212 Canuck (9,000 Words Long Chapter, 7,000 Words Still Being Edited)

"Dude, you're just going to let us drink beer?"

Rumlow said to Steve while holding a can of beer on the table.

The table was covered with barbecued meats. As we all know, the food culture there does not eat offal very much, so except for large pieces of barbecued meats such as ribs and legs, there was nothing else on the table.

"I think it's pretty good."

Matthew picked up a piece of smoked ribs and stuffed it into his mouth, chewing heavily.

There are not many changes that can be made in the heat of American barbecue. On the contrary, each store pays more attention to the sauce.

This street shop is not as high-end as paying attention to the taste of the heat.

In high-end stores, Steve's salary is not enough.

"By the way, can this store bring its own drinks?"

Jessica poked the barbecue on the plate with her fork. She was not used to drinking local beer. Jessica, who was used to drinking strong liquor, had little interest in the beer itself.

"After eating these, I realized what was missing from my life in the Holy Mountain."

Luke's mouth was full of words, and his body was still shaking as he spoke.

He has a very black style, and his previous stability is not visible at all.

"Speaking of which, I just want to know why there are black bread everywhere on the Holy Mountain. Not everyone likes the taste of that thing, right?"

Rumlow poured a sip of beer into his mouth, and then spoke to the people present enthusiastically.

"Who knows, on the contrary, every time I go to the blacksmith shop to find Bulcasso, my staple food is black bread. But I haven't seen that milk elsewhere."

Jessica took out the wine that Orak gave her from her backpack. This large can was at least five or six liters. Even if she was an alcoholic, she couldn't drink it all at once.

"Which ancestor's collection is this?"

Rumlow smelled the aroma of wine, stuffed a big mouthful of meat into his mouth, grabbed the wine Jessica took out, and poured it into the glass.

Jessica took back the wine can angrily and filled a beer glass for everyone present. Then she shook the can and confirmed the inventory before speaking.

"Ancestor Banar, congratulations to Orak on getting an heir."

Jessica put the jar back into her backpack and picked up the cup in front of her.

"Come, to Harrogath! To Bulcaisso! Cheers!"

Jessica held her wine glass high and said words of celebration that outsiders could not understand.

"For Harrogath! For Bulcaisel! Cheers!"×4

Steve joined in the toast without any surprise.

The moment the wine entered his mouth, the burning sensation like a flame made Steve unbearable.

It's not that he has never drank strong alcohol before, but even the strongest alcohol he has ever drunk does not feel like his whole body is on fire.

"This wine is different from the collection of ancestor Madoc. It's a bit rough."

Luke let out a long breath with his mouth open.

"What kind of treasure does Mardoc have? Didn't he drink all his treasures before he died in battle? Most of the 'treasures' he mentioned were taken from other ancestors."

Rumlow said faintly as he savored the taste of the wine.

"The wine Luke drank last time was from Bulcasso's collection. I heard it was the original version. Later, Bulcasso's technology became better, so he gave that batch of wine to the ancestors."

Matthew, who had heard a lot of ancestor gossip from Reko, put down his cup and said.

Steve looked at the people in front of him with a smile. He couldn't join in when talking about the holy mountain of Harrogas.

It seems that he is about the same age as several people here, but Steve, who has been sleeping for nearly fifty years, is an out-and-out old man.

But my mentality is still the same as when I was young.

"You are different from me. I saw Orak pass by."

Jessica swallowed the wine in her mouth, made an exaggerated sound unique to drunkards, and then spoke.

Among these barbarian recruits, only Jessica is the chosen heir, and she is the only one who does not have to figure out how to understand her leader.

"Aurark in the picture is really wild, and his posture of killing demons wantonly is quite handsome!"

Jessica's words made Luke feel a little bit disgusted.

"Speaking of pictures, except for Jessica, everyone basically sees the pictures of Bulcasso, right?"

Matthew stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth. Although he didn't stay on the Holy Mountain as long as Rumlow and the others, he was still a little greedy.

"Speaking of Bulcaisso, what will the successor he chooses see? Will he see the general process of Bulcaisuo's battle like us?"

Rumlow clinked glasses with Steve and then said.

"Who knows, I think it might be different from what we saw."

Luke took a big gulp of wine, and then spoke vaguely.

The drink he drank just now was a bit violent, which made his tongue numb.

"That's true, but it has nothing to do with us."

