Everyone has been waiting for a long time. It is more than half an hour late. The problem is not big, the problem is not big.

　　*******

　　*******

　　Manakel is not a fool, of course he can hear what Chepke means.

　　 "Do you want the Kazuto named Majima to stay in our village?" Manakl's eyes rounded.

"How powerful is Majima? You saw it last night," Chepke whispered. "If he becomes a member of our village, then even if there are few males in our village now, he can let other villages. Don't dare to look down on us and bully us."

"But... how do you make that Kazuto a member of our village?" Manakl said in a deep voice, "Do you want to keep him with a woman? Didn't Ayaka have already said it? He and Na Kazuo? Women are husbands and wives, and he already has a wife."

　　 "...About this, let's think about it later." Chepke raised his hands and rubbed his temples. "The top priority now is to find a way to heal the injured villagers."

　　 Chepke informed Manakl of the "unable to treat gunshot wounds" that he had just learned from Ulipasina, the only village doctor in the village.

　　 "Ulipahi can't cure..." Manakl's eyes rounded in astonishment, and he screamed.

When 　　 was halfway through, he realized that his voice seemed a little too loud, and quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth, and then changed to a low voice:

　　 "Ulipaxi can't cure those who are wounded by muskets? What should I do?"

　　 As far as Manakl knows, many people have been injured by muskets.

　　If none of these people can be cured... Then Manakl can't imagine what the consequences would be...

　　 "I just thought of a promising way to treat them..." Chepke whispered, "Manakl, you go call..."

　　Chepke spit out 5 names in one breath.

　　 These five people are the names of people who are still surviving and who have a lot of status in the village.

　　 "Then call 2 people who understand Japanese."

　　 "Move faster," Chepke continued. "Let's go find the white man named Skulucci with me later."

　　...

　　...

　　Qina Village, east outside the village, Skulucci’s camp—

　　Skulucci has a quirk, that is, he likes to sleep in a hammock.

　　 Even in the tent, he tied a sturdy hammock inside the tent and then slept in the hammock.

　　 Although a lot of things happened last night, Skulucci still slept very comfortably.

　　 Years of expedition life has allowed Skulucci to develop the habit of "waiting for the rest".

　　 Even if he is sleeping, he will not take off his clothes or shoes, and will always place his weapon in a position where his hand can quickly reach.

　　 After a good sleep, after jumping off the hammock, Skulucci stretched out and walked out of his tent slowly.

　　 Skulucci’s tent moved westward.

　　 As soon as he got out of the tent, a ray of sunlight hit Skulucci.

　　 Today is a big sunny day, the sky is blue, the sun is shining, and there is no annoying snow falling.

　　 Looking at the blue sky, Skulucci felt that even the air had become fresher.

　　 Just as Skulucci was smiling and enjoying the fresh air with his arms akimbo, Avjie’s voice suddenly sounded from his side:

　　 "Boss Skulucci, are you awake?"

　　 "Oh oh! Afujie! Good morning! Seeing you, you seemed to have a good sleep last night!"

　　 "I did some exercise last night, of course I slept soundly, but..." Afujie rubbed his right shoulder with a wry smile, "After waking up, I feel a pain in my right shoulder now..."

　　 The recoil of the Kentucky long rifle is not low.

　　 Last night, Avjie, who used a Kentucky long rifle to shoot an unknown number of times, suffered so many recoil impacts on his right shoulder. After waking up, it is normal for him to feel sore in his right shoulder.

　　 "Boss Skulucci, I'm going to get food and drink. Would you like me to get a copy for you?"

　　 "Don't worry! Don't worry!" Skulucci waved his hand, "Afjie, at the moment I was inspired suddenly."

　　 "Inspiration? What inspiration?"

　　 "The inspiration for poetry."

　　 "Boss, do you still write poems?" Avjie raised his eyebrows and looked surprised.

　　 He has followed Skulucci so far, and it is the first time he has heard that Skulucci can write poetry.

