Carlotta was a little tired. As soon as she and her sister left the sauna, they were picked up by Gevro, who had been waiting for a long time.
"Sir, it looks like we are all clean. Next..."
"Just call me Jevro. You are Carlotta, and you are so much more beautiful now. And your sister Ella."
Which girl with simple clothes and clean and fresh appearance doesn't make people feel comfortable? On the surface, Carlotta and Ella are considered nobles after all, and Jevro can easily feel the temperament that is different from ordinary tribesmen.
Arrived.
Now, Jevlo has another task. This special task can be explained by the witch doctor standing behind him with a flower crown on his head.
Jevro continued: "My master has arranged things for the evening. You two are distinguished guests, and the master will have you for dinner tonight. Before that, Carlotta, I have been ordered to treat your wound."
"Dinner together? For our sisters?!" Was Carlotta moved? She was on guard at first.
The bad contact she had with the businessman named Fordegen made Carlotta extremely cautious when dealing with others, as if those businessmen were always greedy for her and her sister's body. In this world, a woman with long
If you are beautiful, you will become a treasure that many people compete for.
Carlotta doesn't think she is very beautiful, but after this period of time, could it be possible...
She is not narcissistic, she just hopes that she and her sister can get through the suffering as soon as possible. But the fat financial backer mentioned some unreasonable demands? At this point, Carlotta has to think about it carefully.
Because, people have to live.
She thought for a while, bowed her head respectfully and said, "Master Yevluo, thank you for treating me."
"Let's go, the sponsor has also invited a witch doctor. Don't worry, you will recover soon."
In a relatively ordinary lounge, Carlotta was lying quietly on a soft sheepskin blanket.
The witch doctor was already sitting on the ground pounding herbs, while Jevlo was also sharpening a small knife with an oxhide.
Carlotta couldn't help but tremble when she saw the knife. She was not afraid of the knife itself, but she thought of the previous experience of being stabbed by a mercenary, although that was also the so-called treatment.
"Are you scared? Don't worry, my skills are very fast." Yevluo said comfortingly.
"Oh, sir. You... at least let me bite something. I'm afraid of biting off my tongue."
"You are very thoughtful." Jevro didn't think too much and threw a ball of linen to the girl. Carlotta quickly folded it and stuffed it into her mouth.
Her younger sister was sitting on her knees, holding her sister's hand tightly, and tears kept flowing out.
The knife had been sharpened to an extremely sharp point. Yevro held down the girl's leg, and the tip of the knife began to press against the swollen wound.
It was only at this time that Yevluo suddenly discovered that the wound had been treated. It could be said that it had been treated by vulgar methods that only soldiers would use.
Something very exciting must have happened to this girl on her way to escape. Before taking action, Yevro had no choice but to ask again.
Almost being made a concubine by a businessman? How ridiculous! What is even more ridiculous is that the wound was "welded" by a mercenary.
Such an operation can only be used as an emergency, and it is likely to cause endless troubles, and may even destroy the girl's legs!
"Really, I want to see that idiot treated your injury. Your leg was destroyed without proper treatment. Now you are very lucky."
Hearing this, Carlotta bit the linen ball hard, turned her face to the side, and tears flowed out unconsciously.
"That's it, kid, be strong."
After that, the tip of the knife pierced the wound again...
Because it was soaked in water, the scab on the surface of her wound turned white and fell off easily, but the pustule underneath still required thorough drainage.
Although the specific mechanism of disease is not known, the witch doctors and priests of Mellaren know that suppurating wounds often cause fever, and excessive fever can cause death. If you want to avoid death, you must remove all pus. Even,
Keep cutting the wound until you see bright red flesh and flowing blood.
Although the treatment methods are violent and barbaric, the injured will often faint from the pain, and this is the best treatment method that the witch doctors can think of.
Compared to the witch doctor, Jevlo's personal knife skills were superior. He uncovered the girl's soft scabs and used a knife to thoroughly clean out the foul-smelling pus.
