NovelEnglishChapter 1673 Stefan's eyes brightened and he eagerly asked, "Can you takethere to get some? My wife has been poisoned, and | need it to save her. If you can takethere to get some, I'll satisfy any request you and the villagers have." "We're doing fine as we are. We don't need an outsider like you trying to poke your nose into things.” Easton glared at Stefan fiercely. "The dragon's saliva is a treasure belonging to my tribe, so how can we just give sof it to an outsider? If you keep this up, you'll be punished by our tribe's laws. For your information, my tribe doesn't belong to any administrative region, so we don't have to take responsibility if we want to hack you into pieces." Easton wasn't just saying that to scare Stefan-Dragos was a small society with a long history, and they had their own rules unbound by any laws. They were similar to the ancient cannibal tribes of Zambawi. Stefan had entered the village on his own initiative, which had infuriated the villagers. Hence, he was at their mercy.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"I know that my request is very rude to you all, but I really need this. Please grant my wish!" Stefan was not afraid of Easton's warning. He kept his head bowed and begged Easton again.
"Hey, do you understand what I'm saying? I'm telling you that the thing you want is the treasure of my tribe. We can't just hand over something like that to an outsider. Are you here to ruin my tribe?" 2 "Bad! Bad! Bad!" The villagers flared up in a rage. They raised their torches and shouted in their ethnic language, "Kill! Kill! Kill!" Seeing that, Neil immediately stood between the villagers and Stefan, and humbly tried to mediate the conflict.
"Don't be mad, everyone. Please calm down. My friend doesn't know about our tribe laws, and just wants to save his wife. I'll take him away now." Neil tried to pacify the villagers and stared at Stefan pointedly. "See? | told you-Dragos prohibits outsiders from coming in. Let's go." "No, | don't want to!" Stefan stubbornly stood where he was as if he was ready to give up his life. "I won't leave this village until | get the dragon's saliva." [x | "You've definitely got guts," Neil groaned, holding his head in regret. He wouldn't have taken such a risk for the money if he'd known Stefan would be this stubborn. His good looks and pampered aura were certainly deceiving.
The villagers wanted to kill him, but he insisted on staying. Neil stood on tiptoe and whispered into Stefan's ear, “Just cwithnow, I'll cup with other ways to get you there. If we don't leave now, they'll kill you and sacrifice you to our ancestors according to the tribe law." The highest punishment the tribe had for intruders was to sacrifice them to the dragon ancestors. Neil remembered an intruder who entered the village when he was six years old. The intruder failed to steal the dragon's saliva, and the head of the village caught him and pushed him into the large pot on the sacrificial altar to cook him.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmIf Stefan kept this up, he might end up in the sway.
"Okay, I'll go with you." Stefan was rational enough to agree with Neil's arrangement.
Easton waved his hand, gesturing for the villagers to put their torches down. Then, he said to Neil, "You're the son-in-law of the head of the village -you also bear the responsibility of protecting our tribe. | hope you'll be prudent. If not, we'll punish you in the nof justice."
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