Chapter 173： Rurik's new servants

Ships docked one after another, and people on the shore eagerly took over the rope dropped from the ship, pulled it hard, and forced the ship to ground passively.

The people on the boat also jumped into the sea. When they stepped on the land of their hometown, it didn't matter that their boots were poured into the water slowly.

After the ship landed, a large amount of cargo began to be unloaded as soon as possible.

Otto, with a beard and an image of a weather-beaten warrior, stepped deeply on the solid sand of his hometown, welcoming the enthusiastic embrace of his tribe.

For a time the beach was so lively.

"Boss, you are finally back!" The speaker was Haro Zossen, walking enthusiastically with open arms.

"Oh, my friend. I heard that your battle was a great victory."

After all, Otto opened his arms and embraced his old childhood friend enthusiastically.

After that, he held Haro Zossen on the shoulders, and pointed his right hand at the box he was moving, proudly explaining his achievements: "Look, this is the tribute we brought back. You have achieved a great victory, and we are the same. ."

Speaking of this matter, Haro Zuosen does have a lot of questions to ask.

"Big Chief, the construction of our Shilla Fort, everything is going well?"

"Of course! More than 600 people have settled there. In my opinion, we can continue to move some people. Compared to our current home, maybe Shilla Fort is the best."

"It's really good news." Harrodsson hurried his head to Otto's ear: "There is another good news, Chief. I have prepared a great gift for you."

"Gift? Oh, you are really hardworking."

"Yes, a gift that will make people happy."

"A lot of silver coins?" Otto asked knowingly.

Harozuosen was taken aback: "Huh? How do you know?"

"Haha." Otto patted his old friend on the shoulder happily again: "Maybe you shouldn't do this. It seems that everyone on the expedition has no objection. Okay, I will accept your gift."

Who doesn't like money? Legend has it that Harrodsson prepared for himself possibly more than 20,000 or more silver coins as gifts. He has this heart and he can be rewarded with a smile.

In the lively unloading yard, Rurik and his mother rushed out of the crowd.

"Dad! You're finally back!" Rurik walked over with a smile, and his eyes were not only for his father's beard, but also for the large number of ships behind it. Because all the boats are full of people.

The son always keeps a golden ponytail on purpose, and he often combs it for beauty, and his face is much whiter than other children. Looking at his simple and decent linen dress, and the saber hanging from the side of the small belt in the waist.

Although his son is eight years old, the heroic spirit of a soldier already exists.

Otto could only hold his son up to satisfy his family happiness, and he was not limited to understanding, so he kissed his son's little cheek.

However, Rurik was very uncomfortable by his father's stubble.

Sitting on Otto Jianshuo's arm, Rurik asked, "Dad, have you completed our agreement?"

"Those servants?"

"Yes, I need at least ten people."

"It's all there." Otto pointed at his flagship with a big hand, and couldn't help but frown slightly. "Oh, it's a bit bad. It looks like those kids are far less brave than you."

Rurik squinted his eyes, he was in a higher position, and he could see the details of the flagship somewhat clearly.

There are still many people on the boat who have not come down, most of them are gathering the special sails of the big leader's flagship.

There are also a group of small men who seem to be simply at a loss.

Suddenly, Rurik saw that there were strong young men impatiently driving away the little ones.

If you look closely, those so-called little guys are really just kids.

"Oh, your servant has finally started to disembark." Otto said proudly.

"My servant? Dad, did you really get me a bunch of children?"

"Why? It was your request. Do you have any comments now?"

"Okay. Yeah, it looks like they are all girls?"

Otto said casually: "Ten girls, one boy. They are about your age."

"Then put me down quickly, I'll go and see!"

Otto was a little surprised. It was obviously more than two months. His son was not like ordinary children. He would try to act like a baby when he saw his father who had reunited after a long absence.

It's really not an ordinary person to think of a son.

For the entire return voyage, the servants who will be given to Rurik are placed in the flagship, and the lives of these children are temporarily taken care of by Otto and taken care of by Peravina.