　　 "Don't underestimate me." Skulucci shrugged, "I'm far more knowledgeable than you thought. Would you like to listen to the new poem I just made?"

　　 "Then let me listen to the boss's poem."

　　 "The sky is **** blue, the sun is **** warm, the weather today is **** good, it's **** good to be alive."

　　 "Boss, if you tell this poem of yours to those real poets, they will definitely make you apologize to the art of poetry." Afujie's face was determined, as if he was saying some truth just now.

　　 "Tsk tusk tusk." Skulucci raised his right index finger, and then shook Afujie left and right. "Afujie, you just didn't understand the mystery of my poem just now."

　　 "Although my poem just now seems very simple, it uses simple sentences to tell a very important truth that is always ignored by others-for a person, the most important thing is to live."

　　 "Although I really don't understand any poems, I still know-there are no swear words in normal poems. Boss, why do you add an **** in every sentence of your poem?"

　　 "This is not an swear word." Skulucci said solemnly, "Afjie, didn't anyone tell you?"

　　 "In addition to cursing people, such things as swear words can also be used as mood particles to increase the tone of speech."

　　 "For example,'You are so **** annoying', it is much more powerful than'You are so annoying', and it is easier to pass on your own'disgusting feelings' to others."

　　 "So every **** in my poem is a modal particle, which is used to strengthen the tone."

"It allows readers to understand more deeply how blue the sky is, how warm the sun is, how great the weather is when the author is writing this poem, and how important the matter of'living' is to everyone. ."

　　As soon as Skulucci finished speaking, Afjie raised his hands in a gesture of surrender.

　　 "I can't do it anymore. I feel that if you continue to listen to the nonsense of your boss, I will definitely not be able to look directly at the art of'poetry' from now on."

　　 "I'm going to have breakfast, see you later, boss."

　　 After all, Avjie flees from Skulucci's side as if fleeing.

　　 "It's so boring!"

　　 Skulucci curled his lips at Avjie’s back.

　　 "It's rare that poetry is booming today. I want to chat more with people about poetry."

　　 Skulucci, who just got up, is not too hungry.

　　 Skulucci, who was not in a hurry to go for breakfast, turned his head and looked westward, looking in the direction of Kina Village.

　　Because of the tent blocking, Skulucci couldn't see the current state of China Village.

　　 But even so, Skulucci cast his gaze straight to the sky to the west.

　　 When he was about to go to bed last night, he vaguely heard the yelling and low crying from the village-Skulucci guessed that this was probably the sound made by the villagers of Qina Village when they cleaned the village.

　　 "...It's really miserable." Looking at the sky to the west, Skulucci mumbled in a low volume that only he could hear.

　　 "Boss!"

　　 At this time, a sudden announcement sounded, so Skulucci had to look away from the west sky and turn to the owner of the voice.

　　 The owner of this voice is an ordinary subordinate of Skulucci.

　　 "What's the matter?" Skulucci asked.

"A group of Ainu people from the nearby village are here. They are now outside the gate of the camp." The subordinate replied concisely, "They talked a lot, but I didn't understand Ainu. I don’t understand Japanese, so I don’t know what they are here for."

　　 Skulucci raised his eyebrows.

　　 The "the village next to him" referred to by this subordinate naturally refers to Qina Village.

　　 China sent a group of people over to the village-after learning of this, Skulucci just raised his eyebrows, without any surprise on his face.

　　 "Thanks for your hard work." After Skulucci praised the subordinate who came to report the letter, he strode towards the camp gate.

　　 "I will meet them."

　　Skulucci is the only one of them who can speak Japanese.

　　 So only Skulucci can communicate with them.

　　 After the camp gate appeared in his field of vision, Skulucci saw Chepke and others standing outside the camp gate from a distance.

　　 After discovering that it was the village chief who brought people over, Skulucci's eyes finally showed a faint look of surprise.

　　 accelerated a little, and came to Chepke and the others. Before Skulucci had time to say anything, Chepke took the lead and bowed to Skulucci and said:

　　 "Skulucci, we saw your help to us last night."

