Rise of Rurik

Upon Rurik's order, Kravassen, who returned home, immediately filled the stove with charcoal blocks.

He had decided that he would not rest until twenty glasses were taken out and heat treated.

The sound of forging at the blacksmith's shop disappeared, replaced by a faint sound of wind.

Clavason had his sleeping wife help him operate the air bag blower while he watched the molten mass in the cauldron.

The night did not disturb his work at all. After the pressed cup was plastic, he used tongs to pull it out of the mold and set it aside. All twenty cups have been made, and even if there are still raw materials left, Kravason will not continue to make them.

The unburned charcoal in the hearth was all poured out by the door, and Kravassen added some more. He made a smoldering charcoal fire and put all the newly made lead glass in it. All that's left is to wait, as Kravason sits outdoors with his elderly wife, talking about his son's marriage, about the money he can make in the future, and a lot...

Rosberg seems to have finally fallen into silence, but it is not.

The triumphant heroes were praised by their families, and many were so excited that they couldn't sleep because the money-sharing convention was tomorrow.

Also unable to sleep were the priests, and Harrozosen who counted the coins himself.

All previous Sorgon fleets have returned, and it takes time to prepare for the reasonable distribution of materials, among which the inventory of materials can be described as the top priority.

Haro Zuo Sen completely overcome the sleepiness with the excitement in his heart, and he did not expect the amount of coins to be counted.

"130,000 silver coins, 1,000 gold coins! So much money!" He knelt directly on his knees in the chief priest's house, and beside him were piles of boxes full of gold and silver, as well as another pile of worthless copper coins.

In fact, the so-called quiet night is very short. When Kravassen pulled out the heat-treated glass from the burnt ashes, Harrodsen really completed the inventory of the spoils.

It is getting closer and closer to that "nightless night", that day is the summer solstice.

The borders of Roseburg, the hours of night are shortening every day.

The fishermen who followed the sunrise rowed their boats to the sea soon after the sun rose, and a few boats that fished at night also returned victoriously.

The people of Roseburg started their day seemingly ordinary but excited.

After the fish market closed in the morning, those young people who participated in the battle flocked to the long priest's house, waiting to receive their own money.

Many of them forget their exhaustion and stay awake all night, and they can't sleep all night at the thought of being able to hold a huge fortune.

Their eyes were full of bloodshots, and the same was true for Haro Zuosen who finished the count.

The air outside was cool and fresh, and Harrodzuson, who had been resting for a long time, heard the noise outside. He walked out of the long priest's house to take a deep breath, and saw his subordinates have arrived.

He stretched out his hands like the leader Otto and greeted: "Brothers, don't make a noise here with the priests. Keep quiet, we will start dividing money soon!"

Harrodsen said this, and everyone was even more noisy.

After all, this guy is not the real leader, why should he listen to his instructions carefully. Getting money is the last word.

"I'm not the leader after all." Harrodzuson shrugged, got back inside the longhouse, and had a face-to-face with Priest Bona, who was just taking a nap.

"Priest, the money handed over to you is there, a total of two large boxes, 30,000 silver coins, a small amount of gold coins, and some gem jewelry. I will distribute the remaining money immediately, do you have any opinion?"

How does Bona have an opinion? The thought of enormous wealth made her gleeful.

She tried to calm down and said, "We are very satisfied with your gifts. Next, we will distribute the spoils to the warriors. We should participate in this matter."

"This... maybe you don't need to bother you."

"No." Bona waved her hand to object, "The High Priest is old, and I am in charge of many rituals now. I am going to assume the new High Priest position, and now I feel that we should distribute the money to each warrior personally. hand.

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"Is it really necessary?" Harrodsen asked inexplicably.

"It's very necessary." Bona put her hands on her waist as a matter of course: "Don't forget who prayed for your victory. It's ours! For such a great victory, we also want to thank God for the grace."

Haruozuosen was right when he thought about it. He couldn't help yawning to prove his exhaustion, so he compromised with the priests, and even told him how to distribute the coins.

Is it really necessary for the priests to give money?

Pooh! But Bona had never seen so much gold and silver, and she could not wait to hold every silver coin warm in her hands. Even if the priests now have a public wealth of more than 30,000 silver coins.

What a huge fortune! Its ownership belongs to all the priests, and specifically, the right to use the wealth is in the hands of the high priest.

How many more years will Villa live? Bona felt that the old man would only have two or three years left to live. More pessimistically, he might die in the next winter.

At that time, her Bona will officially take over, and a new era will begin.

Even if she hasn't succeeded yet, Bona's mentality has changed dramatically overnight.

