The Legend of Fatality

The black elk returned to his horse, and his first apprentice, Kunaha, stood there, holding the reins of the two horses. The black elk took the reins of his horse, turned it over, and after confirming the direction, headed southeast.

Kunaha quickly turned over and followed. The black elk looked at the apprentice who had been wearing a dark robe to cover his body all the year round, and looked at the slightly flat face under the hood. Canine teeth, red eyes, sturdy limbs and palms.

"How is your sacrificial staff done?" The black elk asked sideways.

"Only barely completed half," Kunaha's voice was extremely low, but with a special magnetic taste. "I can't do it without the clan."

"Clan? Do you mean orcs?" The black elk asked with a smile.

Kunaha frowned, which made him look much younger and older than he actually was. He failed to understand his tutor's words. On the island, he rarely communicates with other people and fails to realize the deeper meaning in the black elk's words.

"You are the only orc on Fatalin Island," the black elk saw the expression on his sensitive apprentice's face. "But you are not the only spellcaster. Some of my apprentices have become mages."

"You should treat them as a tribe. Rather than having to find your kind," the black elk explained.

"But they don't believe me at all ..." Kunaha tried to refute.

"Your totem?" The black elk laughed again. "Do you believe it yourself? After studying at Fatalin for so long, do you still believe in your totem?"

Kunaha could not answer. The study in the caster academy, the classics in the black tower opened him up. But the sacrificial staff, totem, and faith are the knowledge he learned from urination. It also represents the existence of his tribe, but his tribe no longer exists, and he is the only survivor.

"Our faith," the black elk said again. "It comes from the power of nature and the power of ancestors. Just like the staff in the hands of the mage, the totem is just a medium."

Kuna Haruo thoughtfully.

"Since it is a medium, why not try to let others trust you? Then use your own power to inspire the totem." The black elk said the key points he wanted to say. "Of course, if you want to rebuild your tribe, I can go find someone to try to buy some orc children, you can teach them your philosophy and the traditions of your tribe."

"The tradition of my tribe is the same as that of other orc tribes, only war, killing, reproduction and plunder. Perhaps it should be counted as slavery," Kunaha said, looking down. He did not think that the black elk tutor would recognize his tribal traditions. "And the duty of the sacrifice is to sacrifice loot and prisoners of war-I don't know who to give, I only know how to sacrifice."

"No matter who the sacrifice is to, it may be your ancestor, the warrior of your ancestors, or the **** of the orc, maybe it may be an evil spirit. These are not important." The black elk stopped the horse, staring into the eyes of the orc apprentice. "You should learn to think and think about the meaning of traditions. Every one of your traditions must have a meaning before they can be retained."

"But," the black elk remarked. "The meaning in tradition is not all correct. So I do n’t think that tradition needs to be preserved. My tribe has a tradition that has been abolished for a long time. The origin is that a very great ancestor made a rule a long time ago. , He told the tribe that the virgin blood is filthy and evil and must be broken by him. What do you think is the significance of this tradition? "

"There are also some orc tribes in this tradition." Kunaha lowered her head and pondered. "In order to reproduce more offspring?"

"Maybe yes, maybe not. I don't know." The black elk said with a smile. "But that ancestor is indeed one of the most powerful shamans. I suspect that he has improved his ability to cast spells through some kind of magic or witchcraft. As for the price, maybe it is virgin blood, maybe the fertility of the girl. It ’s too long, and I ’m not sure what he did. "

"Are you saying that many traditions are actually passed down because someone is for personal benefit and then imitated by their juniors?" Kunaha frowned.

"Maybe, who knows." The black elk is not looking at his apprentice, looking at the front. "For example, I like women very much, especially all kinds of distinctive women. Then when I was very strong, you found that I was only different from this."

The black elk tilted his head again and blinked at his apprentice.