　　 "We will never forget everyone who helped us."

　　 "I have come to thank you. (Ainu

　　 After learning from Ogana last night that Skulucci had helped them, Chepke asked different villagers for verification.

　　 Many villagers also saw Skulucci and others staying outside the village last night and providing them with remote assistance, confirming that "Sculucci helped them" is true.

　　 After listening to the translation, Skulucci looked at Chepke's face several times and waved his hand.

　　 "This is not a good place to talk. Come with me."

　　 After that, Skulucci motioned to the men who were in charge of the goalkeeper to let them go, and then led Chepke and others to his tent.

　　 Along the way, Chepke and the others naturally attracted a lot of attention.

　　Skulucci’s subordinates cast doubtful and curious eyes on Chepke because they didn’t know the purpose of the Ainu who came to visit suddenly.

　　 Although I know that the "white-skinned people" around and the group of "white-skinned people" who attacked their village last night are not the same people.

But seeing these faces with deep facial features and fair skin, Chepke and the others still felt a little uncomfortable, so they deliberately didn't look at the people around them, but looked straight ahead and looked ahead to lead the way. Back view of Skulucci.

　　 Skulucci’s tent can barely accommodate the Chepks standing in it.

　　 After leading Chepke and the others into his tent, Skulucci sat down on the hammock, facing Chepke and others.

　　 As soon as Chepke and others entered the tent, they bowed to Skulucci again and said in a more solemn tone than before:

　　 "I really thank you very much for your helping hand to us last night."

　　 "Thank you so much, really."

　　 "We will never treat anyone who helps us badly."

　　 "Although our village is not rich, we will do our best to give you generous thanks."

　　 Chepke wanted to say something more, but Chepke suddenly raised his hand to signal him not to say any more.

　　 "Your thanks, I have received it."

　　 "Thank you or something, I'll talk in detail later."

　　 "Now—just tell me about other things."

　　 Speaking of this, Skulucci put on a tone of playfulness.

　　 "You came here with such a serious look and expression, isn't it just to thank me, right?"

Although this sentence of 　　skulucci is an interrogative sentence, its tone is an affirmative sentence.

　　 Seeing Skulucci accurately express his intentions, a bit of embarrassment flashed across Chepke's face.

　　 But he quickly restored the expression on his face.

　　 "...I came to you this time. Apart from thanking you in person, there are indeed other things I want to discuss with you."

　　 Speaking of this, even though he tried his best to control, Chepke's tone still showed some eagerness.

　　 "Many villagers in our village were injured by muskets last night."

　　 "Our doctor is not good at treating this kind of gunshot wound."

　　 "Can your doctor treat wounds hit by a musket?"

　　 "If it can be cured, I would like to ask you to send your doctor to help us!"

　　 The Ainu people who are still in a tribal civilization have not developed a complicated "ceremonial culture" and do not have too much red tape.

　　 Therefore, most Ainu people speak very straightforwardly and don't talk too much about twists and turns.

　　 Chepke didn't say any unnecessary nonsense, and told their request bluntly.

　　 Go and ask Skulucci for help-this is the only way that Chepke has just figured out to treat those villagers who have been shot wounds in this situation.

　　Skulucci, they are also white-skinned people, and they also use the same muskets.

　　 So Chepke guessed—their doctors might have mastered the technique of treating gunshot wounds and knew how to treat gunshot wounds.

　　 As long as there is any chance that more villagers who have been shot wounds can heal, Chepke is unwilling to let it go.

　　Skulucci quite likes this kind of straightforward and unrelenting person, chatting with this kind of person, don't worry about spending too much time talking nonsense.

　　 "So that's it...Want to borrow a doctor from us..." Skulucci whispered.

　　 Skulucci's face was expressionless and his tone was flat, which made Chepke and others unable to understand his thoughts.

　　 "Of course, we won't let you help us in vain."

　　 Chipk added anxiously.

