It seems that Grandma Walrus has determined Enoch's Demacian identity.
However, neither Ino nor Kalya knew the reason for the exposure - was she deceiving herself?
"You don't have a southern accent." Grandma Walrus seemed to be satisfied with the doubts hidden on Ino's calm face, "But if you don't know about Ashe's recruitment, then you can only be from the south."
This answer made Ino and Kalya both surprised and helpless.
Although Demacia and the Freljord appear to be right next to each other on the map, in fact, the towering Dragonspine Mountains completely separate the two places, and only a few passes are accessible.
It cannot be said that the exchange of information between the two parties is completely absent, but at least it is better than nothing.
Before, Grandma Ling went her own way and made a trip to the Freljord in person. Even though she was familiar with the road, it took her a month to go back and forth. But without her to deliver the news, the Freljord and
There are almost no communication channels between Demacia.
For example, everyone in the Freljord knew that Ashe was recruiting warriors, but Demacia had no idea at all.
Kalya proposed to set up an intelligence agency. One of the basic purposes is to "at least collect information that is flowing on the surface", because for Demacia, even the information that everyone in Freljord knows is quite significant.
it works.
Don’t forget, the war between Avarosa and Winter’s Claw was also bad news in the Freljord. But just because they didn’t know this bad news, Demacia could only consume huge manpower.
Material resources, separate three parts in the northern territory to strengthen the walls and clear the wilderness!
This is the value of basic intelligence!
"So, does Walrus Tusk really want to join Demacia?" Ino ultimately did not elaborate on his identity. "If I remember correctly, the Freljordians are not willing to go south.
"
"Standing on the ice sheet is the inherent mission of every ice bloodline." Grandma Walrus nodded, "But do you know, since my child died in a war twenty years ago, Walrus Tusk
There is no more ice blood."
Ino was silent.
"I am the last ice bloodline of Walrus Tusk." The old woman looked away, "So, I originally wanted to find an opportunity to accept a potential ice traveler and train her to become the new war mother of the tribe, but
I waited for a long time, and finally got the recruitment of Mr. Ashe, which aroused the interest of all the ice bloods, but in the end I met you, an ice blood from Demacia."
"..."
"At the beginning, I also thought about whether I should persuade you to join Walrus Tusk." Grandma Walrus rubbed the handle of the cup with her rough fingers, "After thinking about it carefully, I think it is impossible."
"Why?"
"I am very old this year!" Granny Walrus waved her hand as she let go of the handle of the cup, "But in such a long time, I have only seen Freljord people going south, never Demacian people.
Go north."
Ino was thoughtful.
"Since there is no such thing, it must be because she is unwilling." Grandma Walrus continued, "So, it should be easier for Demacia to survive, right?"
For some reason, at this moment, Ino suddenly stood in awe of the old woman in front of her - she was surprised to find that, like Grandma Walrus, Grandma Ling, and Grandma Nadine, these people were born in the North and even in Freljord.
Women in their later years always have a shrewdness that is almost like seeing through the world.
Their eyes can always see through all kinds of appearances and reach the essence of things. This is the key that many people cannot understand even after they have been away for half their lives.
"So, you hope that Walrus Tusk can go south to Demacia?" Ino sat up straight, "Become a member of Demacia?"
"There is an ancient legend in Port Borrill." This time, the old woman did not directly answer Ino's question. "Legend has it that seals are walruses that have lost their teeth. They have no sharp teeth and can no longer compete with walruses."
Ino blinked in confusion.
"Of course this is false, walruses and seals are not the same animal." Grandma Walrus continued, "But it is indeed difficult for a walrus that has lost its teeth to survive - and in Boreal Harbor, this old walrus has lost its teeth.
It’s very loose.”
When Grandma Walrus said these words, she did not avoid anyone. When she finally said bluntly, "The walrus's teeth are very loose," the whole tavern was silent.
