Chapter 158 Two Abilities
of the Sea Tribe...
Lawrence remembered many legends and stories.
It is said that the glorious berserkers will be tempted by witches and walk towards dark caves, swamps, and foggy waters.
The berserker warriors in the north have always been related to the ocean.
Hunt giant whales and seals for food, and defeat ocean giants and powerful enemies at sea to gain honor.
During the long journey, some sailors or warriors would be tempted by the witches in the sea. Some were killed in shipwrecks, and some were captured and used as fertility tools.
Salil didn't care about her life experience. The barbarians in the north didn't pay much attention to family integrity, and Salil wasn't someone who called her mother all day long.
"Lawrence, what should we do next?" Salil looked at Lawrence.
Lawrence said directly: "Kehalan, if you come back with us, just say that you are a refugee from the south. If others ask, just say you don't know." "From now on, you will
be my follower, and I will let you eat for a day." Three meals a day."
Kehalan finally got the life he wanted, and said boldly: "Okay, noble young master."
Lawrence reminded: "The fried chicken legs for you today are not available every day. Our annual You can eat it today. Normally, it will be decided based on the specific situation. Basically, it will be eaten once
every two or three months." Kehalan came over very satisfied, "It only allows me to eat it once a year. Even if I was in During the more than ten years he was the King of the South, he never had such delicious chicken!"
Lawrence saw Kehalan's clothes. The clothes couldn't be called clothes at all. They looked like sexy lingerie or simple pieces of cloth. .
"Do you like dressing like this? It's a bit special." Lawrence looked at this female warrior who was neither beautiful nor ugly. She didn't seem to be deliberately showing off.
Kahalan smiled and replied: "The previous clothes fell into pieces after being worn for a long time. These are the last clothes."
Salil felt very sad and looked at Kahalan who looked happy with some sympathy.
"It's so pitiful. We have a lot of animal skins. I'll give you some warm animal skin clothes later."
Kehalan refused to accept anyone who came. "Okay!"
Lawrence quickly took Kehalan back.
After Kohalan approached, Lawrence felt that the woman was taller than him, and her physique was strong and looked reliable.
Compared to the women of the Western Kingdom who often go hungry and diet, women like Khalan are like giantesses.
Reglo quickly walked over from a distance, raised his head and looked at Kharan.
"Master, who is she?"
Lawrence said: "This is a refugee from the south. She has been hungry for a long time, but she seems to be in good health. She will work for me in the manor in the future." Reglo said directly: "Please let
me I compete with her to see who is stronger!"
Lawrence looked at Kehalan, "Do you have the strength now? It's just a test of strength."
Kehalan touched his belly and smiled: "No problem, I'm hungry. You are more powerful every time."
The competition is about strength, but the competition is about status.
This kind of thing doesn't need too much explanation, people like Salil know it well.
Lawrence also knew this. The aggressive character of savages does not distinguish between men and women. Everyone will fight for it instead of passively enduring it.
In this resource-scarce environment, only those who take the initiative can eat well, and that kind of tolerant character is only suitable for snow cave people.
Both Reglo and Kehalan are women who have grown up with enough to eat, and their behavior is more radical than that of ordinary women.
Surrendering to Lawrence recognizes Lawrence's power.
Powerful positions and food reserves can be considered signs of strength, and it is normal for women to attach themselves to powerful men.
But they are like cubs competing for milk. Whoever occupies a dominant position can obtain more resources.
The two strong women soon stood facing each other on the grass.
As the referee, Lawrence stood on a slightly higher slope and looked at the two plus-size female fighters below.
There is a difference of more than ten centimeters in height. Reglo is not as tall as Lawrence, but in terms of physique, Reglo seems to be stronger. Kohalan's body is a typical female figure, while Reglo is much more masculine, thick and powerful.
"Start."
After Lawrence announced the start, Reglo and Kehalan came together, both of them provoking each other.
Reglo wanted to knock Kahalan away, but she underestimated Kahalan's strength. This woman, who had lived alone for more than ten years, was not only taller than Reguero, but also nearly ten years older, and was in her most powerful period.
