I Was a Swordsman in Ancient Japan

Everyone has been waiting for a long time, more than half an hour late, the problem is not big, the problem is not big (manual dog head)

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Manaker is not an idiot, of course he can understand what Chapke means.

"Do you want that Kazuto named Mashima to stay in our village?" Manacre widened his eyes.

"You saw how powerful that Mashima is last night, right?" Chepke said softly, "If he becomes a member of our village, then even though our village has very few males, he can make other villages Don’t dare to look down on us and bully us.”

"But...how are you going to make that Kazuto a member of our village?" Manaker said in a deep voice, "Use women to keep him? Didn't Aiyaka just say that? He and Nazuto A man and a woman are husband and wife, and he already has a wife."

"...Regarding this matter, let's think about it slowly later." Chepke raised his hands and rubbed his temples on both sides. "The most urgent task now is to find a way to heal the injured villagers."

Chepke told Manaker what he had just learned from Uripashina, the only village doctor in the village, that "the gunshot wound cannot be treated".

"Uripahi can't be cured..." Manakor's eyes widened in astonishment, and he exclaimed.

Halfway through the speech, he realized that his voice seemed a little too loud. He quickly raised his hand to cover his mouth, and then changed into a soft tone:

"Uripahi can't heal those who are wounded by muskets? What then?"

As far as Manacre knew, there were quite a few people injured by muskets.

If none of these people can be treated... Then Manakor can't imagine what the consequences will be...

"I just thought of a hopeful way to save them..." Chepke said softly, "Manakor, go and call..."

Chepke spit out five names in one breath.

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

"Then call two more people who understand Japanese."

"Move faster." Chepke continued, "Come with me to find that white-skinned man named Skulucci later."

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Cina Village, outside the village to the east, Skulucci's camp—

One of Scruucci's quirks is that he is extremely fond of sleeping in a hammock.

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

In spite of the events of the previous night, Scruucci had a very comfortable sleep.

Years of adventure life made Scruzzi develop the habit of "waiting for death".

Even when he is sleeping, he will not take off his clothes and shoes, and always put his weapons where his hands can quickly reach them.

After a sound sleep, Scruucci walked out of his tent slowly while stretching himself after jumping out of the hammock.

Scruzzy's tent moved westward.

As soon as he stepped out of the tent, a ray of sunlight hit Scruucci directly.

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

Looking at the blue sky, Scruucci felt that even the air became a little fresher.

Just when Skulucci was smiling and enjoying the fresh air with his hips akimbo, Afjay's voice suddenly sounded from his side:

"Master Scruucci,

Are you awake? "

"Oh! Afjay! Good morning! Looking at you, you seem to have slept well last night!"

"Last night I exercised a little bit, and of course I slept soundly, but..." Afujie rubbed his right shoulder with a wry smile, "After waking up, I now feel that my right shoulder is very painful..."

The recoil of the Kentucky long rifle is not low.

Afjah, who used the Kentucky long rifle and fired an unknown number of times last night, suffered so many recoil impacts on his right shoulder. It is normal for his right shoulder to feel sore after waking up.

"Boss Skulucci, I'm going to get some food and drink, do you want me to get some for you?"

"Don't worry! Don't worry!" Scruzzi waved his hand, "Afjay, in the moment just now, I suddenly had an inspiration."

"Inspiration? What inspiration?"

"Inspiration for poetry."

"Boss, can you still write poetry?" Afujie raised his eyebrows, showing surprise.

It was the first time he had heard that Scruucci could write poetry after following Scruucci.

"Don't underestimate me." Scruucci shrugged. "I'm far more knowledgeable than you think. Want to hear a new poem I just wrote?"

"Then let me listen to the poems of the boss."

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

"Boss, if you tell those real poets about your poem, they will definitely make you apologize to the art of poetry." Afjay looked determined, as if he was speaking some truth just now.

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

"Although the poem I just wrote seems very simple, it tells a very important truth in simple sentences, but it 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 swear words to every sentence in your poem?"

