Chapter 24 Chapter 19 The whole world is his

Lei Jiake knew that things would develop like this sooner or later.When he learned that Berksga did not intend to split the elk tribe and form a new tribe, he had already guessed Berksga's plan. So when he confronted the rude barbarian and his followers, everyone in the tribe knew what was coming.But this matter must be carried out properly according to the rules of the ancestors. Birxga waited for the crowd to quiet down.He can wait patiently, knowing that the whispers of the people will make his situation more favorable.Calls for him to take power are rising every day.Finally, when Regak had lost his patience, the crowd finally fell silent.

Birx raised his arms in the air.His flaming greatsword, Bankenfall, was tied behind his back. "I call for a power challenge." The majestic barbarian declared to the crowd. There was a chorus of cheers, not as strong as Berksga had hoped, but it also showed that there were quite a few people who supported him. "What kind of inheritance rights do you have that allow you to make such a claim?" Regak asked him according to the rules. "Not because of blood," Birxga replied equally exactly, "but because of merit!" His youthful supporters cheered again.

Lei Jiake shook his head, "If the blood is not compatible, you have no reason to ask for a power challenge." Although not as loud as Berksga's supporters, his supporters also cheered. "I have led the tribe through peace and war." Leijak ended his speech with a firm tone.His words are true and cannot be disputed at all. "Me too!" Birx added without showing any weakness. "In Stone Town, far away from our hometown, I also led our people through war and peace, and led them back to Icewind Dale, our homeland!" "Back to the elk tribe where Rejak is king." The old chief countered without hesitation.

"What kind of inheritance do you have?" Birxcar asked him rhetorically. This is Lei Jiake's weakness, and he knows it well. "What kind of inheritance does Rhaegark have? He is only the son of Redjon, and his father is not a king," said Birxgar slyly. Rejak couldn't answer. "You were given this place," said Birxgar in a well-known fact, though he changed the way of saying it slightly, "it was given to you by Wulfgar, son of Beornegar. It was not challenged, so your position is not legal." Kista watched all this from the sidelines.At this moment, he began to understand the real reason why Birxgar would wage a campaign to discredit Wulfgar.If Wulfgar still had great influence among the barbarians, his father's throne would be very secure.But if Wulfgar's reputation is damaged...

"Whoever takes the throne from King Heafstad by legitimate means is the legitimate king with the right to inherit." Regak said, "How many people here still remember the scene when Wulfgar, the son of Beornegar, became king? fighting?" Many people nodded, most of them were old people who had stayed in Icewind Dale all these years. "I also remember that battle." Birxgar roared back, "I have no doubt that Wulfgar was right. He did bring many benefits to our people. But you, like me, have no right to blood, and I am more capable of leadership. Regak, I demand a challenge of power!"

The cheers were louder this time. Regak looked at his son and smiled at him.He could no more avoid Burksgar's demands than he could defeat him on the battlefield.He turned his head and stared at Birx and said, "Agreed." Supporters from both sides burst into cheers at the same time. "Within five hours, before the sun sets on the horizon," Burksga said. "It's now." Lei Jiake's answer was beyond everyone's expectations. Birxgar took a look at the old chief, trying to figure out if Regak had set a trap.Typically a power challenge is held later in the day after the decision to enforce is made so that the two involved are mentally and physically prepared to fight.

Birxja narrowed his blue eyes, and the crowd fell silent in anticipation.A sneer appeared on the corner of the big man's mouth.He wasn't afraid of Rejak, not now, nor in the future.The big man's hand slowly reached behind his shoulder, gripped the handle of Bankenfall, and pulled out the huge sword blade from the sheath.The top side edge of the scabbard was cut to allow Birxgar to quickly withdraw the weapon.He drew the heavy blade and lifted it high into the air. Lei Jiake also took out his weapon and observed carefully. The son who had been worried about his father could see that he was not ready to fight.