Jessica glanced at Steve, who was a little embarrassed, and planned to change the topic.

"It's surprising that Captain America is still alive."

"Indeed, I was surprised too."

Nick Fury pushed open the door of the private room with some difficulty, walked directly to Steve and sat down next to him.

Rumlow looked at Nick Fury with disgust.

"This is?"

Jessica took a sip from the wine glass, and the private room was completely enveloped in the smell of strong liquor.

"Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D. is ruthless and ruthless, even capable of killing me, a hero, just to maintain stability."

Rumlow picked up the glass and took a swig.

"Are you the one who asked Bulcasso to punish you personally? I have to say that this is quite impressive."

Matthew picked up a steak and stuffed it into his mouth.

Nick Fury was indeed a big shot in their eyes before, but not now.

"SHIELD is actually not as bad as Rumlow said, but his intentions are good."

Steve glanced at Nick Fury with disgust, then explained.

"The purpose is good, but you can use shady methods to do things? The purple man's body is still on display in SHIELD's research room."

Rumlow said with some contempt.

If it weren't for the Purple Man's ability, Bucky Barnes would have blown Nick Fury's head off.

"Bang!"

The sudden loud noise was when Jessica smashed the wine glass on the table. Although the Purple Man was no longer a nightmare for her, that guy could still make Jessica angry!

"You didn't destroy that bastard as promised, and you're still researching it!?"

Jessica had already taken out the hand axe.

No one here knew anything about Jessica's past, maybe Nick Fury knew a little bit.

After all, he personally issued the order to investigate the news about the Purple Man.

"Jessica?"

Luke stood up and looked at Nick Fury with hostility in his eyes.

Although he didn't know why Jessica was angry, he knew that as a barbarian he would not release his anger for no reason.

Coupled with his good impression of Jessica, he stood up immediately.

"It seems like this 'Purple Man' is not a good thing. He is really troublesome."

Matthew picked up the cup and drank the strong wine inside, and then a mace and a hand ax appeared on his waist.

The two-handed giant hammer belonging to Rumlow also appeared at Rumlow's feet.

"I think this is not the topic we should talk about, but it seems that Nick Fury's research is a very dangerous thing."

Rumlow didn't stand up, but his attitude was clear.

His attitude was marked by a tone of contempt and disgust.

Steve drank in silence. Although he didn't like Nick Fury's style, it was a bit reluctant for him to express hostility directly.

Anyway, when Nick Fury appears, he is basically a stand-in, so missing one or two does not seem to be a big deal.

"That is research that can reduce agent casualties and is very useful on the road to maintaining peace."

Nick Fury didn't do anything special. He picked up a steak from the table and ate it.

"Who knows if you will do something disgusting with that ability? Who can guarantee it!?"

Jessica's hair was tangled automatically, and her anger was almost full.

"No one can guarantee it, not me, not Steve."

Nick Fury raised his eyes and glanced at Jessica, then lowered his head and continued eating the barbecue.

"Just like no one can guarantee that Bulcaisel will not go on a killing spree, power has always been like this. So SHIELD can only collect more power and use sacrifices to maintain peace and security."

Nick Fury swallowed the food that was not fully chewed in his mouth, and then spoke silently.

"Okay, Director! Stop playing the sad drama. It was never you who sacrificed, but people like me and Steve. We paid the price, and you 'maintained' the peace."

Rumlow grabbed a piece of meat and looked at it, as if he were bored.

"For example, this piece of meat, who can guarantee that it will not be in danger? For example, will I eat it?"

"What I do is to give the 'meat' more time and make the guys who want to eat the earth pay the price!"

Nick Fury took Steve's glass and poured it over the meat.

"Now, he's not as tasty."

"But I just like the taste."

Rumlow stuffed the meat soaked in liquor into his mouth.

"It's just that I haven't lit a fire yet, and I don't have the ability to buy the time to light it."

Nick Fury looked up at Rumlow, but Jessica was ignored by him.

"So, you want us to be the group of people fighting for time, even if it means sacrifice?"

Matthew was facing Nick Fury, and he could hear Nick Fury's heartbeat. The unchanging heartbeat at least showed that Nick Fury was serious.

"Fuck the sacrifice, I want you to destroy the purple man's body!"

Jessica bent down and stared into Nick Fury's one eye.

Luke walked to the door, blocking the way in and out.

