Chapitre 293: Chapter 155 Longbow Militia_2

Subsequently, chieftains adorned in feather crowns made their entrance. They alternated their steps, jingling the bells on their hands and feet, waving their hollow wooden sticks, creating a gust-like, deep whooshing sound. After dancing for several moments, from time to time a chieftain would respectfully step forward, kneel on both knees before His Highness, and lift up the deer meat, bird meat, rabbit meat, goose, and even the symbol of death, the black vulture, all personally roasted.

Xiulote smiled and nodded his acknowledgment one by one. He motioned for Bertade to not worry and personally took the food, sampling a small bite of each as a symbolic gesture. Every time he tasted an offering, a tribe's militia would cheer in unison, jumping into dance. By the end of all the offerings, the camp was filled with shouts of elation and joy.

"Great Chief! Great Chief! Great Chief!..."