Rise of Rurik

It's so easy to find good tailors in the clan!

Rurik didn't run around. Whoever made the bedding for him in the past is now looking for those women.

Five seamstresses took up the job of making clothes, and they were each ordered to make ten sets of sheer linen clothes.

The so-called clothes must have trousers, a waistband and a long robe for the upper body. There are even underwear.

panties? Isn't it weird? More than that, these seamstresses felt that Rurik wouldn't order long dresses for his new maids, insisting that they wear a lot of masculine clothes. They really couldn't figure out Rurik's preferences. After all, it was the request of the gold master. The gold master gave more money, so what's the nonsense?

Rurik deliberately ordered more clothes. According to his requirements, all the clothes were very plain gray and white, and only the waistband was black.

He does have a bad taste. For example, his maids are all wearing black and white skirts, wearing special clothes such as boli stockings, wearing a white lace apron, and wearing a hydrangea-like headdress on her head.

A good Victorian maid. It is this image of a girl appearing in the dirty and slightly chaotic Roseburg, like a phoenix falling into a quail's nest, which is very inappropriate.

All maids wear the same style of clothes, and 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, they are definitely Beautiful landscape.

In fact, the clothes of the servants did not strictly distinguish between men and women. Rurik actually preferred that the clothes of his maids and servants be simple and practical. In this day and age, girls of course had to wear skirts, and Rurik wanted his maids to wear trousers on top of skirts. Overkill? Rurik himself did not think so. Because they are destined to participate in labor and contribute enormously to their own wealth appreciation. Essentially, they need to please their master.

This host is unusual! Rurik didn't want them wearing heavy makeup. What Rurik hopes is that when they grow up, they can wear tight clothes and be better able to devote themselves to labor production. But they will also show the female figure clearly because of this, and they are afraid that their own group of conservative clansmen will think that their leader Rurik is a weirdo.

The clothes they ordered, the women claimed they could make in three days.

All the linen will be supplied by Rurik, and the work will begin the next day after the good linen is bought. Rurik still promised them only a silver coin for the processing fee, and was warmly welcomed by the tailors. One silver coin is already a lot! The quick-thinking tailor realized that he could collect the leftovers of the sackcloth by himself. In this way, the errands are handed over, and I can sew into a pair of gloves with leftovers.

Uniform servant attire will soon be available,

All clothing is also available for men and women, or its structure is quite neutral for practicality.

The servants had to endure for two more days before getting the clothes.

However, Rurik felt that his only servant Kamne, after returning the maids to their residence, took Kamne himself to the blacksmith Kravatsen.

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

After all, as a blacksmith apprentice, the rags from Novgorod can be thrown into the stove as fuel.

So, is Kravason really so willing to accept Kamne as an apprentice?

He has to be happy, he has no choice!

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

"Is he still in the high priest's house, helping me criticize the drunken priestess?"

Rurik's guess was absolutely correct.

Otto took people to ask for the crime, and captured all the drunken female priests on the spot. He didn't have to think about it at all, these drunken women were lying around blindly, and capturing them was basically the same as "picking up corpses".

Even Bona, who claimed to be the real high priest soon, was now like mud, and her body exuded a strong smell of alcohol.

It wasn't until Otto's big-eared melon seeds fanned over that Bona's head was awake. Facing the angry face of the big leader, the only remaining consciousness suddenly thought that she had made a big mistake!

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

In order to please the big leader and represent all the clansmen participating in the expedition, Haruozuosen prepared a "big gift bag" for him, and a batch of silver was stored in the safe longhouse of the priest.

The former priests were not alcoholics, but they became really drunk.

The culprit is the wine in those pottery urns!

Otto seized two heavy pottery urns with wooden stoppers on the spot. He took off the cork, and the aroma of the wine was overflowing immediately! Even this aroma is completely different from the ale he knows, the aroma is really too violent.

Otto tried to take a sip.

"Ah! Good wine!"

Otto's praise immediately attracted Harozusen and Arik to follow suit, and then, other followers rushed up, stunned to help the priestesses drink up the wine.

The crafted ale was drunk by the chief, and Bona was in a bad mood. She dazed her head, covered her swollen face 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's sudden appearance, Villa cried out in excitement.

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

"You're finally back!" She crawled out of the fur quilt with a hoarse voice.

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

"Oh, High Priest, is there any hateful person who has made you wronged? And those priests, what happened to them?"

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

"Bona, she..."

"What happened to her?" Otto asked nervously. "Did she piss you off?"

"It's her! She thinks she can replace me, and she has plans to get rid of me. I really missed the point, why did I choose her as the next priestess? I'm not dead! Bona has claimed to be the high priest. !"

Villa's words immediately resonated strongly with the young and vigorous Arik.

"Big Chief, what the High Priest said is absolutely true. We all dislike that Bona, the woman you just slapped."

Otto suddenly looked at his nephew: "Go ahead and talk!"

"As ordered."

In order to show his anger, Arik had to take things seriously. Now, Harrodsen also followed Arik's meaning. The two knew that Otto was already angry, and they were still adding fuel to the fire.

It is this oil poured, Villa is very happy.

Otto gritted his teeth angrily!

The human heart is full of flesh, Vilia fully understands Otto's intimacy with him, and she is full of gratitude for the care and teaching of her only son Rurik.

Can he not be grateful?

Rurik's noble status was exactly what Villa tried to promote.