He knew this well, he always did it when he was in elementary school, cleaning up punks in the bathroom.

"If you can help me buy time to light the fire, I can destroy the purple man's body as a condition."

Nick Fury already knew what Steve wanted to do, and the Avengers were originally his plan.

Now that there is a possibility of forming the Avengers, Nick Fury does not intend to stay out.

In a few words, he had taken control of the matter from Steve.

"It's impossible, we won't be your subordinates."

Rumlow was devouring the meat and already had one hand on the handle of the giant hammer.

If Nick Fury is going to say anything outrageous, then he can say goodbye to this life substitute.

"This is also my purpose. Although I don't intend to listen to Nick Fury's command, we need logistics."

"team leader?"

Although Matthew already knew that Steve had something to say, he didn't expect it to be this.

"Rumlow, once a combatant of Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D., now has extraordinary power, but do you know what atonement you have to do next?"

Nick Fury glanced at Rumlow, completely ignoring the threat of the giant hammer.

"Luke Cage, a street hero. Overall, he's pretty good, but he never knew how to be cautious. Do you know what to do to minimize the impact on civilians?"

Nick Fury turned his head and glanced at Luke Cage, who was blocking the door behind him. Then he said to Matthew:

"Matthew Murdoch, or should I call you Daredevil? Do you know how many manufacturers and channels Kingpin's dark side empire has? It can only be like a fly in a bottle, constantly getting bigger. transport."

Nick Fury looked at Jessica, who was still angry.

"Jessica Jones, I have to say I'm sorry. We are committed to solving superpower crimes, but we never noticed a victim like you right under our noses."

Nick Fury stood up with some difficulty and bowed to Jessica to apologize.

"But in order to prevent more people from suffering the torture you have suffered, I hope you can accept S.H.I.E.L.D."

The way Nick Fury is staggering due to his injuries is quite confusing to be honest, at least it makes people less hostile towards him.

"I don't need it."

Jessica looked at Nick Fury, her tone contained anger, and she spoke word by word, but she sat on the chair for a while, took out the remaining liquor and poured it into her mouth.

"Jessica, that's the wine to celebrate your rebirth, and it's not suitable to drink at this time. I still have some savings, and I'll take you to the bar for a drink later."

Luke opened the door behind him, walked to Jessica's side and took the jar with some force.

But his attitude showed that he was also shaken by Nick Fury's words.

"What do you represent? SHIELD? Are you talking about the help you can provide us?"

Matthew wanted to be calmer. Sitting opposite Nick Fury, he put his hands on the table and spoke calmly.

"He can, although I don't like him either."

Steve said this, and then looked at Rumlow beside him.

"I said, I don't accept SHIELD's command."

Rumlow looked at Steve, determined.

"Then let me take command! You can trust me!"

Steve stood up.

"What I originally wanted to say was for everyone to form a team to deal with things that shouldn't exist. Now that I've said that, I have nothing to hesitate."

Steve picked up the beer in front of him and drank heavily.

The feeling of the cold beer passing through his esophagus relaxed him a little.

"We will figure out what we need from SHIELD's information, but we will not act without knowing anything. I can guarantee this!"

"Steve, is the historical you the real you?"

Matthew's tone was a little cold.

With a background in law, he has doubts about many things, including the story of Captain America.

Studying law will make a person lose his sensibility little by little, and Matthew will not make a choice after a passionate speech.

"I can only use time to prove it."

A series of discussions made this originally cheerful dinner too tense.

"Give us some time, something like this can't be determined right then and there."

Rumlow finished the glass of wine, picked up the giant hammer and hung it back on his waist, and was the first to turn around and leave.

"I hope no one puts any gadgets in my apartment."

Rumlow's voice came from outside the door, threatening Nick Fury.

"Jessica, let's go to a drunken bar. I heard that two people drinking drunkenly can get through difficult times twice as fast."

Luke invited Jessica.

"Come on Luke. This isn't the dinner we were promised."

Jessica took the wine can back from Luke's hand and put it in her backpack.

Luke opened his hands and led Jessica out of the restaurant.

"Of course not, although I would love to have dinner with you seven days a week."

Luke's voice came, accompanied by the sound of a fist hitting his waist.

Nick Fury straightened up and looked at Matthew in front of him.

"I don't think an organization that knows those guys exist and does nothing is as noble as you suggest. But I can take a moment to make sure."

