Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Chapter 242



Chapter 242 – Only once

Translated by Lesyt Team

Edited by Ilesyt

Thanks to the food brought by Shao Xuan from the Lu tribe, the tribe was in a much better condition.

The tribe had been travelling if they were not sleeping or taking a short break.

The tribes and the wanderers who saw them were very curious about the Flaming Horns tribe.

They had seen a tribe migration on such a large scale, but most of them had never seen such a powerful tribe. The Flaming Horns tribe became famous gradually thanks to the traveling teams.

In the center was the carriage where the Shaman stayed.

The next day, they continued the journey. Nearly a third of the wanderers had left.

Obviously, everyone could notice this at a glance, but it seemed that the people of the Flaming Horns tribe people did not know it and even did not mention it. Strangely, no one told the wanderers about the stories of the ferocious beasts again.

Some were clever and realized that the Flaming Horns tribe gave them a test.

When Yan Zhi and the others saw He Er and his friends, their tight faces relaxed. Fortunately they were still there.

The Shaman had planned to test the wanderers in advance, and no one dared to tell them the truth. Even when Yan Zhi saw the restless wanderers, they could do nothing but feel worried.

Shao Xuan got on the Shaman’s carriage holding a fully-written animal skin roll.

“More than seventy have left. Six of them are wanderers of the Flaming Horns tribe.” Shao Xuan said as he handed the roll to the Shaman.

They didn’t care that wanderers from other tribes left, but they felt disappointed because some of the wanderers of the Flaming Horns tribe, who were treated well by the warriors, left. Although the warriors hadn’t fully trusted them, they helped them a lot. Some of the warriors gave the food they had saved to them over the past two days.

But some of these people still left. Fortunately, it was a small number.

The Shaman took over the animal skin roll and did not read it. Instead, he closed his eyes and showed no disappointment or grief on his face. But the people familiar with the Shaman knew that when the Shaman had no facial expression, it was the most horrifying. Even the two team leaders here became anxious.

Shao Xuan did not interrupt the Shaman’s silence, quietly waiting for him to make a decision.

A moment later, The Shaman opened his eyes and said, “Let them go. But they can never come back again.” Although he spoke gently, he still showed his anger and aggression.

Shao Xuan had expected the Shaman to answer like this. He nodded and said, “I got it.”

The names of those who left or stayed were recorded.

There was only one chance. The Shaman of the Flaming Horns tribe only placed trust in them once.

Those who joined them later felt the chief was the decision-maker in the Flaming Horns tribe, which was common in many tribes. They thought the Shaman couldn’t make the final decision. But those who grew up in the Flaming Horns tribe understood thesupreme authority of the Shaman in the tribe.

Since the Shaman made such a decision, Ao, the chief, or any others could not object.

Going down from the carriage, Shao Xuan looked at the sky.

“The weather is not good.”

After leaving from the Shaman, Shao Xuan went to another carriage. The disabled and the women who had not awakened stayed in this carriage. Even though these people could not move much, they were busy sewing the animal skin boots with the tools brought here and some animal skins placed here by the warriors after their hunts.

Putting down the skins and a few rolls of linen threads, Shao Xuan said to them, “Please make some long boots, the children will also need them.”

Although they did not understand the reason, they did not ask anything. They just did as Shao Xuan instructed.

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