Rise of Rurik

After Otto made all the decisions, he turned his head and heard the news of Villa: "Just arrange personnel like this? Is it okay?"

"Okay, I have no opinion."

"Okay then." Otto sat upright and finally announced solemnly: "Tomorrow night, the ceremony will end, and all the priests will be divided. The day after tomorrow, the priests who will go to Tombstone Island and New Rose Fort will set off with the boat. Don't waste time!"

Villa's eyes widened: "Are you in such a hurry? Are you going to go out to sea in just two days?"

Otto smiled: "High Priest, I will not go to New Rose Fort myself for the time being. However, before the sea freezes, we must do all we can to reinforce the 600 people left in New Rose Fort. As the chief leader, I must ensure that My people are in the new settlement, and they can survive the first winter without dying."

"I understand it all." Villa nodded deeply: "Old Sorgon, when you come back, you will wait until the autumn to act again. It seems that throughout the summer, in the vast sea, our Rus fleet will continue to expedition. "

Originally, according to past experience, the spring Sorgon fleet would return with a full load in late May. After waiting for three months, the Russian fleet will set off again at the end of August and early September, so-called taking advantage of the harvest season to scavenge for the wheat of the Novgorods.

The harvest season of wheat is just over two months away, and similarly, it is only at most three months until the weather turns cold.

Fall Sorgon supplies will be key to the survival of the settlers of New Roseburg, but it cannot be fully counted on.

Otto felt that he couldn't stop at all. Others were old, and his brain was not old when it came to the development of the tribe.

If the construction of New Roseburg is short of money, it is a big deal to pay for it out of your own pocket. Now the situation has also changed, the priest's huge sum of money is under his control, so it seems that there is no problem in consuming the priest's money first.

There was a bloody scene in the high priest's house, and another great change took place. Rurik did not know these things.

It's getting late and the sun is about to set! Until this time, the distribution of tributes on the beach had not ended.

Just when the fleet had just landed, Kawei had no time to pay attention to the distribution of the tributes.

Among all the treasures, only one's own wife is the most precious.

The sturdy Kawi, who carried a huge sack in his right hand and his wife's hand in his left, ran towards home...

"Old man, when your son is back, can't you stop working and go to the beach?" An old woman walked into the blacksmith's workshop and complained about her husband's inappropriateness.

"What do you know? Why should I go to the beach myself? Kawhi will be back by himself."

"You..." The old woman pursed her lips: "I'm really worried about him. It's been three months!"

"Don't worry, Kawhi will be back safely and with his wife. You should prepare for our new family member."

Clavasson said this, but his heart was so excited.

At this moment, from time to time, there are clansmen who hurried to the beach to watch the excitement, and they enthusiastically waved to him when they passed by his blacksmith shop.

Clavasson looked indifferent. His hammer was still forging sword embryos. He insisted on doing these things these days. Making weapons was his life.

Even if he made glassware and suddenly became very rich, how could his iron work be wasted?

Live a carefree life? Of course it is necessary.

Making the best swords is his lifelong pursuit.

Of course, Kravatsen was not only a swordsmith, but also a real Russ metallurgist, a jeweler, a carpenter, and a beneficiary.

In a sense, Kravason's identity is a bit like a "naturalist" hundreds of years later.

He continued to greet his wife: "I know my son, he won't be dawdling on the beach. Go back to the house, have you got your gift for that girl ready?"

"It's all ready. You said, there's really going to be a girl."

"Of course. I made a promise with the big boss, and the big boss will always fulfill the contract. Remember, it will be a beautiful girl."

There was still a tinkling sound from the blacksmith shop, and the beach not far away was full of people.

After a short time, Kawhi appeared, and only at this time, Kravason finally threw his hammer and greeted him happily.

"Dad! I'm back, you see, this is my wife." Kawi threw the sack full of loot on the ground, suddenly pulled his wife in front of him, and put his hands on her shoulders to show his father enthusiastically .

"Your wife? Well, she's pretty, just a little small."

"Really? She is indeed young, and her status is very noble."

"Noble?" Clavasson subconsciously tugged at his braided beard, recalling the agreement with the big boss. That large bag of silver coins should be able to exchange for the marriage of a noble girl in Novgorod. "You say, how noble is she?"

Kawhi raised his head, looking proud. "She? She is the daughter of a chief of Novgorod."

"Is that so? Okay." Saying that, Clavason stepped forward, suddenly pinched the girl's chin with a hand full of calluses, and took a careful look at her face.

Lilia was completely taken aback!

She basically couldn't understand these complicated words of the Varyag people, and she also understood that the old guy in front of her was her husband's father. No matter what tradition it was based on, this old guy was also her new father.

