The next morning without wasting time, Kinsey directly contacted his best friend, Mertun Tettero. Kinsey told of his intention to come to Prussia without keeping it a secret. He wanted Mertun to take him to the Oostven tribe. At first, Mertun refused because he did not like the character of the Oostven chief, who was famous for being fierce and eccentric.
But after being subtly persuaded Mertun finally agreed and took him to the eastern side of Germany where the Oostven tribe lived.
And this was where they were confronted by tribal leaders who wear tribal makeup and the group of people who follow behind with the same composition.
Men were shirtless and wore cloth-like skirts made of leather. While the women only cover their breasts with the same cloth and tufted skirts with uneven lengths.
The gazes of the members of the Oostven tribe showed dislike and unfriendliness. They tried to expel Kinsey and Mertun to leave their territory right that minute indirectly.
Mertun was feeling nervous and scared to death. He hid behind a tree while Kinsey stood tall before a group of people standing like statues.
"What do you want?" one of the tribal men asked in a hostile voice. Kinsey suspected it was the chief's right-hand man.
"I'm fascinated by your martial arts. Can you make me a disciple? I'd like to learn under your guidance." said Kinsey without further ado.
All the Oostven tribes were shocked and looked at him hatefully at Kinsey. They clearly did not like Kinsey's intention to study their culture, let alone their mastery of martial arts.
"Do you think we will accept you? A stranger like you?"
"A few days ago, I met one of you. I'm sure he currently bears the name of Umbra at this time. What do you think an umbra is doing in America?" Kinsey used an indifferent tone and sounds innocent at the same time. "Is it true that the red king is in America? I can track him down quickly if I want."
The atmosphere was suddenly quiet. Of course, all Oostven knew that the red king was in America. But they didn't know where exactly, and they had no plan to find out.
Their loyalty was indeed in Prussia's kingdom, but they also wanted to protect the 'Red King.' If the Prussian king wished to pursue the 'Red King,' the Oostven chose not to find out. Because once they knew, they couldn't tell a lie and betray the kingdom.
They could only hope that the 'Red King' could survive and live happily wherever he is. And now someone appeared and claimed that he could just trace the whereabouts of the 'Red King'?
"Are you trying to threaten us?"
"I am not threatening, only claiming for what your member did. He stole my precious capsule. To make that capsule requires ten years of fermentation and rare ingredients throughout the earth. If you expect me to leave it unpaid, you dream."
Dug!
The tribal leader stamped his staff on the ground angrily.
"How dare you threaten us! Do you think you can leave this place safely?!"
Abruptly all the tribesmen pointed their bamboo sticks against Kinsey. Mertun was sweating coldly behind a tree and wanted to immediately bring Kinsey away from there. Strangely, there was no ray of fear at all in Kinsey's eyes. That crazy best friend could still stand relaxed without any movement to defend himself.
Are you nuts?! grumbled Mertun in his mind.
"The only way to keep the secret 'Red King' is to kill you!"
Kinsey grinned and prepared to fight them all until a loud voice stopped their intention to fight.
"STOP!"
An old woman with white hair and a face painted white and yellow like the rest of the tribe emerged from the crowd. She sauntered towards Kinsey. Strangely, none of the Oostven members stopped the old lady. They were silent like a statue.
Is it possible that this old woman a tribal elder?
"You've met her." the woman spoke a foreign language while touching Kinsey's cheek.
Kinsey felt slightly uncomfortable seeing the woman's eyes. Strangely, his body could not move as if there was something force holding him back. "Since then, you two have been bound. You will not be able to escape."
One of Kinsey's eyebrows rose. What exactly is this crazy woman saying? Why can't he understand at all?
He can understand German fluently. He mastered English, French, German, Russian, and Chinese.
In contrast to other well-known companies that only focus on developing their business domestically, Alvianc Group was more focused on developing its business abroad. Therefore the Alvianc group has not expanded its territory within America, but only a few know that Alvianc's company had spread widely on all four continents.
For this reason, Kinsey learned many languages to support the business that he would inherit later. Only, he did not understand anything this old woman said. Did the woman use tribal language?