It was really a torture to uncover the scar. Carlotta's forehead was covered with sweat and her body was shaking unconsciously.
Next it's time for the witch doctor.
After a mysterious spell, a sticky herbal mass was attached to Carlotta's wound.
In fact, this herb is not a mysterious thing. It is just a bunch of European purslane that has been pounded into a paste shape by the witch doctor's stone mortar, and then mixed with some honey.
Witch doctors don't know the reason for this herbal treatment, but it is very helpful in healing wounds.
They have summarized this experience in their long-term life, and both purslane and honey have the effect of accelerating wound healing and anti-infection. Of course, the witch doctor cannot guarantee that this medicine is absolutely effective, so it must be done before applying the medicine.
A small prayer can tell the injured whether a quick recovery depends on God's will.
Until this time, Carlotta finally received the most reliable treatment.
The clothes she is wearing now were originally used by Gould's granddaughter. Since they experienced the goodness of soap, the family has been unable to live without the magical soap with the word rus printed on it. Their linen clothes and leather clothes are all cleaned by soap.
.
There was a bit of sulfur remaining in the clothes Carlotta was wearing, which gave the clothes a certain sterilization function. Her body was also covered with highly alkaline soap foam, and the bacteria on her body were killed on a large scale.
A truly reliable medicine with antibacterial properties and accelerating healing is applied to the wound. Perhaps for Carlotta, the only thing that can hinder her recovery from her injury is her own weak body.
Restore your strength? This is also easy to do!
As long as Gould was willing to provide these two children with exactly the same food as his granddaughter, within half a year, the two poor, skinny and frail children would have turned into chubby little ones.
The knee of Carlotta's injured leg was wrapped with a linen cloth. It was entirely because the Gould family began to wash all kinds of linen fabrics with soap, so that even the linen cloth used for bandaging was equivalent to disinfection. It can be said that,
It's all a coincidence that the Carlotta sisters are now living in a low-bacteria environment, which is very conducive to their body's recovery.
After treatment, Carlotta walked with a limp, but she knew this was only temporary.
She felt much better, but she was full of doubts.
She was supported by Jevlo on her arm and couldn't help but ask: "Sir, what's next, is eating?"
"Yes, I think you sisters are already starving. Indeed, the sun is going to set now." Supporting the girl, Yevluo thought about the girl's performance just now and couldn't help but praise her in his heart. "You are really a strong person.
Boy, you didn't even faint. If you were a boy, you would be a brave warrior."
"Can't girls be good?" the girl said weakly.
"A female warrior? Carlotta, maybe you can't."
"Alas..." Carlotta sighed and said slowly: "We were originally captured by the Danes. The Danes had a man named Ragnar, and he let us go."
"Is there such a thing? Maybe that man can take you away as slaves. He actually let you go." Jevro was a little surprised when he heard this, but he didn't pay special attention.
"Because..." Carlotta didn't want to say any more, but her thin lips already revealed her angry teeth, as well as the roots of her deciduous teeth that she had bitten to bits.
"Some unspeakable reasons? Well, I won't ask more."
"I...I want revenge."
"So you plan to become a female warrior? You can indeed endure pain, my child. A good warrior must be able to withstand a beating before attacking his opponent. Maybe you have such potential, but I don't want a beautiful woman to go there
Engage in fighting that should belong to men."
"Okay, I must avenge my hatred. Then..." Carlotta pursed her lips and asked cautiously: "That businessman, he is so kind to us... He is so kind to us. Why? Could it be..."
Yevluo chuckled: "Carlotta, just like I said on the boat. You two are going to the Ross people. My sponsor is an old friend of the Ross leader. Maybe for the sake of your grandfather.
, the leader of the Rus will be very happy to take you in. And my sponsor will be happy to facilitate this."