She realized that she was being judged, and now, she was being scrutinized by the "new father".

Lilia's dark blue eyes trembled involuntarily, she felt a little wronged, and she was speechless for a while.

"Yes, what a beautiful girl, and I hope she will bear you many sons. You know, I need more sons and grandsons to be blacksmiths."

"She certainly will."

"hope so."

Originally, Clavasson had some regrets that the big boss had paid himself such a too young daughter-in-law. As for her being the daughter of a certain Novgorod leader, is that considered noble? In his heart, Klavathon only admires the heroes of the tribe and the wise leader Otto. Of course, there is also his own ally Rurik.

She is indeed very beautiful, her face is still immature, her big eyes, high nose bridge and slightly pointed chin are indeed very different from the girls of the tribe.

"She... isn't she very talkative? By the way, what's her name?" Cravason asked.

"Her name is Lilia." Kawi said excitedly, "she just doesn't understand our language." After that, he hurriedly leaned into his wife's ear and explained in simple Slavic: "Quick! Call him dad."

Although he is very cautious, he knows that he is on the leading warship, and his destiny is completely bound to the Varyag people.

Lilia pursed her lips, and finally said in a clear voice in Norse: "Fa."

Hearing her words, Clavason couldn't close his mouth with joy: "Ah, what a good girl. Kavey, the sack by your side? Are you all the tribute in it?"

"No! It's my trophy. We follow the big leader to crusade some other idiots who are not ministers. There is a lot of wheat in it. Well... and my wife's dowry, I packed it in a sack."

Clavason shrugged. "Come on, you two, let's go home."

Lilia, Rosburg, as she learned from her husband, is a huge harbor community.

Arriving here now is really different from the girl's manor!

She had never seen a port with a large number of ships. Even when the fleet sailed into the last fjord and saw thousands of boats rippling on the sea, she had never thought of such a thing.

After the long journey back home, Lilia understood the vastness of the world.

She landed in Roseburg, and soon, she will live as a Varyag woman, just like the people she married before.

It is really difficult to adapt quickly to all of this.

Her leather boots are treading on the gravel ground, which is completely different from the endless dirt roads of her hometown. She didn't have to worry about her boots getting dirty, much less getting stuck in the mud.

The Varyag housing is a complete mess.

Although they are wooden houses, they are like building a shack on the flat ground. Unlike the houses in their hometown, they are all built on wooden stakes and have a flat wooden floor.

The current Lilia, subconsciously supported her husband's arm and walked into the magical blacksmith shop together.

The fire was still hot, and flames spewed from the stove.

The blacksmith's shop has wood-paneled walls, and a lot of metalware hangs on it very luxuriously!

Here, any pair of metalware, whether it is a weapon or a tool, is a practical treasure to bring to Novgorod!

But here in the Varyag people, Lilia thinks that they are so common here.

She stopped subconsciously, looking at the sword embryos, axes, shovel picks and other utensils hanging on the wall for a while, and then staring at the fire-breathing stove and thinking about it.

"Come into the house!" Clavason urged.

"Oh, Dad, look at her." Kawei smiled slightly embarrassedly, "My Lilia, seems to be attaching great importance to the stove?"

"yes?"

"Yes, her hometown lacks blacksmiths. She has never seen our furnaces."

Kawi shook his arm, and Lilia let go.

She boldly walked into the stove and saw a metal rod-like object, burning with hot coals. Are you scared? Do not! Lilia was full of curiosity.

Because, this is the legendary real blacksmith shop!

Lilia, stunned, leaned over and grabbed the tongs on the ground.

"Dangerous!" Kawi wanted to stop.

"Don't be impulsive, let her do it."

Clavason stopped his son's actions, pinching his beard and watching what his daughter-in-law was going to do with interest.

Lilia grabbed the tongs with both hands curiously, the tongs reached into the stove, and sorted out the sword embryos that had been baked to the red.

The heat of the sword embryo made her hands shake, and the sword embryo wiped the corner of her clothes and fell to the ground.

"Ah!" She shouted and hurriedly stepped back, and one accidentally almost leaned over, but fortunately, Kawei, who was quick-eyed and quick-handed, caught her perfectly.

It was that brief contact, and Lilia looked at the corner of her clothes in horror, which had been burned beyond recognition.

Her eyes widened, her heart was beating wildly, and she was mumbling endlessly.

And Kawi, like picking up a kitten, picked it up effortlessly. A few harsh words are inevitable.

"Don't blame your wife." Clavason approached the furnace, picked up the sword embryo with tongs, and threw it back to the furnace to continue smoldering, which is the so-called carburizing treatment.

