My Magic Age

When Mayana said these words, Kuz's face suddenly turned pale, and he quickly put the wooden bowl in his hand on the ground. At this moment, I saw his hands trembling violently. Mayana glanced at Kurtz lightly and said: "Great Chief Kurad is no longer in charge of the blood wolf clan. Now the blood wolf tribe in Gurudin Town is temporarily in charge of his eldest son Kut, who is also a A very capable young werewolf. It is said that Kullad will be taken to the Holy Blood Pool in the Sacred Mountain by Lord Koulepaulos. I hope that this time of recuperation will make him completely healed. He is really a very good warrior, Jiang Gu. Rudin Town is also well managed.”

"The famine in the Great Catastrophic Year made it difficult for the tribes around Gurudin Town that relied on the Blood Wolf Tribe to survive. A large number of hunters went deep into the wilderness to hunt the Demon Antelope. Their thinking was a bit too simple. These orcs were a bit too young. , it seems that Pai Plateau has been There has never been such a great famine, and the orcs now don't know how to survive the famine. They only think about hunting magic antelopes and exchanging sheep skins for food, but they don't think about how their families can be safe. Wait until they come back?"

Mayana turned his attention to the eldest orc child and his mother not far away. They were sitting together with some female orcs with their children. It could be seen that they had been tortured by hunger until they were reduced to just a layer of skin and bones. It is impossible to lose weight any more.

"That's why, Wise Men of Mayana, you will walk in the wilderness and teach the orcs more ways to survive!" Gribaschin looked at Mayana with sincere eyes.

"This is exactly what we should do, but I am getting older and can't walk anymore!" Meiya rolled her eyes at me playfully, as if she was teasing me. I think if I were seven years old The child will definitely make him laugh out loud, but I can’t laugh now.

The old orc Gribaschin said with some excitement: "I also know most of the plants in the wasteland. I can tell which ones are edible and which ones are magic herbs. I think I should also go deep into the wasteland and teach my knowledge to them." Really needed orcs!”

Meyana nodded to Gribasin next to him, and then said: "By doing this, we can only try our best to help the refugees in the wasteland not starve to death, but we cannot solve the fundamental problem. After all, wild vegetables cannot fill the stomachs of the orcs." ”

"Then what are we going to do?" Kurtz couldn't help but asked aloud from the side.

"Child of the Blood Wolf Tribe, you always look familiar to me, but I can't remember your name!" Meyana looked at Kurtz up and down and said hesitantly.

"My name is Kurtz!"

Mayana stroked his forehead with one hand, pondered for a moment, his eyes became much brighter, he raised his head and said to Kuz: "I remembered, if I admit it correctly, you should be Kurad's son, the one who You are an orc child with the legendary talent of an orc hunter. When Master Kulu took you to practice in the outside world, it was you. It must be you. Your eyebrows and eyes are very similar to your father, Chief Kulade!"

"Okay then! Son of Kurad, since I have met you now, I have a question. Last month, after Kurad was seriously injured, the Elders Council selected the new chief of the Gurudin tribe. I also used this question. , I asked several of your brothers, and your eldest brother Kurt’s answer was quite good. Now, I want to ask you the question! "

After Mayana finished speaking, she looked at Kuz.

If it were Kurtz two months ago, Kurtz would probably not pay attention to him and would just sit silently wiping his hunting bow. However, along the way from Xinghu Grassland, he has experienced the road of death, experienced the looting of gray dwarf bandits, experienced life and death battles, and many many stories happened in the Beilu Wasteland. Now Kuz has grown up. , even when speaking imperial language, he no longer stutters.

"Please ask! I was just about to ask you to tell me about the current situation in Gurudin Town and the condition of my father's injury!" Kuz turned to look at me. It seemed that with me by his side, he would be less nervous, so He said this to the wise man Mayana.

Mayana pondered for a moment before asking Kurtz: "If you were the chief of the Blood Wolf Tribe, how would you cope with the current famine? Nearly 50,000 Blood Wolf Tribe orcs in Gurudin Town are starving now. Guru The small tribes surrounding Ding are at least More than 200,000 people have been displaced. The strong men in the tribe have gone to the depths of the wilderness to chase the herds of magic antelopes, but who will take care of the remaining women and children? Look, the wilderness is full of beasts digging for wild vegetables. Women and children.”