"It's not a swear word." Scruucci said solemnly, "Avjay, hasn't anyone told you?"

"In addition to being used to curse people, swear words can also be used as modal particles to increase the tone of speech."

"For example, 'You are so annoying', it is much more imposing than 'You are so annoying', and it is easier to pass on your 'dislike' to others."

"So every swear word in my poem, it's a modal particle, it's used to intensify the tone."

"It can make readers understand more deeply how blue the sky is, how warm the sun is, how wonderful the weather is when the author writes this poem, and how important it is to be alive" .”

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

"I can't do it anymore. I feel that if I continue to listen to your nonsense, Boss, I will definitely not be able to look directly at the art of 'poetry' in the future."

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

After all, Afjay quickly fled from Skulucci's side as if he was running away.

"It's really boring!"

Skulucci pouted at Afja's back.

"It's rare that poetry is so popular today, I want to talk more about poetry with people."

Scruucci, who had just woken up, wasn't too hungry.

Skulucci, who was not in a hurry to have breakfast, turned his head to look west, in the direction of the village of China.

Because there was a tent blocking it, Skulucci couldn't see what China Village looked like now.

But even so, Scruucci cast his gaze straight to the western sky.

When he was about to go to bed last night, he vaguely heard shouts and low cries from the village—Scruzzi guessed that this was probably the sound made by the villagers of Kina Village when they cleaned up the village.

"...It's really miserable." Looking at the western sky, Scruucci muttered in a low voice that only he could hear clearly.

"Boss!"

At this moment, a notification sound suddenly sounded, forcing Scruzzi to look away from the western sky and turn to the owner of the sound.

The owner of this voice was an ordinary subordinate under Scruzzy's command.

"What is it?" Scruucci asked.

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

Scruucci raised an eyebrow.

The "next village" that this subordinate referred to was naturally Qina Village.

A group of people were sent from China Village——After learning about this, Skulucci only raised his eyebrows, without any surprise on his face.

"Thank you for your hard work." After praising the subordinate who came to report the news, Skulucci strode towards the gate of the camp.

"I'm going to meet them."

Scruucci was the only Japanese-speaking member of the gang.

So only Scruucci can communicate with them.

After the camp gate appeared within his field of vision, Skulucci saw Chepke and others standing outside the camp gate from afar.

After discovering that the village head had personally brought people over, Skulucci finally showed a hint of surprise in his eyes.

He sped up his pace a little, and when he came to Chepke and the others, before Skulucci had time to say anything, Chepke took the lead and bowed to Skulucci and said:

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

"We will not forget everyone who reached out to us."

"I came to thank you. (Ainu)"

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

Many villagers also saw Skulucci and others who stayed outside the village last night and provided them with remote assistance, confirming that "Skulucci helped them" is indeed true.

After listening to the translator's translation, Skulucci carefully looked at Chepke's face several times, and then waved his hands.

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

After all, Skulucci motioned for the subordinates in charge of guarding the gate 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 did not know the purpose of the sudden arrival of the Ainu people.

Although I know that these "white men" around are not the same group of "white men" who attacked their village last night.

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, just looked straight ahead, and watched as they led the way. Scruucci's back.

Scruucci's tent was barely big enough for the Chepuk to stand inside.

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

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

"Thank you very much for the helping hand you extended to us last night."

"Thank you very much."

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

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

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

"I have received your thanks."

"Thank you, let's talk about it in detail later."

"Now—you tell me something else."

Speaking of this, Scruucci changed into a somewhat joking tone

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

Although Scruucci's sentence is in the form of an interrogative sentence, its tone is that of an affirmative sentence.

Seeing that Skulucci had accurately expressed his intentions, Chepke's face flashed with embarrassment.

But he quickly recovered the expression on his face.

"...I came to you this time, apart from wanting to thank you in person, I do have other things I want to discuss with you."

