It is so easy to find a tailor with good skills in the tribe!
Rurik didn't run around either. Whoever made the quilt for him before was now looking for those women.
Five seamstresses were tasked with making clothes, and each of them was ordered to make ten suits of pure linen.
The so-called clothes include pants, a waistband and a robe for the upper body. Even underwear.
Underwear? Isn't it weird? Not only that, but these seamstresses felt that Rurik refused to order long skirts for his new maids and insisted on making them wear many masculine clothes. They really couldn't figure out Rurik.
Ke's preference is ultimately the request of the benefactor. The benefactor has given him a lot of money, so what nonsense is there?
Rurik deliberately ordered a batch of extra clothes. According to his requirements, all the clothes were in a very simple gray and white color, with only the trousers belt being black.
He does have a bad taste, for example, his maids all put on black and white mixed skirts, special clothing like boli stockings, white lace aprons, and hydrangea-like headdresses on their heads.
What a Victorian maid image. The appearance of a girl with this image in the dirty and slightly chaotic Roseburg is like a phoenix falling into a quail's nest, which is very inappropriate.
All maids wear the same style of clothes. After some simple military training, they can wear exactly the same clothes. According to the master's order, they become the master's assistants and honor guards. Even if they are all without makeup, they are definitely
Beautiful scenery.
In fact, the clothes of servants are not strictly differentiated between men and women. Rurik actually hopes that the clothes of his maids and male servants will be simple and practical. In this era, of course, girls have to wear skirts, and Rurik hopes that his maids will wear skirts.
Is it unnecessary to wear pants on top of a skirt? Rurik himself doesn’t think so. Because they are destined to participate in labor and contribute a lot to the increase of their wealth. In essence, they need to please their masters
.
This owner is extraordinary! Rurik doesn’t want them to wear heavy makeup. What Rurik hopes is that when they grow up, they can wear tight clothes and be better involved in labor production. But they will also put women in a bad mood because of this.
His figure was clearly displayed, and I was afraid that his conservative tribe would think their leader Rurik was a weirdo.
The women who ordered the clothes claimed that they could make them all in just three days.
All the linen will be provided by Rurik, and the work will start after buying good linen the next day. Rurik still promised them a processing fee of only one silver coin, and they received a warm welcome from the tailors. One silver coin
There are already a lot! The quick-thinking tailor even realized that he could collect the leftovers from cutting linen. In this way, after completing the errand, he could sew the leftovers into a pair of gloves or something like that.
Uniform servant attire soon came into being, and all clothing could be used by both men and women. In other words, its structure was designed to be practical and unisex.
The servants had to wait two days before they could get the clothes.
However, Rurik felt that his only male servant Kamne, after sending the maids back to his residence, took Kamne personally to the blacksmith Klavasen.
I'm afraid that the senior blacksmith would immediately grab Kamne and wash himself off, then throw him a piece of clothing.
After all, as a blacksmith's apprentice, the rags from Novgorod could be thrown into the furnace as fuel.
So, is Clavarson really that happy to accept Kamne as his apprentice?
He had to be willing, he had no choice!
Rurik went home first, but found that his father had not returned.
"Is he still in the chief priest's room, helping me criticize the drunken priestesses?"
Rurik's guess was absolutely correct.
Otto led a group of people to investigate and captured all the drunken female priests on the spot. He didn't have to worry about it at all. These drunken women were lying around blindly. Capturing them was basically the same as "picking up corpses".
Even Bona, who claimed to be the true high priest soon, was now like mud, with a strong smell of alcohol all over her body.
It wasn't until Otto's big-eared melon slapped her that Pona's head finally came to her senses. Facing the angry face of the big leader, her remaining consciousness suddenly thought that she had missed something important!
Of course, Otto came in a hurry, not just to teach the priestesses a lesson.
In order to please the big leader, Harozolson prepared a "big gift package" for him on behalf of all the tribesmen participating in the expedition, and a batch of silver was stored in the safe chief priest's house.
In the past, priests would not drink alcohol, but they did become drunk.
The culprit is the wine in those pottery jars!
Otto seized two heavy pottery jars with corks tightly packed on the spot. He opened the corks, and the aroma of wine immediately overflowed! Even the aroma was completely different from the ale he knew. The aroma was really too strong.
Otto tried to take a sip.
