Vol 2 Chapter 1108: Bet

Seeing that his prestige was almost exhausted, it seemed that the river dwellers would be completely united under Drizzt, and the elders were together for the last time.
The atmosphere of this party is completely different from the previous ones.
In the past, no matter how tense the situation was, the elders in the party would deliberately maintain their own manners and mystery-for them, this is the most important face.
However, when the situation has deteriorated to the point where it is now, no one seems to care about face.
I'm gone, I'm still face-saving!
Under the night, the elders, with the most darlings, rowed the boat to the agreed place silently-all people must reveal their identity before entering the meeting place, and no one wants to make an exception.
The venue is a small thatched house.
Although the tradition of the big river wanderers has always been "born on a boat and died in the water", with the impact of outsiders, many people have realized the benefits of settling back on the shore. In the whole Manga River, although there are many colorful sailing boats , But few people took action at night.
In this case, if the elders still insist on meeting on the boat, I am afraid that some of them will be too conspicuous. So, these old guys who say "to stick to the tradition" have to set foot on the land they have been reluctant to set foot on.
The incense was lit in the thatched room, but there was no need to worry about the infestation of various snakes and insects. The elders came here silently, then looked for their own position, and sat silently.
Of course, not everyone can be completely sure of their position, and some quarrels occur from time to time.
In the past, when there was any dispute between elders, some
decent
means would be used for confrontation, such as igniting incense at the same time and seeing the confrontation of the smoke; or drawing a paint on the fabric to see the intrusion of the final color Infection... In short, at least it seems to be "big brother's means".
But now... when the materials are gradually scarce and sitting in the mountains, no one will continue to consume his poor family because of this matter, so these elders who were high in the past have to fight for a position like ordinary people. Blushing and thick neck.
As there were more elders attending the meeting, there were more and more debates-finally, when the whole venue became noisy, an old man sitting on the throne who insisted on wearing a colorful shawl coughed heavily. With a cry.
Behind him, a big man with a height of more than three meters hit the ground with his heavy sledgehammer.
The tremor on the ground silenced everyone present. They glanced at the low-eyed old man in fear, and finally chose to sit down tacitly.
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"It seems that everyone is here." After the thatched house fell silent, the first old man finally spoke slowly. "Isn't there anyone who betrayed tradition here?"
"..."
No one dared to talk rashly—although it was about to lose all decentness, these elders still kept the necessary respect in front of the great descendants of Dahe.
That's right, the old man's name is Muran Dahe. He uses Dahe as his surname, and is a direct descendant of the legendary Dahe wandering ancestor.
It is also the elder among the elders of the river dwellers.
Unlike other elders, Mulan has never been an arrogant person-even in the eyes of many elders, Mulan may be the only one who really cares about the tradition of the big river nomads.
In the past, Mulan has always played the role of a mascot among the big river wanderers. He rarely appears in the sight of ordinary people. He does not seem to control any industry. He just abides by the ancient traditions and wanders in the manga river all day long. on.
However, it was such a mascot that suddenly appeared when the elders were helpless collectively, and then showed something beyond everyone's imagination.
All the elders clearly remembered their situation when they received Muran's letterhead-when the letterhead was opened, the smoke of the air turned into Muran's appearance!
Even more frightening is that if the person who opens the letterhead is not the recipient, Smoky Mullin will also directly kill the person who opens the letterhead without mercy.
The illusion of smoke and blood dripping made the elders realize the ability of this old guy who had never shown the mountains and the water, so he finally chose to come to the meeting.
"You disappointed me." Muran's tone was very calm, and it seemed that he had been prepared for no one's response. "Your greed and ignorance betrayed the great traditions of the past. You have forgotten the most important things of the big river wanderers-our legacy The world is independent and does not contact mortals, so it can survive for a long time."
The elders remained silent.
No one can deny Mulan’s accusation-because as the person with the highest status, he has never used this status to take the initiative to gain anything... Although this accusation made the elders uncomfortable, no one chose to speak after all. .
"I have no intention of judging the past." Fortunately, Mulan did not grasp the errors of the elders and continued to criticize. After glancing at the old guys who were sitting on the needle felt, he spoke again, "The big river wanderers embarked on a wrong Road, and everything that involves too much ~EbookFREE.me~ When everything is turbulent, we will not be able to be alone-this must change!"
"The great descendant of the great river." A white-haired old man headed under Muran stood up and prostrate, prostrate to the ground, "The ignorant civilians have been completely fooled by the betrayal, and our language is no longer worth it above the big river. mention……"
"So, I found you." Muran seemed to care nothing about the compliment in his tone. The tone was still calm and deserted. "The betrayer will die in the morning mist of Kumanggu-and you, need and Together, I will re-direct the river wanderers and return to the right path... Put away your greed and short-sightedness, the turmoil of the world is imminent, and we must not be involved!"
Will the betrayer die in the morning mist of Kumanggu? !
Hearing Muran's words, all the elders were in a fiery mood!
As long as the guy named Drizzt is finished... Those stupid civilians will not return to our leadership!
As for what real tradition... Which elder would care?
In the first seat, Muran seemed to perceive everyone's thoughts. He waved his hand gently. A hazy smoke finally dispersed, and in the elder's queue, a person suddenly twitched and fell to the ground.
"Dare the traitor come to participate in my meeting?" Muran opened his eyes rare. "What gave you this courage?"
In the thatched hut, the crowd was silent again-after a long time, these elders finally chose to prostrate and bow down.
And when the elders prowled, they found that even at this moment, Muran was still sitting on the boat-at the foot of Muran, a small, bathtub-like boat was floating quietly. In the mist.
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