Chapter 249. Is This The Reason You Kidnapped Me?
The Charm skill was unique to Beast Dancers. Although the effect did not distinguish between men and women, the effect was always more obvious on the opposite sex.
Although it was called control, it was soft control.
Moreover, it only lasted for ten seconds, which was quite weak.
What really made this skill's effect heaven-defying was the liquid that she passed to him mouth to mouth.
That thing should be called the "give up resistance and accept my recommendation" potion. It was not something that the barbarian's technology tree could create. It came from Memphis and was an exclusive potion used by the church to brainwash and preach to specific targets. It was also sometimes used as a truth-telling potion.
Its effect was just as described literally. It disintegrated the user's will, reducing his resistance to these negative effects to negative hundreds, and then he could do whatever he wanted with related mind spells.
Sleep, charm, divine persuasion, and so on.
After all, the so-called "preaching" was also a type of charm.
Char had never expected that Carly would have something from Memphis. Not only did it not make sense in terms of time, it also did not make sense in terms of geography! This place was thousands of miles away from Memphis! The Black Mamba tribe was not a nomadic tribe, so how could they have the chance to contact the church?
This question was quickly resolved.
Char had been controlled for the entire night, and it was as if she had been drugged with ten fragrant tendon-softening powder. Her entire body was limp and she could not muster any strength.
The next day, Kali gathered her tribesmen to discuss the migration. The hundred or so tribesmen did not hesitate at all and packed up in less than half a day. Then, they left with Kali.
As a trophy, Char was placed on the back of the Moonwolf, tied together with Kali's luggage.
Then, the two of them sat face to face on the Wolf's back.
The team was not moving very fast, and Shaya could see the scenery around him moving backwards. It was hard for him to even turn his head, so he just sat there lazily, his eyes glancing at the other party's face from time to time.
He was quite leisurely.
"You don't seem to be afraid?" Kali suddenly asked.
"What's there to be afraid of? I've already lived through the first night."
Char shrugged.
This was the tradition of the Barbarians because they were always in a state of food shortage, they had to make arrangements as soon as possible for any living captives they brought back-if they were allowed to live through the first night, it meant that they were valuable, and they had to stay for long time to consume food. If it was not like this, they would usually be killed quickly to avoid wasting food.
Not only did Kali let Char live through the first night, but she also used a precious potion from Memphis on him. It was a huge investment, so there was nothing to be afraid of.
Kali smiled.
"You seem to understand the Barbarian's tradition very well."
"I guess so. If you're referring to the captive survived the first night clause. What's with the potion?" He asked after a pause. "Is the church's assistance to the barbarians to this extent?"
For the first time, Kali looked over in surprise. Then, she fell silent for a long time, as if she was organizing her thoughts and words.
"The feeling you give me is very special," She said.
Her expression seemed to have returned to last night when they had just finished fighting and had come up to sniff the air like an animal.
"At first, I just wanted to drive you away, but you easily cracked the tracker. I started to feel a sense of familiarity, as if-had experienced this scene there before... Although no one has been able to crack my spell so far."
Char did not respond and continued, "
"I'm a shaman who listens to the voice of my ancestors, so I believe in my intuition-and so I follow my intuition. Even if this would violate the agreement and attract the long-ears' hostility, I think I might have done the right thing this time."
"So, did you do the right thing?" Char asked.
"It should be."
Kali tilted her head.
"You're very strong. Before last night, you should have been able to leave at any time. That's why you were so calm. But you didn't do that, and you were caught by me. I don't know how I caught you, but it seemed like you'd acted many times. You were very skilled in using some incredible techniques, and you were very 'cooperative' and got caught by me."
Char pouted.
"Wasn't that so? in the past, he had really put in a lot of effort to woo her."
Kali's level was around 55-60, and a Beast Dancer was a very strong solo class. No one in the same level could beat her, so it was natural to start with her pride and responsibility.
You have to tell her what her weakness is and how to make up for it. In this way, you will be useful to her, a helper, and she will accept you. Once they found it useless, they would be kicked away.
As such, Char had to rack his brains to increase his power within a limited range in order to slowly accumulate favorability points.
Now, it seemed that he had not lost everything.
"And then? Why did you still use Memphis' potion?" He asked.
"Half a month ago, the Knights from the Sacred city provided a batch of supplies to most of the tribes on this grassland."
She explained, "Their behavior is indeed a little abnormal. Moreover, most of the potions in this batch of supplies are used to paralyze and make the enemy give up resistance. It's different from the previous healing and buffing potions. In addition to that, they also told us that if we caught any suspicious characters from Elfheim, we should send them directly to Memphis to receive the reward."
"But this is not the way to Memphis. Aren't you approaching the Eagle Grassland?" Char frowned.
"You can tell?"
Kali was a little surprised.
"This road is clearly not heading north, but East... Isn't Memphis in the East?"
"You're going to Memphis along the safe route on the outskirts of Elfheim. It won't be this Red Rarth with no path and only one-meter tall grass. There's the Gray Wing tribe, the Black Mamba tribe's opponent, between you and the Eagle Grassland," Char explained, "That's why you have to go South and North."
After a pause, he continued, "Besides, if it's just to send me to Memphis, there's no reason to bring my family along, is there? You only need to bring a few people you can trust."
Kali's surprise slowly disappeared, and her lips curled up.
"I didn't guess wrong. They're about to fight."
She looked behind Char. Memphis was in the East, but not their destination.
"The humans and the long ears are about to fight, and I don't intend to help either side."
'I didn't even realize that you have the talent of-prophet...'
Char cursed.
"Then why did you kidnap me?"
"Because you're strong, and you can make us stronger. I told you I trust my instincts," Kali said seriously. "You're definitely not an ordinary person. I believe that whatever I can get from you will make the tribe stronger."
"A war is about to break out. I saw blood from my ancestors. Many people are bleeding, and there are blazing flames everywhere. The cries of women and children are crying. If you want to avoid this ending, you must do everything you can to become stronger."
She suddenly looked over with a burning gaze.
"I need to give birth to a child."
"F*ck!"
Char could not help but curse.
"This is the reason you kidnapped me?"
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