Kehalan grabbed Reglo's head with one hand, pushed her to his chest to humiliate her, and then grabbed her hair and pushed the dwarf to the grass.
The battle was completely one-sided, and the disparity was immediately apparent after the encounter.
Lawrence saw that Kehalan was about to hit Regolo's head with his fist, and quickly said: "Stop! Everyone get up."
Kehalan quickly got up from Regolo's body, clapped his hands and made a very casual gesture look like.
Reglo's face was red, and he tried his best but could not resist Kharan's strength.
"I lost." Reglo took the initiative to admit defeat.
Lawrence comforted: "You are still very young, and your strength will become stronger and stronger in the future."
"Khalan, this is Reglo. She is not your subordinate, and you are not her subordinate. If you have anything, tell me. "
Reglo is mainly responsible for hunting and protecting the manor. Your task is to protect the place where I live and protect my property."
Kehalan obviously knew how to respect the nobles better than the others, and said politely: "Yes, Lawrence Master."
Lawrence felt that this title was a bit awkward.
He is not a noble now, he does not have a title of nobility, and he cannot be called baron, viscount or count. It is also inappropriate to call him sir.
"Just call me master from now on." Lawrence didn't dwell on anything anymore. He looked at Kehalan, who had lost the last piece of fabric due to the fight, "Saryl, give Kehalan a set of clothes." Salil said to Kehalan
. Harlan said: "Come with me, what kind of clothes do you want to wear?"
"Anything is fine." Harlan sniffed, "Can I have a glass of wine? I haven't had a drink in a long time."
Salil took the initiative Said: "No problem, we have a lot of wine, but drink sparingly. Let me introduce to you, this is Sophia." Salil pulled
Sophia over, looked around and found that there were others, and said: " Let's go into the house."
Lawrence said directly to the others: "Go to work, don't be lazy here! You three, too, go work with them!" The
three maids had no choice but to go to work in the fields. Fortunately, There is no physical work anymore, mainly non-urgent things like placing pea racks and building nurseries.
After Lawrence entered the house, he went upstairs, and sure enough, Salil asked about Sophia.
"Khalan, can you tell Sophia's life experience?"
"His parents are both humans, and one of them is a wizard or a witch. I'm not sure of the specific situation, but I'm sure that neither she nor you are pure-blood witches. ."
Sariel asked: "What does a pure-blood witch mean?"
Kharan explained: "For example, I am a pure-blood witch. My father and mother are both people who can use mysterious powers. If my parents only have A person like this is not pure blood."
Lawrence walked into the room. He did not look at the undressed Kharan, but looked at the wall of the room and said: "Compared with pure blood and impure blood, what is the difference? ?"
Kharan explained: "Pure-blooded ones are more powerful. They usually show mysterious power earlier, and they may also use two powers."
Salil looked at Lawrence, "Lawrence, are you pure-blooded? "
Khalan looked at Lawrence in confusion, "Are you a wizard? I didn't notice it at all!"
Lawrence said in a low-key voice: "One of my abilities is hiding, so you didn't notice my wizard temperament, but this ability He's a waste and behaves no different from ordinary people."
"Hidden?" Kharan said in shock: "I didn't expect that there is such a strange power."
Sophia said ostentatiously: "My master is still a prophet and inherited The power of wisdom!"
"Yes, I am a prophet." Lawrence said modestly: "I haven't mastered the mature power yet, and it will take a lot of time to grow slowly, but I have revealed some leadership qualities of wizards. Three witches."
Kehalan was immediately filled with respect, "It is my honor to serve you, noble master."
Lawrence felt that Kehalan's barbarian bloodline was also quite high, and only the barbarians here liked to brag. , and generally believe such outrageous things.
Whether it was Salil or Sophia, even though they clearly knew that Lawrence was an ordinary person before, they began to blindly believe that Lawrence was a wizard.
He is a mysterious person like them.
Modesty is not a virtue. People in this land respect those who have legendary experiences.
(End of chapter)