Compared with these three glassware, Bona feels that what she owns is a lot worse. How did Rurik and Kravasson make such beautiful glassware? Bona didn't know and didn't want to understand. She only sighed that Rurik set a price of one thousand silver coins, which really can't be said to be expensive. They are really rare treasures.

"Have you finished reading it?!" Rurik pretended to be displeased.

"Yes. You go and present it to the high priest, I think she will be happy." With that said, Bona's possessiveness is really hard to conceal.

Rurik stopped talking: "You go and get the money ready. When I come out of Vilia's room, I will see a hundred pounds of silver." After all, Rurik shook his neck: "Rumi Ya, follow me."

Bona was taken aback: "What, your servant will follow you too..."

Lurik glanced at her with a roll of eyes: "My servant is like my third arm. Lumia, my loyal servant! Follow me!"

Lurik deliberately intended to say the phrase "loyal servant", just beating Bona.

At this time, because of the noisy hall, Veria had already sat up on the thick leather cushion of the couch. She heard Rurik's immature voice and couldn't help but cheer up.

She is self-aware of her body. She did get sick some time before, but her condition did not continue to deteriorate.

Regarding illness and death, Villia had to face it calmly. Some things happened now, she also had concerns in her heart.

Liurik made Lumia hold the small wooden box tightly and follow her behind her.

He gently opened the leather curtain and enthusiastically called: "Grandma, it's me. I'm Rurik. I'll give you a gift."

"Oh! It's you, my child." Villia coughed with excitement, and tried to grab his cane and barely stand up.

"Grandma, don't be impulsive, sit down quickly."

After Liurik helped her sit down, he also ordered Lumia to sit down.

The three of them sat cross-legged, under the dim oil lamp, Lumia opened the box.

Villa saw the baby in the box at a glance.

"Ah! This is the glass you said? It's so beautiful."

"Grandma. I'm glad that your body has recovered. Look, this is my gift to you." Rurik happily held out the long-mouthed glass jug, even if the light was dim, Vilia paid attention. This pot has a unique color, just like the color of amber.

"What's this called? Amber glass jug?" With his own understanding, Veria used the unique color of the jug to say such a combination vocabulary.

"It? It's the pot I gave you. And this." After all, Rurik showed his cup. "One pot and two cups, I gave you. Of course, Bona paid for the money."

"Really? The thing you gave me is really..." For a moment, Vilia thought of many things, and a lot of crystal teardrops dripped from her aging eyes.

Lurik sees all this clearly.

"Grandma, you are crying."

"Oh, Rurik. I'm really touched!" Villa's dead-branched hands clasped Rurik's favored little hands: "You got the wisdom from Valhalla to make these treasures. I can enjoy it now...but I'm really too old."

Leurik kindly pulled out his right hand to help Vilia dry the tears on her face. This heart-warming action strongly stimulated Veria's aging heart, a rush of blood rushed to his heart, and Veria's tears grew even more.

Her words are also more cordial: "You are like my grandson, and only you are truly paying attention to my old lady sincerely."

Rurik was very happy to be praised, and he himself was indeed willing to have a year-end relationship with Veria. Because, even because of his psychological age, he is far smaller than this Veria.

To make such an old lady happy, Rurik knew there were some ways.

"Grandma, I do treat you as my grandma. You seemed to be sick a few days ago, but I didn't care about you. I was wrong."

"Oh, my child, you have done nothing wrong."

Lurik deliberately asked: "I heard that Bona made some medicinal soup for you, and your illness has improved a lot?"

"She? Forget it." Veria strained her half-toothed mouth, and shook her head: "I made a little soup myself. Bona hasn't changed, but she still likes money. I just can't think of it, because I have Money, she actually thinks she can replace me now."

"Grandma, are you angry?"

"Angry?" Villa sighed with tears, "Maybe I chose the wrong person from the beginning. Bona expected me to die early, Rurik!"

For an instant, Veria's grief and anger became firm, and her eyes were also very serious. For some reason, Rurik felt a murderous aura.

"Grandma? You..."

"Ruriek, and Lumia. You two get in there."

Seeing the two children gathered in front of her, Veria said firmly and quietly: "Maybe my body can last up to a year. Bona will be the high priest sooner or later. She is not a good high priest, she is not at all. Impious, she only likes money. Rurik, when you become the leader, you...you kill her."

Hearing the word "kill", Rurik suddenly trembled in shock.

Liurik's eyes widened: "Grandma, are you serious?!"

"Yes. Rurik, this is my last wish. You are going to be our leader. What you need is a pious high priest, not a money-greedy idiot. Bona had better die early, otherwise, you...you Promise me!" Vilia emphasized again: "Promise me, when you become the leader, you will get rid of her. Without her, it is very important to you."