　　 "We will do our best to give you the rewards you want!"

　　 Skulucci stretched out his index finger of his right hand and dug his ears, after only thinking for a moment, he slowly said:

　　 "It's not impossible if you want to borrow our doctor."

　　 A look of hope appeared on Chepke's face.

　　 "But—"

　　 Skulucci’s sudden "but" made the hope on Chepke's face stiff.

　　 "I have to tell you in advance."

　　 "A gunshot wound is a very troublesome wound."

　　 Skulucci raised his left index finger, and then kept turning it.

　　 "The current bullets fly around in a rotating direction."

　　 "After shooting into the human body, it will cause great damage to the human body."

　　 "The current medical skills are not well developed to heal everyone who has been wounded by a gunshot."

　　 "A person who has been shot in the upper body has very little chance of being cured."

　　 "Most people who are shot in limbs have to be amputated."

　　 "And my doctor's medical skills are not so good that even the dead can be pulled back from the **** of death."

　　 "Even if I send my doctor to help you, your villagers who have been shot wounds can recover from the original, probably only a small number of people."

　　Skulucci put the thumb and the forefinger close together, and signaled the small gap between the thumb nail and the forefinger nail to Chepke and others.

　　 "Of your villagers who have been shot wounds, most of them will still die or become disabled."

　　 "Even so, do you still want to ask my doctor for help?"

　　 After listening to the translation, Chepke's face is ugly now.

　　 But he was silent for only a short while, then nodded gently:

"…I understand."

　　 "Thank you for your notice."

　　 "But I still want to ask your doctor to help. (Ainu

　　 Chepke has no choice at all.

　　 Even Skulucci’s doctors can’t heal everyone who has been shot wounds, but at least they can save a few people.

　　If Skulucci and the others are not asked for help, they will not be able to treat the gunshot wounds at all. Those villagers who have been shot wounds, I am afraid they will all die.

　　 "I told you what I should tell." Skulucci said, "Don't regret it, or blame us for not helping you heal everyone after starting the treatment."

　　 After that, Skulucci jumped off the hammock.

　　 "Although I think I am a pretty good-hearted person. But I didn't have a kind heart until I gave it for free."

　　 "If you want to ask my doctor for help, it must be paid."

　　 Hearing this, Chepke showed a solemn expression, as if he was about to hear some bad news.

　　 Looking at Chepke and their expressions, Skulucci couldn't help but smile.

　　 "Don't worry about what I will ask you to give you what makes you very embarrassed."

　　 "What I want. It shouldn't be something hard to choose from."

　　...

　　...

　　 Ogata and Amachi both participated in the organization of the village last night.

　　 has been busy until dawn, before Ogata and Amachi began to rest.

　　 Aiyaka had set off just now, returned to Kuma Village, and asked the doctor in Kuma Village to come and help Qina Village.

　　 Although Ogata knew that the relationship between Kuma Village and Kina Village was very good, he did not expect it to be so good.

　　 After learning that Qina Village had more injuries than expected and that the medicine was far from enough last night, Ayaka almost said without hesitation: I'm going to ask the doctor and medicine from Kuma Village to come over.

　　 also said: The doctor in Kuma Village will definitely be back.

　　 There is only one person on the sled, and if the number of sled dogs pulling the sled is large enough and the body is strong enough, Ayaka hopes to return in the evening.

　　 So before leaving the village, Aiyaka, with the help of the villagers of Qina Village, counted her own dogs, and collected a total of 8 sled dogs.

　　 8 sled dogs-this is the limit of the number of sled dogs that Ayaka can manipulate.

　　 Since last night, the villagers of Kina Village have helped take care of Ogata’s residence as their benefactor.

　　 There happened to be an empty house in their village.

　　 The original owner of this empty house had already moved to another village with their daughter because of her daughter's marriage to another village half a month ago.

　　 Their house was sold to Chepke at a low price.

　　Chepke plans to use this empty house as a sled dog house in the future.