Hearing this, Carlotta let out a sigh of relief: "If that's the case, that would be great..."
"Let's go. Carlotta, Ella, you are safe. My sponsor will not treat you two badly."
Now, although things are very different from what she imagined, Carlotta can finally be sure that her fantasy has come true. There are indeed noble people in Mälaren, but the noble people are not from Mälaren.
Russians, is that you?
Once upon a time, Carlotta and Ella's knowledge of the Rus came entirely from their family's words.
Grandpa has always spoken highly of the Russians, and in short he envied the birth of a master in the far north.
Everyone only knows the name of Rurik, who is always boasted or ridiculed by businessmen. He is a boy who is said to have been favored by the great god Odin. So there is a saying that the Rus people living in the far north will be because of
This child rises.
Maybe this is a prophecy fabricated by the Russians, but there are so many businessmen and they have heard so much that the Ostara people have to think about it carefully.
Carlotta was supported by Jevlo himself, and she took her sister's little hand, and the three of them walked into the Gould family's dining room - an independent, small wooden house.
Time is passing, and the time when trade in the entire Mälaren Market was prosperous has passed.
Nightlife? None.
The entire Mälaren Market will quickly enter a spontaneous curfew and business will be suspended.
On Gould Island, most of the servants rested at night. Especially those who were bought or picked up, they fell asleep after dinner. For these people, the current life is like paradise. They secretly praised Gould
De is a good man, and it is said that the leaders of the Rus are more generous, and for the first time they are full of hope for the future.
Starlight began to appear in the sky, and a cool breeze surged from the lake.
At Gould's family dinner, the aroma of barbecue filled the air again.
When Carlotta and Ella appeared in front of Gould again, he, who had experienced many battles with women, could infer their future appearance just from their neat appearance - two beautiful women.
After all, he had personal contact with the chief family of Ostara, and he could even confirm that the little boy in the arms of the leader had two daughters when he grew up. He never thought that thirty years later, he would be lucky enough to protect them.
The last race.
The Ostara family, of course, gives priority to the beautiful daughters of other tribal leaders when marrying their wives. They have been selectively intermarrying, so over several generations, they have absorbed the blood of beautiful women from various tribes, and naturally these two children
She has good features, such as a pair of big blue eyes and a slightly high bridge of nose.
They usually eat relatively refined food and don't have to go through the effort of chewing bacon like ordinary people.
So Carlotta and Ella, they both have comfortable pointed chins.
In comparison, Gould's two granddaughters have simple round faces.
The sisters sat at the same table. In front of them were sizzling roast lamb, freshly baked bread cubes, honey water poured into crystal glasses, and some appetizing fresh raspberries.
The staple food here is still barbecue.
The sizzling barbecue was no surprise. The two children paid special attention to the thick crystal cups on the table. Their wide-eyed observation made Gould laugh.
"You two, stop looking! From the moment you entered the room, you have been looking left and right. Is it difficult to be my guest?"
Carlotta hurriedly coughed twice and pulled her sister to sit cross-legged, especially with her back straight, so as to show their good temperament.
As the host of the banquet, Gould raised his expensive white horn cup inlaid with gold: "Family members, today's banquet is for Carlotta and Ella. They are the descendants of the leader of Ostara.
Distinguished person." As he spoke, Gould looked at Carlotta, who was well-versed in everything. "My child, what's in your cup is honey, just treat it like a bar! Let's drink a toast."
"Okay, cheers..."
Carlotta now seemed to be participating in this banquet as a member of the Ostara tribe, and she felt this deeply.
As Gould continued to speak respectful words, Carlotta felt that things were getting a little strange.
At this banquet, the two girls undoubtedly became the absolute focus. Although they were indeed descendants of the leader of the Ostara people, the Snoleva family still felt that their father had given them too much courtesy. They were two children.
Ah! Even a little younger than his two daughters.
