Chapter 8 (1/2)
This is the feeling!
Everything is progressing s into the tribal chief’s clothes and carries himself quite well, perhaps this is the reason why he used to be a tribe leader, he takes little effort to get used to his old trade!
Next step is to manipulate Luton, to control the small tribe
In the iant stone Goddess, is a wide platfor
On the platforh, queer patterns are carved on the altar
Every giant tribe have an altar each, no matter how small their tribe is, they will always construct an altar
Fro, froion Hence, even though this tribe is snified appearance! (Unlike the stone Goddess statue)
With a crooked yet tall body, leopard skin clothing, a plu a old wooden tree branch, with a few tufts of grey beard, and a face full of wrinkles with a slightly vulgar look
The one that appear before the crowd is the new tribal chief– The Great Luton!
“I am your new tribal chief” Luton slowly raises his swollen eye bags, using his giant tree branch pointing the crowd of giants below the altar, with hts
In the crowd of iants, majority are males, only a few sparse female, from the tribal leader’s tent………
As one can well irief……
The dull pain, such grief……
Even though the new chief look old, no one has any idea how did he defeat the previous chief, not only that, the new tribal chief is also tied with layers and layers of metal chains, which look so aard no matter how you look at it………
However, those giants are after all lacking in intelligence, even with a crowd of giants they can’t understand why the new tribal chief has such an unusual interest……
All the giants have no words of co crazily just noith a face full of sincerity, kneel below the altar, saying in chorus, ” All hail, the great Luton!”
When the crowd of giants ko, Luton hurriedly face Reynold, shyly squeezing out a smile
da, who knohether master will hit me later!
Reynold stroke his chin, waving his hand, signalling for Luton to continue
Seeing nified tone, he shouted, “Stand up! My clansmen!”
Luton sweeps his eyes over at the crowd of giants with gaze like those of aexpression shown in his eyes is extrear………
Luton’s eyes stop on the body of a sturdy giant, “Alright! I’in!”
The sturdy giant can’t help but to shi+ver
Begin? Begin what?
When a new giant takes up the position of tribal chief, hefor God’s blessing
Under nor cereiant] as picked
The sturdy giant treain, a terrible scene is suddenly conjured up by his retarded intelligence, in a dark night without iant squeezing into a mushroom tent……
Miserable screaiants cover his butt, with an expression full of pain, this scene is already iiant’s not spacious brain
It can’t be that the new tribal leader is………
Just when the sturdy giant is preparing to die rather than sub……
On the altar, Luton suddenly chants with deep emotions………