　　 Because this empty house has only been available for half a month, Chepke has not had time to put their dog in this house. Now this house is a veritable empty house, with nothing but a little furniture.

　　 is just right for Ogata and the others to live in.

　　 At the request of Chepke, a few villagers quickly cleaned the house, and at the same time prepared various necessities such as bedding for Ogata and the others.

　　 After working all night, Ogata and Amachi, who finally started to rest, have finally returned to the "home" that the villagers prepared for them.

　　 The first thing they do when they come home is to take a bath.

　　 To be precise, Amachi bathed Ogata.

　　 Even though last night, every time Ogata killed a person, he tried his best to prevent the blood from the enemy from splashing on him.

　　 But no matter how you dodge, there are limits. In the ever-changing battle, it is impossible to flash every drop of blood.

　　 After the battle ended last night, Ogata was basically in a "half blood" state.

　　 The blood splashed on him has even soaked his clothes and dyed Ogata's skin.

　　 If you don’t take a bath as soon as possible, the odor of sweat and blood will make the pigs in the pigsty dislike Ogata.

　　 Therefore, after helping the villagers clean the village, after working all night, when he came to the house, Amachi, who had already smelled a strange smell on Ogata's body, immediately asked to give Ogata a bath.

　　...

　　...

　　 "How? Will the water temperature be too hot?" Asked Ogata, who lowered his head and dipped his hair in the basin.

　　 "It seems to be a little hot." Ogata said.

　　 "Then I will add some more cold water." Amachi scooped up the cold water from the nearby bucket with a scoop and added it to the hot water basin used to wash Lai Ogata's hair.

　　 In this empty house, there is no one else except Ogata and Amachi.

　　 Because there are no outsiders around, Ogata doesn’t have to worry about anyone coming to peek at him—though he is not afraid of anyone coming to peek at him.

　　 "I think my hair that hasn't been washed for a month is cleaner than your current hair." Amachi complained about Ogata's current hair in a non-salty or light tone.

　　Because of the limited conditions, it is naturally impossible for Ogata to take a bath in the big tub. He can only fill the basin with hot water and then use a rag to scrub his body.

　　 Regarding whether to wash your hair or body first, neither Ogata nor Amachi chose to wash their body first.

　　 Ogata’s hair... It can’t bear to look directly at it now.

　　 After the blood sprinkled on his hair dries, it condenses into clumps, turning Ogata's hair into "lumps" piece by piece.

　　 After immersing the hair in hot water, part of the blood clot melted, and the clear water quickly turned into light red blood.

　　 "I know..." Ogata knows that his hair is very disgusting... "Ah, it hurts a little bit. Just a little bit more."

　　 Sitting next to Ogata, Amachi, who helped Ogata wash her hair, rubbed Ogata's hair that had been condensed with blood little by little.

　　 Without hurting Ogata, rub the knotted hair away-this is a lot of work, and soon Acho felt his fingers start to sore.

　　 "Would you like to try to shave the moon generation head?" Amachi asked as Ogata, "It is very convenient to shave the moon generation head, whether it is washing your hair or fighting people."

　　 "Never," Ogata replied in a firm tone without thinking.

　　 Even if Ogata died, he would not shave the moon generation head like the Mediterranean Sea.

　　 The two have been busy since last night, and their nerves have been tight.

　　 Until now, their tight nerves finally relaxed.

　　As their nerves relaxed, the two of them also began to chat about some relaxing topics to pass the boring time of the bath.

　　 "We don't seem to have to buy guns from that Skulucci anymore," Amachi Asakata whispered, "Now there are a bunch of Kentucky long rifles for us to choose."

　　 "Yes." Ogata couldn't help but smile, "Not only the weapons, but also the horses."

　　 Ogata and the others almost have "recreation grace" for Kina Village.

　　 If Ogata and the villagers of Kina Village expressed their desire to take some weapons and horses collected from the white-skinned people, the villagers would never refuse.

　　 "In addition to weapons, I also plan to take 2 horses." Ogata said, "With horses, we can use horses as a means of transportation."

