Dark Savages Come To the United States Chapter 212

"Dude, I said you were going to give us a beer?"

Rumlow said to Steve with a can of beer on the table.

The table is full of barbecued meat. It is well known that the food culture circle over there does not eat offal very much, so there is nothing on the table except for large pieces of barbecued meat such as ribs and legs.

"I think it's pretty good."

Matthew picked up a smoked rib and stuffed it into his mouth, munching on it.

There are not many changes that can be made by the heating of American barbecue, on the contrary, various shops are more concerned about the sauce.

This street shop is not as high-end as the taste that pays attention to the heat.

The high-end shop Steve's salary is not enough.

"By the way, can this store bring its own drinks?"

Jessica used a fork to move the roasted meat on the plate. She was not used to drinking local beer. Jessica, who was used to drinking spirits, was not very interested in beer itself.

"After eating these, I realized what was missing in life in the Holy Mountain."

Luke's mouth was full of competition, and his body was shaking as he spoke.

He has a very black style, and he can't see his previous stability at all.

"Speaking of this, I want to know why there are black bread everywhere on the holy mountain. Not everyone likes the taste of that thing?"

Rumlow poured a sip of beer into his mouth, and then spoke to the people present with great interest.

"Who knows, on the contrary, every time I go to the blacksmith to find Bulkessel, the main food is black bread. But I have not seen that milk anywhere else."

Jessica took out the wine that Orak gave her from her backpack. This big can was five or six liters at least, and she couldn't finish it even if she was an alcoholic.

"Which ancestor's treasure is this?"

Rumlow smelled the aroma of the wine, took a big mouthful of meat and grabbed the wine Jessica took out and poured it into the glass.

Jessica took back the wine jug angrily and filled several people in the room with beer glasses, then shook the jug and confirmed the stock before speaking.

"Ancestor Banar, congratulations to Olak on getting an heir."

Jessica put the jar back in her backpack and picked up the cup in front of her.

"Come on, for Harrogath! For Burkesso! Cheers!"

Jessica held her glass high and said words of celebration that outsiders didn't understand.

"For Harrogath! For Bourkessel! Cheers!" ×4

Steve also joined the cheers without any hesitation.

The moment the wine entered the mouth, the burning sensation like a flame made Steve a little unbearable.

It's not that he hasn't drunk strong alcohol, but even the strongest alcohol he's ever drank doesn't have the feeling that his whole body is about to be set on fire.

"This wine is not the same as Maddock's ancestor's collection, it's a bit rough."

Luke let out a long breath with his mouth open.

"What treasures does Maddock have? Didn't he drink all of his treasures before he died in battle? Most of the 'treasures' he said were taken from other ancestors."

Rumlow reminisced about the taste in the wine and said quietly.

"Last time Luke drank the collection of Bulkesso. I heard that it was the original version. Later, Bulkesso's technology became better, so he gave that batch of wine to the ancestors."

Matthew, who had heard a lot of ancestor gossip from Leko, put down his glass and said.

Steve looked at the crowd in front of him with a smile, and he couldn't join in on the topic of the Holy Mountain of Harrogath.

It seems that he is about the same age as the people present, but Steve, who has been sleeping for nearly fifty years, is a truly old man.

It's just that the mentality is still the same as when I was young.

"You are different from me, but I have seen Olak's past."

Jessica swallowed the wine in her mouth and made an exaggerated voice unique to alcoholics before speaking.

Among the barbarian recruits, only Jessica was the chosen heir, and she was the only one who didn't have to figure out how to get to know her leader.

"Olak in the picture is really wild, the gesture of wantonly killing demons is handsome enough!"

Jessica's words gave Luke some taste.

"Speaking of pictures, except for Jessica, what everyone sees is basically the pictures of Bourkesso, right?"

Matthew stuffed another piece of meat into his mouth. Although he didn't stay on the holy mountain for as long as Rumlow and the others, he was also a little greedy.

"Speaking of Bulkessel, what picture will his chosen successor see? Can we see the general process of Bourkessel's battle as we do?"

Rumlow and Steve clink glasses and talk.

"Who knows, I think it might be different from what we saw."

Luke took a gulp of wine, and then said vaguely.

The drink just now was a little violent, and his tongue was a little woody.

"That's true, but that has nothing to do with us."

Jessica glanced at Steve, who was a little embarrassed, and planned to change the subject.