Matthew put away his weapon, took his coat from the hanger, and left silently.

Now only Steve and Nick Fury were left in the room.

"Nick Fury, although I am just a soldier, I am not as stupid as you think."

Steve looked at Nick Fury with an angry look.

Nick Fury's constant comments are undoubtedly trying to get the team's attention.

Especially starting before the squad is even formed.

"If I don't say this, they will eventually think of it. It's better to solve the problem from the beginning and prevent hidden dangers."

Nick Fury sat on the chair for a while, then picked up the barbecue from the table and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I won't completely trust you because of what you did."

Steve folded his arms in front of him and looked at Nick Fury.

"I know, so this team will only be in your hands, and SHIELD will only provide logistical support."

…

"It seems that he is very important to you?"

Gu Yi had just seen off Emperor Weishan and moved out a bench to sit on a rock on the side of the mountain.

Bulcasso was sitting cross-legged next to her.

Ancient Yi said while looking at Rorshacha who was wielding a weapon on the other side.

"Yes, but I can't remember why he is important. I only remember that I need a strong and determined successor."

Bulcasso took out a bottle of strong liquor and poured it into his mouth.

"Aren't you affected by alcohol? Every time I see you, I feel like you are constantly drinking."

Gu Yi took out another can of sparkling water from his sleeve, inserted a straw into it and drank slowly.

"Alcohol? That won't affect our bodies yet. We just need something more exciting."

Bulcasso looked at Rorschach, his eyes twinkling.

"When do you plan to go to Odin?"

Ancient One asked.

After Odin felt Bulcaisuo's momentum, he immediately contacted Ancient One.

He plans to make an appointment to meet at a new time, and this time the time will be decided by Bulkesso.

"Then let's do it tomorrow. If we just meet, it doesn't seem to delay anything."

Bulcaisel's tone was rare and calm.

"Little girl, when can you take me to see that Emperor Weishan? Or bring them over to see me?"

Warusk suddenly appeared here and spoke to Ancient One.

Including the time of death, Volusk has existed for nearly two thousand years.

There's nothing wrong with calling Gu Yi a little girl.

"You're here again, Warusk! Do you still remember that you are dead?"

Bulkaiso said without looking back. For the relatively lustful immortal king Volusk, Bulkaiso still couldn't stand it after so many years.

"But I still exist, unlike..."

Warusk's voice gradually disappeared, and the second half of the sentence was completely silent.

"I can ask Ao Shutu for you. Maybe she also wants to return to Earth to take a look."

Gu Yi didn't pay attention to Warusk's words and said with a smile.

"That's best, but what are you going to do with your apprentice, the little mage?"

Warusk was talking about Casillas, who had only gone through one trial.

He would have to wait until he passed Canuck's fifth trial before he could be called a barbarian. There was no problem in calling him a little mage now.

"Casillas? Maybe he no longer wants to be a mage after he understands what justice is.

Basically, none of my disciples have any special talents. Maybe it's because I, the teacher, don't teach well. "

Gu Yi said casually.

Not many of her disciples have truly achieved anything, and even those who want to inherit the position of Supreme Mage have to wait until Strange arrives.

And Tony, who is now living a "full" life in a cave in Afghanistan, also has a chance.

"Mage is a profession that emphasizes talent. Knowledge and power always interact with each other."

Bulkesso thought of Li Min.

That mage was not highly regarded when she was in Xiansai Academy, but she grew rapidly in battle with her talent.

Later, after reading countless books, Li Min was already so powerful that it was difficult to understand.

Who among the old guys at Xiansai Academy didn't stare with wide eyes as they watched Li Min become the strongest mage in the world in less than thirty years?

Mages need talent and knowledge too much.

"It's as if barbarians don't need talent."

When Warusk said this, his eyes were fixed on Rorschach. He was still very concerned about this talented newcomer.

"Bulkasso, really can't I let him follow me for a while?"

Warusk is still trying.

"After that time has passed, I will no longer dictate his path. Didn't I also follow several ancestors in the trial back then?"

Bulcaisel reached out and touched the snow on the ground.

"But speaking of heirs, everyone will remember you as the heir to Anda Korgas."

Warusk said in a strange tone.

"But now everyone calls me Bulkesso."

Bulkesso did not continue to talk to Warusk.

He just looked at the snow on the sacred mountain of Harrogas without saying a word.

…

"Barton! How on earth did I think you had talent!"

