868 Eleventh Day of the Silver Moon (8) - Unexpected Discussion

"Get out of my way, guests."

It was Luja, the hunter of the Valve hunt, who approached with such words.

I look back without any thought, I get a little carried away by accident. Instead of him was a giant pitch-black madalama, and the remains of the beast were wrapped around his mouth.

"Lazma's eldest brother, isn't it disrespectful to expose the remains of Lyonne and others before a guest?

Ruja shrugged her shoulder without looking bad as Ryta raised her sharp voice.

"This is your madalama meal. Is Madarama not allowed to eat in public?

"A meal of madalama would be an act of swallowing one's prey? That's how Madarama eats us Namkar humans, too. I don't even think I want to see Rita, like the way Madarama swallows her prey."

"If I were to say that, would it be the same thing for Valve to prey on us? But we don't shun the way Valve shrugs Lionne's guts."

Lyta had a seizure and wiggled her wine red hair.

"Exchanging words with you doesn't make me angry. We're dealing with guests, so we can just disappear."

"Is exchanging words with the Guests only allowed by Namkar and Shautarta humans? Ruja also wants to exchange words with the Guests"

That's what Ruja said. It was Jemd who was quietly eating.

"Besides, Ruja shouldn't be the only one who thinks that way. The others are turning the Guests away from us just now. This is not the case with the opportunity to exchange words with people from the outside world, so it would be natural."

In response to Ruja's words, Hamra and Raal circled their gaze around them.

If I try to imitate that too, a lot of people do keep an eye on us. The approximate seemed to be the young ladies gathered to make supper.

"… do the Guests wish to exchange words with our compatriots?

Eventually, when Hamra questioned him that way, the hunters by the woods gathered their gaze on Donda-Lou.

Donda-Lou, who was drinking Cherio's liquor hanging out, snarls his nose "Humph" as he hangs out.

"I don't mind either, but I don't think many people want that."

"Right. But no more humans can sit on this rug."

To Hamra's words, Ryta stood up "then".

"Lyta is going to feed White. The folks at the woods were talking about having a habit of repelling life blood, so I'm sure they'd be offended by the smell of Lyonne's blood and guts"

"Are you taking that valve? Then you want me to accompany you too!

and Dan-Rutim suddenly lowered his hips.

"Plus, I wanted the other valves to worship me more closely! Would that be an unacceptable act?

"No, I don't mind this one. The Valves must be eating Lyonne's meat in the corner of the rock."

Then Birdu-Fow and Chim-Sudra also wished to accompany them. Rather than being interested in Valve, I guess he thought of giving up his seat for the rest of us.

"... Even if there are two such huge madalamas, there must be some scared toddlers." White "is leaving this place, so shouldn't the Madaramas also leave?

"Humph," Ruja shrugged her shoulder as Ryta told her so in a revelation of her disgust.

"One way or another, it's the one with the other. Didn't you care so much that Ruja asked Tia for a wedding?

"Tia will never give you a wedding with a family of Valve hunters. Nor should Chief Hamra ever allow such imitation."

The matter, I guess, had already been told by Lyta. Hamra remains silent, grinning lightly at Ruja.

Still, Ruja did not look bad, stroking the back of the straw black madalama.

"Because of this, I wanted to introduce my guests to Luja's friend, Belze. Belze, Ruja is going to talk to the guests for a while, so you're going to enjoy your meal with your compatriots."

"Belze"?, "Gazran-Rutim reacted.

"Is the black madalama named Belze? That seems to be the same name as the stone that the Red People use as a sword."

"Uhm. The Belzee stone is also black and hard, so we decided to call this madalama" Belzee ". He's the chief of the Maddalama clan who's closest to Razma."

The black madalama, still holding the beast of Lyonne, raised and lowered his neck as if to say hello.

It is also unbeatable enormity to the white madalama that is forming in Raal's place. The combination of pitch black and pure white madalama never seemed as mysterious as a scene in Migawa.

Incidentally, a beast named Lyonne with "Belze" was somewhere similar in appearance to Hyena. It is about the size of a medium-sized dog and produces rough brown hair all over his body, softening it like a moxican from the top of his head to his back. He had a calm face because he was now desperate, but he looked like he was about to turn into a vicious face as soon as he wrinkled around his nose.

"Now, if you'll excuse me a lot. The other guests want their bellies filled first."

Leaving behind such words, Ryta walked away with White and Dan-Rutim and others.