　　 "Horse..." Ah Ding said, "I don't know how to ride a horse..."

　　Ma can be said to be a scarce resource in Japan.

　　 People who don't have the financial resources and channels can't get horses.

　　 With the state of decline before Shiranui, it is naturally impossible to have the financial resources to allow the ninjas in the village to conduct equestrian training.

　　 "I can teach you." Ogata said, "The horses used by those Cossacks seem to have been strictly trained, and they all seem to be very docile. It shouldn't be difficult to ride."

　　 "Will horsemanship be difficult?" Ah Ding asked.

　　No, after all, you have practiced on me before, and your waist has developed enough strength-after this joke rushed to Ogata's mouth, it was forcibly swallowed back by Ogata.

　　 Although Amachi’s temperament is more enthusiastic and open, as a native of the Edo period, she is quite conservative in some places.

　　 If Amachi heard the colorful joke he just made, Ogata guessed that she would hit him, so Ogata forced the joke back into his stomach.

　　 "No." Ogata said casually, "People with a good waist can get started riding faster. With your waist, you should be able to get started quickly."

　　 "Is my waist good?" Ah Ding touched his own back. "I think my waist strength is average. I can only make 500 of them in one breath."

　　 The so-called "bending one's body" is a method of exercise that has been passed down from generation to generation in Shiranui.

　　 Amachi once talked to Ogata, and also demonstrated with Ogata.

　　 At that time, after seeing the "bending" that Amachi showed to Ogata, Ogata's only feeling was-isn't this just crunches?

　　 Yes, the so-called "bending" is basically the same as the modern "sit-ups".

　　 "Your waist strength is already very good."

　　—After all, you are someone who can even sit down on the table...

　　 Ogata silently added in his heart.

　　Ogata first frankly met Amachi on a table that could be used as a low bed from Mamiya.

　　 Early the next morning, this table collapsed in a corner.

　　 Ogata has always felt that the pot with the collapsed table must be carried by Amachi.

　　 Amachi had just washed Ogata's hair at this time, and began to dry Ogata's hair with another clean towel.

　　 "There are a lot of Kentucky long rifles for us to take." Ogata said to Amachi, who was holding a towel behind him to wipe his hair. "Would you like to take a few more at once?"

　　 "I just meant it."

　　Amachi Road.

　　 "I plan to take 5 Kentucky long rifles."

　　 "Will 5 be too few." Ogata replied in a half-joking tone, "Would you like to take more?"

　　 "5 is enough."

　　 "The weight of the Kentucky long rifle is not light. If you take too much, it will become a burden."

　　 Speaking of this, Ading paused.

　　 then sighed.

　　 "The Kentucky long rifle, I used it once last night. It's more powerful than I thought."

　　 "It’s more powerful than the iron cannons I used before..."

　　 "Unexpectedly, Nanban has developed such a powerful iron cannon..."

　　 "It's a pity that the Kentucky long rifle is still heavier. It would be nice if it could be lighter."

　　 "I saw a guy who used daggers last night." Ogata said, "Among the weapons left by these Cossacks, there should be a few daggers. Would you like to pick some daggers?"

　　 "Short guns..." Ah Ding muttered, "Then take them together. Anyway, the short guns are small, so it doesn't matter if you carry a few more on your body."

　　 After a brief discussion, Ogata and Amachi quickly decided on the spoils they would take away.

　　 Ogata is the kind of hair that dries quickly, and Ogata’s hair is wiped dry after only a while.

　　 "Okay, it's time to wash the body." Acho casually tossed the towel in his hand aside, "You quickly take off your dirty clothes..."

　　 "Goro Mashima! Goro Mashima! Is Goro Majima here?"

　　 Amachi hadn’t finished speaking, and suddenly there was a sound of substandard "Mashima Goro" outside the house.

　　 is a strange voice.

　　 Ogata, who was puzzled in his heart, tightened the skirt that had just been opened, and then walked quickly outside the house.

