Chapter 639
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The meeting was over, but there were still people who stayed.
"Do you really want her to come back? This woman is quite ambitious. "
Ito frowned and asked.
President Marlon nodded thoughtfully.
Ito and Menlo looked at each other, they were confused.
"I don't think this is appropriate. If Leier and Klaus are working together, they might use our weakness to threaten us and make the union their political tool."
Menlo looked seriously at the president and said.
"We all know that she has always wanted the position of president. Leier is definitely not satisfied with the position of vice president. President, she is really dangerous."
"I knew it the moment I saw her. She's small but ambitious. I've met a lot of people, and Layle isn't the only ambitious woman I've met. I know how to deal with people like her."
The president suddenly said.
Hearing this, Ito and Menlo were stunned. They then smiled and said, "So the president already has a plan. No wonder you are so calm."
"The two of us still need to learn from you."
Menlo added.
Maron smiled and said, "Actually, she is not a threat at all. No matter how arrogant she is, she is still a woman. Soon she will realize her true identity."
When Ito and Menlo heard this, their hearts suddenly went cold. They asked, "Could it be? You want to ….. "
"Don't you think that the two of them are a good match?"
"Oh! Yes, you are saying that I understand. This is indeed a match made in heaven. Haha, the president is really smart. I admire you. "
Ito smiled while paying attention to the president's expression.
"It's nothing. I just have a lot of life experience."
Maron waved his hand. He stood up and quickly left.
… …
Baa ~ ~
The sheep moved in the snow. Their hair was dark grey and there was a bright red patch on their backs.
The shepherding villagers were herding the flock of sheep. At this time, footsteps came from the snow. A tall and sturdy villager walked over. His eyebrows were very thick and he looked very spirited.
The shepherd was a skinny old man. He wore a fur coat and stood in the middle of the sheep. He frowned as he looked at the sheep in front of him.
"Abako, what's wrong?"
The tall and sturdy man walked over. His voice was also very loud. Behind him were two rows of deep footprints.
The old man turned his head and said indifferently, "Nuka, you're here. I lost another sheep today. This is the third one."
Hearing this, the burly man called Nuka turned his head to look at the sheep around him. He exhaled a white mist and said, "The third one? When did it start? "
Their clothes were very unique. There were various stone and bone ornaments hanging from the belts around their waists. The hats on their heads looked like flying saucers with two antlers on them. This was the Deer Tribe of the Luas Empire. They worshipped the Deer God and believed that their god was in the shape of a deer.
The old man opened his mouth and said with some unclear articulation, "The first one was a week ago, which was the night of the thunder. A few sheep were frightened and ran out of the fences. I went out to look for it. The thunder that day was very scary. The sky seemed to be covered by a layer of colorful cloth. Ah Long also didn't dare to go out. This is definitely not normal. I took a fork and went out to look for it with fire … "
Nuka listened patiently while nodding his head. The old man would not make a long story short. Many of the older deers were the same. They were very talkative. As a guardian, Nuka was also used to their slow tone and long narration.
"I know. The sheep are in the mountains over there, right?"
After listening, Nuka pointed to a snowy mountain. The old man's words were simple. Every time they passed by that mountain, one sheep would unknowingly disappear. Even the curly-tailed dog didn't notice anything unusual.
"Ah, that mountain has a strange light. In the middle of the night, when everything is asleep, I saw the shadow of Kamrita …"
The old man continued to speak superstitious words. Kamrita was the terrifying Demon King in the Deer Tribe's myths. He had two horns on his head and could use all the magic in the world. As long as he looked at you, you would mysteriously die the next day.
Nuka didn't believe this legend. He nodded and said, "Then I'll go look for it in the mountains. Maybe a demon took the sheep away."
"Ah, you have to be careful …"
"Yes, I know."
Without waiting for the old man to finish, Nuka turned and walked towards the mountain.
The old man looked at his back, his eyes full of uneasiness.
… …
These were the sheep's footprints. They were probably left yesterday.
Nuka squatted in the snow, his left hand on the footprints. His right hand held a strange stick. It looked like a small totem with many animals engraved on it.
"Abag passed by here. A few of the sheep deviated from the path."
He observed the messy footprints on the ground while talking to himself. He followed the footprints and walked forward.
"Abag is very smart. He came to drive away those disobedient sheep."
The footprints gradually became clear. They were no longer repeated and messy. It was obvious that some of the sheep had encountered difficulties here and chose to turn back.
"No! One is missing. One of the sheep didn't go back. The footprints are a little strange. "
He raised his thick eyebrows. The footprints here were a little strange. He couldn't determine what happened here for the time being. He imagined the scene in his mind.
"It kept walking forward. It hid in the snow! It buried itself. "
Nuka quickly dug away the snow. As he dug, he suddenly saw a piece of wool in his hand, but there were no traces of the sheep under the snow.
He continued to look around. There were still Abag's footprints in the snow. It must have found the sheep and circled around it. Nuka could even hear its cries, but Abag was old and his ears were not good. He must not have noticed.
"Then Abag went back. It shouldn't have given up on the sheep that fell behind."
Nuka felt that something was wrong. He raised his head, but there were no traces in the snow in front of him. And obviously, there was no sheep hiding here. Could it be that the sheep just mysteriously disappeared?
He stood up and looked forward, and the sky.
"Kamrita doesn't exist. Something must have taken it."
Suddenly, he took a deep breath and raised the totem in his right hand.
"Great Deer God, please help your people."
He chanted a spell, and the animal on the totem suddenly glowed. He stopped and put the wool in a small mouth of the totem.
Suddenly, the totem sprinkled a large amount of glowing powder. The surrounding snow was like transparent ice, and the light of magic emerged. He shook the totem in front of him. A rabbit glowing with green light jumped out of it. It ran quickly in a direction, leaving a line of green footprints.
This was the magic of the Deer Clan. Their ancestors used this magic to track their prey. They didn't need to hunt now, but this magic was still passed down.
Nuka walked in the direction of the footprints, walking deep into the mountains.
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