Speaking of this, although he tried his best to control it, there was still a bit of urgency in Chepke's tone.

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

"Our doctors aren't very good at treating gunshot wounds like this."

"Can your doctors heal musket wounds?"

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

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

Therefore, the vast majority of Ainu people speak straightforwardly and don't talk too much about twists and turns.

Chepke didn't say any unnecessary nonsense, and directly informed their request.

Go ask Skulucci for help—this is the only way Chepke has just thought up to treat the villagers who have been shot in the current situation.

Skulucci and the others are also white men, and they also use the same musket.

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

As long as there is any chance to heal more villagers who have been shot, Chepke will not let it go.

Skulucci quite liked this kind of straightforward and unyielding person, chatting with this kind of person, he didn't have to worry about spending too much time talking nonsense.

"So that's why... you want to borrow a doctor from us..." Skulucci said softly.

Skulucci's expressionless face and flat tone made Chepke and others unable to understand what he was thinking.

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

Chepke added anxiously.

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

Skulucci stretched out his right index finger and dug his ear. After thinking for a moment, he said slowly:

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

A look of hope appeared on Chepke's face.

"but--"

Skulucci's sudden "but" froze the hope on Chepke's face.

"I had to tell you first."

"A gunshot wound is a troublesome wound."

Scruucci held up his left index finger, and then kept turning it.

"The current bullets are spinning and flying."

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

"Current medical skills are not developed enough to heal everyone who has been shot."

"People who are shot in the upper body have very little chance of being cured."

"The vast majority of those shot in limbs had to be amputated."

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

"Even if I send my doctor to help you, there are probably only a handful of your villagers who have been shot and can recover."

Scruucci pressed the pads of his thumb and index finger together, and indicated to Chepke and others the small gap between the nails of the thumb and index finger.

"The vast majority of your villagers who get gunshot wounds will still die or be disabled."

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

After listening to the translator's translation, Chepke's expression is now very ugly.

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

"……I see."

"Thank you for letting me know."

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

Chepke had no choice at all.

Even Scruucci's doctor couldn't heal everyone who was shot, but at least a few could be saved.

If Skulucci and the others were not asked for help, the villagers who were shot would probably all die because of their inability to treat gunshot wounds.

"I've told you everything that needs to be told." Skulucci said, "Don't go back on your word, or blame us for not helping you cure everyone after starting the treatment."

With that, Scruucci jumped out of the hammock.

"Although I think I'm a pretty good-hearted person. But I'm not so kind-hearted enough to keep giving for nothing."

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

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

Seeing the expressions of Chepke and the others, Scruucci couldn't help but smile.

"Don't worry that I will ask you to pay something that makes you very embarrassed."

"What I want. It shouldn't be a difficult choice for you."

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Both Ogata and A-Machi participated in cleaning up the village last night.

After working until dawn, Ogata and A-Machi began to rest.

Aiyaka has just set off and returned to Kuma Village to ask the doctor from Kuma Village to help China Village.

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

Last night, after learning that there were far more injuries in China Village than expected and that the medicine was far from enough, Aiyaka said almost without thinking: I will invite the doctor and medicine from Kuma Village.

At the same time, he also said: The doctor in Kuma Village will definitely come back.

There was only one man on the sled, and if there were enough and strong sled dogs pulling the sled, Eyaka could hope to return in the evening.

So before Aiyaka left the village, with the help of the villagers of Qina Village, including his own dog, he gathered a total of 8 sled dogs.

8 sled dogs - this is the limit of the number of sled dogs that Aiyaka can handle.

Since last night, the villagers of China Village have been helping to arrange the residence of Ogata, their benefactor.

There happened to be an empty house in their village.

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

Their house was sold to Chepke for a low price.

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

Because the vacant house has only been acquired for half a month, Chepke has not had time to put their dog in the house, and now the house is a veritable vacant house, with nothing but a little furniture.

It is just suitable for Ogata and the others to live in.