　　 Outside the house, there is a middle-aged man and an elderly person.

　　 The old man is a person familiar to Ogata.

　　 "Chipke Village Chief?" Ogata raised his eyebrows vigorously.

　　 This middle-aged man is Chepke, the mayor of China Village.

　　 Looking at Ogata with loose hair and a little moisture in his hair, Chepke was taken aback, and then asked:

　　 "Sorry, I didn't know you were taking a bath, I will come later. (Ainu

　　 As soon as Chepke's words fell, the middle-aged man standing beside Chepke quickly translated Chepke's words into Japanese.

　　 Ogata asked: "Mr. Mayor, do you want to call me for something?"

　　Chepke nodded:

　　 "I have something...very important thing to talk to you. (Ainu

　　—Something important?

　　 Ogata, feeling puzzled and curious in his heart, nodded:

　　 "That's it... I see, then you guys come in first."

　　 "I'm coming in now, won't it really hinder you? (Ainu Chepke hesitated.

　　 "No." Ogata shook his head, "Don't worry, I just washed my hair. It won't bother me, come in."

　　 Seeing that Ogata had said so, Chepke no longer hesitated, and led his translator quickly into the houses of Ogata and Amachi.

　　 Ogata sat cross-legged on the floor, facing Chepke.

　　 And as soon as Ogata sat down on the floor, he immediately asked Chepke:

　　 "The village chief, I wonder why you came to me specially this time?"

　　 "I came to see you this time mainly for three things."

　　 Chepke said bluntly.

　　 "First thing first-I have come to thank you formally."

　　 After that, Chepke bowed to Ogata, and then solemnly said to Ogata:

　　 "Goro Mashima, Amachi. Thank you very much for your assistance to our village last night."

　　 "We will never forget your kindness to our village."

　　 "We will neither forget our kindness nor treat all those who are kind to us."

　　 "If you encounter any trouble or want something in the future, please don't hesitate to tell us."

　　 "As long as it is something our village can do, I will use the whole village to help you. (Ainu

　　 Chepke's voice just fell, Xu convenient immediately said with a wry smile:

"you are welcome."

　　 "We just did something we could."

　　 Ogata moved out the courtesy he used to say-"I just did something within my power".

　　 "I have received your kindness and gratitude. You just said that you want to tell me three things. What are the other two things besides thanking you?"

　　 didn't want to listen to Ogata for too long on the topic of "thank you", and actively switch the topic.

　　 "The second thing-I'm here to speak to Skulucci."

　　 "Tell me?" Ogata raised his eyebrows. "Chief Village Chepke, did Skulucci look for you just now?"

　　 "No." Chepke shook his head. "It is not he who is looking for me, but I am looking for him."

　　 Speaking of this, a smile with a touch of touch appeared on Chepke's face.

　　...

　　...

　　 Time rewinds back to just now—

　　Skulucci their camp—

　　 "Don't worry about what I will ask you to give you what makes you very embarrassed."

　　 "What I want. It shouldn't be something hard to choose from."

　　 The translator just translated Skulucci's words to Chepke and others, and they cast doubtful and nervous glances at Skulucci.

　　 They waited for Skulucci to say what he wanted.

　　 "I only need the same...ah, no, two things."

　　 Skulucci stretched out two fingers.

　　 "A lot of meat and a lot of wine."

　　 "Meat and wine? (Ainu Chepke's eyes widened in surprise.

　　 "That's right! It's meat and wine!" Skulucci put away his two raised fingers, "We are about to celebrate a festival called'Rut Carl'."

　　 "In this festival of ours, everyone must eat meat and carnival as much as they want."

　　 "There are 50 people in my subordinates."

　　 "I hope you can provide enough meat and drinks for me and my subordinates to eat for at least 5 days."

　　 "Any kind of meat is fine. Venison or bear meat is fine."

　　 "We also accept jerky."

　　 "I don't need any thanks from you anymore."

