The bonfire flickered in front of him, and little flames jumped and danced. Old man Valentine's face looked mysterious and unpredictable under the scorching light.
Vic sat up on his knees, his eyes narrowed, and the smile on his face suddenly ended.
"How did you know this?"
As soon as he finished speaking, the old man continued to make gestures, similar to some kind of sign language, the kind that only Valentine people can understand.
The young representative next to him did not answer Victor's question and continued to translate: "Let me ask you, do you still have your things?"
My stuff?
Victor was a little confused at first, but he soon realized it.
The old man continued to make gestures, and the representative continued to translate.
"We can make a deal. You recover the sacred object from Augusta for us, and I will give you the ghoul you want."
Victor's face darkened. He wanted more explanations instead of rashly agreeing to the other party's agreement.
"So you know I have something hidden in my house that attracts the attention of Augusta National."
The old man nodded to the representative beside him, who explained: "Yes, that is a coyote relic. It originally belonged to the Valentine tribe. In order to get it, Augusta killed all your family members." <
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"Someone kept this in our house, and I don't know anything about it." Victor stared into the old man's eyes.
The old man raised his hand to make a gesture.
"We understand, because someone stole it, either your family or someone you mentioned." Translation representing sharp eyes.
"What does Augusta need to do with it?" Victor continued to dig for clues.
The old man sat next to him, his body upright, as motionless as a statue.
He did not speak, and the Valentine representatives did not translate, which meant that even they did not understand.
Victor took a deep breath and nodded slightly.
"You don't know Augusta's purpose, but he just got the sacred object of your tribe... Why don't you go talk to Secred's officials, they are also hunting Augusta."
"Stupid, there is no way those cruel invaders will sit down and talk to us." Representative Valentine's anger was written on his face.
"So you would rather believe me?" Victor felt strange, "But my personal abilities are quite limited."
"For your family, you will seek revenge from Augusta. My people know the impact of hatred and it will drive you." The representative translated the old man's words.
Victor lowered his eyebrows and thought for a moment. He probably knew why this group of people dared to cross the border. They probably knew that Missouri was using force to encircle Augusta, so they took this opportunity to enter Secred's territory.
Boundary.
Normally, there are scattered Valentines in Secred territory, and the general army and government will not make a big move, but with dozens of people attacking all night like this, once the officials know about it, it will definitely be a military attack.
The expulsion and extermination operation.
"So where's your reply?"
Crow put down his hands and looked at Victor quietly.
Victor picked up a twig and threw it into the pyre as the fire grew smaller.
After opening his mouth and carefully organizing his words, he said: "There is a saying in my hometown, which is called drawing firewood from the bottom of the cauldron. It means that to solve a problem, we must first deal with the root of the problem. For example, this pile of firewood, if we don't continue to add firewood to it.
, it will eventually go out, and if we didn’t prepare firewood in the first place, we wouldn’t even be able to start the fire.”
I don’t know if the two people on the other side understood what Victor meant, so they remained silent and did not speak.
"Augusta is a seer. I don't know if there is a term for seer in your language, but he is indeed using the invisible skills of you Valentines. So, since you are each other's enemies
,Where does his ability come from?"
This sharp question made the fire even more intense. The Valentine representative's face twitched, and his impatience surfaced.
Just before he was about to get angry, Crow patted his shoulder and then made a gesture.
"Augusta received a secret message from the Three Holy Gods." The representative translated unwillingly, "In the beginning, he was on our side, working with us to fight against the government's new order, and helping us attack those who massacred our people.
The murderer gained trust and gained our power."
"However, when his ambition expands, he will always ask for more, whether it is power or wealth, which has long fascinated his mind."
"After parting ways with us, he wanted to obtain the relics of the Holy Religion at all costs. I think he is brewing an extremely evil plan, which will be very detrimental to you and my tribe."
Was it just a simple expansion of desire that turned that man into an enemy of the world...
Victor found this statement a bit unbelievable, but it could be seen that these Valentines did not understand the man, and they were just using each other at first.
"I heard that he learned the hunting dog ritual?" Considering the monster in himself, Victor connected Father Sang's words at that time, trying to get some clues from the Valentine people.
"It is indeed possible." means translated to.
"Is there a way to crack it?" Victor narrowed his eyes.
The representative said something to the leader, and the leader continued to gesture silently: "If you can retrieve the holy relic, you may be able to get the answer from it."
This answer was very vague. Victor thought that the other party would not tell him easily, so he asked the last question: "What are your holy relics used for?"
"That is the basis for the survival of our ethnic group, and it is the last belief..." In addition to anger, there is also a trace of grief and indignation in the eyes of the Valentine representative.
Victor stood up and glanced around the surrounding environment. Behind him, Henry was surrounded by a group of indigenous people. He kept looking this way.
"I can only say that I will try my best. After all, the police and the army are the main forces chasing Augusta..."
His words were equivalent to agreeing to Crow's cooperation proposal.
The old man nodded with satisfaction and glanced at the representative beside him. The latter stood up with a cold expression and ordered the tribesmen to drag the ghoul out.
"This kind of thing is the product of a wrong ritual. You should kill it as soon as possible. Once the effect of the medicine wears off, its wounds will recover and it will pose a great threat to you." The representative pointed at the ghoul and said to Victor. "Can you give me some of your medicine?" Victor looked at the spears in the hands of the aborigines. It was these spears coated with medicine that caused the ghoul's wounds to be irreversible.
Crow nodded, and the representative reluctantly threw a small leather bag in his belt to Victor.
After the latter got the things, he gestured to the other party with satisfaction, and then walked towards the dying ghoul.
……
Dawn was coming, and after the Valentines had dealt with the matters here, they ignored Victor and Henry, extinguished the bonfire, broke out of camp, and headed for the eastern wasteland.
Victor weighed the leather bag in his hand, sat on a boulder with Henry, and looked at the panting ghoul.
"I have powder on my hand that scares you, so you'd better be honest with me."
After the threat was over, Victor explained to Henry the exchange he had just had with the Valentines, and the latter's face was full of doubts.
Next is interrogation time.
"Kino, right?"
Victor called out the ghoul's name, and the ghoul groaned. The hair on his body fell off quickly, the outline of his face and torso shrank, his nose retracted, and he gradually turned into a human form.