of the Solu Plain!"

"Follow your orders, Chief Okaren." Hatton said in a deep voice.

......

As night fell, the plain was pitch black.

However, there was still a lively scene in the Tatar tribe. The bonfire dispelled the darkness of the night. The Tatar people cheered and enjoyed wine and food, and cared for the harvest celebration.

"Sir Enzo, please try the barbecue I made."

Sitting on a blanket of animal skin, Enzo was playing with a dagger, but a girl in animal skin suddenly walked over, holding a plate of charcoal roast beef in her hand, with a shy expression on her face.

The Harvest Celebration is a carnival for the Ghost War Clan.

On this day, the most popular thing is that women court males, because only in this way can they have a certain right to choose without being forced to be assigned by the tribe.

"No need, I'm not hungry." Enzo said indifferently.

Originally, Enzo, who was the inferior type, was not popular at the harvest celebration. Only Wendy and another girl showed his love to him. However, as the blood fight ended, Enzo showed the strength of the Red Warrior, and after he was given the gift of the God of Blood Killing, he suddenly became very popular.

In a short while, more than a dozen girls had already expressed their love to him.

However, Enzo was not interested in this. Except for Wendy, he refused all the love expressions, allowing the indigenous girls to leave sadly, but could not stop more love expressions from coming.

"......Sir Enzo, please try my barbecue."

As the girl just left, another older indigenous girl immediately rushed up, but looking at her hair accessories, she was not an unmarried girl, and she was more mature than Wendy.

Enzo frowned slightly.

"My name is Maggie, and I was Batur's eighth wife before." As if I could see Enzo's doubts, the older girl lowered her head and explained, ": I admire my performance in the bloody battle just now, so I hope I can get a chance to serve you."

Enzo looked dark and almost speechless.

It turned out to be Batu's wife. Although the War Ghost Clan belongs to the natives and has always been very alternative traditions, after a male's death, his wife will become a tribal resource again.

But as soon as Enzo killed Batur, his wife came to show her love, which still made Enzo speechless.

"No need." Enzo shook his head directly and rejected the woman.

Although it is very exciting for some people to enjoy their enemies' wives, Enzo is no longer listed, not to mention that Batu is not an enemy to him, but just an ant that can be crushed to death at will.

On the side, Wendy smiled and proudly raised her chest.

Enzo rejected all the love-showers, but only accepted his own barbecue. Being the first wife of the Red Warrior is undoubtedly something to be proud of for Wendy.

Sitting on the animal skin blanket, Enzo looked around.

At this time, the square had become very lively. All the blood warriors were enjoying the harvest celebration. Most blood warriors chose to show their love to the tribe girls and walked into the stone house next to them with the convenience of the two.

There were originally many stone houses around the square, but now they are in short supply.

The hormonal breath spread throughout the tribe, and the sound that made people blushed and kept coming to my ears, but Enzo was not affected at all, just a little bored rejecting the continuous love showman.

Next to it, a blood warrior was expressed by three indigenous women.

He looked at the three girls kneeling at his feet like a lion, and finally chose the most beautiful women, pulled up the other person's arms, and prepared to go to the stone house for friendly communication.

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The blood warrior shrugged, but was not in a hurry, but hooked his hands at the other two showmen. The two native women hurriedly followed, and the few whispered.

I don't know what the blood warrior said.

The two native women blushed, but nodded obediently, took a few animal skins from somewhere, and formed a small space in place to block the Blood Warrior and the native women he chose.

Immediately afterwards, an indescribable voice sounded...

On the animal skin blanket not far away, Enzo rolled his eyes, feeling speechless about the enthusiasm and unrestrainedness of the War Ghost Clan. At this time, he happened to see two other native girls coming with barbecue, and he shook his head directly.

"Let's go, Wendy." Enzo stood up and pulled Wendy's arm up.

The girl who was originally pinching Enzo's shoulders suddenly turned red, and shyness and expectation appeared in her eyes. She obediently followed Enzo's footsteps and came outside a closed stone house.

At this time, the door of the stone house was just pushed open.

A blood warrior walked out of the inside with a half-naked indigenous woman. When he saw Enzo and Wendy, the blood warrior showed a honest smile on his face and left without saying a word.

Then, the two walked into the stone house.

The narrow room was filled with an indescribable smell. Enzo shook his head slightly, raised his hand and gently whipped his fingers. A gust of cold wind suddenly rotated, dispelling the smell in the air.

Wendy was ramming in her heart, and no abnormalities were found at all.

After using the ability of witchcraft to clean up the room, Enzo waved his hand to lock the door, and at the same time released silent openings to isolate the stone house from the outside world, and the world suddenly fell into silence.

"...... Lord Enzo." Wendy's voice trembled.

"Don't be afraid." A hint of gentleness appeared on Enzo's face, and he stroked Wendy's head with his hand. The voice seemed to have the ability to soothe emotions, which made Wendy feel inexplicably at ease.

Then, the two came to the wooden bed.

......

The next day, early morning.

The light of dawn shone on the earth, the sky in the distance turned slightly white, the Tatar tribe was in a mess, the first day of the harvest celebration ended, and the square had not had time to clean up.

In the stone house, Enzo had already woken up.

He just tasted the joy last night and was not too crazy. However, the familiar feeling still made him feel a little inexplicable, and his tense mood seemed to be relieved.

Enzo hasn't relaxed for a long time since he became a wizard.

Embarking on the path of pursuing truth and power, Enzo's enjoyment of the world has become increasingly indifferent. When he was expeditioning on the plane of the Forest Spirit World, he was also devoted to pursuing power and never relaxed at all.

Perhaps it was this tense mentality that Enzo had been promoted to a third-level wizard in less than a hundred years, although a large part of the reason was that it was assisted by various opportunities.

"The powerful force is the real poison that makes people fall into destruction."

Enzo sighed in his heart. Since becoming a wizard, he seemed to be overly pursuing power, and the gap between his inner desire and mortals seemed to be getting bigger and bigger.

At this time, a whisper came from the wooden bed.

Wendy rubbed her hazy eyes and emerged from the quilt with her snow-white shoulders exposed in the air, presenting a beautiful picture, which made Enzo's lips slightly raised.

"You're awake, little guy." Enzo whispered.

A hint of shyness appeared on Wendy's face, and she lowered her head embarrassedly, becoming Enzo's wife, which made her feel very happy. This mentality of surrendering to males is something that every woman in the warrior tribe will experience.

Then, Wendy got into the quilt and put on her clothes.

The two walked out of the stone house with their hands. As soon as they opened the door, Enzo saw several indigenous girls sleeping with trays outside the stone house. The barbecue inside had cooled down, and he couldn't help but shake his head helplessly.

These are obviously unswerving love-giving people.

According to the tradition of the War Ghost Clan, a male can have many wives, so although Enzo has pulled Wendy into the stone house, some other indigenous women have not given up and have planned to wait for Enzo to come out before showing love.

Unfortunately, all night has passed after this wait.

......

The harvest celebration was held for three consecutive days.

As the arrival of the Black Fog Season is getting closer and closer, the tribes of the Tatar tribe enjoy the carnival in front of the Black Fog. According to the tradition of the War Ghost Clan, the harvest celebration will last until three days before the arrival of the Black Fog Season.
To be continued...