My Magic Age

The central square of Guluding Town is where the Blood Wolf Clan holds various grand ceremonies. It is located in the most prosperous area of ​​Guluding, surrounded by shops. In the center of the square is a giant wolf statue of more than 30 meters high. This bronze giant wolf steps on a boulder with one foot, leaning over and gazing below. This is the legendary ancestor of the Blood Wolf Clan, the Blood Wolf King. According to legend, he will transform into a huge and unmatched beast on the night of the full moon. In front of the giant wolf sculpture are nine huge round bronze tripods, each of which is engraved with birds, beasts, flowers and insects, from the king of birds, the phoenix, to the phoenix reborn from the ashes, from the all-eating gold-eating insect to the king of the evil eye, from the war beast Behemoth to the cannibal king. On each of these nine tripods, the most powerful existence in the world is engraved. When every young man of the Blood Wolf tribe attends the coming-of-age ceremony, he will go to the bronze tripod to worship his ancestors. They will also see the precious wealth left by these ancestors. The werewolf ancestors engraved these fierce beasts on the tripod to tell future generations not to easily provoke these beasts on the bronze tripod.

In this huge square, there are 37 sea-based rock pillars covered with ancient shells. Huge flags are flying on the top of the stone pillars. Whenever there is wind, the flags on the square will make a rustling sound that can be heard far away. The magic runes carved on these sea-based rock pillars were drawn by the ancestors of the beast tribe werewolves. Maybe they are too old and unclear, but these 37 totem poles represent the true heritage of the Blood Wolf tribe. Every powerful shaman priest of the Blood Wolf tribe has had some insights under these stone pillars. In recent years, the strongest blood wolf clan shaman priest, Lord Kule Paulos, has realized the high-level skill of the battle shaman "Shaman's Wrath" under the 17th totem pole, thus laying the foundation for his road to kingship.

When there are no sacrificial activities, the square is closed. A four- or five-meter-high log fence surrounds the entire square. Eight werewolf guards wearing chainmail take turns guarding the giant wooden door of the square day and night. The giant swords in the knife boxes on their backs emit a cold light. Only during the coming-of-age ceremony in spring and summer, the harvest day in autumn, and the fur winter day in winter, will the elders of the Guludin tribe open the gate and let the werewolves of the Blood Wolf tribe enter the square to hold sacrificial activities.

Outside the wooden fences around the square, chestnut trees grow lush and green. Under the shade of the bluestone road outside the wooden fences surrounding the square, there are many simple and quaint wooden chairs made of split logs. Many elderly orcs like to sit on the benches under the chestnut trees, drink a cup of spicy tree rice wine, eat a bowl of steamed pork with rice flour, and enjoy the good afternoon. There were also some wolf children who were just learning to speak, playing and fighting around the benches.

The Blood Wolf Tribe Council Hall was also built here, facing the wooden door of the central square. This building was built sixty years ago by the Blood Wolf leader, Lord Kule Paulos. The entire council building is divided into four floors, with a ten-meter-high foundation made of huge granite, and forty-nine marble steps polished to a smooth surface. Sixteen giant stone pillars stand on both sides of the main entrance of the council hall. It takes four people holding hands to surround a thirty-meter-high carved stone pillar.

There are a total of 117 elders in the Elders' Council of Guluding Town. These elders who have a say in the Blood Wolf Clan are composed of nobles, wise men, shaman priests and powerful orc warriors in the Guluding Tribe. Now the chairman of the Elders' Council of the Guluding Tribe is concurrently served by the young acting chieftain, Kut.

I hid in the crowd of the Laitu tribe, looking at the two distinct groups of orc elders in the square. It seemed that there were many contradictions in the Guluding Elders Council. Obviously, the number of people gathered on Chief Kut's side was slightly larger, but there was no absolute advantage. Most of them were young warriors and shaman priests wearing colorful and strange robes. Most of them belonged to Chief Kutdai's side. The other side was another group composed of tribal nobles and wise men in Guluding Town. They also gathered aside, curiously watching the beastwomen of the Laitu tribe carrying supplies on the argali one by one.

Some elders still had some complaints about the warrior costumes of these beastwomen, but their eyes would cautiously look at the face of Chief Kutdai not far away. I secretly admired it. It seems that Kuz's brother is still a very capable leader. He can quickly gain a foothold in the Guluding Tribe Elders Council. It's amazing!

Under the gaze of the crowd, the tip of a sharp dagger easily cut open the sack, revealing the neatly tied dwarf chainmail inside. I stood speechlessly and watched the werewolf guard put the dagger into the scabbard, thinking: Wouldn't it be better to just untie the pocket? It can also save a sack.

The crowd around became silent. Kurt walked over and picked up a dwarf chainmail that was still stained with blood. He leaned over and sniffed the armor with his nose, frowned deeply, turned around and said to the wolf elder I had seen, "The bloodstains on this dwarf chainmail smell very fresh. It seems that it has been stained for a short time. You don't need to smell the wine lees smell carefully to know that it is the stink of those gray dwarves!"