He approached Lilia again and squeezed her chin lightly. This old guy rarely showed his gentle expression: "It seems that our big leader is really wise. The boys who like to strike iron are almost only the blacksmiths of our generation, and the girls who like iron are almost non-existent! Kawei, Your Lilia is very good. I dare say she will give birth to many little blacksmith grandchildren."

Lilia didn't quite know yet, but because of her adventurous use of tongs, she made a huge impression on Kravason.

She was led into the dark blacksmith's longhouse, and the light of several oil lamps made the situation in the room appear clearly.

There is no floor here, only gravel. There are no beds, only floor coverings with lots of hides. There is also a bonfire in the longhouse, and a pottery urn is placed on the stove made of stones, and something is still being boiled in it.

Although I already know that the home experience of Rus people is like this, it is really better to see it today!

Lilia How could she like it? ! But what can I do after marrying into this family? It seems that I can only endure it.

She entered the house, and what followed was a hug from Kawhi's mother, like her own daughter.

"Mom, this is my wife, Lilia." Kawi warmly introduced

"Oh! What a pretty girl. Kavey, you're a lucky boy."

Once upon a time, Lilia was used to sitting on a low chair. Now she can only sit on the animal skin. The soft animal skin is really comfortable and warm. For the sake of beauty, she has to sit on a duck. It is precisely the sitting posture that this man can't basically learn, and what gives Kawi a strong sense of cuteness.

Sitting here, the Kravasen family has fully embraced the new family member from Novgorod.

Pine needle water boiled in a pottery urn, which was carefully poured into a glass by Kravassen's wife.

This move, whether it was Lilia or Kawei, was completely stunned.

"Mom? You took it, the crystal cup?"

"Huh? Is it weird? When you get home, you two will drink some pine needle water I boiled, it will dissipate your fatigue."

Today, the old woman doesn't think there is anything special about having a batch of glasses for her own use, even though she knows that any glass in the family can be sold at a very high price.

She continued to pour the pine needle water into four glasses with cup ears, and then placed them in front of the family members.

In the era of lack of flavoring agents, the Rus, like other allied tribes, are willing to drink pine needle water, in order to enrich the life with its unique fragrance and bitter taste.

Lilia was really shocked!

She touched the glass discreetly with her hands, then held it in her hands, feeling the heat from the water. Her small face was almost against the wall of the cup, her eyes widened under the dim oil lamp, staring at the light brown water and the floating pine needles in the cup.

She had never had such an experience, and could see all the details in the cup through the transparent wall.

Obviously, my husband's family didn't think it was something to show off that they had four "crystal cups".

Lilia thought about it carefully, since the Varyag people will give back some precious amber, it is not so strange that they have more precious crystal cups.

She thought she was right, but Kawhi didn't think so.

Kawi drank the warm pine needle water boiled by her mother quickly, then tapped the cup with her fingers.

"Dad, where did you get this?! I saw a lot of foreign businessmen coming. Could it be that you... bought it from them with a lot of money?"

Looking at his son's astonished face, Clavasson burst into laughter on the spot.

"Silly son, your father made these cups himself!" Kawi's mother said, and sneered while covering her wrinkled mouth lightly.

"What? Could it be that you found a good crystal from the mountains, and you polished it like this when I was away?" Kawei's speculation makes sense, because his father had the ability to carve gems. Of course, I also learned this skill myself, but the skill is not good.

Clavasson shook his head: "I made it, boy, it's all Rurik's credit!"

"Rurik?"

"Odin has given him some new knowledge. Now we can make crystal cups from the most common ores, like bronze. Oh, no! It should be called a glass."

"Glass?" Kawi heard this word for the first time, and then looked at the cup in his hand, "Is it different from a crystal cup?"

"Probably no different. Thanks to the table of elements Rurik gave us, boy. I already know exactly what crystals are made of! We can melt crystals and cast bronze to make cups in your hand. Ah, everything It's all very simple."

"Is that so?" Kawei understood his father's words. He never thought that crystals can be re-plasticized after heating, just like metal ore, so as to become instruments of various shapes.

"Of course it is! Rurik is the most honorable man who has brought wealth to our family!" After that, Clavatson instructed his wife, "Go and fetch the box for our sons and daughters (meaning daughter-in-law). ) Open your eyes!"

Lilia was holding a glass in her hand, and she suddenly heard the father and son keep talking about a name "Rurik".

"Rurik? Isn't he my sister's future husband? They know Rurik very well? Rurik, can I see you soon?"

Lilia felt that what happened to her today was too dreamy, and then, two heavy wooden boxes were pulled over by the old woman.