Burkes approached each other carefully, feeling Bankenfall's center of gravity with every step. Rejak raised his hand, Birxja stopped and waited silently. "Who among us wants Regak to win?" he asked.There was a burst of cheers from many voices. Birxga thinks this is just a ruse used by Regak to undermine his confidence.So he let out a low growl. "Who wants Burksga—Birksga Brave to be king of the Elk Tribe?" The cheers got louder. Regak walked towards his opponent.In order to show that he is not threatening, he holds up one hand, and the ax in the other hand is resting on the ground. "Challenge granted," he said, throwing the weapon on the ground.

Everyone's eyes widened in disbelief, perhaps Kista's eyes widened the most.This is a humiliating act!The cowardice most despised by savages! "I can't beat you, Burksgar." Rajak raised his voice so that everyone could hear him. "You can't beat me either." Birx yelled loudly, "I can cut you in two!" He grasped the hilt with both hands, and swung the giant sword violently.For a moment, Lei Jiake even thought that he was about to put his words into practice. "And my people will suffer for your actions," Regak said quietly. "Whoever wins this challenge, the Horde will face division, mutual hatred, and war for vengeance." He turned to his people gathered around him and said, "We are not strong enough to bear this division. Whether we strengthen our friendship with Ten-Towns and return to the dwarves, or return to our old ways, we must unite in the Let's do it together!"

Burksgar's snarl was not softened one iota by this.Now he understood that there was no way Regak could defeat him on the battlefield, and they both knew it.So the wily guy deliberately avoided the real point of the challenge.Burksga really wanted to cut him in two, but what was he going to do with this man now? "Let's do it together." Rejak repeated, he reached out and grabbed the challenger's wrist. Birx was so angry that he kicked away the ax that Rejak had thrown on the ground. "You're a coward! You've proven it to us!" Burks held up his arms as if he had won.