It's not just that her mentality has changed, but the work that should continue to boil oil today has also been suspended. Why? The purpose of boiling oil to make soap is to make money, and now the priest controls 30,000 silver coins, so what are you doing? As long as everyone is pampered and enjoys life and presides over ceremonies during festivals, that's enough.

Bona can't wait to show her presence to the triumphant warriors!

She greeted the lower priests who had already obeyed her: "Go, help them carry the boxes. We will give the warriors money! In the name of Valhalla!"

Bona deliberately said some high-level words to highlight her identity, and this time, she was so confident that she took away the antler helmet that the real high priest should wear without authorization.

In the chief priest's house, she held the antler helmet that had been passed down for many generations, and muttered triumphantly: "Now, you finally belong to me. High priest, Bona, even the leader must respect the person ."

After muttering, she put the helmet on her head, as if she had replaced Veria.

Upon seeing this, a lower-level priest with a rational and principled mind hurried over and said cautiously, "Bona, is it too early for you to do this now? Our high priest..."

"Is there a problem? It's just too early! Parla, you can call me High Priest now."

"No... it's too early." The young priestess Parla shook her head.

"Are you questioning me?"

"You..." Parla saw the threat in Bona's eyes. She was indeed very disgusted with Bona's arrogance this morning. Considering that Bona's succession was a certainty, Parla had to hook her head and whispered indifferently. He called out, "Yes, High Priest."

All the young priestesses were working together to carry the heavy money box, and Parla's long golden braid was coiled around her head like a beautiful floral collar.

This Parla is by no means a beautiful woman, her chin is square and her sleeves are rolled up and you can see the muscle texture. She is such a strong woman.

The long-term work of boiling oil has made her develop very good arm muscles, and it is not a problem to carry a cash box.

She and her companions struggled to carry the box, but Bona wore a helmet with antlers and a huge shawl made of deerskin, looking like a high priest.

Apparently, Bona is already playing a new role.

No, Poona opened the leather curtain of the longhouse and faced the crowd of warriors with such a gesture.

The high priest actually appeared, that is, her image was completely new!

Arik had actually arrived a long time ago, and he mingled with his brothers who had experienced the battle. Everyone gathered here and had a great time.

There was also a sackcloth bag hidden in the leather jacket Arik was wearing, and inside it was the glass that his brother gave him. If he really got this treasure from his brother for free, Arik would still feel a little guilty.

This time, at the venue where the spoils were distributed, Arik's main purpose was to receive at least twenty pounds of silver that belonged to him. For this reason, he also brought four sackcloth pockets to hold coins.

Secondly, it is to show the glass in public to help my brother do some publicity.

He was thinking that the work of collecting money was very fast, but he really did not expect that the high priest had changed.

Arik left the speechless crowd and took the lead to ask: "You are Bona! Why are you wearing the high priest's antler helmet? Could it be that our high priest is... dead?"

"No! Pay attention to your tone, young man! The high priest is still resting, and I will take care of today's affairs." After speaking, Bona raised her confidence and revealed that she continued to face her fellow clan with her chin.

In a completely ceremonial manner, she stretched her arms vigorously, and her whole body was also bathed in the golden sunlight of the morning.

She just wants to have a holy posture, with the ancestral antler helmet that everyone considers sacred. Although there is no real successor, she is officially performing the work of the high priest!

Arik shook his head: "No! Since you are not a high priest, please take off your helmet."

"Is this necessary?" Bona still stretched her chin, her eyes aimed at Arik, and this gesture clearly showed contempt.

"No! You're not qualified yet!" Arik clenched the hilt of the sword and walked over.

As Arik who has made great achievements, he is full of self-confidence now! He prided himself on having a greater responsibility because of this, that is, to help his uncle, who is like his biological father, and his cute and capable cousin, to maintain the order the tribe should have.

He stepped forward and aggressively wanted to take off Niya's helmet, but this move was stopped by Harrodsen.

"Uncle? Why? You stop me!"

"Calm down! Young man." Haruo Zuo Sen scolded.

"But she's not a high priest!"

"She's a high priest sooner or later. I know what you're struggling with. Is it necessary? Harrodzuson continues to be harsh."

"Of course it is necessary." Arik did his part and still had to take off Bona's helmet.

Bona was also taken aback by the young man's impulse, and then saw that the young man had been holding the hilt of the sword, and subconsciously took three steps back.

In this scene, Parla, who was still carrying the box at the back, looked dark and cool, and she snickered secretly.

Haruo Zuo Sen only hoped to divide the money early, and then he could bring his own wealth and go home and rest well under the service of two maids.

