Rise of Rurik

"Our tribe has almost no servants, so we are indeed a little different from our southern allies." Otto followed Villa's words.

"They plundered some of the animals that were used as servants from further afield, you know that. Our average family couldn't get a servant unless it cost a fortune to buy it. Only you, my chief. I know you In fact, you have accumulated a lot of wealth, and you can buy some servants to take care of your daily life."

"No need." Otto said, hooking his head, "I am old, and those coins are of little use to me. They are my son's wealth, and he will be the backing of his wealth when he becomes a leader in the future. About a servant. You see. , I have found a servant for Rurik.

But it's a pity, those deer keepers are really crazy guys. Among the prisoners we captured, many chose to commit suicide, and some were frozen to death.

Including this girl, she resisted desperately and almost killed Rurik! "

Otto simply believed that the priest Veria had magical insight, and he did not dare to lie.

At this moment, Veria was taken aback. Her aging eyes stared at the girl who was stabbing needles. "Otto, is this child who dares to attack Rurik?"

"Obviously, she doesn't want to be a servant. But I'm sure she has been tamed by Rurik." Speaking of which, Otto believed in his son's ability very much. "Rurik does have a talent for a leader, and I'm sure that when the weather warms up, more kids will follow him to the slopes to train. He can tame over a hundred boys, and it's even easier to tame a girl."

Villa nodded: "But a servant who dares to rebel against his master is abominable. Such a servant needs to be punished. Did Rurik punish her?"

"This……"

Otto was really embarrassed to speak out about his son's daring to protest his decision by force.

He said politely: "Rurik said that it was his own servant, and it was his business how to treat the servant."

"That's true."

"She is a deer breeder after all, and she is naturally good at raising deer, so I hope to strengthen our deer through her hands."

"Boss, the deer you brought back were originally hers." Villa asked slowly.

"Yes. She'll do it well because of that."

"Let's hear what Rurik has to say."

After that, Villa waved gently: "Rurik, come here, and bring your servant to sit in front of me."

At this moment, the girl was like a lamb being led away, and she had no idea.

Rurik held the girl and sat down obediently, but the girl still hooked her head fiercely and pointed her orange hair to Veria.

In terms of hair color alone, she is also very different from other Ross people. Because the clansmen are all blond, and some are even close to white hair.

Villa graciously looked at Rurik, whom she loved, "Child, have you thought about how to treat your servant?"

"Well! Of course, since she is a servant, what I order her to do, she must do it."

"Oh?" Veria quickly noticed the scar on Rurik's neck, and asked suddenly, "Son, you have a wound on your neck, what's the matter. I heard that this servant rebelled against you."

"It was she who stole my knife and wanted to hurt me, but was easily knocked down by me."

Seeing the priest's face with a fierce look,

Rurik hurriedly explained, "It's like a little wolf caught. At first, it can realize that it is a wolf and will resist its master. But when the master shows force, the wolf also becomes a loyal dog. You Looking at her like this, she has no ability to beat me at all. Even the boys in our tribe who are older than me can't beat me."

The child was telling the truth. Rurik was, after all, a person blessed by Odin and was born with some magical fighting skills.

"Then you're mad at her for attacking you?" asked Villa.

"Angry? No! If anyone should be angry, it should be her. After all, our people attacked the deer breeders and plundered all their deer. I know that many people consider this kind of honorable thing, but I always feel that It's not wise to do that. Perhaps, we should be more merciful. So I..."

Rurik paused, his father was here, and the priest was here, and he said what he said in his heart: "I feel a little uncomfortable in my heart, and I always feel a sense of guilt. I have already thought about it, as long as she is loyal, I will Treat her well too. I must make sure that she has enough food and a proper living, I will make her do something, and if she does well, I will reward her.

I'd actually prefer to be her friend, maybe a bit of a family relationship. Maybe this will make her feel better. "

Rurik thought about it, he was willing to maintain a relatively close relationship with the girl, and only the word "family" was more suitable in the Norse vocabulary. Of course, the "family" in the Norse language refers to all the people living under one roof, including slaves, and sometimes pets.

Villa never imagined that a servant who had rebelled against him, Rurik had a crush on her.

The young Rurik had already shown his precociousness, and he must have noticed that this girl must have some special abilities, otherwise he would not have given such trust and expectations.

Villa paused: "Your father wants your servant to keep raising deer, do you support it?"

"Of course! My father and I have discussed it along the way. My family's deer needs to be further developed. I don't know how to raise deer, and this girl must know. So I will give her an order to raise deer well."

"It's very good. It's this girl. I always think she's a little dull. Could it be that she's mentally stimulated? It's not good if she's a fool."

The girl was very nervous from the moment she entered the house, and now she is always hooking her head, as if everything has nothing to do with her.

"She's either a fool or a little scared," Rurik explained. "I'm sure she's never seen a settlement as huge as our Roseburg, or our huge population. She's really been Terrified."

"Well, hopefully she'll get used to it. One more thing, Rurik, did you name your servant?"

"Name?!" Villa said, and asked Rurik directly.

"Yeah, I don't even know what her name is. Dad, what is her name?" Rurik turned his head and asked his father.

Otto also looked regretful: "How do I know, I don't understand the language of deer breeders."

"No name? It doesn't matter. Whether it's a man or a woman, there will be a name. I'll just ask her myself." After that, Villa stretched out her aging right hand and held the girl's chin, touching her. I could directly feel the girl's trembling in fear.

Villa finally looked at her face, and the tender face fully proved the child's weakness and helplessness.