In Otto's view, no one can threaten Willia's status, let alone dare to neglect her. The situation now is that Bona wants to "help Villar die so that he can take his place."

Otto held the hilt of the sword in his hand and gritted his teeth: "That Bona, she should die!"

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

In this regard, Otto has understood.

He raised his head, looked at Harrodsen and Arik, put his left hand on his neck, and made a terrible gesture. "In the future, there will be no such woman again."

At this moment, Arik and Harrodsen were a little worried.

"Big Chief, really? In the long priest's house?" Arik worried.

Haruozuosen continued: "Even if you really do it, you have to trick the woman into doing it outdoors. This place is sacred. It shouldn't... It shouldn't be stained with the blood of wicked people."

"Alright. Arik!" Otto stared at his eldest nephew with sharp eyes. "That bastard will definitely be bad for your brother. You! Go for it! There is no need for desecrators in the Sanctuary."

However, Arik was still hesitant.

Villa slowly sat upright, she thought for a moment, and she was cruel. Looking into Arik's eyes, she gave a hoarse command: "Aric, obey the command of the big leader. Don't worry, I have chosen a brand new one. Great leader."

"Yes!" Arik stood up, and with a flick of his neck, he left the room with the two young guys.

Bona was still sitting in the hall of the longhouse with her swollen face covered, along with many priestesses in a daze.

Their confused heads kept the last shreds of reason, they were sitting still and sobering up, and they were also reflecting on what they had missed.

Arik and two strong men suddenly appeared, followed by Harrodsen.

They didn't have any nonsense, and drove Bona to the outdoors. After all, they didn't want the holy priesthood to be stained with blood.

Bona didn't know what happened, she was dizzy and humming, and she was pulled to a hidden place.

At the deer pen beside the longhouse, Aric drank blood from countless steel swords, and without any hesitation, stabbed the dazed Bona cleanly on the spot.

Bona died in a daze, and everything she longed for was lost in a daze.

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

She was slowly brought down by Orlik, and then the three of them stabbed several times in succession.

Executed while drunk, she never imagined that she would end her life like this.

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

Death came very suddenly!

"Arik, is it really appropriate for us to do this? I actually executed a priest." A strong man who had experienced the battle and slashed the enemy couldn't help but be deeply afraid of his actions.

"Yeah, I'm really worried about God's revenge," said another.

Arik's face was ashen, and he spat again at the dead Bona.

"Bah, you two are so naive. Both the high priest and the great chief gave her death. Don't forget the arrogance of this woman when it came to dividing the money. Now, you two dig a hole on the spot and it's all over. ."

The two strong men quickly dug a shallow pit, and Bona buried it hastily.

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

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

"High Priest, we're done." Arik handed the red sword to prove that this was true.

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

She murmured silently, "Bona, if you were just an ordinary priest, it wouldn't be like this."

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

Even if times change, this alliance must endure.

Bona's sin lies in this. She feels that as long as she is the high priest, she can issue orders unscrupulously? Maybe it was destined to be.

But Otto's wrath was that the woman seemed to have fallen into constant pleasure, so what was 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 motivated to kill.

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

"Rumia."

"What?" Otto was a little dazed.

Villa hurriedly said solemnly: "Rurik's servant, Rumia, she is the successor."

"She?" Otto was taken aback, "but she's a deer breeder."

"Don't you think it's wrong? Is it right for a drunk to be a high priest? Remember, it was Odin who spared the girl's life. Everything is fate."

Otto thought about it, and it was indeed the case. No one knows more about this matter than Otto. Of all the captured prisoners, how could only one Rumia miraculously survive?

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

"Worrying about her clan's opposition to her? Oh, forget it." Vilia shook her head meaningfully, "You have no idea what your son has done in the past three months. It's the grace of God, Liuli. Ke is already winning over the clansmen. He will be a leader a hundred times better than you."

Hearing this, Otto was heartbroken.

Villa continued to say in a hoarse voice: "If it is just a sacrificial ceremony, any priest who understands the process can do it directly. The high priest is not an ordinary priest. The high priest must be a noble person, a pious one. A person who will not be easily polluted by the spirit. I have taught Rumia for many years, and I believe that this time I have not misunderstood."

"This..." Otto was still very entangled. He couldn't imagine that the prisoner who was despised by him and who was the only one that Rurik paid special attention to, had a very high evaluation here in Veria. It was as if the huge Ross tribe couldn't find a second place. A competent candidate for the high priest from his own family.

Bona has been done away with, it's become a given.

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

"You? What's the matter with you, a ruthless man? You are kind, great, and just."

"I gave you permission to get rid of Bona. Well, I'm really cruel, and I'm running out of time. I pray that Odin will give me a few more years of life so Rurik can grow bigger, Rumi. So does Ya."

"So, has Valhalla responded to you?" Otto simply knelt on his knees and held Willia's twig-like hand: "You will definitely become the new Valkyrie. Until then, I hope you can continue Long live, and continue to guard us. Maybe I should take Rurik personally to the altar to pray and ask for Valhalla."

Villa smiled: "They didn't have a clear answer, but my body has recovered a lot. Maybe, this is God's answer, and I should be able to survive for a few more years. The tribe is everything to me, you know , Otto. All of you are like my children, my relatives. I do not allow anyone to threaten the stability of the tribe, and the priests should not be greedy. I hope that the dead Bona can wake up the others. "