He continued to grab Arik's arm, pulled it close to him, and warned sharply, "Don't be impulsive, young man! They are Odin's servants, and you have to respect them. Listen, today they are in charge of sending money, all you need is Just get the money."

"However, Villa is not dead." Arik continued to emphasize.

"The old man's life is about to end. Have you forgotten her body like a dead twig during the Spring Festival? The high priest needs to rest every day now. Although she may be asleep, her soul is summoned by Valhalla. "

"The high priest is really dying?" Arik asked in surprise.

"You think? Be polite to Bona now."

"Actually, my request is very simple," Arik said. "As long as she takes off the helmet, she can say anything."

"No, I'm afraid she won't do it. Don't be too aggressive. Be careful, this is the door of the long priest's house!"

Arik had a natural sense of awe for the gods, he shook his head and stopped talking nonsense, and his arms relaxed.

Arik didn't apologize, and didn't say anything. He backed away in order to resolve these matters when his uncle returned.

The antler helmet is already a symbol of the authority of the dead priest, and now it is even more different! Because the high priest has the right to control the public property of the priests, the so-called property in the past was a daily necessities that could be consumed quickly, but now it is very different.

More than 30,000 silver coins! Bona loves money, and now she just wants to have it for herself right away. If he were to serve as the high priest now, the wealth would naturally fall into his own hands.

The antler helmet has become the proof of the owner of huge wealth!

I don't know what Harrozosen and Aric said, but Bona is glad that Aric has returned to the team. Maybe that stinky boy has accepted the reality?

The heavy box was finally put on the ground, and instead of Haruo Zuosen, Bona continued to walk towards the crowd with open arms.

She stopped abruptly and announced in public the wealth that everyone could share.

"The war leader Harrozosen got two thousand silver coins. The second war leader Arik." Speaking of which, Bona slapped inadvertently, "It's also two thousand silver coins. Everyone else who participated in the operation died alive. Yes, they are two hundred and twenty silver coins..."

The distribution of silver coins, gold coins and copper coins was actually discussed by everyone, so Bona's move might be a bit redundant.

It is precisely because of the planning that Arik, who commanded battles and made meritorious deeds, gained ten times the wealth of others, which is also recognized by everyone. Because everyone worships heroes and supports heroes to get more treasures.

Such people can be discerned from one another as to who is involved in the action. Moreover, the white cloth strips tied to the arms during the night attack were now also in use. The families of those killed also got the banners and learned that the bodies of their relatives who died in the battle were taken to an island for burial. The dead did not return to the Roseburg cemetery, and that Tombstone Island will become another stronghold of the Rus, much to the relief of the families of the war dead.

Bona is going to overreach to the end!

Although the antler helmet was heavy, she didn't care.

A weighing wooden scale was taken out, which was used by priests to weigh tributes to priests on weekdays. Now it is more appropriate to use it to weigh coins.

The young priestess quickly made a platform out of stones and planks on the level ground, on which the wooden balance was placed.

In fact, the so-called two thousand silver coins are actually the so-called "twenty pounds of silver". After all, the silver coins in this time and space are not perfectly regular circles, so when using them, weighing them is the last word. When it is only used in small amounts, the merchants look at its appearance and give a conclusion on whether it is in good condition or not, and then re-estimate the value.

Bona continued to look at everyone, shouting to order people who saw a lot of coins to keep calm, and also called on onlookers to shut up. : "Now you are ready, it's better to line up for me! The person who gets the money immediately walks aside, and it is forbidden to try to collect it again."

Saying that, Bona's finger pointed to the sun in the sky: "Attention, your actions are watched by the gods of Valhalla, any wrong action will make your soul be abandoned by Odin. Remember! No! Lie to the priest. Don't lie to the gods!"

In fact, Bona is afraid of people pretending to be the leader. Today, she wears the antler helmet arrogantly, and she is indeed a little guilty. If there is still a false leader, it will be a mess.

In the past, because of the prestige and charisma of Villa and Otto, when the spoils were distributed, no one would falsely claim and repeatedly claim them.

Bona had to emphasize that she was also encouraging herself.

Under the watchful eyes of the public, she put a carved stone, which was about two pounds, into a bronze tray hanging from a wooden balance.

It has to be said that the weight measuring tools of the Rus people were, in the final analysis, introduced from ancient Greece along with the ancient trade lines.

She divided up the total of twenty pounds of silver coins ten times, and counted ten additional gold coins. This is the trophy belonging to the battle commander!

Not surprisingly, Harrodsen became a coin collector.

Next is Arik.