At Chepke's request, several 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 A-machi, who finally started to rest, have finally returned to the "home" temporarily prepared by the villagers for them.

The first thing they do when they get home is take a shower.

To be more precise, it was Ah-machi who bathed Ogata.

Although last night, every time Ogata killed someone, he tried his best to prevent the enemy's blood from splashing on himself.

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

After the battle last night, Ogata was basically in the state of "half blood man".

The blood splashed on his body had even soaked through his clothes and stained Ogata's flesh.

If you don't take a bath as soon as possible, the smell of sweat and blood will make all the pigs in the pigpen hate Ogata.

Therefore, after helping the villagers clean the village, after working all night, when he came home, A-machi, who had already smelled a strange smell from Ogata's body, immediately asked Ogata to take a bath.

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"How is it? Is the water temperature too hot?" A-Machi asked Ogata who was lowering his head and soaking his hair in the water basin.

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

"Then I'll add a little more cold water." A-Ming scooped up the cold water in the bucket next to him with a ladle, and added it to the hot water basin where Lai Ogata washed his hair.

In this empty room, there was no one else except Ogata and A-Machi.

Because there are no outsiders around, Ogata doesn't have to worry about anyone peeking at him - although he is not afraid of anyone peeking at him either.

"I think my hair that hasn't been washed for a month is cleaner than your current hair." A-Machi complained about Ogata's current hair in a neither salty nor light tone.

Due to the limited conditions, it is naturally impossible for Ogata to take a bath in a large bathtub. He can only use a basin to hold hot water, and then use a rag to scrub his body.

Regarding whether to wash the hair first or the body first, neither Ogata nor A-Machi chose to wash the body first without hesitation.

Ogata's hair... its current appearance can be said to be unbearable to look at.

The blood sprinkled on his hair dries up and coagulates into lumps, making Ogata's hair become "clumps" one by one.

After soaking the hair in hot water, part of the blood clots melted, and the transparent clear water quickly turned into light red blood water.

"I know..." Ogata himself knew that his current hair was very disgusting... "Ah, it hurts a little, please use a little strength."

Sitting next to Ogata, Ogata helped Ogata to wash his hair, and bit by bit he rubbed Ogata's blood-congealed hair.

Rub out the knotted hair without hurting Ogata - this is a lot of work, and soon A-Machi felt his fingers start to feel sore.

"Would you like to try to shave Tsukiyo's head in the future?" Atachi Asaogata asked, "Shaving Tsukiro's head is very convenient, whether it's washing your hair or fighting people."

"Absolutely not." Ogata replied in a firm tone without thinking.

Even if Ogata died, he would not shave the Tsukiyo head like the Mediterranean.

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

Until now, their tense nerves finally relaxed.

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

"We don't seem to need to buy guns from that Scruucci in the future." Atachi said softly to Ogata, "Now there are a bunch of Kentucky long rifles for us to choose from."

"That's right." Ogata couldn't help smiling, "Not only weapons are at our disposal, but horses are also at our disposal."

Ogata and the others almost have a "reconstruction grace" to China Village.

If Ogata told the villagers of Kina Village that they wanted to take some of the weapons and horses confiscated from those white men, the villagers would definitely not refuse.

"In addition to weapons, I also plan to take two horses." Ogata said, "With horses, we will be able to use horses for transportation in the future."

"Horse..." A-Ming looked embarrassed, "I don't know how to ride a horse..."

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

People without financial resources and channels can't get horses.

With Shiranui in the state of decline before, 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 their personalities seem to be quite docile. It shouldn't be very difficult to ride."

"Will horsemanship be difficult?" A-cho asked.

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

Although A-machi's temperament is more enthusiastic and open, but as a native of the Edo period, she is quite conservative in some places.

If Ah-Ming heard the colorful joke he just said, Ogata guessed that she would beat him, so Ogata forced the joke back to his stomach.

"No." Ogata said casually, "People with a good waist can learn to ride a horse faster. With your waist, A-Machi, you should be able to learn quickly."