Also, the male, the offering of Raal, disappears in the opposite direction with the two madalamas.

Now that as many as five humans had taken their seats, loose ends were created in the rug.

Ruja laughs contentedly and aguas instead of Gemd.

"I finally got to calm my hips. Will Guest Gemdo be exchanging words with Ruja?

"Yeah, no matter how."

Gemd looked completely cowardly and looked back at Ruja.

Then a bunch of little shadows approach us.

"Hamra, the chief of Namkar, are we allowed to exchange words with our guests, too?

"Raal, chief of Shautarta, we wanted to ask that too"

Apparently, the Red People made such a difficult speech for even such a young child.

Well, Tia was just finally thirteen, so I guess that's no surprise either. But it was quite adorable that even toddlers, who only look about the same age as Rimi-Lou, should do so.

"I don't mind exchanging words. But you never break the code, do you?

"I know," the toddlers nodded, kneeling to the rug.

There are five of them. Three of them were set to line up in the empty space that arose next to me.

"Well... you all have different eye colors."

When I called it that way, one of the toddlers threw up his spine.

"Guests really use the same language as the Red People. It makes me wonder."

"Yeah. I felt a little strange when I first met Tia, too."

When I laughed, the toddlers gave me a hazy look. After all, he seems to be no less innocent than Tia.

"Um... so what did the Guest say earlier?

"What I said was about the color of your eyes. Until now, I've only had a chance to see red eyes."

But even on the occasion of the Council of Chiefs, I had an idea that different eye colors existed. However, the blue-white glow of the star moss could not tell what color it was.

The girls who sat in my place had blue, green, and silver-gray eyes, respectively.

Silver eyes, also raised on the occasion of the Council of Chiefs. That beautiful and incredible shade didn't inspire my curiosity.

"... you can be born into silver eyes, even if you're not a descendant of a white people"

When I said that, Raal replied with a slight laugh.

"Originally all the people lived as compatriots in the same land. All seven colored eyes exist. However, silver and purple eyes seem a lot less"

"Really? In the outside world, purple eyes are considered the hallmark of the people of the North. And then... even in the western kingdom, you hear there are many grey eyes in the area of the north stop, right? I think the color of her eyes is very similar to the gray eyes I know."

Needless to say, it was about the eyes of Melfried and Odifia. It was only a story of an inheritance from a mother in Melfried, who originated from a land called Abouf in the north.

(Besides, there was a theory that Jagal and Mahdra were originally from the same clan. Thinking of it that way, a northern clan with silver eyes moved to the south... does that mean it was stuck in the white sanctuary with the sleep of the Great God)

Fluffing my imagination like that made me kind of strangely excited.

Just a little bit, I think I know how Fermes feels. I suppose this is how he learns knowledge from books and theories and makes it his supreme pleasure to spin this reasoning.

(Well, Fermes can't help but glare at it... but this time, you're going to be so helpful with that knowledge)

I snuck my gaze at Jemd talking to Ruja.

We all had words on top of each other for Tia, but I think Gemd's valves stood out among them. Gemd wouldn't have saved Tia alone, but it didn't seem like he would have saved Tia without Gemd.

"... are the Guests, after all, avoiding exchanging words with us?

And one of the toddlers has told me that in a tone like a shank.

"That's not true," I make him laugh.

"I'm sorry, I was a little distracted by something else. What kind of words do you exchange with me?

The toddlers have embarked on themselves with their eyes sparkling with curiosity.

"I hear the outside world is huge. Is it bigger than this mountain of Morga?

"What beasts lurk in the outside world? Will there also be beasts as horrific as Madarama?

"What beast fangs are you lowering to its neck? Can a guest hunt a beast with such big fangs, even though they seem so weak?

On the other side of Ai-Fa, Gazran-Rutim and Shmiral-Lilin seemed to be questioning each other.

But they all seem to be innocent and harmless questions. I am not asked how the steel is cut or how the stone capital is. Even such toddlers are probably harshly told about the contraindications of the sanctuary.

I enjoyed the conversation with the toddlers as I proceeded with my meal.

Its soothing air was knocked down at once after four and a half minutes had passed.

"To our mother, I want to ask the chief Hamra of Namkar!

Another voice of a young girl echoes in the dining room.

Surprised to look back, it was Tia and her two sisters who stood there.

It would have been one of my sisters who raised her voice. Both names were frowning against anger, lowering their eyebrows like only Tia was in trouble.