"But! I..."

Rurik's hesitation really made Villa angry: "You can't hesitate, child. This is my last wish, for our tribe, you must do this. Not only Bona, anyone in the tribe who opposes you, you They must be eliminated. Only you can bring us to prosperity, and all those who violate your will must be eliminated."

For an instant, Rurik fell into a mental trance. He felt a big rock weighing on his heart, so that he could not breathe.

"Child, Bona challenges not only my authority, but also the authority of the leader. She tried to lie to you. I'm very happy. You are indeed the child blessed by Odin. You are more wise. Since Bona did that. , What should you do?"

"Do you really get rid of her?"

"For the time being, you still need to use her." Villa continued to say seriously, "but you must choose another suitable person to be the high priest who only obeys your orders. Listen, you are the child blessed by Odin, you It's the most noble one. You don't actually need a high priest at all, just because the tribe feels that the tribe needs a high priest. You should understand what I mean."

Lurik has fully understood it.

After all, his current identity is not the "true son of the destiny" for the Ross tribe! They are all "son of the emperor", so what do they need to listen to the high priest? Perhaps the job of the high priest is to help the leader do a little soothing. If this is the case, of course the high priest must be infinitely loyal.

Because the high priest should be the leader's tool man.

Villa's words have proved that she was really murderous towards Bona, and Rurik was shocked for a while that this kind and kind old man actually had this vicious side in her heart? Just vicious? Do not! It should be said that there is still a very crucial decisiveness.

Lurik nodded: "Bona is disrespectful to me, I don't like her. In any case, after I become the leader, I will not use her. Then, who should I use? For example, that Palla?"

"Parla? That woman can't do it. Her heart is more pious, that is, she can't see a big battle." Not only did Veria comment on Parla, but also other lower priests by name.

Liurik listened obediently, and couldn't help being upset.

Co-authoring From Veria's point of view, the priests are all arguing. Compared to them, Bona, who is greedy and arrogant, is still the best. The rest are either cowardly or ungodly.

This can be difficult.

Lurik asked suspiciously: "So, what should I do? Who can be the high priest?"

Villa's shriveled mouth smiled slightly: "Who will be the high priest? Do you still need to ask me?"

"This"

At this time, Veria suddenly grabbed Lumia's hand, which surprised the girl, and also surprised Rurik.

She said to Lumia: "Will you be loyal to your master forever?"

"Yes I am."

Lumia looked flattered, and Villa continued to ask: "Are you sure?"

"I am sure!"

Veria stared into the eyes of the deer-raiser girl, and said solemnly: "You know, you should have died on the vast snowy field. Your deer-raiser relatives have all been given death by Odin, only you! Odin! Ding forgave your life. Because it was Odin who arranged you to be Rurik's servant. Remember, once you have any infidelity, there will be a thunderbolt hitting your head and you will die immediately. , Your soul will also linger in the underworld forever. I think you know what that means."

Villia was obviously threatening and urging. Lumia trembles, and her feet ooze cold sweat instantly.

Lumia tremblingly said, "I understand. I dare not violate my master."

"You can't tell me. Now, bow down to your master."

Villa let go, and Lumia was also very sensible facing Rurik. She almost lay on the ground, making her kneeling gesture.

Lurik looked at the courtesy of his servant. Do not! It should be a strong sense of fear! Rurik looked at Veria again, and asked in surprise: "Grandma? Actually, you meant to make her..."

"It's her."

After hearing this, Lumia cheered. Still speaking, she closed her eyes tightly. How did she think that she had another possibility, and in the mouth of the high priest of the Rus, everything was dictated by her own destiny.

Leurik asked in surprise: "But she is a deer breeder. Could such a foreigner also be our high priest. Would the tribe welcome it?"

Villa shook his head: "Do you still treat her as an outsider?"

"No. I would consider her as a family member."

"Remember, she is your servant. It was Odin who bestowed her alive, and you gave her everything now. Lumia should have prayed every day, praising Odin for forgiving her mortal destiny. There is only this way. Man, suitable to be your high priest."

"Yes!" Rurik was thrilled. He never thought that the elderly Veria would make such a recommendation.

Villia sighed and continued: "My relationship with your father is an alliance, and this relationship is about to end. Son, when you become the chief, a new era begins. You don't need to be with the priest. Keep the alliance, because the only person in the entire tribe who is truly blessed by Odin. Now you should know that I am the one who was bestowed longevity by Odin, and Lumia was the one who was forgiven by Odin. Except for the three of us, The other people in the tribe, even your father, are all mortals.

We are all noble, only you are the most noble. For example, the cup you gave me, and those magical objects, are all given to you by Odin. You can talk to Odin directly in your sleep. Maybe you think you are a **** from Asgard, just because you have forgotten a lot. "

Listen to these! Rurik fully believes that Veria has fallen into the so-called myth she has fabricated.

