"Elder Zulwan." Freya held her paws and lowered her head awkwardly. Zulwan made way for him, and the elderly, the weak, women and children behind him immediately rushed forward. Several old ladies held food wrapped in dry lotus leaves above their heads, bowed deeply to Freya, and then placed the food respectfully in front of her. Some women and children also knelt down behind their elders, and a few clever and weird little wild kids kowtowed and secretly winked at Freya. Freya stood there stiffly, accepting the worship of these druids. This was the first time Leo saw Freya not lose her mind in the face of food. Seeing this scene, Leo somewhat understood why Freya left the tribe. Too restrained, no way to let myself go! Finally, a young woman held a baby in her arms and carefully placed it in front of Freya. The baby was sleeping, breathing weakly and looking pale. Freya stared at the baby and shook her head firmly: "I don't eat children!"
Leo guided silently: "Is there a possibility that instead of asking you to eat, you are asked to treat it?" "Oh..." Freya breathed a sigh of relief and nodded with a somewhat disappointed look. She stretched out her front paws and began to inflate. The hair on her body stood up one by one, gradually emitting a green light. The green lights continued to gather towards her outstretched front paws, forming a ball of light the size of a football. As her claws loosened, the green ball of light fell down, hit the wild baby, and exploded. The wild baby's body quickly regained its color, then he opened his eyes and began to cry loudly. The baby's mother cried with joy, held the baby in her arms, and kowtowed to Freya repeatedly. Freya bent down and touched the young mother's forehead with her claws, and the other party stepped back with many thanks. Leo was also stunned. He didn't expect that this stupid groundhog had this trick. This is magic! But that's true. An elf druid can turn into a bear, so it makes sense for him to be able to perform rejuvenation or cure diseases. After the villagers dispersed, Leo sneered, "Accepting the kneeling worship of elders will shorten your life." Freya wiped the non-existent sweat from her face. She successfully cast a druid spell, which made her feel very accomplished. The whole rat suddenly became much more active. Hearing Leo's ridicule, Freya put her hands on her hips and said, "Elder? I'm eighty years old!" "You are eighty years old?" Leo was mad. He is eighty years old but still has the intelligence of an eight-year-old? Freya showed off her big belly and explained proudly: "The normal lifespan of an elf is 800 years, you ignorant human child!" Following Zulwan into the village and all the way to the lord's house in the deepest part, Leo saw a three-meter-high statue in front of the gate of the lord's house. The statue is carved from a huge tree that is so thick that two people can hug it together. Although its shape is very similar to that of a giant bear, the details such as the shape of its head, claws, and teeth still reveal that it is a groundhog. This is a groundhog standing up and roaring with its mouth open.
"This is my teacher, the leader of the Savage Cult! The guardian of the forest! The Archdruid! Bobak Marimotas!" Freya introduced herself to Leo proudly, and then pointed at herself. "And me! The future leader of the Savage Cult! The future guardian of the forest! The future archdruid! Hehe!" "It sounds very impressive. It's true that like teacher, like disciple will be produced!" Leo praised generously. Freya smiled happily when she heard this. She accidentally dropped a bag of lotus leaves in her arms, and the food inside scattered all over the floor. She quickly lay on the ground in panic and stretched out her tongue to lick the food. During a casual chat with the wild elder Zurwan, Leo learned the origin of this groundhog statue. It turned out that Freya's teacher, the elf druid Bobak, had come to the Wolf-Driving Plains decades ago and rescued this tribe of wild people. Ancestor worship has been prevalent in the North since ancient times, and it has the same roots as the shamanism of the orcs. At the same time, it also does not reject the druid beliefs of the elves. The living environment of the wild people naturally fits the teachings of the druid wild sect. Therefore, some of the druid knowledge and concepts that the druid Bobak left behind during his stay in the Wolf-Driving Plains were regarded as creeds by the wild people, and over the decades, a large number of believers were developed. Of course, these believers are pan-believers, and like most people in the North, they believe in both the ancestor gods of Shamanism and the natural gods of Druidism. In their eyes, the elven druids who can transform into animal forms are undoubtedly the incarnation of gods. When Freya fell from the sky and came to the wild tribe, Zulwan thought it was Bobak coming again, but it turned out to be Freya, Bobak's disciple. "So, you fell down because you were trying to eat honey on the edge of the cliff and got stung by a bee?" After listening to Zurwan's story, Leo was speechless. At first, he thought that Freya had some tragic past. It turns out that you didn’t want to mention it because you were too stupid! Freya stammered, looking aggrieved as she argued, "The teacher has been hibernating for two months and didn't prepare any food for me. I haven't eaten for two months!" "These bees are nasty, they sting my nostrils!" Sitting down in the lord's house, Leo slowly explained his purpose: "I came here this time to visit as a neighbor, with no ill intentions." "Riverbend Camp is not a knight's frontier. It is just the only place a group of homeless refugees can find to stay." "I believe you have seen that our military force is not strong. It is even difficult for us to deal with the Kobolds." Zurwan stared at Leo, his eyes seemed to want to penetrate his soul and see into his heart. No one will show weakness before a negotiation. Even the weaker party with a huge disparity in strength will package itself as much as possible. Leo recounted the reasons and process of his village's migration to the river bend, and described in detail the wars and deaths on the banks of the Arctic Ice River, as well as the disasters encountered during the migration, releasing the terrifying scenes in the original owner's soul fragments one by one. "Now, after finally settling down the camp, we have discovered the threat of wild boar people." "The wild boars are our common enemy. If we work together to defeat them, I believe the survival of both our tribes will be safer." Elder Zulwan looked at Leo and said, "My child, your sincerity touched me. I am glad that suffering did not destroy you. The Basaka people welcome your arrival. However, we will not join your battle." According to the ancestral legends of the North, the god of war Tyr had a hundred sons, who branched out in the North and formed a hundred clans. In addition to the eldest son Odalov, and several sons such as Frelov and Isharov who later became thousand-year-old family surnames in the North, there are also some descendants such as Basaka and Lavard, who are also regarded as ancestors by many clans.
Basaka means "warrior in bear skin". Basaka people are the self-proclaimed names of the wild people in the area of Qulangyuan.