"That's noisy. In front of the Guests, it is not as rough as that."

Their mother, Hamra, behaved in such a manner with a majestic voice.

But Megri, my older sister, comes stuck even more with her determination to stay immortal.

"This is Hamra, my mother and chief. Tia insists that she does not qualify as a chief. I want Tia to tell me it's untrue."

Hamrah frowned at Ulona and looked around at her daughters' faces in turn.

"Such stories should be discussed and decided upon by all the families of Namkar.... I just think Tia is so right to think that way"

"Why!? Tia redeemed all sins! Then I think we should be chiefs!

"But Tia spent half the year hurting herself. The women who should be chiefs must show strong strength during the three years of working as hunters. I don't think Tia, who is supposed to take half a year off, deserves a chief."

"No, that's crazy!" And my younger sister Kasha was also new.

"Tia was a great hunter, among Namkar! If Tia can't be the chief, who will be the chief!?

"That, of course, will be my next sister, Megli. If Megri doesn't show strength again, she'll be Kasha's youngest sister."

Hamra said so in a resolute tone.

"There are two more years left for Megri and three years left for Kasha. It's time to show the power of the former Tier."

"Mm-hmm. That's what Tia could have said, but neither Megri nor Kasha would listen at all."

One puzzled face tier snapped his mouth like that.

"Kasha also boasted that he had finally become a hunter and that he had laid down Rionne with arrows, but he insists that he has no power over the chief. Tia has no idea how refreshing it is."

"Because Kasha was... going for hunters like Tia! It's absolutely weird how Tia can't be a chief, but Kasha and Megri can be chiefs!

"Megri, too, I think. If I were a hunter as good as Tia, I wouldn't refuse any man a wedding."

As I was losing my word, my neighbor Ai-Fa snapped in a very low voice.

"Well... Tia's sisters have already done their job as hunters"

Yeah, I was stunned by that one first, too.

Because the Red People are small in body, they look younger and younger than their actual age. It was also self-evident, however, that Megri and Kasha would then be hunters, since in the sanctuary we talked about starting working as hunters at the age of ten.

(From the mouthfeel of Hamra earlier, do you mean Megri is 11 and Kasha is 10? Then it's not that far from appearance. It's just that the lesson of starting a hunter's job at the age of ten is more boring)

Tara and others, for example, are ten years old as well as celebrating the silver moon. Considering it the same age, Kasha isn't too young either. But it was hard to imagine this adorable girl wrapping around the hunter's clothes and waving knives and bows and arrows.

(So... did you put aside that story and get rid of the inheritance problem?)

In the sanctuary, I hear that the women of the Red People retire from the hunter's work at the same time as they turn thirteen and inherit the seat of the chief from their mother. So it was supposed that Tia, along with the other year, was also taking over the seat of the chief from her mother Hamra.

"Megri, Kasha, don't let the chief get in too much trouble. Tia is happy enough to return to her family."

Eventually Tia stroked her sisters hair as she smiled that innocent smile.

"Whether Megri or Kasha, it will be better to serve as a chief than Tia. As a clan lady, Tia wants to support it. Please, I want you to show me your power as a hunter, taking care not to be eaten by Madarama."

The sisters looked back at Tia, each in tears.

Megri is totally a crying face and Kasha has an angry face. However, it was clear that both were caught in deep sorrow.

There, an out of place laugh sounds.

It was Ruja who was laughing.

"That is true, if you are as hunter as Tia, then the men who wish for the wedding will never stop. Speaking of Tia, son of Namkal's chief, he was a hunter enough to be a talking grass among Madaramas!

Tia looked back at Ruja looking fed up.

"Luja, this is about Namkar. I apologize for making a scene noisy, but I need you to keep your mouth shut, Razma."

"But they don't say that either. It's a big part of our fate, too."

Ruja stood up and looked around at the people of the sanctuary flooded with rocks.

"Besides, on this occasion, all the chiefs of the sanctuary face each other. Not only the Red People, but also Madarama and the chiefs of the Valves. Then there are no other opportunities like this. Ruja, the eldest brother of Razma's chief Hora, has words to say to all chiefs"

"Hey, Luja -"

"Ruja wants to give Tia and her wedding. Will the Chiefs be blessed?

The blurring, which was filling the rock, calmed down as the waves pulled.

It just doesn't look urgent. Rather, it's a slightly relaxed silence.

"What are you talking about, Lazma's eldest brother? Razma is a family of Valve hunters, and Namkar is a family of Madarama hunters. Then you can tie the edge of blood."