It would be understandable if his father was madly fawning over the eight-year-old Rurik from Rus for the sake of his family’s increasingly skyrocketing profits. Because the cooperation between the family and the Rus has turned into a large amount of silver coins.
It really shocked Snoleva.
There are two orphan girls here who have lost their family. Is it good for the Gould family to treat them well?
And this is exactly what Carlotta and Ella must understand.
Gould announced that everyone could eat, and then he plunged his carving knife into the barbecue.
A delicious meal was right in front of them. Fortunately, both women had received basic training in table manners. Even if they were hungry, they suppressed their instinct to eat.
So when the host of the banquet announced that the banquet had begun, the two of them did not use the knives on the table and started tearing the barbecue with their hands, so that the two of them soon had their mouths full of oil.
"Haha, look, they are just two hungry little wolves." Gould teased, although he himself also looked very ferocious when eating.
The Gould family are all meat-eating enthusiasts, especially as the head of the family. Gould often claimed that he could eat a lamb in one meal when he was young, but he couldn't do it now because he is older.
Children are children after all, and the two people who were so hungry had an unlimited desire to eat. After all, their stomachs were filled to the point of being filled with bread and meat.
After eating and drinking, Carlotta was in great spirits.
She could feel the kindness of this wealthy businessman who called himself Gould, but she still wanted to find out.
"Great businessman, I just want to know how you will arrange for us. I heard that there is no truly free banquet."
"Yo? Are you starting to use honorifics? Carlotta, you are very smart." After saying that, Gould poured himself another glass of wine and said enthusiastically: "Maybe my Jevlo has told you. You two
You are indeed a noble man, I will take you to the territory of the Rus, and I will try my best to recommend you to the leader of the Rus."
Before Gould finished speaking, Carlotta suddenly sensed a sign of danger.
She suddenly asked: "What are we going to do? Are we going to give our sisters to the leader of the Rus as wives and concubines? No... no!"
The girl was so angry without any warning that while Gould was startled, he tried his best to remain calm.
He comforted him and said, "If that's the case, why don't I keep you two as my wives and concubines? Don't worry, I won't do that. And the Russians, hey... you don't know the Russians at all."
"Yes, I really don't understand. My grandfather only told me that the Russians gave birth to a great man named Rurik or something."
"Ah! It's Rurik!" Gould was easily excited because he drank some wine. He slapped his thigh: "It's Rurik! It's such a pity that you two have lost your parents. And the Russians
The leader of the old man lost two children when he was young. Now he has a magical Rurik, but he treats this child as a treasure. However, the leader will never forget the two children he lost. He even
Treat your little maid as your daughter. Your status is much nobler than that maid, and you are also allies of the leader."
What Gould said seemed like fantasy to Carlotta.
"Mr. Merchant, do you mean to give us to the leader of the Ross people to... be daughters?" Carlotta asked weakly.
"Isn't this bad? In this way, you can still be Rurik's sisters. Do you know? Haha, Rurik is really..." Thinking of the excitement, Gould smiled and drank another drink for himself.
Now, Gould has begun to promote Rurik's business crazily, not only to prove Rurik's wisdom, but also to prove the correctness of his family's decision.
Carlotta found it even more bizarre when she heard it. She really could not have imagined that the strange thing that made her body smell so bad was Rurik's invention, and that thing had already made the businessman a fortune.
But that thing is indeed a treasure, and Carlotta now has an unprecedented comfortable experience. It is even said that the thing called soapa can kill annoying fleas.
Rurik seemed to have created a lot of interesting things, which Carlotta couldn't imagine very well. The only thing that interested her very much was Rurik's attitude towards servants.
From Gould's perspective, he just felt that Chief Ross's family was too kind to his little maid. Rurik's attitude towards Lumia even reached the level of a biological sibling.
In this way, Rurik gradually became touchable from an illusory figure.
"If this is the case, it is really...a blessing for the two of us." Carlotta said slowly.
