Augustus Under the Horseshoe

? What's that for? "Amidst the hustle and bustle, Pain Hess, who doesn't understand the social structure of people and horses at all, shook his forefoot twice and asked quite curiously.

"Oh. Nothing." Christina turned her head and showed a big smile. "In short, you are responsible for protecting this chief's safety 24 hours a day."

"I always feel like my lively and lovely sister, who is full of vitality. Recently, my heart is getting darker and gloomy." After hearing the understatement of the chief, Christian reluctantly covered his face. She took the composite longbow and iron long sword handed by the maid beside her, and gently jumped on the wooden platform, and handed the weapon to her chief.

According to the tradition of sagittarius. The chief will bestow weapons on the tribe. The latter will swear allegiance to the chief.

"It's time to start." The black-skinned bard bent four slender black horseshoes, kneeling gracefully on the wooden platform. Turning his slender wrist, he caught a graceful cello out of thin air and leaned it on his smooth, dark left shoulder. The right hand is skillfully and elegantly waving the antique bow, and playing a beautiful lyrical background music with the low and heavy characteristic vocal music of the cello.

"Wait, although I don't know much about music, is the cello really something that can appear in the 4th and 5th centuries? Or is it that the fantasy world does not need to follow the laws of reality?" Painhurs was strange Turned his head. "And I always feel that the song she played is so familiar... "The Noble Emperor"???"

"Ahem! Powerful Painhurs! I, the chief of the Bloodfury clan: Christina! Under the gaze of Skerrit and most of the clan. Accept you as a member of the clan." In her sister's deep and graceful melody Among them, Rouge Lima

Announcing his decision loudly. He brought Liu Yuan's attention back. Painhurs shrugged, facing the chief, bending down four pale horseshoes full of explosive power to show surrender. Anyway, the structure of the centaur has already said goodbye to squatting, sitting and other movements, and every dog ​​has to kneel, which is not bad.

"Well, this person eats soft or hard, and can't deal with him impatiently. He has to go step by step and take his time." Christina slowly conceived her plan of conquest in her mind. With his elegant hands, he raised the extremely exquisite composite longbow made of yew wood and draped it on Painhurs' left shoulder. "I will give you the composite longbow used by my mother. I hope you will use it to hunt and graze the clan and shoot all the enemies who come in."

"I will follow all your will and commands and realize all your dreams and visions." Painhurs learned the rhetoric that Christian just taught him, repeating it mechanically.

"Very well, then, I will grant you the duties of the Chief Guard." Watching Painhurs accept her mother's longbow, Christina smiled and drew the slender iron long sword, and continued to ride on the pale. On the centaur's left shoulder, the sharp blade gently rubbed Painhurs' neck, gently rubbing teasingly. "I will give you a long sword made of iron. I hope you wear it to protect me twenty-four hours a day. Breathe with your chief and share fate."

"Is this kind of nasty rhetoric really a necessary ritual to join a clan?" Liu Yuan wanted to complain, but now, it was the last step. At this moment, it was unrealistic to repent and he had no choice but to bite the bullet and lift himself pale. With both hands, gently grasping the extremely cold spine of the sword, looking at Christina's **** eyes that are as magnificent and passionate as rubies, she spoke very solemnly. "I do."

"Very good! By the way, you are alone and have no family. And you are also my guard. Then, you can live with us in a tent." Rouge Liema said cheerfully. "Ah, you promised to teach us to build an igloo. Ride the sky before it gets dark. Hurry up. I am fed up with being awake in the middle of the night. When I opened my eyes, I found the picture of the tent being blown away!"

"Well, here comes it." Painhurs said helplessly. "By the way, is your mother's bow suitable for me? Your sister is a spellcaster, so you don't need it. But you... don't you say that the chief, you can't bend the bow?"

After hearing Painhurs' question, Christina fell silent. Her cheerful face was extremely wronged in an instant. A pair of red eyes, which are as magnificent as rubies, also showed a pathetic expression of grief and indignation. The rouge mare sighed, took the compound longbow from the pale white horse, and skillfully drew out a full full moon—but between the bow and the bowstring, there were two impressive towers that were so bloody. Zhang's full snow peak.

"Oh." Painhurs nodded suddenly, this is really a sad story.