The old War Mother is about to be unable to hold on. In fact, everyone in the Walrus Tusk knows very well that in the Freljord, the War Mother is the absolute core of a tribe, the only one who speaks out, and she is the one who unites the entire tribe.
The cornerstone of unity is the leader of all warriors and the mother of all children.
At Walrus Tusk, there are now four generations of children raised by Grandma Walrus. Even among the drinkers here, many of them were taught diving for the first time by Grandma Walrus herself.
But now, Grandma Walrus admitted her aging, and in front of everyone, asked a Demacian from the south to join Demacia, as if she was an old walrus that had lost its teeth, twisting and squeezing in.
Belonging to a group of seals.
At the beginning, everyone was still a little dissatisfied, but as the words "The walrus's teeth are already very loose" were spoken, this dissatisfaction finally turned into wordless silence.
"I don't know about Walrus Tusk. In fact, this is my first stop when I come to Freljord." In the silence, Ino finally spoke slowly, "However, if you are willing to join Demacia,
Observe the order of Demacia, and Demacia will welcome you to join us and protect your safety."
It was like throwing cold water into boiling oil. When Ino said these words, the whole tavern immediately became noisy. Many drinkers stood up dissatisfied, rolled up their arms and sleeves, and started shouting loudly.
It is full of unfriendly content such as "What the hell are you" and "Warm-blooded people get out of here".
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Naturally, the 11th group of mages couldn't bear it. They all looked at Ino, waiting for her to give the order to give these northern barbarians a little.
nice.
"Everyone be quiet!" Before Ino could say anything, Grandma Walrus spoke first, "This is the War Mother's order!"
Although they were very reluctant, the drinkers of Walrus Tusk could only shut their mouths angrily.
"I have also thought about what to do if there is no successor to Walrus Tusk." Turning her head, the old woman looked at Ino again, "Before, I thought of defecting to Avarosa, but it turns out that even Avarosa
Sa, they will still be involved in the whirlpool of the war. My people and I are willing to abide by Demacia's law and order, but I need to make sure that Demacia will not let them go to the battlefield."
"..."
"The boys from Walrus Tusk are all good at fishing." Grandma Walrus said in a proud tone, "They can even catch bait fish and small sea worms underwater. Their harpoons should not be weapons -
—Can Demacia guarantee this?"
"Yes." Without any hesitation, Ino gave his own answer, "Demacia has professional soldiers who will protect the people who abide by the laws of the kingdom. We are not warlike and welcome professional fishermen."
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Contrary to everyone's expectations, after the "rookie intelligence organization" led by Ino came to Freljord, the first thing they gained was not important information, but the allegiance of a tribe.
According to Grandma Walrus's wishes, when spring comes and the weather gets warmer, the Walrus Tusk tribe can leave Ningshuang Port and settle in the waters of Demacia.
She is very confident that she can take root in a completely unfamiliar land. For her, the responsibility of the Ice Bloodline has been completed. From now on, Walrus Tusk will move towards a better life.
Through the Tusk of the Walrus, Ino gained a lot of basic information about the Freljord - unlike Grandma Ling who only had some private channels, after gaining the allegiance of a tribe, Ino was able to move in very smoothly.
Here begins the preliminary intelligence training work.
Under Kalya's guidance, everyone, including Ino, must learn to talk to others, summarize, compare and summarize the information obtained from the conversation, and extract the most credible part from the complex information.
In the beginning, even with the endorsement of Grandma Walrus, the relationship between the mages of Group 11 and these walrus tusk diver hunters was very unharmonious. When the mages tried to communicate with the diver hunters according to what Kalya taught
, what they gain is often cold silence.
However, soon, with the reminder of Grandma Walrus, they quickly found a way to communicate - all the mages of the 11th group connected with Ino and spent a morning on the road three nautical miles away from the port.
A big hole opened in the ice sheet!
The diver hunters brought here by Grandma Walrus were shocked when they saw this big hole.