"My apprentices may be too familiar with me, so I understand that I am not strong because I like women. But if they say so to their apprentices, and then generation after generation, will anyone try to learn me? If they learn me There are many, and a few of them have become powerful mages, so will anyone think they are actually strong because they imitated me? "

"And those who are unsuccessful are only in the wrong way of imitation. For example, the vision, age, appearance and the like of choosing women. In the end, will anyone specialize in me and other people who imitate me and succeed, and publish a book , Teach you how to become a powerful mage through women? "

Kunaha ’s eyebrows were deeper, and the black elk tutor rarely spoke so much, and rarely said so much. But something in his words today caused Kunaha to think.

"You don't have to worry about this, it's just my nonsense." The black elk looked at the apprentice who was frowning and thinking. "I heard that there is an event to be held on the Hunting Festival."

"Yes, mentor." Kunaha listened to the mentor's words and was not entangled with his words. "Mr. Bane suggested that the Spellcaster Academy conduct a competition every year. The winner will receive an award from the Academy to positively stimulate the enthusiasm of the students."

"What does it have to do with the Hunting Festival?" The black elk was a little puzzled.

"Master Dean thinks this proposal is very good. The president also thinks so. So the association believes that the annual hunting festival can hold a large-scale competition, similar to the competition on the mainland. It is only divided into casters and non-casters. There are two parts. "Kunaha told his tutor what he knew.

"What do you think?" The black elk lowered his head and pondered for a while, then suddenly asked.

"In terms of prizes, the game is not bad. But it is difficult to achieve the effect that Master Bane wants to achieve."

"Do you think in vain?"

"Yes, most of the students in the academy are not good at fighting, and the competition is basically one-on-one duel. There will be very few participants. The competition requirements of the Hunting Festival are very low, which will attract a large number of adventurers and wandering masters. However, few of the association ’s and student ’s mages are their opponents, and soon they will lose interest in participating. ”Kunaha told his own truth.

"Good," the black elk nodded and praised. "You can think of this very well. But you are wrong. They don't care about the competition for the students and the mages in the association."

"not give a **** about?"

"Yes, this is a very simple thing." The black elk tried to explain. "For the student competition, for example, 100 people participated, which is of course very good. But I do n’t think Bai En would do that, because it ’s meaningless to force the competition. Then it ’s too fanciful to participate in 50 people out of 100 people. Alright. I guess there are actually only a dozen or so people out of a hundred people. ”

"The participation rate is too low," Kunaha said.

"It looks like," the black elk continued. "But if you get the prize easily, it will stimulate more people to join, and if it is difficult to get the prize. These winners will be the targets of their focus on cultivation and observation."

"Do you rely on the fixed rewards every year to select elites?" Kunaha nodded and said that she understood. "But the elite won't all go to the competition ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ Many people prefer to be low-key."

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"If you want to be a member of the association and have ambitions to go further. Will you participate?" Black Elk asked.

"I see." Kunaha finally understood this time. "Change from passive to active. Let them take the initiative to show themselves, and the college just needs some rewards every year."

"I don't know if Bai En thinks so. But Dean must think so." The Black Elk is quite satisfied with his apprentice. He just lacks experience. When he becomes a formal spellcaster, he should arrange for him to follow a mage in the black tower.

"As for the Hunting Festival, their goal is mainly for fame." The black elk thought of chasing the night of the monster monster's journey. Several people told him the story that giant crabs can be sold on the eastern continent.

"A contest that attracts adventurers, mercenaries, and wandering mages to participate. It is so important for the Fatalin Association, whether these people stay in Fatalin Island or return to their hometown, especially the winner, are helping Fatalin Island Promote. "

"This will attract a steady stream of people to Fatalin Island, even if only one percent is left, it will be a large number," Kunaha added.

"Yes," the black elk nodded in satisfaction. "In terms of Amen Cannon's character, the beast we caught this time is just a small show at the Hunting Festival. I don't know what he will prepare for the festival to show the strength of the Fatalin Association."

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