"I don't want to bleed!" Regak shouted loudly, to get everyone's attention. "You don't want to see any casualties among your clansmen either! Who will have the right to rule and who will step aside, this must be decided by our clansmen." "Challenge means fight, that's the old rule!" Burksga retorted. "It can't work now!" Regak was unmoved by his roar. "When the whole tribe must suffer because of your foolish pride, we must make a change." Birxja stepped forward, as if to attack.But Lei Jiake didn't look at him at all, but turned to face the crowd and shouted: "Make a decision!" "Rejak!" shouted one, but his voice was immediately drowned out by a group of young warriors shouting in support of Birxgar;Supporters on both sides wanted to completely suppress the other side, and the situation repeatedly saw-saw.And there are more and more physical conflicts among supporters, and some people have drawn their weapons. In the midst of all this chaos, Berksgar glared at Regak all the time.Birxgar shook his head indignantly as the old man fixed his eyes with the same force.How could Rejak do such disgraceful things to his people? But Rejak believed in his choice.He was not afraid of death, he had never been afraid of it.Only he did believe that a battle between himself and Berksgar would divide the tribe and make life harder for the savages.This is the better way, everything will not get out of control. But the current situation is developing in the direction of getting out of control.Both sides were still roaring loudly, but every roar was accompanied by a raised broadsword or battle-axe.Both sides are already publicly threatening each other. Regak scanned the crowd carefully, estimating the number of those who supported him and those who supported Birxga.Soon, he understood and acknowledged the facts before him. "Stop!" he ordered at the top of his voice.Gradually, people quieted down. "Shout with all your strength, who supports Burksgar?" Rejak asked. A deafening roar followed. "Then who supports Regak?" "Lejak evaded the battle!" Burks added hastily.The cries for Jon's son were finally less loud and less enthusiastic. "Then that's it," Leijak said to Berksga and the others, "Birksga is the king of the Molu tribe." Burksgar could hardly believe what had just happened.He wanted to kill the cunning old man and win the duel that would make today his day of glory.From the day the Horde came into being, the transition of power has been going on like this.But how should he fulfill his wish now?How could he kill a man with empty hands?What's more, that person has just publicly recognized him as the new leader. "Be a leader of renown, Birxgar." Rejak approached Birxgar, not to be muffled by the clamor of his bewildered clansmen. "Together, we will find a path that truly benefits our people and embraces our best future." Birx pushed him away. "The decision is for me to make, I don't need advice from cowards!" He stepped out of the crowd, his cronies trailing behind him. Rejak was saddened by the cold reception, but he was not surprised by it.Rejak had done his best to get the best for his people, and he was content with that.He saw his son, a young lad who had just entered the ranks of manhood.Compared with the son, what are these? Kista was one of those people who couldn't believe what he was seeing, and he was even ashamed of it. Rajak held his head high and walked towards the young man. "Understood, this is the only way." Kista left her father.Reason might be able to tell his father's courage today, but reason has no place in the young man's consciousness now.Kista was ashamed, truly ashamed.All he wanted was to run away, into the open tundra, to fend for himself. It doesn't matter anymore. ※※※※ Starbucks was sitting on the top of the Kane Cone, and it was already a very easy thing for her to climb here.Now, almost as much in her waking life as in her dreaming, she was imagining how to climb those peaks on the Spine of the South World.She often imagines herself standing on the top of the highest mountain in the world, overlooking the whole world.That feeling of glory and triumph always made her heart surge. Orator Reginclaw never considered the absurdity of such unrealistic fantasies.The continual stream of vistas and illusions in the mind began to take away from the down-to-earth nature of the dwarves.For Starbucks, unrealistic fantasy has long replaced practical logic. "I am coming, Mountains," the Dwarf suddenly called to the distant mountains, "None of you can stop me!" After she released her declaration, she immediately started to pack her things and prepare to go down the mountain. In her pack, Clinshinibon let out a jubilant grunt.This powerful artifact was not intended to make Orator Reginclaw its true owner.It knew that, despite the fantasies it had instilled in the dwarf's mind, she was still a recalcitrant object.To make matters worse, she is a priest of Moradin the Soulforger.Clinshinibon understood the implications of this status.As such, it had to slowly stymie Starbucks' attempts to communicate with her deity.But sooner or later the dwarf will receive the oracle and know the truth about this "warm gem". So Crenshinibon was just using her to get away from the other dwarves and hide in the wilds of the Spine of the World.It might find a troll or giant there, maybe even a dragon! Apparently, Starber was unaware of Clinshinibon's plans, and she didn't even know that her "warm gem" had a mind.Poor Starbucks was only thinking about conquering those mountains, and she didn't really understand why she was doing it. ※※※※ On his first night in power, Birxgar proclaimed the rules for the barbarians of Icewind Dale.They had followed these few rules from the time they appeared in this world until Wulfgar defeated Safstar ten years ago. All contact with Ten-Towns was forcibly banned, and talking to Bruno Warhammer and all those bearded fellows was the only thing that would end in death. "If those bearded guys are found wounded on the tundra, let him die there!" Kista felt him staring at him as he said this. Later that night, Kista sat alone under the starry sky, feeling his torment.Now he understood his father's painstaking efforts in the afternoon.It was clear to all that Regak could not defeat Berksgar, and that the old man had to create a compromise situation from which all barbarians could benefit.In his mind, Kista knew that when most of the barbarians supported Berksgar, Rejak's abdication was a wise, even a courageous act.But in his heart, the young man was still ashamed that his father had avoided fighting. Kista believed, or at least a part of him believed, that it would have been a better end for Regak if he had died by Berksga's sword with a tomahawk in hand.This is their ancient and sacred way of life.How would the barbarian god and god of war, Tempus, view Rejak today?How will Rejak, who refuses to fight honestly and justly, spend the rest of his life? Kista buried his face in his palms, and it was not only his father who was branded with shame, but his family as well. Perhaps he should ally with Burks against his father.Birxga had been with him all the time in Hard Rock.He is also the one who guides the young man on his first tundra hunt.He would certainly welcome his support, which he might want in order to cement his position as leader. No, no matter how angry he was, he couldn't abandon his father.If needed.He'll take up arms against Burksga.Kill him, or use your own death to restore the family's honor.He will never leave his father. To have made such a choice, even the young man himself felt absurd.He sat alone under the endless sky of Icewind Dale, feeling the torment in his heart.