Although I have seen spell casters before, and the spells of those Frost Guard Priests also have their own uniqueness, it is obviously impossible for them to use human power to create a hole big enough for them to catch ice like these ice elemental mages!
This kind of action is far more effective than any verbal communication. When Ino announced that this was an ice cave where everyone in Borrell Port could engage in ice fishing, many people cheered and ran towards the port.
direction, I planned to take out my ice fishing gear and go straight into the water!
Every winter, it is the time when various cruising fishes come to cold waters. Under the ice at this time, various large fish have extremely high fat content and are dull-looking. For these diver hunters, ice fishing is a great opportunity.
This is the time of year when fishing is the most productive.
This year, due to the impact of the war, the tribe did not dare to leave the port. Everyone was already frustrated. Now, not far from the port, these guys from the south can actually open such a large ice cave - with their help,
Even if there is no war in the future, ice hunters will no longer need to drag their families and move hundreds of miles to the edge of the ice cap!
A few hours later, Ino and all the mages of Group 11 finally witnessed the first "folklore fishing activity" unique to Freljord.
These Freljordians from the Walrus Tusk Tribe dragged all kinds of sleds and carried all kinds of dazzling tools, and swarmed to the ice cave. While they were shouting the names of their ancestors, they were extremely agile.
He took off his coat, and with the help of his assistant, he smeared his body with a very greasy-smelling oil (that is, walrus oil).
During this period, the children accompanying the team would take out the swim bladders of many large fishes, fill them bulging with the roaring Breath of Anivia, and then insert a blood vessel from an unknown animal into it.
At the opening, a complex knot is made from the tendon of some animal, and the opening is tied tightly.
Then, the greased diving hunter will tie the large swim bladder around his waist or carry it behind his back, pick up the barbed harpoon, slide down the entrance of the ice cave until he enters the water, and disappear one by one.
not see.
The cooperation between these people seems to have gone through thousands of trainings. Whether adults or children, hunters or assistants, their movements are so skillful that when these diving hunters slide along the ice channel into the cold and biting sea water, they actually
It gives people a feeling of "this is normal, just an ordinary hunt".
A quarter of an hour later, people began to surface one after another.
The swim bladders on their waists were shriveled, but their harpoons were densely pierced with all kinds of fish. These big fish looked a bit like herring or salmon, but their size and fatness were far different.
It is beyond the cognition of Ino and other legal guardians.
When these cruising fish arrive in cold seas in winter, the rich food and cold environment allow them to accumulate a large amount of fat in their bodies.
But now, it's all easier for the Walrus Tusk's diver hunters.
Just like changing a tire during an F1 race, after these diving hunters surfaced, someone quickly pulled them up with all kinds of tricks. They would first drink a glass of walrus milk that Eno had almost spit out before, and wipe it at the same time.
Dry body.
Then, they will be greased again, replaced with new inflatable swim bladders, and slide into the ice cave again to start the second round of hunting.
After five rounds of hunting, the diver hunters who had dried their bodies finally stopped applying grease and began to put on clothes. In the temporary ice pit next to the ice cave, plump big fish had been piled into a small mountain.
.
Such an astonishing fishing efficiency was worthy of the name of the Walrus Tusk Diving Hunter. Amidst cheers, the fish was loaded onto the sled, and everyone happily embarked on the road back to the port.
That night, Ino and the Archon, together with the Freljordians from the Walrus Tusk, enjoyed an impressive full-fish feast. Ino could swear that he had never eaten such a fatty fish before.
, but such a delicious big fish.
Just stuff the hollowed fish belly with lichen, then apply a layer of salt, and after a simple grilling, these oily fish will bloom with a mouth-watering aroma, which will make you feel refreshed after eating.
"Wait a minute!" Ino, who had eaten the first fish and was picking up the second one, suddenly felt a sense of déjà vu, "Karya, why do I feel so familiar with these fish?"
"They must be familiar." Kalya laughed loudly after hearing this, "They are very complementary!"