"Alas! You two are so lucky. Ah, speaking of it..." Gould had to drink himself a glass of wine to heighten his excitement. "Speaking of which, the Russians must be responsible for your suffering. The Russians attacked Brother
That's why the Danes counterattacked. If the Danes hit Lake Mälaren, I would have no choice but to withdraw. If the Russians had not taken action this year, you would not have ended up like this."
"So, you mean the Russians are responsible?" Carlotta asked weakly.
"Haha, isn't it?"
"Of course not. There are so many what-ifs in life, and the fate of us Ostara people is not controlled by the Rus." Carlotta said with a dull face: "We have been fighting with that Gotlander. This time,
We miscalculated. Who would have thought that the enemy's fleet could cover the entire sea. At least my family members were killed in the battle. Only weak women like me and my sister are qualified to escape."
"It's better not to talk about this." Gould shook his head. "The Russians are still responsible. They must take you two in. Don't worry, I will vigorously promote this matter. There is only one very difficult problem now."
"What's the problem?" Carlotta suddenly became alert again.
"How should you two go?"
"What's your identity? The leader's granddaughter?" Carlotta pinched her small pointed chin. She had never thought of these things. Even this morning, she was still a dying, dirty little guy.
Gould categorically denied that because of the power of alcohol, his movements and behavior were even more exaggerated. He tugged his arms randomly, stretched out his fat head and shouted loudly: "Bah! The granddaughter of the leader? You Ostarians still have
How many people are there alive? I think you two are the only ones left alive! Besides, Carlotta, do you want your tribe to disappear forever?"
The words were a bit hurtful. Ask yourself how much Carlotta hopes that the harmonious Ostara will be resurrected in place.
"Sir, I...I dream of rebuilding Ostara."
"Then go and rebuild! Remember, Carlotta! And you, don't be in a daze, Ella. You two are women, you two remember, a woman is a tribe. You don't have to think too much, you
That's Ostara. When you grow up, you find a man, marry, and have many children, who will have more children. The tattoos on the backs of your necks prove your noble status. The Russians I know value friendship very much, maybe
If the Mellaren people don’t take you in, the Rus’ people will definitely do it. Is it difficult for you two to rebuild Ostara under the protection of the Rus’ people?”
Things became very real, and Carlotta suddenly realized that she had great potential.
Gould laughed out loud now: "What a silly boy! Carlotta, your family has no other descendants, you and your sister are the last two. Ostara has a seat in the alliance
Yes, if there is no one to succeed the leader, the seat will be gone. I think you must take over the position of leader."
"Me? I will be the leader of Ostara?" Carlotta pointed at herself with wide eyes, shock written all over her face.
"Why not? Now you have only two choices, watch Ostara cease to exist, or become the leader."
"Where are I...my people? This is ridiculous."
Gould shook his head: "You don't need tribes for the time being. When you grow up and have many children, your family will be revived. Then someone will definitely join your tribe. My child, there is no one here better than me."
Knowing you Ostara people, I know that many people join you because they admire your cattle-raising skills."
"That's true." Carlotta smiled proudly, even boasting: "Don't think I'm just a child, I'm good at raising cattle. This is a skill that we Ostara women must learn. Even, my
My sister is also a good player."
"Okay, I think you already understand." After that, Gould poured himself another glass. He looked around at his family members who were ordering him to watch the show, as well as the only mercenary Yevluo who was qualified to enter the family banquet.
Order them to raise their glasses high.
To whom? To Carlotta.
"To Carlotta, the female leader of the Ostara tribe!" Gould was the first to shout enthusiastically.
Although a little embarrassed, the others raised their glasses accordingly.
In this way, Carlotta has a new identity, which must be recognized by at least a reliable person. Will the Russians admit it? Gould feels that since Otto and Rurik have long claimed that they intend to compete for Mela
Given the power of the Lun tribe in the alliance, taking in these two girls is an inevitable and correct move.
