Chapter 1363 - 1362, Death
As the saying goes, plans can’t keep up with changes. The day after Ji Nuan and the others returned to the Bitter Tribe, the news of the death of Chief Alenta of the Alonzo Tribe spread throughout the entire forest.
Ji Nuan was utterly shocked. The orc, who had a lifespan of several hundred years and was in great health, was gone just like that.
"Do you know what happened?" Ji Nuan asked while looking at the tree.
The tree shook its head: "We met people from other tribes while hunting today. We heard it from them, but we don’t know the reason."
"Looks like we need to make a trip to take a look. After all, he is the chief of a big tribe."
Xiu Yan nodded: "When do we leave?"
Ji Nuan stood up: "I’ll go back and change my clothes first, and then we’ll go."
When Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan arrived at the Alonzo Tribe, the entire tribal settlement was silent. The orcs on patrol stood quietly, with sadness etched on their faces.
Upon seeing Ji Nuan, the orcs hurriedly saluted her and then led them into the tribe.
At this time, the Sacrificial Altar was already surrounded by the orcs of the Alonzo Tribe. The old Shaman, dressed in brand new Beast Skin, stood there with a solemn face.
He frowned when he heard footsteps, but when he saw it was Ji Nuan and Xiu Yan, his expression softened a bit: "Shaman Ji Nuan."
Ji Nuan stepped forward: "Old Shaman, what happened? Yesterday, the chief was fine, and you didn’t mention he was ill."
The old Shaman sighed: "Ah, no one expected this. Just last night, I was discussing participating in the ceremony with him. Who would have thought that today, he suddenly went to see Lord Beast God."
"Suddenly?" Ji Nuan frowned.
The old Shaman nodded: "Yes, very suddenly. According to his mate, during the night while sleeping, he suddenly struggled painfully on the Beast Skin mat for a while, and then passed away."
Although Ji Nuan was puzzled, Chief Alenta wasn’t her tribesman, and she had no particular affection for this orc, so she nodded to indicate that she understood: "If that’s the case, I will go up and bid farewell to the Chief."
Hearing this, the old Shaman and the surrounding orcs of the Alonzo Tribe all showed grateful expressions. With the farewells of two esteemed Shamans, Chief Alenta would certainly be very pleased.
On the simply constructed stone altar, only Ji Nuan and the old Shaman stood there. The old Shaman chanted in a language Ji Nuan couldn’t understand while occasionally twitching in a jump.
After the prayer ceremony to the Beast God was completed, everyone from the tribe came to bid their final farewell to Alenta. Ji Nuan was the first to approach the laid-out body of Alenta.
She clasped her hands together, intending to close her eyes ceremonially, but when she saw Alenta’s body, her body stiffened.
However, she quickly adjusted, muttered some words, and then stepped down.
After the ceremony was over, there were some matters related to handling the body, which Ji Nuan didn’t stay long for. After greeting the old Shaman and the others, she left with Xiu Yan.
On the way back, Ji Nuan nestled in Xiu Yan’s arms, occasionally glancing at the deep features of the orc, a tiny sparkle of amusement in her eyes: "Brother Xiu Yan, when you saw Chief Alenta’s body today, didn’t it seem familiar to you?"
The orc’s dark eyes flickered: "No, it just seemed a bit dried up, nothing different."