"Today, not only have we crowned the champions of various competitions, but we are delighted to learn that our Black Iron Bow has finally been drawn by a brave warrior. We invite this warrior to co up on stage." The Chief of the Northern Tribes had barely finished speaking when a wave of amazed gasps erupted from the crowds of the three tribes. When Ah Dai had drawn the bow earlier, not many people noticed because they were more focused on the other two competitions. The Black Iron Bow is extrely famous within the Aryan tribe and is a prized possession of the Northern Tribe. No one has ever been able to draw it before.
Xuan Yue tugged at Ah Dai’s clothes and said, "They’re calling for you."
Ah Dai, surprised, pointed at his own nose and asked, "? What should I do up there?"
"You are the one who drew the Black Iron Bow, right? Perhaps they have so kind of prize to give you! Go and see."
Ah Dai was overwheld by the crowd. "I- I’d better not go. I shot the arrows onto soone else’s target, it’s so embarrassing!"
Xuan Yue shoved him and said, "Why do you always lack confidence in yourself? You’re capable, go quickly, otherwise I’ll be angry."
The Chief of the Northern Tribes had once again called out, "We once again ask the brave warrior who drew the Black Iron Bow to co up on stage."
Tubari also urged Ah Dai and said, "Young brother, show your face, if you do not go, it is a sign of disrespect towards our Northern Tribe. You would be treated as an enemy."
Ah Dai jumped in surprise, with no other choice, he walked towards the central wooden stage step by step as the Aryan people around him cheered. Yan Li had not seen Ah Dai’s earlier performance, and when Ah Dai reached the stage, he couldn’t help but ask, "Brother, did you draw the Black Iron Bow?"
Ah Dai nodded slightly, but before he could say anything, he was already brought forward by the Chief of the Northern Tribes. The Chief, in his forties, donned in leather armor, his hands thick and strong, wore an excited smile on his face. "Young man, congratulations. You are the first person who could draw the Black Iron Bow. I heard that when you drew the Black Iron Bow, a white light shone from you. Is that your martial energy?" While martial arts were common in the Federation, it was rare among the Aryan people, nomadic beings. Because of their dark skin, most people were unwilling to interact with them, making martial energy a rarity here.
Ah Dai nodded, saying, "Yes."
The Chief patted his shoulder, saying, "Well done, a hero indeed erges from the youth. Although you are a foreigner, you were able to draw the Black Iron Bow. We also honor you with the courtesy of a warrior. Today, your reward is the sa as Kundu Batulu, you can select the most beautiful girl from our three tribes as your bride." Kundu was the short, sturdy man who had previously toppled Aguti.
Ah Dai jumped in surprise and thinking about Xuan Yue’s reaction earlier, his face flushed red, he quickly waved his hands and said, "No, no need."
The Chief laughed heartily, saying, "Young man, there’s no need to be shy. It’s settled. Today’s competition is over. Next is the grand feast of our Batron festival. At tonight’s bonfire party, our warrior Kundu and this warrior who drew the Black Iron Bow will choose their brides. Brothers and sisters, let us revel, drink, and dance. " As the Chief cheered, the Aryans from all three tribes celebrated passionately.
Ah Dai returned to Yan Shi and Xuan Yue, led by Yan Li, in a daze. Xuan Yue stood by the side with a stern expression, not saying a word. Ah Dai approached Xuan Yue, whispering, "Yue Yue, I didn’t know it would be like this either, I’m not going to choose any bride, don’t be upset."
Xuan Yue snorted and said, "Whether or not you choose a bride has nothing to do with . I wouldn’t care about it!" After speaking, she turned and walked towards a roast at rack to eat.
Yan Shi walked over to Ah Dai and shook his head at the dazed look on his face, whispering sothing into his ear. Ah Dai looked surprised as he conversed with Yan Shi, nodding constantly.
As the night slowly fell, a huge bonfire was lit on the endless prairie. The Aryan people danced and sang around the bonfire, their faces filled with joyful smiles. Naturally, this did not include Aguti, who had lost the wrestling match, and his beloved Lan Yin. The two of them cuddled together on the side, Aguti lowering his head, his face pale, continuously regretting why he couldn’t hold on till the end.
At the loud command of the Chief of the Northern Tribes, the Aryans from all three tribes quieted down.
"Alright, our bonfire party begins now. First, please welco the two heroes who will be choosing their brides today."
Ah Dai and Kundu, dressed in their tribal clothes, were led up to the Chief surrounded by a group of young people.
"Well, two warriors, you can say today is a happy day for both of you. The girls of the Aryan Tribe, stand up if you are over eighteen and unmarried, and see if you are fortunate to be chosen by these two warriors." At the sound of the Chief of the Northern Tribes, hundreds of girls from the three tribes stood up. Most of them showed hopeful expressions, it would be such an honor to marry a warrior! However, this of course, did not include Lan Yin. Under Aguti’s hopeless eyes, she slowly stood up. Even though she was unwilling, but she could not disobey the rules set by the Aryan tribe for hundreds of years.
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