"Ah! Good wine!"
Otto's praise immediately attracted Harold Johnson and Aric to follow suit, and then other followers swarmed up and helped the priestesses drink the wine completely.
The big leader drank the finely brewed ale, and Bona was in a bad mood. She was dizzy, covering her face that was swollen from being slapped by the big leader with both hands, and struggled to greet the other priests.
Finally, Otto found Vilia who was still resting in the high priest's room.
Seeing Otto's sudden appearance, Villa was so excited that she cried.
Because, in her heart, if she had a son, he should be like Otto.
"You're finally back!" She crawled out of the fur quilt with a hoarse voice.
Villa, she really looked like an old mother today. With tears in her eyes, she threw herself into Otto's arms, just like she threw herself into the arms of her middle-aged son who suddenly returned from a long journey.
"Oh, High Priest, is there any hateful person who has wronged you? And those priests, what happened to them?"
Villa, who rested her head on Otto's chest, did not shy away from her hatred.
"Bona, she..."
"What happened to her?" Otto asked nervously. "Did she make you angry?"
"That's her! She thinks she can replace me, and she has plans to get rid of me. I really misunderstood, why did I choose her as the next priestess? I'm not dead yet! Bona has already claimed to be the high priest.
!”
Villa's words immediately resonated strongly with the young and energetic Arik.
"Big Chief, what the high priest said is absolutely true. None of us like that Bona, the woman you just slapped."
Otto suddenly looked at his nephew: "Continue talking!"
"As commanded."
In order to show his anger, of course Arik had to make the matter more serious. Now, Haro Zuosen also followed Arik's wishes. The two of them knew that Otto was already angry, but they were still adding fuel to the fire.
It was this oil that made Wei Liya very happy.
Otto gritted his teeth in anger!
Human hearts are made of flesh, and Otto fully understood Vilia's intimate attitude towards him, and the care and guidance she gave to her only son Rurik, Otto was full of gratitude.
Could he not be grateful?
Rurik's noble status was exactly what Vilia tried his best to promote.
In Otto's view, no one can threaten Viglia's status, and no one dares to neglect her. The current situation is that Bona wants to "help Viglia die so that she can replace her."
Otto held the hilt of the sword and gritted his teeth and said, "That Bona, she should die!"
"Then, kill her!" Vilia responded in a vicious voice.
Otto already understood this.
He raised his head, looked at Harold Zuosen and Arik, put his left hand on his neck, and made a terrible gesture. "In the future, there will be no such woman."
At this moment, Arik and Haro Zuosen were a little worried.
"Big leader, really? In the chief priest's house?" Arik asked worriedly.
Harold Johnson continued: "Even if you really do it, you have to trick that woman into the open air and kill her. This place is sacred. It shouldn't...should not be stained by the blood of evil people."
"That's fine. Arik!" Otto glared at his eldest nephew with sharp eyes, "That bastard will definitely be detrimental to your brother. You! Do it! There is no need for blasphemers in the sanctuary."
However, Arik still hesitated.
Vilia slowly sat upright. She thought about it quietly, then she became cruel, looked into Arik's eyes, and gave a hoarse command: "Arik, follow the order of the big leader. Don't worry, I have chosen a brand new one.
Big leader."
"Yes!" Arik stood up, shook his neck and left the room with the two young men.
Bona is still sitting in the hall of the longhouse covering her swollen face, along with many priestesses in a daze.
Their confused heads retained the last trace of sanity. They were sitting quietly to sober up, and they were also reflecting on the important things they had missed.
Arik and two strong men suddenly appeared, followed immediately by Harold Johnson.
Without any nonsense, they drove Bona outside. After all, they did not want the sacred longhouse of the priests to be stained with blood.
Bona didn't know what was happening yet. She was dizzy and groaning, and then she was pulled to a secret place.
At the deer pen next to the longhouse, Aric drank countless blood with his steel sword. Without any hesitation, he stabbed the confused Bona cleanly on the spot.
Bona died in a daze while drunk, and everything she longed for disappeared in her daze.
Bona didn't feel any strong pain, she just felt that she suddenly couldn't breathe, and then she spit out a mouthful of blood, and some of it stuck to Arik's clothes.
She was slowly brought down by Orlick, and then the three of them stabbed her several times one after another.
She was executed while drunk. She never imagined that her life would end like this.