That's what the women in the neighborhood said. He's probably the chief of the Valve hunting clan because there's a lot of men wearing fur cloaks instead.

Looking back at you, Ruja raised her voice even more.

"It is that strange lesson that Ruja hopes to smash. How can we be friends and prey on different beasts while we are the same red people? I think we should abandon this learning and build on it even more."

"But we cannot prey on the friendly madalama. With the madalama hunting clan, you wouldn't want to eat Valve's meat now. Now you can abandon your lesson."

"Then you just have to be friends with both Madarama and Valve. That way we should be able to gain further strength."

Then Raal, who was silently listening to Ruja, rose up largely.

"Lazma's eldest brother, does the story without its thump speak with the permission of the chief?

"No. I've told my mother and my elder Hora many times, but she can't shake her head vertically."

"You're a frightened one, you are.... Lazma's chief, Hola, you can't keep your mouth shut either"

From the corner of the rock, a woman approached with the thought of Hola. Behind it, he also follows the black Madarama Belze.

"Luja, the son of Hola, has made a scene noisy, and I am sorry. Ruja, don't do this."

"No, I'm going to let you tell me everything today. If all the chiefs want to leave Ruja's words, that's it. I want you to keep an eye on my mother and my elder Hora."

Hola sighed deeply before looking back at Raal.

"Laal, chief of old blood, would you allow Ruja to speak on this occasion? If all the chiefs leave Ruja's word, there should be no more such noise.... and Razma's chief Horja vows never to bring his eldest brother Luja as a offering again"

"Right. If Hamra, the chief of Namkar, also admits, he thinks Raal is fine."

With his gaze turned to Raal, Hamra was often silent.

That face, very similar to Tia's, has a very harsh look on it. At the end of the day, Hamra snapped "OK."

"I would like to hear Ruja's words until the end, as it seems to be a story about Hamra's son, Tia. Keep your mouth shut from the wrath of the Great God."

"I thank Raal and Hamra for their teasing.... but there is no reason for the Great God to be angry. Any beast as a friend, and any beast as a prey, should be loose in the hands of the Red People. The only thing we should be friends with is a holy beast that goes through our hearts - is that the code of the sanctuary?

"Mm-hmm. That's why Valve and his clan, whose hearts fit together, made Valve their friends, and Madarama and his clan, whose hearts fit together, made Madarama their friends. So let's get this over with."

"No, it's not over at all. Instead of gaining a friend called the Holy Beast, we are no longer friends with half of our compatriot red people. You don't often call your friend, the Holy Beast Hunting Clan, a friend!

Ruja had a mundane grin, but at the time of his garnet, his eyes were filled with a glow of fire.

The outsider didn't know what was driving Ruja that far - but he was serious and desperate enough to tell me.

"The people of the sanctuary, everything is compatriots. Even the Valve hunting clan recognizes Valve as a compatriot. That's because the red-hunted people of the compatriot Madarama recognize Valve as their compatriot. But we're hunting Valve and eating that meat. Isn't that what touches contraindications, such as killing your countrymen and eating that meat?

"If that were contraindicated, the wrath of the Great God would be revealed. We've been living like this for a long time now."

"Then it doesn't matter. But we must leave strong blood as red people until the day the Great God wakes up. If we can make Madarama and Valve friends together, can we leave a lot of stronger blood behind?

With a discouraging voice, Ruja said so.

Somehow, it is a voice and tone that catches people's ears. Even a kind of stylized thing was felt there, even though it was a young people who seemed to change so much in age with Tia.

"In the first place, Rujah is concerned that there will be an indulgence among the red people. Isn't the madalama hunting clan and the valve hunting clan repelling each other? Is this a worthy act, as the people of the Great God? Shouldn't we deepen our ties more definitively?

"Still, we recognize you as compatriots. I didn't break my bond."

and now the chief of the Maddalama hunting clan questioned it that way. Instead, the valves are tattered with grey brown fur.

Ruja looked at you with a strong burning eye.

"Okay, let's ask. Which do you prefer, Valve there or this Luja? Which is the preferred form of Valve, my friend, or this Luja, who wraps Valve's fur as a hunter's coat?

"It's... not even until I answer"

"Mm-hmm. Ruja is anxious about the current situation that makes it all the way through as a matter of course. We have mercied our friends Valve and Madarama more than our compatriots, the Red People. Approximately half of my countrymen see me as less than a friend. I don't think this is the right thing to do."