Of course, Rurik thinks she makes sense. It's not that I declare everywhere that steel swords, soaps, and glassware are all Odinto's dreams. It makes sense for the high priest to believe this.

Villa kicked Lumia who was still lying on her stomach: "Girl, get up."

Lumia sat down, her heart beating wildly.

"Listen! Lumia, you want to study better. From tomorrow, when you come back from grazing, you will come to me."

"The High Priest..." Lumia couldn't say anything.

"And you, Rurik. You two will come together as usual." Villa added: "From tomorrow, I will seize the time to teach your servant those prayers and ritual rules. I can still When performing the work of the high priest, your servant Lumia must participate in the key sacrificial ceremonies as a lower-level priest."

"Grandma, are you serious?" Rurik asked hurriedly.

"I'm serious. The longest daylight is coming soon, and I am determined to let Lumia participate in the ceremony."

While speaking, Veria saw Lumia's expression in a daze, she suddenly stretched out her right hand and pinched Lumia's neck abruptly, which really frightened the girl.

"Lu Mia, I will strictly demand you. You have no reason to slack off. Forget your past, forget your past name, remember your new identity, and serve your master for the rest of your life. In this way, even if you have a deer breeder In the past, when you die, your soul will enter Valhalla and become the Valkyrie. And your master will eventually return to heaven and become the hero of the temple."

Lumia sullied her mouth, saying that she fully understood.

At this moment, Lumia didn't feel happy at all, but she didn't feel any sadness. She felt that everything was her own destiny.

She also knows that everything has just begun.

She even realized that she can only rely on Rurik forever, infidelity and disobedience will bring about quick death.

Veria had no more words to say: "Rurik, I accept your gift. You must remember that people's hearts will also change. Because of a huge sum of money, Bona immediately fell. Remember, When you are the leader, your priests are not allowed to have more money. You must let those servants always remember that everything they have is yours."

"Yes!" Rurik said quickly: "High priest, I will never forget your teachings."

Villia slowly smiled and said: "In this way, I will die without regret. These are all my wills to you, but I will not leave immediately. When I feel that there is something important, I will I asked you to guide you. Now you two can leave."

She is a wise elder, and Rurik can hear that Veria is actually spurring herself, and she cannot be indecisive as a leader.

Asking himself, Rurik does not deny that he still has a lot of so-called "Mothers" thoughts, and these thoughts don't quite conform to the values of people in today's era.

As for now, my thoughts have begun to change, maybe the speed of change is still not fast enough.

Liurik kowtowed three heads in front of Vilia. It is true that this behavior seemed strange to Vilia, but the obedience to her was clear.

"You should leave now, or Bona will be suspicious."

"Okay." After that, Liu Likla got up with Lumia.

The two returned to the hall empty-handed and saw Bona sitting in front of a wooden box full of silver coins.

"You finally came out, Rurik," Bona said. "Your gift, the high priest should be very satisfied."

"Yes. She is very happy."

"Let's take a look at the money."

"Okay. I see all silver coins, do they really have a hundred pounds?"

Bona was embarrassed: "Is there any, you can try it yourself?"

Ten thousand silver coins weigh one hundred pounds, plus the weight of the box itself, the total weight must exceed forty kilograms.

Lurik really tried it, and with his own strength, he could only push it reluctantly. After all, this body is still too young.

"What do you think? Do you want me to help you?" Bona asked deliberately.

"It's really heavy."

"Or, I'll weigh it for you again, the balance is here."

"No. I can trust you. In this sacred long house~www.mtlnovel.com~ no one will lie." Rurik looked at Bona's eyes and said deliberately.

"Oh, you don't have to doubt me. I dare not lie about this. I mean, do you need me to help you carry it?"

"No need." Rurik looked self-improving: "Lu Mia, let's lift the box together and let's go!"

The strength of the two children barely lifted it, even so, Rurik blushed and barely moved. Lu Mia's situation is similar. Out of loyalty to her master, she dare not neglect.

The two staggered and carried the box to the muddy outdoors, then bent down and panted.

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"Those priests won't help you either? This is a hundred pounds of silver! It's too heavy."

"Those women are unreliable, Clavasson. They are a group of mediocre people who are hungry for money, and they are not religious at all." Rurik panted, his words were full of criticism.

"Oh? That's what you think of them."

"Let's go. Clavasson, I still need you to help me move things before I become strong. Let's go back to your smithy, you know."

Cravason laughed out immediately: "Haha, divide the money? Okay! You and I divide the hundred pounds of silver equally!"

"Go back... let's take a count when we go back." Rurik stood straight in front of him, "Make sure it's a hundred pounds of silver."