"Is my waist good?" Ah-Ming touched his lower back, "I think my waist strength is average, I can only do about 500 of 'bending' in one go."

The so-called "bending" is a method of exercising that has been passed down from generation to generation in Shiranui.

Ogata talked about it to Ogata, and also demonstrated it to Ogata.

At that time, after seeing the "bending" demonstrated by A-Machi to Ogata, Ogata's only thought was—isn't this just sit-ups?

That's right, the so-called "bending", its movements are basically the same as the modern "sit-ups".

"Your waist strength is already very good."

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

Ogata silently added in his heart.

Back then, Ogata met A-Machi frankly for the first time on a table that he brought from Mamiya that could be used as a low bed.

Early the next morning, one corner of the table collapsed.

Ogata always felt that the blame for the collapse of the table had to be borne by A-Machi.

At this time, A-Machi had just washed Ogata's hair, and began to dry Ogata's hair with another clean towel.

"There are a lot of Kentucky long rifles for us to take now." Ogata said to A-Machi who was holding a towel behind him to help him dry his hair, "Do you want to take a few more at once?"

"That's exactly what I mean."

Atachi Road.

"I'm going to take five Kentucky long rifles."

"Will five be too few?" Ogata responded in a half-joking tone, "Do you want to take a few more?"

"Five sticks are enough."

"The Kentucky Long Rifle is not light. If you carry too much, it will become a burden."

Speaking of this, Ah-ding paused.

Then sighed.

"That Kentucky long rifle, I used it once last night. It is much more powerful than I imagined."

"It's more powerful than the iron cannon I modified that I used before..."

"I didn't expect Nanban to have developed such a powerful iron cannon..."

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

"I saw a guy using short guns last night." Ogata said, "Among the weapons left by the Cossacks, you should be able to find some short guns. Do you want to pick a few short guns and take them away?"

"Short guns..." A-Ming muttered, "Then take them together. Anyway, the short guns are small, so it doesn't matter if you carry a few more."

After a brief discussion, Ogata and A-Machi quickly decided on the spoils to be taken later.

Ogata's hair dries quickly, and Ogata's hair was wiped dry after only a while.

"Okay, it's time to wash your body." Ah-Ming casually threw the towel aside, "Take off your dirty clothes quickly..."

"Mashima Goro! Mashima Goro! Is Mashima Goro there?"

Before A-Machi finished speaking, there was a very substandard "Mashima Goro" sounded outside the house one after another.

It was an unfamiliar voice.

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

Outside the house was a middle-aged man and an elderly man.

That old man was someone Ogata knew very well.

"Chief Chepke?" Ogata raised his eyebrows vigorously.

This middle-aged man was Chepke, the head of China Village.

Looking at Ogata, whose hair was loose and damp, Chepke was stunned for a moment, and then asked:

"Sorry, I didn't know you were taking a bath, I'll come back 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: "Village Chief, do you need to find me?"

Chepke nodded:

"I have... something very important to talk to you about. (Ainu language)"

——A pretty important thing?

Feeling doubts and curiosity in his heart, Ogata nodded:

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

"If I come in now, will I really not hinder you?" (Ainu language)" Chepke hesitated.

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

Seeing that Ogata had said so, Chepke didn't hesitate any longer, and led his interpreter into the rooms of Ogata and Atachi.

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

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

"Village Chief, I don't know why you came to me this time, why?"

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

Chepke said it bluntly.

"First things first—I've come to thank you formally."

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

"Mashima Goro, Machi. 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 have kindness to us badly."

"If you encounter any trouble in the future, or want something, please feel free to tell us."

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

As soon as Chepke's words fell, Xu Fang immediately said with a wry smile:

"you are welcome."

"We just did what we could."

Ogata moved out the polite saying he often said - "I just did something within my ability".

"I have received your thoughts and thanks. You said just now that you wanted to tell me three things. What are the other two things besides thank you?"