Bona's plain robe was stained with blood, her eyes were closed forever, only her body was still twitching from time to time.
Death comes very suddenly!
"Arik, is this really appropriate for us? I actually executed a priest." A strong man who had experienced battles and killed enemies couldn't help but feel deeply frightened by his actions.
"Yeah, I'm really worried about God's revenge," another person said.
With a livid face, Arik spat again at the dead Bona.
"Bah, you two are so naive. The high priest and the chief gave her death. Don't forget how arrogant this woman was when they were dividing the money. Now, you two dig a hole on the spot, and everything is over.
."
The two strong men quickly dug a shallow pit, and Bo Na buried it hastily.
Arik's clothes were stained with blood, and he returned to the longhouse carrying the bloody sword as strong evidence.
The priestesses who witnessed Bona being taken away saw a young man returning with a bloody sword, and a bad premonition suddenly emerged.
"High Priest, we have finished our work." Aric handed over the red sword to prove that this statement was true.
Looking at the blood stains, Vilia suddenly felt in a trance.
She muttered silently: "Bona, if you were just an ordinary priest, you wouldn't be like this."
The solid relationship between the priests and the leader is the key to the long-term stability of the Ross tribe. Especially in the past ten years or so, the tribe has experienced unprecedented stability and security.
Even if times change, this alliance must last forever.
This is Bona's sin. She thinks that as long as she serves as the high priest, she can give orders unscrupulously? Maybe it is destined to be like this.
But Otto's anger was that the woman seemed to have fallen into continuous enjoyment. What was the use of such a priest?
Otto did feel that his actions were a bit hasty, but he didn't know that Villa had already had murderous intentions.
Now that the person has been killed, Otto has to ask the key question: "High Priest, who do you think is your real successor?"
"Lumia."
"What?" Otto was a little confused.
Verya said hurriedly and seriously: "Rurik's servant, Rumia, she is the successor."
"She?" Otto was shocked, "But she is a deer herder."
"Don't you think it's inappropriate? Is it appropriate for a drunkard to be the high priest? Remember, it was Odin who spared that girl's life. Everything is fate."
Otto thought about it, and it was indeed the case. No one knew this better than Otto. Of all the prisoners captured, how could Rumia miraculously survive?
"Is she really suitable?" Otto still asked cautiously, "Maybe that girl is indeed extraordinary. I am still worried about the tribesmen..."
"Worried that her tribe will oppose her? Oh, forget it." Vilia shook her head meaningfully, "You have no idea what your son has done in the past three months. It's really a blessing from God, Liuli
Ke is already winning over the clan members. He will be a leader a hundred times better than you."
Hearing this, Otto felt secretly happy.
Villa continued in a hoarse voice: "If it is just a sacrificial ceremony, any priest who understands the process can do it directly. The high priest is not an ordinary priest. The high priest must be a noble person, a pious person."
A person whose spirit will not be easily polluted. I have been teaching Rumia for many years, and I believe that I did not make a mistake this time."
"This..." Otto was still very confused. He didn't expect that he was despised by him. Only the prisoner whom Rurik paid special attention to had a very high reputation in Vilia. It seemed that the huge Ross tribe could not find a second one.
A qualified candidate for the high priest from his own clan.
Bona has been killed and it has become an established fact.
Vilia suddenly asked: "Otto, do you think that I am actually a cruel woman?"
"You? How are you a cruel person? You are kind, great, and just." Otto said a lot of words of praise, and his words came from the bottom of his heart without flattery.
"I gave you permission to get rid of Bona. Well, I am indeed cruel, and I don't have much time left. I pray that Odin will grant me a few more years of life, so that Rurik can grow bigger, Lumi
So is Ya."
"So, has Valhalla responded to you?" Otto simply knelt on his knees and held Vilia's withered hand: "You will definitely become the new Valkyrie. Before that, I hope you can continue
Live long and continue to protect us. Maybe I should take Rurik to the altar to pray in person and pray to Valhalla."
Vilia smiled: "They didn't give a clear response, but my body has recovered a lot. Maybe this is God's answer, and I should be able to live on for a few more years. The tribe is everything to me, you know
, Otto. All of you are like my children and my relatives. I will not allow anyone to threaten the stability of the tribe. There should be no greedy priests. I hope that the dead Bona can warn others.