Olongus shouted angrily.

Hawkeye certainly has talent, but his talent is more in mid- and long-range attacks.

Having him abandon his previous habit of linking swordsmanship to learning to wield a handaxe makes him slow in melee combat.

"I really didn't expect that."

Hawkeye muttered quietly.

This repetitive swinging of weapons was much harder than he thought.

The centers of gravity of hand axes and long swords are completely different, making them very awkward to swing.

"What didn't you expect? Didn't you expect your weapon combat to be so bad!?"

Olongus was extremely impatient. He originally thought that Madoc was the worst offender, but he didn't expect that he would be even worse off.

Luke Cage's body is just uncoordinated, and there have been obvious changes after acquiring the Nephalem bloodline.

But Hawkeye's problem is not that he is uncoordinated, but that his previous fighting style is somewhat ingrained.

"I may not be able to help you win in a month. After all, I can't even swing an ax now."

Hawkeye said without any pressure, and then he was hit in the head by a black bread shot.

"I don't plan to let you beat that little girl in close combat! But you'd better pass my first trial with your poor close combat method!"

In the first trial secret realm, you can only bring specified things. Hawkeye will have to bring a small hand axe to kill a team of fallen demons and a small group of rats.

Even if Orlongus is not as good at close combat as other ancestors, it is no pressure for him to pick up weapons and kill a few demons.

But Hawkeye is different. If he can't win in the battle, it will be troublesome.

Olongus is not like a designated heir. After all, he didn't care much about the heir.

Which barbarian doesn't want to understand the talent after being strong enough?

The barbarians who mastered the talent of nowhere to escape have some incense and affection with Orlongus.

"Olongus, it seems that your progress is not very good."

Cassius came over with Natasha.

Although Cassius only relies on his fists, he still knows how to use weapons.

But compared to his fist, the combat effectiveness of Cassius's weapon is a bit unbearable.

For him, weapons may be a seal.

"You bastard, get away at least fifty meters!"

When Olongus saw Cassius appear in front of him, he was like a cat whose tail was stepped on.

"Are you afraid that I will rush up to hit you? That's not necessary."

Cassius said with a smile:

"I just came to see your progress, and by the way, see if I have any experience to learn."

Cassius's training of Natasha was also a bit difficult.

Natasha and Hawkeye have similar problems, that is, they can't change their fighting habits.

Natasha is used to fighting with various means, which is not in harmony with Cassius's style of rushing up to knock down the opponent.

Although Natasha performed well in the weapon mastery course, after all, the hand axe is also a type of weapon she is more familiar with.

"Then why don't you go to Kolik, isn't he also training newcomers?"

Olongus was a little suspicious.

"He's with Maddock, I can't go there."

Cassius still remembered that he beat up Kolik on a whim.

He was afraid that when he went there, Maddock would strangle him and beat him up.

This was not the first time.

Madock liked to join in the fun, and Kolik would take revenge.

He would probably become a punching bag if he met these two guys.

"Why don't you bring Kotur with you? Let him strangle Maddock's neck, and then you and Kolik will fight one-on-one!"

Olongus said as he waved his hand to signal Hawkeye to take a break.

People who haven't received the Nephalem bloodline can't sustain continuous training.

"I can't beat Kolik."

Cassius grinned.

"So you mean you can beat me! If you have the guts, get out fifty meters away and we'll have another fight!"

Olongus was furious.

He still remembered that he was knocked down by Cassius with three punches and two kicks.

"We are only two meters apart now. I advise you to think before you speak."

Cassius clenched his fist, and a series of cracking sounds came out of his finger bones.

"XXXX!"

Olongus said a string of words that could not be displayed, and then turned around and took Hawkeye to change places.

At this distance, it would not take a blink of an eye for Cassius to shove his fist into his throat. Orlongus did not intend to be stubborn.

"Okay Natasha, go and rest first. That's all for today."

Cassius said casually.

On the other side, Orlongus also said similar words to Hawkeye.

"What is our dinner?"

Natasha stroked her hair in a charming manner. This was not intentional to seduce Cassius.

It's just that she has long been accustomed to this kind of behavior.

"There is a warehouse next to the dormitory, full of food."

Cassius said casually.

Natasha waved her hand to call Hawkeye, and the two walked towards the dormitory.

"You asked them to go to the food storage room of Bulkatho? The black bread in there can break the teeth of a hard-haired mouse!"