Ogata, who didn't want to listen to the topic of "thank you" for too long, took the initiative to change the topic.

"Second thing—I'm here to give Scruucci a message."

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

"No." Chepke shook his head, "It's not he looking for me, but I looking for him."

Speaking of this, a faintly touched smile appeared on Chepke's face.

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Back in time to just now——

Scrooge and their camp—

"Don't worry that I will ask you to pay something that makes you very embarrassed."

"What I want. It shouldn't be a difficult choice for you."

The translator had just translated Skulucci's words to Chepke and the others, and they all cast puzzled and nervous glances at Skulucci.

They waited for Scruucci to say what he wanted in return.

"I just need one... oh no, two things."

Scruucci held out 2 fingers.

"A lot of meat and a lot of wine."

"Meat and wine?" Chepke widened his eyes in astonishment.

"That's right! It's meat and wine!" Scruzzi put away his two raised fingers, "We're going to have a festival called 'Maslenitsa' soon."

"In this festival of ours, everyone wants to eat meat to their heart's content and carnival to their heart's content."

"My subordinates total about 50 people."

"I hope you can provide me and my subordinates with enough meat and drink for at least 5 days."

"Anything will do. Venison, bear."

"We also accept jerky."

"I don't need any thank you from you."

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

"I will take this meat and wine as your thank you and the reward for hiring our doctor."

"How? Agree?"

Although the amount of words that Skulucci said just now is very large, the Japanese level of Chepke’s translator is very good. When Skulucci’s voice just fell, the translator also The translation is complete.

After listening to the translator's translation, Chepke was stunned for a moment.

Then he nodded excitedly:

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

Chepke had already envisioned various requests that Scruucci might make.

He never expected——Scruzzi's request was so simple.

They only want meat and wine.

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

Drinks are more troublesome, and they can't be brewed quickly, but they can borrow them from several well-connected villages such as Kuma Village.

Alcohol is not a very valuable thing, and villages such as Kuma Village will definitely be happy to lend the wine stored in their village to Qina Village.

Chepke, who was afraid that Scruucci would repent, nodded vigorously with a speed and strength that seemed to throw his own head off.

"In that case, the deal is concluded."

Scruucci smiled.

"There are 4 doctors under my command."

"Two of them are here now."

"The other 2 people and most of the medicines are with my deputy."

The deputy that Skulucci mentioned was none other than Vasily.

"I'm going to send someone to my deputy now and have them come over."

"They won't arrive until tomorrow, probably."

"Today, I can only send the two doctors who are here to help you."

"Okay, no problem! (Ainu language)" Chepke said.

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

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

"Ah, by the way, I almost forgot about it." Skulucci patted his forehead, "Village Chief, when you return to your village later, can you give me a message for Mashima Goro? ?”

"Mashima Goro?"

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

"Do you have a message... yes." Chepke nodded, "I see."

...

...

The timeline goes back to the present——

"Skulucci asked me to go 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 language)"

——Could it be to continue to ask me, the clue of 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 just started attacking the village of China, which forced Skulucci's words to be interrupted.

Ogata also failed to hear the name of the Kazuto whom Scruucci was looking for.

"I see. Village chief, thank you for your words."

Speaking of this, Xu Fang paused for a moment, and then changed into an emotional tone.

"It's very good to have Scruucci's doctor so easily brought in."

"That's right..." Chepke sighed along with him, "Skulucci's doctor has started treating the wounded now."

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

"Now with the help of Skulucci's doctor." Ogata reassured, "More people will definitely be rescued."

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

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

"So——Scruzzi's words, I have already brought them."

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

Speaking of this, Chepke hesitated for some reason.

At the same time, his eyes subconsciously turned to A-Machi who was sitting behind Ogata.

There was a little hesitation in his eyes.

But these hesitant looks did not appear in Chepke's eyes for too long.

After only a moment, these hesitant expressions turned into firm expressions:

"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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