"But now we can't have both Valve and Madarama as friends. Nor should Valve be able to make Madarama his friend."

"Yes," another chief also responded.

"Valve and Madarama can hardly get their minds together. That's why we bonded with one of them."

"But half of the red people are able to go through their minds with Madarama and the other half with Valb. Otherwise, it would be difficult to call both Madarama and Valve in this way to hold a council of chiefs. If we are a bridge, then Madarama and Valve will be able to live in peace without causing this."

"But... in the mountains of Morga, only the Red People can hunt Madarama and Valve. If we make both of those friends...... would the number of Madaramas and Valves increase too much?

That's what one of the chiefs said, looking like he'd lost a lot of momentum.

Ruja looks back at you with a spare look.

"Is it also something to worry about with the increase in the number of Madaramas and Valves?

"It is decided that there is. If there are too many Madaramas and Valves, they will need more prey. Then we may hunt down Lyonne or Payfay or Nacha. Then Madarama, Valve and us will all starve."

"Mm-hmm. That once said the same thing to Tia. Ruja just laughed when she was worried about what was ahead, but if she were a chief, would it be natural for her to think that far?"

Speaking that way, Ruja laughed with such pleasure.

"In that regard, Ruja was also unable to find the right answer. But Ruja was able to meet her guest, Gemdo, today. So much so that I think it might be the Great God's fault."

"Guest Gemd," Raal said with a bitter smile.

"You've been talking to your guest, Gemd, for a long time. Is that how you secretly went about your wickedness?"

"I'm not naughty. We have found our way. Guest Gemd told us about the inexorable outside world we knew. So Ruja found a way to keep her from starving, even if the number of Madaramas and Valves grew."

"... you can never ask for help from the outside world, can you?

"I don't want any help. It's just that they taught us things we don't know."

Ruja glanced at Gemd and said.

"We viewed all the forests stretching out at the foot of Morga as the outside world. But in the outside world, we saw only the west and south as our own territory, and the east and north as sanctuaries.... Would the Chiefs have known that?

There was no one to answer.

I mean, I guess that's the answer.

"Guest Gemd, your words were a little difficult, so I'm not sure Ruja can repeat them correctly. Makes me go through a lot of trouble, but could you repeat as many words as you just did?

"I understand," Gemd said, fully agreeing.

"The woods stretching out at the foot of the Morga mountains are all considered the territory of Genos. However, Genos is a territory situated on the western side of Morga, so it does not have the power to manage even the northern and eastern foothills. On the south side there are several villages outside the forest and streets leading to the eastern kingdom, so nominally we are supposed to be managing them as the territory of Genos… there are few giva on the south side of the foothills in the first place, so there is no work to be done either"

"But... in the woods, are people living by the woods?

To Raal's words, Gemd says yes.

"But a forest settlement is also located on the western side of Morga. Ahead, even if the population of the people by the woods swelled tenfold, the settlement would just be cut to the north and not turn to the east. Morga Forest is so vast."

"So what's the story about the north and east side of the foothills being sanctuaries?

"That's only in a literal sense. Because Genos has no power to manage the place, he sees it as a sanctuary and leaves it alone. They also thought that even on Totos they could not undertake the management of a place that would take a few days, because only the western territories had taken over from the liberal pioneers."

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"To put it further, the barren wilderness stretches north and east of Morga Forest. There was no fear of humans stepping in, so there was no need to manage it."

"No. Once upon a time there was a man from the outside who stepped into our hunting grounds as well. It may be decades old, but our hunting ground is on the north side of the mountain."

One of the chiefs said so, and Gemd looked back at you with a cool look.

"Isn't that the northwest position rather than the north side? Outside the woods on the west side are streets cut open, where many people come and go. And it was eighty years ago that the number of givahs grew so much, so if it was before that, it would have been a time when diverse travellers would have trampled forests and mountains."

"Uhm... well, from this place, let's be the northwest position"

"Think only about the mountains of Morga. Standing in the westernmost part of the mountain of Morga, facing north, the left hand side becomes the territory controlled by Genos, the right hand side becomes the sanctuary. Also standing in the southernmost part of the mountain, facing east, on the right hand side is the territory controlled by Genos and on the left hand side is the sanctuary. So let me describe the northern and eastern sides of the mountain as sanctuaries."

Gemd's words were only starkless.

So this topic, in what way, I just had to let him watch it silently, along with the I-fa's.