"It's surprising that Captain America is still alive."

"Indeed, I was surprised too."

Nick Fury pushed open the private room with some effort to get the door, walked directly to Steve and sat down.

Rumlow looked at Nick Fury with disgust.

"This is?"

Jessica took a sip from the glass, and the box was completely shrouded in the smell of spirits.

"Nick Fury, the director of S.H.I.E.L.D.. Ruthless, he was even able to kill me as a hero in order to maintain stability."

Rumlow picked up the glass and took a sip.

"You're the one who got Bourkessel to punish himself? I have to say that's pretty remarkable."

Matthew picked up a steak and stuffed it in his mouth.

Nick Fury was indeed a big man in their eyes before, but not now.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. is actually not as bad as Rumlow said, but his purpose is good."

Steve gave Nick Fury a disgusting look, then explained.

"The purpose is good, so we can do it in a dark way? The body of the purple man is still in the research room of SHIELD."

Rumlow said with some contempt.

If it weren't for the purple man's ability, Bucky Barnes would have blown Nick Fury's head off.

"boom!"

The sudden loud noise was when Jessica smashed the wine glass on the table. Although the purple man was no longer a nightmare for her, that guy could also make Jessica angry!

"You didn't destroy that **** as agreed, and you are still researching!?"

Jessica already had a hand axe in her hand.

No one in the room knew about Jessica's past, maybe Nick Fury knew a little.

After all, he personally issued an order to investigate the news of the purple man.

"Jessica?"

Luke stood up and looked at Nick Fury with a hostile look in his eyes.

Although he didn't know why Jessica was angry, he knew that as a barbarian, he would not unleash his anger for no reason.

Coupled with his favorable impression of Jessica, he stood up for the first time.

"It looks like this 'Purple Man' is not a good thing, it's really troublesome."

Matthew picked up the glass and drank the spirits in it, then a mace and a hand axe appeared on his waist.

The two-handed hammer belonging to Rumlow also appeared at Rumlow's feet.

"I don't think we should be talking about this topic, but it looks like your research, Nick Fury, is a very dangerous thing."

Rumlow didn't stand up, but his attitude was clear.

The tone of contempt and disgust showed his attitude.

Steve drank silently. Although he didn't like Nick Fury's style, it was a bit reluctant for him to express hostility directly.

Anyway, Nick Fury's appearance is basically a stand-in after the event, and it doesn't seem to be a big deal to lose one or two.

"That's research that can reduce agent casualties, and it's useful in maintaining peace."

Nick Fury didn't do anything special, and by the way, he picked up a steak from the table and ate it.

"Who knows if you will do disgusting things with that ability, who can guarantee!?"

Jessica's hair was windless and automatic, and her anger was almost full.

"No one can guarantee, I can't, neither can Steve."

Nick Fury glanced up at Jessica, then buried his head and continued eating the barbecue.

"As if no one can guarantee that Bulkesso won't go on a killing spree, power is always like this. So S.H.I.E.L.D. can only gather more power and use sacrifices to maintain peace and security."

Nick Fury swallowed the food he hadn't chewed enough in his mouth, and spoke in silence.

"Okay, Director! Don't play bitter scenes. It's never you who sacrificed, it's people like me, Steve, we pay the price, and you 'maintain' the peace."

Rumlow grabbed a piece of meat and looked at it, just like he did when he was bored.

"Like this piece of meat, who can guarantee that it will not be in danger? Like will I eat it?"

"What I do is to let 'meat' have more time and make the guys who want to eat the earth pay the price!"

Nick Fury picked up Steve's glass and splashed it on the meat.

"Now, he's not so tasty."

"But I just like the taste."

Rumlow shoved the liquor-soaked meat into his mouth.

"It's just that I haven't lit a fire yet, and I myself can't get the time to ignite."

Nick Fury looked up at Rumlow, while Jessica was ignored by him.

"So, you want us to be the ones who buy time, even at sacrifice?"

Matthew faced Nick Fury, he could hear Nick Fury's heartbeat, that unchanging heartbeat at least showed that Nick Fury was serious.

"Go to TM's sacrifice, I want you to destroy Ziren's body!"

Jessica bent down and stared at Nick Fury's one eye.

Luke walked to the door, blocking the way in and out.

It's familiar to him, he used to do it when he was in elementary school when he was cleaning the punks in the toilet.