I don’t know why there is such a lion-tiger man with two different colored eyes wrapped in gray cloth in the Elders’ Council of Guludin, and it can be seen that he has a high status in the Elders’ Council. When he came over, the elders on the side made way. The lion-tiger elder opened his dark gold and light green pupils, and under the cloak, it was like two lights shining on the dwarf chain mail. He laughed dryly for a few times and said hoarsely: "It seems that the seven boys of the Kurad family must have encountered some accidents, but it seems that there are some gains..."

The elders also followed the words of the lion-tiger elder and focused their attention on Kuz. At this time, he was standing behind his brother Kurt with a relaxed look. When others were not paying attention, he quickly stuffed a piece of meat into his mouth and was chewing hard. There was no way. It was past noon and no one had a sip of water. This kid must have seen me and Qige secretly hiding in the crowd of the tribe and secretly chewing on bread slices, and he couldn’t help it, so he took out a piece of meat jerky to eat.

However, the honest werewolf boy did not expect that before he could swallow the meat, all the elders of the elders' council would turn their eyes to him. At this time, Kuz was inevitably embarrassed. The meat in his mouth had not been chewed yet. Kuz could only force out an awkward smile and swallowed the meat with difficulty under Kurt's gaze.

"Don't you want to talk about what's going on?" Kurt asked with a gloomy face. In front of outsiders, he was still the chief of the Guludin tribe and had to maintain the dignity of the chief.

Kuz scratched his head hurriedly, and found that his messy hair like a chicken coop had been tied into countless braids gathered on the top of his head, very neatly. Those beast girls all thought Kuz's hairstyle was very beautiful. I think they were flattering the future little lord. No matter how I look at it, I feel that Kuz's hairstyle looks like a medium-sized spittoon from a distance. This is a bit exaggerated, but at least it looks like a pineapple, very much like a red pineapple. Kuz didn't rush to explain, but walked to the messy pile of sacks on the side, untied one of the sacks skillfully, and shook the bottom corner of the sack with his other hand, and seven or eight exquisite copper hammers fell to the ground with a "ping-pong" sound.

In this way, the argali, chain mail, and copper hammers appeared in the eyes of the elders. It was clear without explanation that this must be a victory against the gray dwarf bandits to get such spoils. However, the wolf cavalry of the Guludin tribe must be dispatched through a warrant officially issued by the Council of Elders. I haven't heard of any recent troop movements! Could it be that Chief Kut used his private guards to help his brother earn this achievement? If so, it would be a bit too hasty.

But seeing Kut's confused look, the elders found that they had taken it for granted. While the young acting chief was vigorous and resolute in doing things, he was inevitably hasty and reckless in some decisions, but he was still diligent and responsible. It was obvious that Chief Kutdai was not aware of this matter. At this time, Kuz stood up from his brother and began to tell about our trip to Night Wolf Cliff.

"Jia and I took the Laitu tribe to Qinghai Lake outside the Night Wolf Cliff Pass to find salt. We were targeted by a dwarf bandit group just two days after leaving Guludin Town..." Kuz spoke slowly, and he was very organized when telling the story, and he didn't stutter when speaking Orcish.

The stories told by an orc boy who looked very honest like him are often more convincing.

In fact, Kuz and I mixed a little bit of water into the truth. We deliberately concealed the fact that we independently resisted the gray dwarf bandits, but implicitly said that we got some help from the Wind Chaser Adventure Group, because I was worried that this matter would make the Frost Scroll public, which was not a good thing. So a few nights ago, we and the old orc Gribaschin told a story to every beastwoman, old man, and child in the Laitu tribe one by one, and let them remember that it was the Wind Chaser Adventure Group from the caravan who helped us defeat the gray dwarf bandit group when the gray dwarves attacked our tribe. Of course, we cannot ignore the excellent performance of the beastwoman warriors of the Laitu tribe...

First, we believed it ourselves, and then the beastwoman warriors in the Laitu tribe believed it. They believed that these scrolls were the powerful weapons supported by the powerful water magician Guoguo. Now when Kuz told the elders of the parliament, they also believed it. However, for a period of time afterwards, the elders of the parliament began to have a long discussion about where these gray dwarf bandits came from.

After the beastwoman warriors in those tribes unloaded the goods, they were taken away by Gerile. Of course, there were also those argali. For the Laitu tribe, these sheep are real property and cannot be abandoned in any case. Qige and I sat on the salt bags farther away, watching the orc elders surrounding the dwarf chainmails and spitting useless saliva, which was somewhat boring.

I couldn't help but open my mouth and yawn lazily. This yawn seemed to be contagious. Qige beside me also yawned and stretched lazily. She was like a white lily, which made my heart float far away and reminded me of the little white flower on the campus. Seeing that I was staring at her in a daze, Qige rolled her eyes at me unhappily, but I saw the arc of her mouth slightly raised, and she smiled and seemed to be in a good mood.