The beginning of the matter goes back to the decision of the chiefs after the return of both tribes to the meadows.
The new chiefs of the two tribes were so determined, but their subsequent actions were problematic.
Each other's chiefs worked to reduce the influence of the former chiefs and increase their influence.
Au's Orr married only three of Godle's wives, Sibal's belly the same sister, Brozn's belly the same sister, Temsy's stepdaughter (who wifed and conceived her mother as a sister), and two of her slave wives who gave birth to many beautiful men.
Ag's ajan, on the other hand, married Brozn's belly the same sister, Thamzi's stepdaughter, as his wife, but Godle's belly left the same sister in her mother's crowd, only to marry three beautiful slave wives.
What angered me about this was naturally the protest that I was looking down on Au against the other two tribes on Au's side.
Ag, on the other hand, ignored without saying anything.
In response to the act, Au did not hide his frustration, but asked Au to find out the truth about the death of his daughter, whom Ag now married to the chief of Au two generations ago.
Few knew about it, and those who knew shut their mouths.
The answer to Ag from Au remained unchanged, meaning that it was a natural death due to mass food poisoning.
But Ag also stuck his demands on Au twice or three times without being convinced of it.
As the two tribes became more and more vicious, Ag asked Au to compensate the horse, the sheep and the woman by saying that Sibal, the former chief, was responsible for his death because of Au's former chief's Goddard's failure.
Au didn't shut up about this either and asked Ag for the same request, and they came to a point where they couldn't pull each other off.
There may have been no clashes if an offer of mediation had been made to Jumka along the way. But Zogel, by the Takayuki leap, no messenger came from either side wishing Jumka to mediate.
This runoff of Ag can also be said to be Zogel's leap, but there was also a difference between Ag, where the chief fighter was discussed, and Au, who was not, when Sibal and Gordor were discussed by King Ricardo.
Sibal thinks and does everything around him, even after he has become a chief. Godle made many failures at first, but was running the tribe with a nearby fighter chief.
After the deaths of the two, Orr listened well to the experience of the chief fighter and ran the tribe.
Ajan, on the other hand, acted as she wished and this happened.
Coldest weather of the snow season. The two tribes were steadily preparing for the spring showdown.
~ Jumka ~
I was looking for Noel with two wooden bills right now.
"I wanted to be there, Noel"
"What is it, sir?
I laughed as usual when I saw Noel sitting down and writing about this fight.
"I have something I want to write about. Give me a pen..."
I jammed my words here. Because I almost asked him to lend it to me.
The brush and paper were given to Noel, but Noel is my slave wife, and I can say that my slave wife's belongings are mine.
Then in this case, I thought it was weird to lend it to the people around me.
"Go ahead, sir, you must have something to write about, right?
That's what you say. Noel handing me ink and brush.
The breath of an amulet will tell me.
I get a brush and I write letters on two wooden plaques.
"Master, what did you write?
Noel's gonna ask, so I showed him the bills I wrote.
Noel smiled quietly at me when I saw it.
"As gentle as ever. They'll be delighted."
Noel pushed my heartbeat. Good. All right, let's give it to you two.
After dinner, I gathered my wife, my slave wives.
It has already been informed throughout the tribe that Au and Ag have declared their enemies, and everyone is trying to get a sense of distance from Grin and Shree.
"Shree, Glynn, I have something for both of you. Come forward."
When I say that, Shree quietly, Glynn approaches me freaking out and sits in front of me.
"I'll give you this."
That said, I'll make sure it's written and give it to both of you.
You both look at the wooden plaque jizzily over your heads? I'm floating the mark.
"Well, my lord, I can't read the southern letters, but can I mistakenly give them to you?
"Yes, I can't read either"
Shree talks first and Glynn follows it.
"No, you don't have to be able to read. I will now say what is written there. There it is. Whatever happens to the outcome of the battle between the Au and Ag tribes in the spring, I will never, ever be isolated. I swear I won't let you two go. It says."
The two look frightened again.
If the tribe loses in the Proclamation of the Suspended Enemy, we lose the back shield of saying the tribe as a woman. If you are unlucky, you may be separated and go to the Spiritual Mountain or become a slave.
If Ag loses, Shree, if Au loses, Glynn and Lucci will be affected.
Well, Lucci has the position that the chief's mother is the same sister, as well as my first wife. Since it was Longa who was born, it has little effect.
But the impact on the two of us is enormous. That's why I gave the two of you a wooden plaque with a pledge to protect them no matter what.
This will also improve the relationship between everyone and the women of the tribe, who are trying to get a sense of distance to the two.
"Ugh, ugh, ugh"
It was the two of us who were shuddering, but I cried out whether Shree understood what this wooden plaque meant.
"I don't have any more scratches. Ugh, I haven't fixed my tears."
"Shree, it's okay. I don't care. Glynn, too, but I think we're both anxious. What do you say?"
"This is the best treasure your husband ever gave you. Thank you."
Glynn holds a wooden plaque in her chest with a full smile.
"Thank you. I will cherish it for the rest of my life."
Shree was holding the wooden plaque as she wiped her tears.
I felt the place soothe on the two smiles.
The next day, Lucci informed me that my stock had risen again among the girls as I learned of this behavior by the tribe.
Temsy also gave me a wooden plaque of vows to learn from Au and the girl from Ag.
Spring, what will happen...... I thought I looked up at the grassland sky.
~ Besides ~
Note that the wooden plaque I gave these two will be handed down even after the death of the two of them, making it an historic material to know who Jumka is, but this is another story.