"If you guys can help me buy time for the fire, I can take the destruction of Ziren's body as a condition."

Nick Fury already knew what Steve wanted to do, and the Avengers were his plan.

Now that the Avengers are on the cards, Nick Fury isn't going to stay out.

In a matter of words, he took the lead from Steve.

"Impossible, we will not be your subordinates."

Rumlow gulps the meat, one hand already on the handle of the giant hammer.

If Nick Fury is going to say anything outrageous, then say goodbye to this life double.

"That's my purpose, and while I'm not going to listen to Nick Fury, we need logistics."

"team leader?"

Although Matthew knew for a long time that Steve had something to say, he didn't expect it.

"Rumlow, once a fighter of Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D., now has extraordinary power, but do you know what to do next to atone for it?"

Nick Fury glanced at Rumlow, completely ignoring the threat of the giant hammer.

"Luke Cage, street hero. It's not bad in general, but I never know how to be cautious. Do you know what to do to minimize the impact on civilians?"

Nick Fury turned his head and glanced at Luke Cage who was blocking the door behind him. Then he said to Matthew:

"Matthew Murdoch, or should I call you Daredevil? Do you know how many manufacturers and channels there are in Jin Bing's dark side empire? It can only be like a fly in a bottle, constantly bumping into the sky. transport."

Nick Fury looked at Jessica, who was still angry.

"Jessica Jones, I have to say sorry to you. We are committed to solving supernatural crimes, but we never noticed a victim like you under our noses."

Nick Fury stood up with some difficulty and bowed to Jessica to apologize.

"But in order not to let more people suffer from what you have suffered, I hope you can accept S.H.I.E.L.D."

Nick Fury's wobbly appearance from his injury is quite deceptive to be honest, at least less hostile to him.

"I do not need."

Jessica looked at Nick Fury, her tone contained anger, and she said word by word, but she sat down on the chair and took out the remaining spirits and poured it into her mouth.

"Jessica, that's the wine to celebrate your rebirth, it's not suitable to drink at this time. I still have some savings. I'll take you to a bar for a boring bar later."

Luke opened the door behind him, walked to Jessica's side, and took the jar with some force.

But his attitude showed that he, too, was shaken by Nick Fury's words.

"What do you stand for? S.H.I.E.L.D.? Are you talking about the help you can give us?"

Matthew should be calmer, sitting opposite Nick Fury with his hands on the table and speaking calmly.

"He can, although I don't like him either."

Steve said this, then looked at Rumlow beside him.

"I said, I do not accept the command of S.H.I.E.L.D.

Rumlow looked at Steve, determined.

"Then let me command! You can trust me!"

Steve stood up.

"What I originally wanted to say was to get everyone to form a team and deal with those things that shouldn't exist together. Since I've said it here, I don't have any hesitation."

Steve picked up the beer in front of him and sipped it.

He was relieved by the sensation of a cold beer running down his esophagus.

"We will tell what we need from SHIELD's news, but we will not act in the dark. I can guarantee that!"

"Steve, are you the real you in history?"

Matthew's tone was a little cold.

A law student, he is suspicious of many things, including the Captain America story.

Studying law can make a person lose their sensibility a little, and Matthew will not make a choice after a passionate speech.

"I can only tell with time."

A series of discussions made the otherwise cheerful dinner too tense.

"Give us some time, this kind of thing can't be settled right away."

Rumlow finished his glass of wine, picked up the giant hammer with both hands and hung it back on his waist, and turned around and left here first.

"My apartment wants no one to put gadgets in it."

Rumlow's voice came from outside the door, threatening Nick Fury.

"Jessica, let's go to a boring bar. I heard that two people can get through the difficulties twice as fast."

Luke invites Jessica.

"Let's go, Luke. This wasn't the dinner that was promised."

Jessica took the wine can from Luke's hand and put it in her backpack.

Luke spread his hands and left the restaurant with Jessica.

"Of course not, although I wish I could have dinner with you seven days a week."

Luke's voice came, accompanied by the sound of a fist hitting his waist.

Nick Fury straightened up and looked at Matthew in front of him.

"I don't think an organization that's unmoved by the existence of those guys is as noble as you say. But I can take a moment to confirm."

Matthew put away his weapon, took his coat from the hanger, and left silently.

Now only Steve and Nick Fury are left in the house.