Although Carlotta is a girl, she is already the first heir to the power of the Ostara chief family.
There is no rule in the alliance that the leader of a certain tribe must be a man, but usually, a leader will have at least one son to inherit the great cause.
If the Rus are willing to admit that Ostara was not destroyed, they must recognize Carlotta's identity as leader.
In this way, in essence, the Ostara tribe has become a vassal of the Ross tribe.
As an ambitious and powerful tribe that cannot be underestimated and is growing rapidly, it does not matter how large or small its vassal population is. To obtain one is a subordinate relationship in nature.
Out of business thinking, Gould dared to conclude that the clever Otto and the wise Rurik would not only not miss this opportunity, but would also spread some news.
For example, the people of Malaren sat back and watched the Danish army destroy the Ostara tribe and refused to rescue them. In the end, the Russians took in the Ostara refugees. Even if the Russians only took in two children, it would be "only the Russians took in the Ostara refugees."
Refugees", and then publicity can be given to help them rebuild their homes, even if this is in name only.
So the two children told Gould that he had told them that he would move home after the wheat harvest.
A big businessman with huge wealth moved to the territory of the Russians. Carlotta thought that this businessman might also be disappointed with the Malaren people. The businessman gambled his family's wealth and wanted to immigrate to Russia. Maybe the Russians
The future it brings is really different.
At least Gould fully recognized the noble status of the two children, and also intentionally called Carlotta "chief". The girls who made trouble were always very embarrassed.
The two children began a comfortable guest life. They have not landed since they landed on the island. There is no need for them to land. There is food and drink here, and life has temporarily returned to peace and security.
They became very good friends with Gould's two granddaughters, and they always got together to play games that little girls liked. Sometimes, Carlotta and Ella performed a tradition of milking and comforting cows in public.
craft.
It was entirely because she ate so well during this period that Carlotta's weak body was supplemented with a large amount of protein, carbohydrates and vitamins. Her skinny body could be considered to have some fat, and her leg injuries recovered at an astonishing speed.
Fifteen days after applying the medicine, Carlotta's knee wound turned into a huge scab. Because the new skin was growing at a high speed, she was often itchy.
During this period, she also fully understood the reason why more and more children from the Malaren Market entered the island.
It turns out that these are the tasks of the businessman Gould, specifically the purposes of the Russians.
There are not only children here, but also the poor people in the slave market. Almost as soon as they are born, they are brought to the island by merchants.
Almost all of these people are women of various ages, and among them little girls are the most begging. Will they all become slaves of the Russians? I'm afraid things won't be that simple.
In addition, some young men landed on the island. Carlotta saw that the good man Yevro, who found himself, saved himself, and even treated his injuries, was actually teaching a group of young men fighting skills. They were the new servants.
Soldier? Carlotta didn't care much about this. The only thing that shocked her was Jevlo's identity.
She really didn't expect that Javlo was actually a Finn, and Javlo's life was also given to him by the now fat old man Gould. Therefore, Javlo's status was that of a slave, but I'm afraid that was not the case.
He is like the adopted son of a big businessman.
Before arriving at Rossburg, the Carlotta sisters had already seen a lot of strange things on the merchant Gould's island. Of course, none of them were as strange as their new identities.
In the end, only this big businessman recognized the orphan girl of the Ostara tribe as the new leader, even though there were only two women left in the tribe.
Of course Carlotta knew that many tribesmen were actually not dead. They sadly became slaves of other tribes and were afraid that they would live miserable lives forever.
Thinking of these, she thought of Gould's goodness.
An idea of repaying gratitude sprouted.
That is the so-called Ostara tribe. If the Ostara tribe really recovers because of its own ambition, then it will give it to its descendants. In the future, successive leaders must treat the Gould family well. Give them the cheapest price of cowhide and the best quality yogurt.
cheese, and the chief should invite members of the Gould family to the seder.