"You don't seem to care about my identity, nor do you doubt the authenticity of what I say?"
Aslan looked at Sejuani, feeling curious in his heart, and curious about the Freljord's values that were different from other places.
"Is this important?" Sejuani said calmly.
"If what you said is true, then we will both benefit from our cooperation. If it is false, it seems that there is no loss for me. Instead, I will get a strong Blood Oath. The Winter's Claw is just coming back.
Just move forward slowly on the original track, not to mention..."
She paused here.
"Udyr is right. It is not easy to be a qualified leader. In Freljord, one must not only have strength, but also have an outstanding mind, and must also have the vision to spot the right opportunity.
To be decisive enough, none of these qualities are missing. Although I can't do it in every aspect, I also have my own advantages."
"As you said... I can only make changes and centralize most of the power. This will be conducive to my actions. What's more, the tribe also needs to break through the current predicament. Your ideas have given me
I have a lot of new ideas.”
"Moreover, you are accompanied by a high-level Freljord war priest. Each war priest has a huge role. It represents the influence of this land, the beast spirits here and the Freljord gods on you."
Approved.”
After thinking about it, Sejuani added another one.
"Aren't you afraid that I will break the promise or betray you?" Aslan thought for a while and continued to ask.
Sejuani is not stupid, she is just a little reckless. This is also because she is too young. What's more, there are not many people to teach her how to become a wise and qualified leader. She has figured out everything by herself.
Sejuani's eyes flashed, and she moved closer to Aslan, "We made a blood oath, didn't we?"
Seemingly understanding what Aslan was thinking, Sejuani looked at him and said: "In the Freljord, few men can refuse a war mother. For me, this is the first time I have faced a war mother.
This is the first time for a man to do this. Well, even the best warriors in Winter's Claw, no one has this qualification."
As if it was a skill she was born with, Sejuani tapped her fingers on Aslan's body: "Although I don't really like this kind of thing, it feels good to be with you. Once the blood oath is taken,
When it is made, it is a contract recognized by the gods, and both of us must abide by it."
"Indeed, the blood oath must be fulfilled." Aslan replied softly. He helped Sejuani and hugged her. "If I refuse the favor of a war mother at this time, will that mean it will be unfair to me?"
I was too arrogant and rude."
"Yes, I will throw you out of here and drive you out of the tribe." Sejuani looked at Aslan and acted very proactively. Her hands went up and hugged Aslan's waist.
She put her face close to her, her eyes filled with moist mist, "If you don't do well enough, you will be punished more severely."
"Then it seems I should work harder."
Holding Sejuani in his arms, Aslan glanced around. The area around the pool was very quiet. It seemed that not many people were qualified to enter here, and even the guards were far away.
With such a formation, Aslan immediately knew what she wanted to do.
after a while...
Aslan waited for Sejuani to slowly smooth out her breath, "How do you feel?"
"I think it's not enough." Sejuani's tone did not admit defeat, "Obviously you underestimated the physical skills and quality of a war mother."
Aslan was helpless, the war mother in front of him was more powerful than he imagined.
"Do you want to come again?" The time has turned from evening to late at night, and the moonlight shines in through the window, making the surface of the pool full of sparkling blue. Aslan leaned on the edge of the pool and looked at Sejuani aside.
Sejuani did not answer. Apparently she fell into silence due to some emotions. The Winter's Claw Warmother, who was invincible in plundering and killing on the battlefield, suffered an important defeat in her life for the first time.
Aslan looked at her and was silent for a moment, then thought about it and picked up Sejuani, feeling the heavy warmth. Then he wrapped her in an animal skin blanket and placed it on the wooden bed aside.
After taking a long breath, he put on his clothes and walked out after settling Sejuani.
As soon as he closed the wooden door, he heard Udyr's voice. Apparently he had been waiting for a while.
"It's good to be young. Boy from the south, you remind me of a lot of stories about her mother and I."
Udyr's voice stopped Aslan who had walked to the door. He looked at the beast spirit walker who was leaning in front of the door outside. The other person raised the wine bottle in his hand towards him, "The beast spirits told me,
You seem to have made a new breakthrough and obtained a rare treasure in Freljord, which seems really gratifying."
"I have indeed obtained the brightest pearl on the snowy plain." Aslan looked at Udyr and smiled, taking the wine bottle he handed over and hugging it.
His action gained Udyr's great favor.
Udyr looked at Aslan, "Let's talk?"
"It's time to talk." Aslan guessed Udyr's purpose in his heart. He also followed the other person's example, holding the wine bottle to his chest, pulled out the stopper, smelled it, and then poured it into the mouth of the bottle.
After one sip, the two of them sat on the wooden railing outside the longhouse, looked at the diffuse wind and snow, and drank in silence.
While drinking, Udyr recalled Aslan's proposal over and over again in his mind. Judging from his suggestion alone, if he followed what he said, the lifestyle of everyone in the Winter's Claw tribe would change.
But it is also extremely difficult to change this traditional habit that has been deeply rooted in the bone marrow - but it is undeniable that if the people of Winter's Claw want to change their current situation, the method suggested by Aslan
On the contrary, it is feasible.
Ashe's Avarosa is the best example. Tribes united, urbanized, and then stabilized. This may be an irreversible trend as the territory expands and the population grows.
"Aslan, I can call you this..."
After a moment of silence, Udyr seemed to have sorted out his thoughts. His voice was calm and filled with some kind of power: "Winter's Claw is all my hard work, and I have seriously considered your proposal, priests of the tribe.
I have also considered it, and now Sejuani has become your blood oath, so I have some questions to ask." After he finished speaking, he paused and then looked at Aslan, "This is very important!"
Aslan pointed the wine bottle in his hand at him: "I will tell you everything I know."