"Nick Fury, although I'm just a soldier, I'm not as stupid as you think."

Steve looked angry at Nick Fury.

Nick Fury's constant remarks are undoubtedly fighting the team's attention.

Especially when it starts before the squad is formed.

"If I don't say this, they will think of it after all. It's better to solve the problem and prevent hidden dangers from the beginning."

Nick Fury sat on the chair, then picked up the barbecue from the table and stuffed it into his mouth.

"I won't trust you completely because of what you've done."

Steve folded his arms in front of him and looked at Nick Fury.

"I know, so this team will only be in your hands, and S.H.I.E.L.D. will only provide logistical support."

"Looks like he's important to you?"

Gu Yi had just sent off Emperor Wei Shan, and moved out a bench to sit on a rock on the side of the mountain.

Burkeseau was sitting cross-legged beside her.

Gu Yi looked at Rorschach who was wielding a weapon on the other side and said.

"Yes, but I can't remember why he is important. I just remember that I need a strong and firm heir."

Burkeseau took out a bottle of spirits and poured it into his mouth.

"Aren't you under the influence of alcohol? Every time I see you, it feels like you're drinking constantly."

Gu Yi took out a can of sparkling water from his sleeve again, inserted a straw and drank it slowly.

"Alcohol? That doesn't affect our bodies. We just need something more stimulating."

Bulkasso looked at Rorschach, his eyes flickering.

"When are you going to go to Odin's side?"

Gu Yi asked.

Odin immediately contacted Gu Yi after feeling the momentum of Bulkesso.

He intends to meet at a new appointment, this time decided by Bourkesso.

"Then tomorrow, it just doesn't seem to delay anything if we meet."

Bourkesso's tone was unusually calm.

"Little girl, when can you take me to see that Wei Shandi? Or bring them over to see me?"

Volusk suddenly appeared here, talking to Gu Yi.

Including the time of death, Volusk has existed for almost two thousand years.

There is nothing wrong with calling Gu Yi a little girl.

"You're here again, Volusk! Do you remember you're dead?"

Bulkasso said without turning his head, for Vorusk, the relatively strong immortal king, Bulkasso was still a little uncomfortable after all these years.

"But I still exist, not like..."

Vorusk's voice gradually disappeared, and the second half of the sentence was completely silent.

"I can ask Ao Shutu for you, maybe she also wants to go back to Earth to take a look."

Gu Yi didn't pay attention to Volusk's words and said with a smile.

"That's the best way, but what are you going to do with your apprentice, just that little mage?"

Vorusk was talking about Casillas who had only undergone one trial.

He won't be called a barbarian until he passes Canuck's fifth trial, and it's okay to call him a little mage now.

"Casillas? Maybe he doesn't want to be a mage anymore after he understands what justice is.

My disciples basically don't have any special talents, maybe my teacher's teaching is not very good. "

Gu Yi said casually.

Among her disciples, there are not many people who have really achieved success, and even if they want to inherit the position of this supreme mage, they will have a chance until Strange arrives.

There's also a chance for Tony, who is now living a "full" life in a cave in Afghanistan.

"Mage is a profession that pays attention to talent, and knowledge and power are always intertwined."

Burkesso thought of Li Min.

That mage was not very optimistic when she was at Xiansai College, but she grew rapidly in battle with her talent.

Later, after reading countless books, Li Min has become so powerful that it is difficult to understand.

Who among those old fellows from Xiansai College watched with wide eyes as Li Min became the strongest mage in the world in less than 30 years?

Mages need talent and knowledge too much.

"It's as if barbarians don't need talent."

When Vorusk said this, his eyes were fixed on Rorschach, and he still cared very much about this talented rookie.

"Bourkesso, really can't let him follow me for a while?"

Vorusk is still trying.

"After that time has passed, I will no longer dictate his path. Didn't I follow several ancestors in the trial back then?"

Bourkessel reached out and touched the snow on the ground.

"But when it comes to heirs, everyone will remember that you are the heir of Andakurgas."

Vorusk said in a weird tone.

"But now everyone calls me Burkeseau."

Burkesso did not continue to pay attention to Vorusk.

He just looked at the snow on the holy mountain of Harrogath and said nothing.

"Barton! How on earth do I think you have talent!"

Orongus shouted in exasperation.

Hawkeye certainly has talent, but his talent is more in mid-to-long-range attack.