I have never thought about this, and Kurtz must have never thought about it. He just thinks about how to become the hunter king all day long, and then takes his falcon to hunt salamanders in the Sulfur Canyon, or... Go near Gale Rock to meet the wind snakes there. As for how to manage the blood wolf clan, that was a matter for his father and his brothers. It was not his turn yet. Kurtz didn't even bother to think about it. When Mayana sat the wise man next to the campfire, his old face reflected the red light of the fire, with piles of wrinkles, and his white beard was blown to pieces by the strong wind in the wilderness. He looked very embarrassed, that's it. An old man who was about to die was walking alone in the wilderness in order to save more suffering orcs. At this moment, what he was thinking about was still the future of the blood wolf clan. This was really a respectable old man.

Qige has buried her head in the tattered sheepskin scroll. Over the past few days, she has been learning the orc language. At least now she can read some parchments with few rare words. Watch her place the tattered sheepskin scroll. Unfolding the scroll on the ground, Catalina knelt down on the grass nearby and helped her press the edge of the scroll to prevent it from rolling up. Qi Ge took out a delicate and compact parchment notebook and kept dipping it with ink with a magic carving knife. , recorded in the notebook.

The orcs around have dispersed, and the beast girls and children in the tribe are now accustomed to gathering together in small groups. Most of the orcs who were digging wild vegetables during the day were women, children, and old people. After drinking a delicious hot soup by the bonfire, they rested on the grass not far away. Dozens of orcs gathered around the bonfire, and they more or less mixed some magic in the wild vegetables. For herbs, the wise man Mayana only taught the orc eldest child how to distinguish wild vegetables from magic herbs. But it didn't take long before the news that magic herbs were valuable and could be exchanged for beef had spread among the orcs, so under the pressure of hunger Next, these orcs also began to think of ways to learn how to identify wild vegetables and herbs, and then selected those plants that looked like magic herbs from the wild vegetables they dug and sent them to Qige. Throughout the afternoon, with the help of Catalina and I, Qige purchased two more large bags of herbs. The amount of goods carried on Yagui Beast's back had reached its limit. The two bags of herbs were now piled aside. I don’t know what to do when we set off tomorrow morning. Catalina and I won’t be able to carry it.

Kurtz lowered his head and thought for a long time. He hated thinking about problems, and even the old Kurun couldn't do anything about it.

The broth in the iron pot has reached the bottom, and I added some more water. While Kuz was thinking about the problem, Mayana curiously asked me how long can this scroll last? I would answer that it would be about two days and two nights. Mayana sighed and said it was a pity, and then asked me if this scroll is expensive? I said that one piece was sold for ninety silver coins at the auction house. He shook his head and was speechless, and finally said that if the ninety silver coins were replaced by coarse grains, these orcs could last for ten days. Before I could say anything, the beast girl of the Laitu tribe who happened to run over to ladle the hot soup said to the wise man Mayana: "This magic scroll is very magical. We use it to hunt the beast meat in the wilderness of the northern foothills." cooked”.

Mayana asked me again: "How profitable is the magic herbal industry? In Gurudin Town, I have seen many human businessmen, but I have never seen anyone who is so luxurious as to use magic scrolls to keep warm."

I smiled and explained that if we weren't in the wilderness and couldn't find fuel, we wouldn't have such luxury. The wise man Mayana smiled and nodded to show his understanding.

Leader Laitu was also sitting on the side. Since the last conflict between us, he rarely participated in such gatherings. Even for dinner, his wives took turns to help him carry it into the tent to eat. I think he may have been resting very poorly recently. His hair is messy, his eyes are bloodshot, and he doesn't do any exercise that is not suitable for children every night. It seems that he is in a bad mood. His women sat carefully behind him. The beast girls in the tribe were worried that something like this would happen last time, so they all chose to stay as far away from them as possible.

This formed a strange circle, and everyone sat around the bonfire. After a tiring day, the orcs wanted to save as much energy as possible at night, so they spread a piece of cowhide on the grass and lay on it to fall asleep early. But only around the leader Laitu and near his tent not far away, there was a large piece of grass that was vacant, and no one dared to sleep there. The prestige of the Laitu leader has reached its lowest point.

"Mayana, I need your advice." Raitu was silent for a long time and then said to Mayana.

Mayana's eyes fell on Laitu, and he paused for a moment before saying: "I can see, kid, you are a little confused!"

"I have been working hard to make the orcs in my tribe live a better life. I lead them to hunt in the wilderness, resist the monsters in the swamp, and teach them fighting skills. When the famine comes, in order to keep them fed, I I can risk my life and lead the soldiers to hunt, but look at the wounds on my body."

Raitu pulled off the leather armor on his body, revealing his chest, which was as red as steel. It was covered with criss-crossing scars, some of which had healed leaving only dark red marks, and some of which had just scabbed.

He continued: "But I found that the people in the tribe began to disbelieve me and were unwilling to comply with my wishes."

This is Raitu's confusion.