"Boom!"
Thunder and heavy rain show the coldness of nature in the dark night.
On a rainy night, a large group of people were crawling on the ground. They seemed not to care about the heavy rain and mud that embarrassed them. Instead, they were crawling with pious faces.
In this rainy night, people similar to ancient tribes are carrying out ceremonies.
On a simple altar built of clay, the old man like a priest is solemnly presiding over the ceremony. At the center of the altar is a dead beast surrounded by a torch, which is more and more ferocious under the fire light. What's more mysterious is that wind and rain cannot affect the torch. Instead, with the passage of time, it is burning, and the climax of the ceremony is ushered in in the singing of the priests, The people of the tribe stood up one after another to make way for a road. At the end of the road were women holding babies. They gradually carried babies to the altar and the people around became more excited.
"I beg the great God of War to give me a gift!" No one stood around anymore, so everyone kept the most devout attitude. After a long time, nothing happened, and no one stood up. As time went by, the crowd gradually became agitated and even panic, and the sense of depression grew stronger.
At this time, the babies on the altar sent out light red light one after another, and saw that there was no longer panic and depression among these people.
"Praise the God of War!"
"God did not abandon us!!"
So everyone cried with joy, even several men began to cry.
After calming down, the priest quickly led the crowd to carry the babies one by one.
Each baby has a wolf shaped tattoo in different shapes. The priest excitedly picked up one of the most brightly colored babies and held it up. "This child will be the next leader when he grows up! His name is Temos".
"Temos!"
"Temos!"
"Our future leader!"
"What about this child?" a weak voice asked, not loud, but everyone was quiet. They talked to the girl, exactly the child in her arms. The child was so dazzling in a crowd of children emitting red light, and she held the child tightly in an unnatural way.
"I found a place to throw it away during the expedition!" said the priest lightly, and no one around said anything that seemed to mean the same.
"But..." The girl was obviously at a loss.
"It's nothing! Till, you must understand that this is a child that God does not want to look at. He is a person abandoned by God." Then the priest called the people back.
The girl stood in the same place and participated in the sacrifice for the first time. She could not understand the cruel decision. It was so sad to see the little person in her arms, but the child's relatives never appeared from beginning to end.
Till has been taking care of this child for several days, but no one from the tribe is willing to help her, which makes her a little busy. After several days of preparation, the tribe has been ready for the battle. Their god blessed the newborn and let their tribe continue to exist, so they want to use an expedition to repay the great god of war.
"Elder Mori, can't we really leave him?" Today is the time to abandon the child, but Till still wants to beg.
"No, the abandoned children will bring disaster to the tribe," said the elder.
Till has felt the malice towards the child in recent days, and even several people want to kill the child in order to gain more attention from God. She doesn't insist on asking everyone to leave him, but silently follows the expedition troops. She still wants to give the child a life.
The army moves slowly towards the south. In the south, it is called the land of evil. Where it absorbs all kinds of darkness on the mainland, where the losers go, where the tribes are exiled, where cannibals live, where the beasts of war run wild, and where no one refuses to come, it is a real place abandoned by the gods. People here can only survive in the cracks without the power given by the gods, Therefore, it is also a good place to launch wars at will.
Till hoped that there would be some life for the child, and he felt a little melancholy when he watched the baby fall asleep.
"Everyone, stop and rest!"
"Call~"
The people stopped to have a rest. Till sat by a tree to rest. They had left the clan for two days and would go to the evil place to wage war in half a day. These days' walk made the girl with the child almost give up several times. Without help or even evil intention, she tried to put the child down more than once, but she stopped it, During the break, several people came to her. This happened several times on the road, and people around were so indifferent.
"Tell us about him!" These people came again.
Till held the children tightly without saying a word and ignored them.
"Hey! Can't you hear me?" They were annoyed when the girl ignored them. Just when they wanted to pull the girl, the ground began to shake and someone noticed something.
"Enemy attack! Get up quickly!" Someone shouted, but just after the reaction, the enemy began to attack their positions. Till then hurriedly held the child to find a place to hide. Nobody cared about her and there was no time to care about her. Soon more and more enemy screams represented the withering of life.
The hiding Til hugged the baby and trembled. Slowly, the screams became less and less, which made Til more and more uneasy.
"Wow, wow, wow!" Then the baby in the girl's arms began to cry.
"Who is there? Come out quickly!" It seems that someone surrounded her. Till had to stand up slowly, and soon someone drove her away.
"Get rid of them and go back."
"Yes, these abominable aggressors!"
Hearing their conversation made Till feel frightened. "Please!" She suddenly cried out.
"What are you doing?" The cry frightened the people around, so everyone looked at her side.
"This child is innocent, can you let him go?" Then he picked up the child in his arms.
They looked at each other as if they were exchanging views. "Wait a minute," they said and asked for instructions.
After a while, a tall man with a big beard came up, "What's wrong with this child?" The lion like man said, "Can you let him go if he is abandoned by God?" Till's eyes were full of supplications.
"It's really something that your God loved tribe will do. We won't do anything about a baby," the man said sarcastically.
"What's his name?" The man held the baby and looked at it carefully.
"Huh?" Till didn't respond.
"What a name!"
"I don't know."
"Really. From today on, his name is Arlo."
"Arlo Teest! My son of Leffert Teest!" said the man, holding up the baby.
"Oh! Oh!" Everyone cheered.
He looked at the girl again. "For my son's sake, you should report back to your tribe and let them know how invincible our warriors are!!!"
"Lafayette!"
"Lafayette!"
Till knew that she was alive, in a place where there was no god.
