#191 - Tribal Wizard Sequence

The Great Shaman of the Spirit Tree Tribe was a gray-haired old woman.

Her head was full of white hair like silver threads, with some unknown branches inserted to stabilize her long hair, and she held a wooden crutch of the same material in her hand.

Noticing that Muen still didn't quite believe it, the Great Shaman walked to the second stone carving and lifted the white silk cloth.

Muen could tell that this stone was originally one piece with the first stone carving.

The joints of the two stone carvings were very smooth, as if a painting had been cut in half.

"This is the stone carving prophecy of our Spirit Tree Tribe, which clearly foretells the identity of the heir."

This stone depicted a scene of a wizard in battle.

A wizard in black, wearing a pointed hat, was casting spells to strike a grimacing monster.

Such a battle scene didn't prove anything, because many wizards might encounter using magic to strike dark creatures.

But the very strange thing about the stone carving was that the wizard was holding something similar to a magic wand in his hand.

After noticing that the wizard in the stone carving was holding a magic wand, Muen vaguely began to believe that the stone carving was not fake.

Because after disembarking today, Muen did not hold the magic wand in his hand.

Moreover, as far as Muen knew, the wizards of this world did not have the habit of using magic wands.

It could be said that Muen's magic wand was the only one, and also the first one, in this world.

Seeing that Muen was no longer speaking, the last Great Shaman of the Hailan Tribe also came out.

He was the youngest of the three Great Shamans, and his voice was particularly loud.

"The prophecy that the High Priest left for our Hailan Tribe is that the heir will come on the Scarlet Moon."

The third stone carving depicted a person stepping on a red moon and arriving at a small island on the sea.

After seeing the third stone carving, Muen subconsciously turned his head to look at the Black Ship he had modified.

[Scarlet Moon]

After reading all three stone carvings, not only was Muen very surprised, but the veterans behind him also showed strange expressions.

The tribesmen on Star Island had naturally never seen Muen's magic wand, nor did they know the name of the Black Ship.

But the companions who had been drifting at sea with Muen for so long were very clear.

The person in the stone carving might really be Muen.

Muen couldn't help but suspect that this High Priest from three thousand years ago could travel between two worlds like him.

Or was the other party even more powerful and able to travel through time?

Muen couldn't be sure.

After combining all the paintings on the three stone carvings, only Muen could match every scene above.

Perhaps sensing the unnaturalness of Muen's expression, the Star Shaman had people move away the stone carvings and stepped forward again.

"Heir..."

The Star Shaman was about to speak, but Muen quickly interrupted him.

"Great Shaman, you can still call me Scarlett or Muen, Heir sounds a bit strange."

Muen's belief in prophecies has never been very high.

In addition to the influence of that drunken divination professor at Hogwarts, Muen actually believed more that fate should be in his own hands, and should not be defined by a prophecy.

"Is that so? Then we will follow the rules of the tribe's wizards and call you High Priest, how about that?"

Muen quickly waved his hand again.

He had already learned from Ben that the High Priest was the strongest existence among all the tribe's wizards.

His orders could command all the tribesmen.

And Muen was very clear that he did not have such strength at all now.

According to the inheritance sequence of the tribe's wizards:

Medium, Witch Doctor, Shaman, Great Shaman, Priest, High Priest.

Muen was now only ranked in the Witch Doctor level.

Even among the young wizards behind the three Great Shamans, Muen found that three were close to his strength, and two had already surpassed him.

"Please just call me Muen."

Seeing the respectful attitude of the three elderly Great Shamans, Muen was embarrassed to let the other party call him by his surname again.

"Alright, Muen."

The Star Shaman pondered slightly before speaking again.

"Actually, we all know that it is difficult to accept the identity of the High Priest's heir, but you can stay on Star Ash Island first, and this matter can be taken slowly."

After talking with Ben just now, the three Great Shamans already knew that Muen was now in urgent need of a place where he could live stably.

And there were many such places on Star Ash Island.

They were also very willing to welcome the return of the High Priest's heir in this way.

"Okay."

Seeing Muen agree, the three Great Shamans all breathed a sigh of relief.

As the three wizards who had studied tribal magic for the longest time, they possessed the oldest secrets in the tribe,

and never questioned the High Priest's ability.

Now that the stone carving prophecy said that Muen was the High Priest's heir, they had no doubts.

On the other hand, the young wizards behind the Great Shaman did not have such pure thoughts as the Great Shamans.

After the prophecy stone carvings were all removed, the veterans received a warm welcome.

Not far from the pier, the hospitable tribesmen had already prepared a grand welcoming ceremony.

At this time, the sun had just set, but in this open space, many people holding torches had already gathered.

In the center of the open space, a tall bonfire had already been built.

After seeing Muen walk into the arena, several young and strong tribal warriors, holding torches, strode towards the bonfire.

Their eyes flickered with excitement and anticipation, and they chanted words, as if praying to the God of Fire.

As the torches approached, with a "boom", the bonfire ignited instantly, like a fierce fire snake, rushing straight into the night sky.

"This is our highest etiquette, it hasn't been held for hundreds of years."

After the Star Shaman introduced it, he pulled Muen, passed through the bonfire, and walked to the uppermost position.

The other veterans were also arranged to sit around the bonfire circle.

As the young men and women of the tribe danced ancient welcoming dances, smiles gradually appeared on the faces of the veterans.

"This is the style of our veterans! When guests come, they must be treated with good wine and good meat."

Holl's mood became even more comfortable after tasting a sip of the tribe's wine.

Nearly a month of sea life had long made him tired.

Although they also attended banquets at the Meyerzu Castle of the Bailey family.

But Holl could feel that the Bailey family did not treat them like guests at all, and their eyes were full of ridicule and contempt.

After today's comparison, he could feel the true nature of the tribesmen.

"Guests? I think they want Muen to become the owner here!"

Zalan had been following Muen all the time, and he heard all the words of the three Great Shamans.

Especially those three stone carving prophecies, besides Muen, he felt the deepest.

Zalan originally wanted to figure out Muen's identity secret, but now it seemed that the evidence was conclusive. "What's wrong with the owner? Isn't it good here? No war, no intrigue, I can't wait to settle down here."

Hearing Holl say what was in his heart, Zalan couldn't refuse.

After landing today, Zalan's first impression of this place was also very good.

The tribesmen were very simple, kind, and hospitable, which made Zalan very fond of them.

In addition to these advantages, there were also powerful wizards guarding here.

Such a place was indeed more suitable for living than the outside world.

Of course, besides these advantages, the only thing to worry about was Muen.

Thinking of this, Zalan couldn't help but turn his head to look at Muen sitting in the upper position and a group of tribal wizards.