Come to another world and become a lord

Chapter 148 The Tribe’s Thoughts

The bonfire was burning, lighting up the entire camp. Laughter and joy were heard one after another, and the air was filled with the aroma of barbecue and the mellow aroma of goat milk wine. This was a grand celebration banquet held in the tribe. The warriors sat around the bonfire, sharing their battle stories, the women were busy preparing all kinds of delicious food, and the children were playing around. The camp was surrounded by a festive atmosphere for a while.

As the chief contributor, Karl was naturally invited as well. He was even arranged to sit on the main seat, side by side with Great Khan Akitila, and Nura was on his right.

The Great Khan was extremely satisfied. He raised his glass and praised loudly:

"Karl, it was your wisdom that saved the tribe. Today we celebrate not only the victory, but also you! It is you who brought us hope."

The soldiers shouted in unison and raised their glasses in salute, while Carl accepted it all with a smile and drank the wine in one gulp.

Just after he finished drinking the cup, he saw Nura holding the glass towards him:

"This is a toast to you. You have helped all of us."

Carl nodded, filled his glass again, clinked glasses with Noura and drank it all.

"Good, that's great! No worse than the men in our grassland!" Then he heard a strong voice praising. When he put down the wine glass, he saw a tall and mighty man with a beard holding up the wine glass and facing him.

And Akitila also introduced at this time:

"This is Bakhtar, Khan of the Chagha tribe."

"Karl, I admire your wisdom. Our tribe needs talents like you. I'll drink first as a token of my respect!" Bakhtar said as he drained the wine in the glass.

"Oh, oh~" Carl nodded and drank the wine in a hurry.

Just as he was about to put down his glass, he saw another thin man standing up and raising his glass to him:

"Karl, you are a friend worth making!"

"This is Tarbat, the Khan of the Black Eagle Tribe."

Is this considered... drinking culture? After a few drinks in a row, Carl felt a little dizzy, but he couldn't refuse the other party's hospitality, so he raised his glass again.

Later, those who came to toast included Khan Solga of the Red Blood Tribe, a burly and gloomy man with several scars on his face, and Alma of the Egret Tribe, the only woman among the many Khans, with a tall stature and a beautiful face.

I don't know how many people were toasted in one round, but Carl was drunk and felt dizzy. This kind of drinking culture also existed in his previous world, but it has been gradually abandoned with the passage of time. However, here, this era is still very popular.

After a round of toasts, the young tribal women sang and danced around the campfire, and the atmosphere of the banquet gradually reached a climax.

At this moment, Akitila suddenly raised his glass and said to Karl:

"Karl, you are our hero, you deserve a reward, tell me, what do you want?"

Half drunk, Carl had an idea that this might be his chance to leave here.

He shook his head hard to keep himself awake, and then said:

"Great Khan, I have defended you against the orcs. I would be grateful if you could let me go back."

As soon as these words were spoken, the whole place fell silent. The originally lively atmosphere immediately cooled. Several leaders put down their wine glasses and looked at the Khan expressionlessly. At this time, Noura looked at Karl with a hint of worry in her eyes.

A gloomy look flashed across Akitila's face. He neither agreed nor refused, but only expressed his understanding and said:

"We need to think about this matter carefully. I heard from Noura that you were seriously injured before. You might as well rest for a while. We can discuss it again after you recover."

"Yes, that's right!" Noura also shouted immediately, "Karl, you haven't recovered your strength yet, you should have a good rest, and we can talk about leaving later!"

Looking at the sudden change in the atmosphere around him, Carl stopped talking, just nodded in acquiescence, and then drank another glass of wine by himself.

With this little incident, the second half of the banquet was somewhat awkward. Not long after that, the celebration came to an end and people began to leave one after another. Carl was also forced to drink too much, and in the end he was only able to return to his tent with the help of two servants.

However, in the Great Khan's tent, none of the tribal leaders left. They all stared at the Great Khan, waiting for his words, and everyone had a gloomy look on his face.

After a long time, Akitila said slowly:

"It was expected that he would not want to stay."

"This man is too capable. If he cannot be used for our own purposes, it is better to kill him." Bakhtar, Khan of the Chaga tribe, said in a low voice with a hint of ruthlessness in his tone.

"Yes, letting him go back will become a hidden danger." Khan Tarbat of the Black Hawk tribe also echoed.

"What?" Nura shouted at this time, "He just saved us and the tribe, and you want to kill him!"

"Princess, we are also thinking about the tribe. You have seen the weapons he made. How can we let the tiger go back to the mountains?" Sogar, Khan of the Red Blood Tribe, shouted with a firm voice.

"Karl has just helped us, but instead of being grateful, you are thinking of harming him. If you do this, where will be the reputation of the Great Khan? Where will be the honor of the tribe?" Nura shouted again.

“Princess, if we really let him go back, I’m afraid we will never be able to go south.” Bakhtar replied.

"We no longer need to go south. We are capable of resisting the orcs!"

"Really?" This time it was Thorgar who spoke, "Just because we have weapons to fight against the orcs, we don't have to go south?"

"The southern bastards are living a good life, but we have to suffer in this bitter and cold land and even have to protect them from the orcs. Why?" Talbat shouted.

"Not only are they ungrateful, they call us barbarians and are wary of us every day," Bakhtar said with resentment in his tone.

"But this cannot be a reason for us to repay kindness with enmity!" Nura continued to argue.

"What kind of kindness is there for a Southern bastard!" shouted Thorgar.

As soon as these words came out, Nura's eyes widened and she looked at Sogar in disbelief. Just as she was about to start cursing, the Great Khan Akitila suddenly shouted:

"enough!"

The surroundings quickly became quiet, and the Great Khan sighed helplessly. He first looked at the Khans of the tribes, then looked at his daughter, and then said:

"Nura is right. We must not be unreasonable to those who have done us a favor. But what you all said also makes sense. We must not let Karl go!"

"But, Daddy..."

"Nura, you should be able to distinguish the interests involved." The Khan said again.

"I understand, but it's too unkind to do this..." Noura lowered her head with some guilt.

At this moment, Alma, the Khan of the Egret Tribe, who had been silent for a long time, suddenly said:

"In fact, this is not difficult. He grew up in the kingdom and was made a viscount. It is natural for him to be loyal to his country. We just need to wait and see. During this period, the Great Khan can give him more rewards, such as gold, silver, beauties, delicious food and wine. More importantly, find a way to let him start a family here. After a long time, he will naturally be reluctant to leave~"

Hearing Alma's words, the Great Khan stroked his beard and nodded:

"Well, that's one way."

Then he turned to his daughter and said:

"Although I won't let go of the person, I will try my best to make up for it with other things. What do you think?"

Noura frowned, a hint of hesitation flashed in her eyes, but she finally gave in:

"Follow Daddy's arrangements."