　　 "As long as you follow what I just said, provide us with enough meat and wine."

　　 "I will treat these meat and wine as your thank you gifts and the remuneration for the doctor who hired us."

　　 "How? Do you agree?"

Although the amount of text in the big remarks that Skulucci just said is very large, the Japanese level of Chepke and his translator is very good. When Skulucci’s voice just fell, the translator also The translation is completed.

　　 After listening to the translation, Chepke was taken aback.

　　 then nodded with excitement:

　　 "Good! No problem! We will provide you with enough meat and wine!"

　　Chepke had conceived in advance the various requests Skulucci might make.

　　 He never expected-Skulucci's request was so simple.

　　 It only needs meat and wine.

　　The Ainu people live a life of fishing and hunting. It is easy for them to get a lot of meat.

　　 Drinking water is more troublesome, and the wine cannot be brewed quickly, but they can borrow it from several well-connected villages such as Kumar Village.

　　 Wine is not a very valuable thing. Villages such as Kumar Village will definitely be happy to lend their village’s reserves to Qina Village.

　　 Chepke, who was afraid that Skulucci would regret it, nodded vigorously with the speed and strength that seemed to shake his head off.

　　 "In that case, the deal is concluded."

　　 Skulucci smiled.

　　 "There are 4 doctors under my command."

　　 "Two of them are here now."

　　 "The other two people and most of the medicines are in my deputy."

　　The deputy mentioned by Skulucci was Vasily.

　　 "I will send someone to my deputy now and let them come over."

　　 "They probably won't arrive until tomorrow."

　　 "Today, I can only send two doctors who are now with me to help you."

　　 "Okay, no problem! (Ainu Chepke said.

　　 The transaction with Skulucci ended in a much smoother and more complete state than Chepke had imagined.

　　 Just as Chepke was leading his men to return to their village, Skulucci suddenly stopped him abruptly:

"Ah, by the way, I almost forgot about it." Skulucci patted his forehead, "Village Chief, when you return to your village, can you bring me a sentence for Goro Majima." ?"

　　 "Mashima Goro?"

　　 "That's right. Bring me a sentence to Goro Mashima: "Please come to my camp as soon as possible, I have something to find him."

　　 "Bring something...um." Chepke nodded, "I see."

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　　 Timeline back to the present—

　　 "Sculucci asked me to come and find him?" Ogata frowned slightly. "Did Skulucci tell you why he came to me?"

　　 "No." Chepke shook his head. "He didn't say it. (Ainu

　　—Is it possible to keep asking me about the clue to the person he is looking for now...

　　 Just last night, when Skulucci was about to say the name of the person he had been looking for, Vladimir and the others happened to start an attack on China, causing Skulucci to be interrupted.

　　 Ogata could not hear the name of the Kazuto Skulucci he was looking for, either.

　　 "I see. Village Chief, thank you for your message."

　　 Speaking of this, UU read www.uukanshu.com Ogata paused, and then changed his tone of emotion.

　　 "It's great to be able to call Skulucci's doctor so easily."

　　 "Yes..." Chepke sighed with emotion, "Skulucci's doctor has now started to treat the wounded."

　　 "Now I just hope to save as many people as possible..."

　　 "Now I have Skulucci's doctor to help." Ogata relieved, "There will be more people rescued."

　　 "I hope so..." Chepke smiled wryly.

　　 After showing a wry smile, Chepke took a deep breath, reorganizing his emotions and expressions.

　　 "Then—I've already taken Skulucci's words."

　　 "Mashima Goro. I now... have a question for you."

　　 Speaking of this, Chepke hesitated for some reason.

　　 At the same time, his gaze kept subconsciously sweeping towards Amachi sitting behind Ogata's side.

　　 There was a slight hesitation in his eyes.

　　 But these hesitating colors did not appear in Chepke's eyes for long.

　　 After only a moment, these hesitating colors turned into firmness:

　　 "Mashima Goro. I want to ask you-would you like to marry another wife in our village and stay in our village?"

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