Make him learn to wield a hand axe without his previous habit of contacting swordsmanship, which makes him slow in melee combat.

"I really didn't expect it."

Hawkeye whispered softly.

This repeated wielding of weapons was much harder than he had imagined.

The center of gravity of the hand axe and the long sword are completely different, and it is very awkward to swing.

"You didn't expect anything? Didn't expect your weapon combat to be so lame!?"

Orongus couldn't be impatient. He thought Maddock was the worst, but he didn't expect him to be even worse.

Luke Cage is just not well-coordinated, and has changed significantly after acquiring the Nephalem bloodline.

But Hawkeye's problem wasn't the incongruity, but the fact that the previous fighting style was a bit ingrained.

"I may not be able to help you win in a month, after all, I can't even swing an axe right now."

Hawkeye said without any pressure, and then he was shot in the head with a note of black bread.

"I didn't intend for you to beat that little girl in melee combat! But you better pass my first trial with your lame melee style!"

For the first time, you can only bring the prescribed things in the secret realm. Hawkeye will have to take a small hand axe to kill a group of fallen demons and a small group of mice.

Even though Orongus is not so good at melee combat compared to other ancestors, it is no pressure to let him chop down a few demons.

But Hawkeye is different. If he can't win the battle, he will be in trouble.

Orongus is not like the designated heir, after all, he didn't care much about the heir.

What barbarian wouldn't want to grasp talent when he's strong enough?

The barbarians who have the talent of nowhere to escape have some kind of incense relationship with Orongus.

"Olongus, it doesn't look like your progress is going well."

Cassius came with Natasha.

Although Cassius only relies on fists, he can still use weapons.

It's just that compared to his fists, the combat effectiveness of Cassius' weapons is a bit unbearable.

A weapon might be a seal to him.

"You bastard, walk away from me at least fifty meters away!"

Orongus saw Cassius appear in front of him, like a cat whose tail was trampled.

"Are you afraid that I will rush up to beat you? That's not necessary."

Cassius said with a smile:

"I just came to see your progress, and by the way, to see if I have any experience that I can learn from."

Cassius also had some hardships on Natasha's training.

Natasha and Hawkeye have similar problems, except that simple fighting habits cannot be changed.

Natasha is accustomed to using various means to fight, which is not in harmony with Cassius' style of rushing to knock down the opposite side.

Although Natasha performed well in the weapon mastery course, after all, the hand axe is a type of weapon she is more familiar with.

"Then why don't you go to Korrick, isn't he training new people too?"

Orongus was a little suspicious.

"He's with Maddock, and I'm not having a good time."

Cassius remembered beating Korrick on a whim.

He was afraid that he would be strangled by Maddock after he passed, and then severely beaten by Korlick.

This is not the first time this has happened.

Maddock likes to join in the fun, and Korrick has his revenge.

There is a high probability that he will turn into a sandbag when he meets these two guys.

"It's better if you bring Coutur, let him restrain Maddock's neck, and then you and Korrick one-on-one!"

Orongus said while waving his hand for Hawkeye to rest.

Humans who have not yet received the Nephalem bloodline cannot sustain constant training.

"I can't beat Klick."

Cassius grinned.

"Then what you mean is that you can beat me! If you have the ability, get out of the 50 meters, let's fight again!"

Orongus was blown to his lungs.

At that time, he had not forgotten that he was directly overturned by Cassius with three punches and two kicks.

"Now we are only two meters apart. I advise you to think about it before talking."

Cassius clenched his fists, and there was a series of clicks on his phalanx.

"XXXX!"

A string of unrecognizable words came out of Orongus' mouth, and then he turned around and changed his place with Hawkeye.

This distance didn't take a blink of an eye, and Cassius could shove his fist into his throat, and Orongus didn't intend to be hard.

"Okay Natasha, let's rest first. That's it for today."

Cassius said casually.

On the other side, Orongus said the same thing to Hawkeye.

"What's our dinner?"

Natasha stroked her hair in style, but this was not intentional to charm Cassius.

It's just that she's used to this kind of behavior.

"There is a warehouse next to the dormitory, which is full of food."

Cassius said casually.

Natasha beckoned and called Hawkeye, and the two walked towards the direction of the dormitory.

"You sent them to Bulkessel's pantry? The black bread in there can crack a Wirehaired rat's teeth!"

