It's so easy to find a tailor with good craftsmanship in the tribe!

Rurik didn't run around either. Whoever made the bedding for him before was looking for those women now.

Five seamstresses took on the work of making clothes, and they were each ordered to make ten sets of pure linen.

The so-called clothes must have trousers, trouser belt and upper body robe. There are even underwear.

Panties? Isn't it weird? Not only it, these seamstresses felt that Rurik didn't order long skirts for their new maids, and insisted that they wear a lot of masculine clothes. They really couldn't figure out Rurik's preferences. It was the request of the gold master after all. The gold master gave a lot of money, so what nonsense?

Rurik deliberately ordered a batch of more clothes. According to his request, all the clothes were very plain gray and white, except for the black belt.

He does have a bad taste. For example, his maid puts on a mix of black and white skirts, wears special costumes such as wave-like stockings, a white lace apron, and a hydrangelike headdress on his head.

What a Victorian maid image. This is the image of the girl appearing in the dirty and slightly chaotic Roseburg, like a phoenix falling into a quail nest, which is very inappropriate.

All the maids wear the same style of clothes. After some simple military training, they can wear exactly the same clothes. According to the master's order, becoming the master's assistant is also a guard of honor. Even if they are all plain-faced, they are definitely Beautiful scenery.

In fact, the clothes of the servants did not strictly distinguish between men and women, and Rurik actually hoped that the clothes of his maids and male servants were simple and practical. In this era, girls of course have to wear skirts, and Rurik hopes that his maids will put on pants in addition to the skirts. Is it redundant? Rurik didn't think so. Because they were destined to participate in labor, they did not contribute a lot to their wealth appreciation. Essentially, they need to please their masters.

This master is extraordinary! Rurik didn't want them to wear heavy makeup. What Rurik hopes is that when they grow up, they can wear tight clothing and be better able to engage in labor and production. But they will also show the female figure clearly, fearing that a group of their own conservative people will think that their leader, Rylik, is a weird person.

The women who ordered the costumes claimed to be able to make all of them in three days.

All the linen will be provided by Rurik, and the work will start after the linen is bought the next day. Rurik still promised them that the processing fee of just one silver coin won a warm welcome from the tailors. A silver coin is already a lot! The quick-thinking tailor is even more aware that the scraps of burlap can be cut and collected by themselves. After handing in errands like this, I can use leftovers to sew into a pair of gloves.

A uniform servant dress will soon be available, and all clothing is also available for men and women, or its structure is meant to be rather neutral for practical use.

Before getting the clothes, the servants had to endure for two more days.

However, Rurik felt that his only manservant, Kamnier, took Kamnier to the blacksmith Clavason himself after returning the maids to their residence.

I am afraid that the senior blacksmith will immediately grab Kamnier to wash his body, and then throw him a piece of clothing.

After all, as an apprentice blacksmith, that ragged shirt from Novgorod can be thrown into the stove as fuel.

So, is Clavasson really so happy to accept Kamnier as an apprentice?

He must be willing, he has no choice!

Rurik went home first, only to find that his father had not returned.

"Is he still in the chief priest's house, helping me criticize all the drunk priestesses?"

Rurik's speculation was completely correct.

Otto took people to Xingshi to question the crime, and captured all the drunken priestess on the spot. He didn't need to bother at all, these drunk women lay all around, and capturing them was basically the same as "picking corpses."

Even Bona, who claims to be able to serve as the real high priest soon, is now like mud, exuding a strong scent of alcohol.

It wasn't until Otto's big ear melon seeds fanned over that Bona's head became sober. She faced the angry face of the big boss, and the only remaining consciousness suddenly realized that she had missed a big event!

Of course, Otto came in a hurry, not just to teach the priestesses.

In order to please the chieftain, Harrodsson represented all the tribesmen involved in the expedition, but prepared a "big gift package" for him, and a batch of silver was stored in the safe chief priest's house.

The priests once did not drink too much, but they really became drunk.

The culprit is the wine in those pottery urns!

Otto seized two heavy pottery urns tightly stuffed with wooden plugs on the spot. He peeled off the cork, and suddenly the wine overflowed! Even the aroma is completely different from the ale he knew, the aroma is really too strong.