It is everyone's blessing to leave his parents and go to a distant place to serve as a servant for a noble and kind fellow of his age. It is everyone's blessing to follow this noble one who has been blessed by the God of Varanga.

Along the way, Peravina used this rhetoric to appease the worries of the children.

Those girls, they knew they were sold as goods by their parents. Of course, the sadness and anxiety cannot be overcome in an instant. Peravina had to promise a better future, such as having enough food every day as a major promise to make them full of confidence in the future.

Only the little boy with his parents, Kamnier, didn't care about everything. He has only a very simple request, as long as someone feeds himself a bite of food, anything will do.

Rurik stood on the ground again, with Lumia standing cautiously behind him.

At this moment, Arik had already greeted him, and stood in the sea without calves, spreading his hands with an expression of expectation.

"Peravina, my baby, come down, I will catch you."

"Okay... okay. But." Peravina rolled her face and stopped the few who were about to throw their children directly off the boat.

Then he turned his head hurriedly: "Arik, let the children disembark first. These children are all members of my clan and will be your brother's servants from now on. You can do me this favor first."

"Huh? Okay." Arik didn't think much. "I'll catch those kids."

It is entirely because of Peravina's spare no effort to educate, a total of eleven children from the White Tree Manor have lost a lot of psychological panic. It was even more because she claimed that the person under the ship was her husband, which made the children take it for granted that the eldest brother was her own.

Arik, to be honest, he doesn't like these kids.

There are boys and girls here, they are not as clean as their brother, and the clothes they wear are particularly shabby. What's worse is the hair. The loose look makes him disgusted.

In fact, this is not to blame the children, they of course like to be a little cleaner. However, everyone suffers from the voyage on the way, and almost every child vomits due to seasickness at least twice.

They eat and drink in the White Tree Manor quite well, and their faces can only get worse now that the boats and cars have been exhausted. Only when the children step on the shallow water, stand barefoot on the sandy beach and stand on the land again, they feel The dizzy little head has recovered.

Children, really don’t even have shoes.

Because after the child's parents got the silver coins, they handed the child to the Ross people. Because of poverty, the child only has clothes made of burlap, which is crooked and good for protection from the cold and shame. As for the shoes, forget it!

The children came ashore one after another, and not far away, his cousin Arik also picked up his wife himself. Avoiding water on his wife's boots, the cousin was stunned by a princess, and kept holding his sister-in-law ashore.

In this situation, Lurik secretly praised their affection.

Of course, Pelavina at this time is still unclear, because of Arik's military exploits, her family has become completely wealthy.

Rurik then greeted Lumia: "Let's go, my maid. Go and meet the children."

"Yes!"

An energetic little boy, accompanied by a young girl wearing a huge silver ornament, approached him. The children who were at a loss had gathered together and talked a lot. Seeing the other person coming, they subconsciously gathered together and didn't say anything.

Huh, nervous? It's right to be nervous.

Thanks to me deliberately learning a little ancient Russian, and this group of girls from Novgorod should be able to explain the words.

Now Rurik has confidence in himself.

He walked over and said directly in the ancient Slavic Novgorod dialect: "Children, I am Rurik, your master."

However, they didn't make a clear statement for the time being, but they held hands with each other, their eyes widened and they didn't dare to act rashly.

Rurik was also unambiguous, and seemed to need to frighten these children.

He immediately drew out his saber, and after the sharp metal rubbing sound, the sword's edge pointed at them.

"My servant, kneel down for me!"

The children never expected to hear the accent in this foreign land. During the voyage, the children already knew where they belonged. It turns out that this beautiful and clean boy holding a sword is his master?

This order is full of majesty.

The first girl had already knelt down, and then all the girls knelt down one after another. In other words, they almost lie on the ground to show absolute humility.

At this moment, there was only a small boy with a slightly dirty face and a thin body, as if he was really rebellious, standing still with his small mouth pouted.