Orongus looked at Cassius as if he were looking at Baal.

"Didn't those boys in Rumlow just eat that one?"

Cassius didn't quite understand what the **** Orongus was in shock.

"Don't worry about that, that little girl is very smart, she can't be hungry. Tell me how you plan to make that boy change his habits?"

"I'm going to let you teach him. If you don't do anything standard, I'll let you beat him. Anyway, you are very familiar with this job. Every time you beat me, I have two black eye circles, no more, no less!"

Orongus got angry as he spoke, his voice getting louder and louder.

"This is a way, I just don't know if they can resist."

Cassius took it seriously.

Then he disappeared from the sight of Orongus.

Orongus turned around and went directly to the old general, Qualkek.

Qualkek has seen countless recruits, and there must be a way to deal with this kind of problem.

Orongus just wanted to see how Natasha, who was beaten by Cassius and hurt all over, broke through Barton's attack distance.

On the other end, Natasha and Hawkeye, who had just found food, looked at the cold and hard brown bread on the ground and wanted to shush.

Hawkeye picked it up and held it in his hand, then tried to take a bite, the hard bread gave him a bit of a toothache.

"Do you still have anything to eat? Natasha, I remember you always bring a few bars of chocolate."

Hawkeye took the bread in his hand and waved it, as if he had found the feeling of swinging an axe.

"Is it really that bad?"

Natasha took two bars of chocolate from a small pocket on her belt and handed one to Hawkeye.

Hawkeye glanced at Natasha and smashed the black bread on the wall with a thud.

"Well, it seems that I have to think of a way, otherwise the food I brought will not be enough to carry through tomorrow."

Natasha also picked up a piece of brown bread out of anger and walked away.

Maybe find a container to soak in some snow water and swallow it.

"Why does my teacher always keep us away from the power of the dark dimension, but she clearly controls that dimension, isn't she too selfish!"

Casillas and Canuck sat in front of the fire, baking brown bread.

This thing doesn't get soft after baking, it just warms up a bit.

Casillas, like a grievance, kept talking about his previous experience.

After saying a few words, I picked up the brown bread and took a bite, scraped off some crumbs with my front teeth and swallowed it.

"Why should she share her power with you?"

Canuck listened to a long complaint, and asked back in a bit irritated.

In his opinion, there is only one way to not be strong enough, and that is to make himself stronger.

Casillas rambled for a long time on a central idea. His teacher has so much power, why not share it with everyone.

This kind of remark made Canuck a little **** up.

Co-author If others have wives and children and you don't have them, others have to share their wives and children with you?

Why! ?

When people support their families, they don't see you paying a penny.

"hunger…"

Casillas was used to just talking about the rhythm of Canuck's listening, but suddenly Canuck asked a question and stopped him.

Canuck shoved the black bread into Casillas' mouth, and then an uppercut made him the first of the recruits to bite the black bread directly.

The price is two front teeth.

"It's no use to nagging, I won't make you a man who fights with your mind, I'll go to Raiko to woo!"

Canuck scolded for a long time, and then saw Vader's head emerging from the edge of the fire.

"What! You want to make a small report!"

Canuck stared at Vader.

A pair of hands that don't agree with each other.

"How could that be? You're not afraid of this anyway. It's better to say that you just want such an opportunity, and I won't be your microphone."

Vader picked up the brown bread that had fallen on the ground when Casillas fell, and baked it on the fire.

The days of being able to restore the entity once a year have made each of these ancestors a little perverted.

Do you just take out a piece of brown bread from the warehouse and bake it on the fire, UU reading www. uukanshu.com must know that the original black bread is not so hard, it is because they have dried all the moisture to create this kind of black bread that can kill people.

"If you're willing to give me five bottles of Bourkessel's treasure, I'll risk being beaten up to tell Recco about it for you."

Vader flipped the black bread over the fire, seriously like a scientist studying how brown bread changes on the flames.

"Forget it, I'm just talking."

Canuck took off the evil shoulder armor and wiped it carefully.

The leader of the Raiko Bull Tribe, Canuck took over the responsibility of the chief after Rako's death in battle, fighting for a living space for the Bull Tribe.

He likes Reko, but he's too late.

"Reko's Heartfelt Love..."

Canuck whispered the name of Rekko's breastplate, which was the legend of Reko, and represented that Reko had never become a belief.

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