Olongus looked at Cassius as if he was looking at Bar.

"Didn't those guys from Rumlow eat that?"

Cassius didn't quite understand what Orlongus was shocked about.

"Don't worry about that. That little girl is very smart and can't be hungry. Tell me how you plan to make that kid change his habits?"

"I plan to let you teach him. If he doesn't do it standardly, you will let you beat him. Anyway, you are very familiar with this job. Every time you beat me, I have two black circles under my eyes, no more, no less!"

Olongus got angry and his voice became louder and louder.

"That's a way, but I don't know if they can take it."

Cassius took it seriously.

Then he disappeared from Orlongus' sight.

Olongus turned around and went directly to find the old general Quarkak.

Quarkak had seen countless recruits, and he must have a way to deal with this problem.

Orlongus wanted to see how Natasha, who was in pain from being beaten by Cassius, would break through Barton's attack range.

On the other side, Natasha and Hawkeye, who had just found food, looked at the cold and hard black bread on the ground and wanted to eat it.

Hawkeye picked up a piece of bread and tried to take a bite. The hard bread made his teeth hurt a little.

"Do you have anything else to eat? Natasha, I remember you always bring a few pieces of chocolate."

Hawkeye waved the bread in his hand, as if he had found the feeling of swinging an axe.

"Is it really so bad?"

Natasha took out two pieces of chocolate from the small pocket on her belt and handed one to Hawkeye.

Hawkeye glanced at Natasha and casually smashed the black bread against the wall, making a thump thump thump sound.

"Well, it seems that I have to think of a way, otherwise the little food I brought will not be enough to survive tomorrow."

Natasha also picked up a piece of black bread in a bad mood and walked away.

Maybe I can find a container to melt some snow water and soak it so that I can swallow it.

...

"Why does my teacher always keep us away from the power of the dark dimension, but she obviously controls that dimension. Isn't she too selfish!"

Casillas and Canuk sat in front of the fire, toasting black bread.

This thing will not become soft after baking, but it will be warmer.

Casillas kept talking about his previous experiences like a wronged monster.

After saying a few words, he took a bite of the black bread and scraped some crumbs with his front teeth and swallowed them.

"Why did she share her power with you?"

After listening to a long complaint, Canuck asked back in annoyance.

In his opinion, there is only one way to be not strong enough, that is to make yourself stronger.

Casillas nagging for a long time with only one central idea, his teacher has so much power, why not share it with everyone.

This kind of words made Canuck a little fucked up.

So others have wives and children but you don't, so others have to share their wives and children with you?

Why! ?

When they support their families, you don't see you spend a penny.

"Hungry..."

Casillas is used to talking to Canuck, and suddenly Canuck asked him a question that stumped him.

Canuck stuffed the black bread in his hand into Casillas' mouth, and then an uppercut made him successfully become the first person in this group of recruits to bite off the black bread directly.

The price is two front teeth.

"You are so nagging and irresponsible. If I don't train you to be a man who fights with your brain, I will go to Raiko to woo you!"

Kanuk cursed for a long time, and then saw Vida's head popping out from the fire.

"What! Do you want to tell tales?"

Kanuk stared at Vida.

He looked like he would fight if he disagreed with him.

"How could that be? Anyway, you are not afraid of this. It is better to say that you just want such an opportunity. I will not be your mouthpiece."

Vida picked up the black bread that fell on the ground when Casillas fell and put it on the fire to roast.

The days when they can restore their physical bodies once a year make these ancestors a little perverted.

Is it to take a piece of black bread from the warehouse and roast it on the fire? You should know that the original black bread is not so hard. They dried all the moisture to create this black bread that can kill people.

"If you are willing to give me five bottles of Bul-Katho's collection, I will risk being beaten to speak to Reiko on your behalf."

Vida flipped the black bread over the fire, as serious as a scientist studying the degree of change of black bread on the flame.

"Forget it, I'm just talking."

Canuk took off the evil-repelling shoulder armor and wiped it carefully.

Leiko is the leader of the Bull Tribe. After Leiko died in battle, Canuk took over the responsibility of the chieftain and fought for the survival space for the Bull Tribe.

He likes Leiko, but he came too late.

"Leiko's loyalty..."

Canuk whispered the name of Leiko's breastplate. This is Leiko's legend, representing Leiko's faith that has never changed.