Otto tried to take a sip.

"Ah! Good wine!"

Otto's praise immediately attracted Harrodsson and Arik to follow suit, and then other entourage rushed to help the priestess drink the wine cleanly.

The craft ale was drunk by the chief, and Bona was unhappy. She was dizzy, covered her face swollen by the chief's slap with her hands, and greeted the other priests with difficulty.

In the end, Otto found Veria who was still resting in the high priest's room.

Seeing Otto suddenly appeared, Villa was so excited that she cried out.

Because, in her heart, if she has a son, she should be like Otto.

"You are finally back!" She crawled out of the fur blanket with a hoarse voice.

Veria, today she is really the image of an old mother, with tears in her eyes, rushing into Otto's arms, just like rushing into the arms of his middle-aged son who suddenly returned from a long journey.

"Oh, high priest, is there any wicked person who made you wronged? And those priests, what happened to them?"

With his head resting on Otto's chest, Vella did not shy away from his hatred.

"Bona, she..."

"What's wrong with her?" Otto asked nervously. "Did she offend you?"

"It's her! She thinks she can replace me, and she has plans to get rid of me. I really took my eyes off, how can I choose her as the next priestess? I'm not dead yet! Bona already claims to be the high priest !"

Veria's words immediately resonated strongly with the young and energetic Arik.

"Grand Chief, what the High Priest said is true. None of us like that Bona, the woman you just slapped."

Otto looked at his nephew suddenly: "You hurry up and talk about it!"

"Yes."

In order to show his anger, Arik must of course make the matter more serious. Now, Harrodsson also followed Arik's meaning. The two knew that Otto was already angry, and they were still adding fuel to the fire.

It was this oil that made Veria very happy.

Otto gritted his teeth!

People's hearts are always fleshy, and Otto fully understands the intimacy of Veria towards herself, and Otto is full of gratitude for her only son, Rurik, for the care and teaching.

Can he not be grateful?

Rurik's noble status is exactly what Veria tried to promote.

In Otto's view, no one can threaten Veria's status, let alone anyone dare to neglect her. The current situation is that Bona wants to "help Veria die so as to replace him."

Otto held the hilt in his hand, gritted his teeth and said; "That Bona, she should die!"

"Then, kill her!" Veria also responded viciously in a low voice.

In this regard, Otto has already understood.

He raised his head, looked at Harrodsson and Arik, put his left hand on his neck, and made a terrible gesture. "From now on, there will be no such woman."

At this moment, Arik and Haroldoson are a little worried.

"The chief, really? In the chief priest's house?" Arik worried.

Harrodsson continued: "Even if you really do it, you have to trick that woman into doing it outdoors. This is sacred. It shouldn't...should not be defiled by the blood of the wicked."

"Alright. Arik!" Otto glared at his nephew with sharp eyes, "That **** will definitely be against your brother. You! Do it! There is no need for a blasphemer in the sanctuary."

However, Arik still hesitated.

Veria sat upright, she thought quietly, and she was cruel, looking at Arik's eyes, hoarsely commanding: "Arik, follow the command of the chief. Don't worry, I have chosen a brand new one. Big boss."

"Yes!" Arik stood up, flicked his neck and left the room with the two young men.

Bona was still sitting in the lobby of the long room with her swollen face, and there were many priestesses in a daze.

Their confused heads kept the last trace of reason, they were sitting still and sobering up, but also reflecting on the big things they had missed.

Arik and two strong men appeared suddenly, and then Haroldoson also appeared.

They didn't have any nonsense, and they drove Bona to the outdoors. After all, they don't want the sacred long house of the priest to be bloodied.

Bona didn't know what was going on, she was groaning and fainting, and she was pulled to a secret place.

By the deer pen next to the long house, Arik drank blood with countless steel swords, and without any hesitation, cleanly stabbed the confused Bona on the spot.

Bona died in drunkenness, and everything she longed for disappeared.

Bona didn't feel the intense pain, she just felt that she could not breathe suddenly, and then vomited a mouthful of blood, which stuck some to Arik's clothes.

She was slowly brought down by Orlick, after which the three of them stabbed a few more swords.