Rurik was not angry, he had seen too many young boys with full of confidence, and in the end they all fell to the ground with his arms, thus submissive.

His sword pointed at the boy and continued to ask in Old Cyrillic: "You are my servant! Why don't you kneel?! What is your name?"

"My name is Kamni," the boy replied very decisively, "Are you my master? Can you give me something to eat?"

"Eat it? Are you hungry now?"

Rurik didn't think too much, and took a small bag from his waist. In this bag was a small handful of dried fish with teeth. Rurik threw the bag directly over, and he was surprised to find that the kid who claimed to be Kamnier had caught it perfectly. It was as accurate as catching a baseball flying from a distance.

Kamnier got the bag and immediately smelled the fishy smell, which was equivalent to the smell of food.

The child had no scruples, pulled the rope to see the dried fish inside, and then opened his mouth to eat. And the salty taste did not give him any discomfort, it was a kind of strong mental stimulation. salt! Camney almost forgot what saltiness is.

After all, after his parents were killed by the bear, he was basically reduced to a poor person eating a hundred food. In order not to be starved to death, grasshoppers were even eaten raw.

The salty feeling is simply the taste of happiness, and tears flowed from the corner of Kamnier's eyes.

Rülik watched the kid feasting, and then asked, "Is it delicious? Your name is Kamnier? Kneel me down now! And you girls, kneel down for me!"

No, Kamnier, who seemed to be jealous, was now almost lying on the ground, even though his mouth was still chewing desperately.

Ah, his body is really lacking in salt.

Rurik's sword struck the scabbard, and not far from him, Arik, Peravina, and even his parents, a group of people, became spectators of this "master training servant".

A little boy scolded a group of servants of basically the same age?

People who lack entertainment and talk, are very happy to see this scene.

Many people are already talking about it, saying things such as Rurik's teachings.

Rurik's eyes turned slightly against the tribesmen, since everyone is watching, okay! An opportunity for self-expression is in front of us.

Therefore, Rurik said loudly in his childish voice: "My servants, you are surrendering to me now, and you will do things for me in the future. You must unconditionally obey my orders, and I will reward you every day Rice, reward you with comfortable new clothes, and reward you with a warm house. Now, all stand up!"

This order was announced in Cyrillic, and while the children heard it truly, the intimacy was always there.

Especially the way Kamnie eats dried fish has made all the girls coveted.

They stood up one after another, and Rurik took the sword away.

Rurik walked over, got together with the group of children, and observed their faces from close range.

Both boys and girls, they all have brown hair, many of which are close to blonde.

This is different from myself.

Through the reflection in the water, Rurik was able to accurately determine that he was really bright blonde hair and blue eyes.

Although he just got down on his knees, Kamnier asked, "You are my master, how can you speak our language? You are obviously from Varanga."

"Your name is Kamnier?"

"Yes."

"Pay attention to your manner of speaking. I am your master! You have no right to question me." Ruriek grabbed Kamnier's rough coat collar, and the sudden act frightened the child.

And this is just a deterrent.

Rurik let go of his hand I won't explain much for the time being. He shook his neck and ordered: "Eleven of you, follow me now."

After all, the owner is the owner, and the owner is a noble existence, just like the manor in his hometown, the manor is a noble existence.

There is also Lilia, the manor's eldest lady, who is also in the same boat as herself.

As a matter of fact, Kawei jumped off first when the ship drew ashore, then took Lilia and his wife straight to his smithy to announce the good news. As for getting the tribute? Now, those tributes and their own wife are important?

The children have no reliance. They never thought that their masters had grace and majesty. The most important master was obviously older than themselves, and their words were full of local accents.

Obviously, the owner, Lurik, is not like everyone to ask questions.

They followed the owner, specifically, it was like following the big brother.

Kamni clearly felt that following Rurik would benefit himself. For this benefit, shut up.

For the sake of this meal, close your mouth and do more.