Being executed while drunk, she never thought that she would end her life like this.

Bona's robes were stained with blood, her eyes closed forever, only her body was still twitching from time to time.

Death came very suddenly!

"Aric, it's really appropriate for us to do this? I actually executed a priest." A brawny man who had experienced battles and slashed enemies could not help being deeply afraid of his actions.

"Yes, I am really worried about God's revenge." Another said.

Arik's face was stern, and he sipped at the dead Bona again.

"Bah, you two are too naive. Both the high priest and the high chief gave her death. Don't forget the arrogance of this woman when the money was divided. Now, you two are digging the hole on the spot, and everything is over. ."

Two strong men quickly dug a shallow hole, and Bona buried it hastily.

Arik's clothes were stained with a little blood, and he carried a **** sword and returned to the longhouse as strong evidence.

Those priestesses who witnessed Bona being taken away saw a young man returning with a **** sword, and a bad premonition instantly emerged.

"High priest, we are done." Arik handed the red sword to prove that this statement was true.

Looking at the blood stains, Veria suddenly felt a sense of trance.

She muttered silently: "Bona, if you were just an ordinary priest, it wouldn't be the case."

The stability of the alliance between the priest and the leader is the key to the long-term stability of the Ross tribe. Especially in the past ten years or so, there has been unprecedented stability and security within the tribe.

Even if the times change, this alliance must last forever.

This is Bona's guilt. She feels that as long as she serves as high priest, she can give orders unscrupulously? Maybe it is destined to be like this.

But Otto's anger is that the woman seems to have fallen into continuous enjoyment. What is the use of such a priest?

Otto did feel that his actions were a bit hasty, but he didn't know that Villa had already been murderous.

Now that people have been killed, Otto has to ask the key question: "High priest, who do you think is the real successor to you?"

"Lumia."

"What?" Otto was in a daze.

Veria said hurriedly and solemnly: "Rurik's servant, Lumia, she is the successor."

"She?" Otto was taken aback. "But she is a deer breeder."

"Don't you think it's wrong? Is it right for a drunk to be a high priest? Remember, Odin forgave the girl's life, everything is destiny."

Otto thinks about it, it is indeed the same. No one knows this matter better than Otto. How can all the captured prisoners survive like a miraculous Rumia?

"Is she really suitable?" Otto still asked cautiously. "Maybe that girl is really unusual. I'm still worried about the people..."

"Worry about the people opposing her? Oh, forget it." Veria shook his head meaningfully, "You don't even know what your son has done in the past three months. It's really a favor of God, Liu Li Ke is already wooing the people. He will be a leader a hundred times better than you."

Hearing this, Otto felt refreshed.

Veria continued in a hoarse voice: If it's just a sacrificial ceremony, any priest who understands the process can do it directly. The high priest is not an ordinary priest. If the high priest is a noble person, a pious person A person who will not be easily polluted. I have taught Lumia for a long time. I believe that this time I did not look away."

"This..." Otto was still very entangled. He couldn't think of the prisoner who was despised by himself, and only Rurik paid special attention to it. He has a very high evaluation here in Veria. It seems that the huge Ross tribe can't find a second place. A qualified candidate for a high priest from his own race.

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Veria suddenly asked: "Otto, do you think I am actually a cruel woman?"

"You? What's the matter with you, cruel person? You are kind, great, and fair." Otto said a bunch of compliments, and his words came from the heart without flattery.

"I allowed you to get rid of Bona. Well, I'm really cruel. I have run out of time. I pray that Odin will give me a few more years of life so that Rurik can grow bigger, Lumi. The same is true for Ya."

"So, did Valhalla respond to you?" Otto simply knelt on his knees, holding Veria's withered hands: "You will become the new Valkyrie. Until then, I hope you can continue. Longevity, continue to protect us. Maybe I should take Rurik to the altar and pray for Valhalla."

Veria smiled: "They didn't have a clear response, but my body has recovered a lot. Maybe, this is God's answer, I should be able to live on for a few years. The tribe is everything to me, you know , Otto. All of you are like my children, my relatives. I don't allow anyone to threaten the stability of the tribe. The priests should not have greedy people. Hopefully, the dead Bona can alert others. "