The bookshelf was packed full of books. Now, I felt comfortable with this sight. This time, the types of skills have increased.
Roughly speaking, there are about one hundred and fifty volumes. Unfortunately, you only get three chances to learn a skill.
I thought the skills I could learn would increase as I leveled up, but it seems like it will be fixed at three for the time being unless there are special circumstances.
"There's a time limit, so you have to choose a skill quickly."
Just because the types of skills you can learn have increased doesn't mean it's all good. Rather, the time spent carefully checking skills has decreased.
My eyes began to quickly scan the books on the shelf. Has a little time passed? A look of disappointment appeared on my face.
"Not this time either."
I first found technology related to iron and metal, but··· There wasn't any.
"Well, iron is a revolutionary technology, so it won't come out easily."
Disappointment was fleeting, but I waited for the next opportunity, knowing that iron technology would come out later.
"What should I choose?"
As a chieftain leading the villagers, I focused on skills that would benefit the community rather than individual skills. Stone technology, mining technology, crafting technology, herbalism.
I was debating between the four, but since I don't have the metal refining technology, I decided to choose mining technology at the next opportunity.
I quickly reached for the books on the bookshelf before the Celestial Library closed.
[Tiring!]
[You have acquired beginner stonecrafting skills.]
[Tiring!]
[You have acquired beginner crafting skills.]
[Tiring!]
[You have acquired beginner herbalism skills.]
My body lit up brightly in succession. At the same time, as if my eyes had been opened, knowledge related to the skill poured into my head.
And then I disappeared from the heavenly library like smoke. Returning back to the watchtower, I quickly looked around and checked the map window.
Although it is said to be for a short while, all you can hear are the sounds of unknown animals here and there··· There were no strange or dangerous signs.
"Then, let's check the level? Status window!"
[Lv 20. Two thousand days]
[Affiliation: Lenape Tribe, Chief, Great Warrior]
[Trait (3/8): Map, Map Making, Deep Eye]
[Ability]
Strength: 28
Agility: 24
Stamina: 27
Wisdom: 33
Command: 12
[Remaining points: 17]
[Beginner combat skills]
– Martial Arts (15/20), Spear Arts (8/20), Archery (7/20), Blunt Weapon Arts (5/20), Throwing Arts (2/20)
[Beginner Non-Combat Skills]
– Lenafair (19/20), Weapon Crafting (0/20), Architecture (5/20), Military Tactics (2/20), Farming Technology (1/20), Stone Technology (0/20), Crafting Technology (0/20), Herbal Medicine (0/20)
Slightly increased Leadership and Stamina, each gaining +2 points as random abilities. Looking at the skills, the skills that are not used often definitely have lower proficiency.
"The skill level for making weapons is zero."
I get it. I was so busy every day that I didn't have time to make weapons. However, there are plans to create a new weapon soon.
"Once you create a new weapon, your skill proficiency will go up a little."
Finally, check your remaining unused points. Although Leadership is noticeably lower than other abilities, I didn't really feel the need to spend points on it.
"Stockpile up again this time."
I turned off the status window and turned on the inventory this time. There were not a single empty slot. My inventory was full of weapons and food.
"I can only use it for personal use."
I tried to secretly store the portable hut in my inventory just in case, but all I got was a 'unusable' message. Of course I felt sorry.
But there was no foolishness. I closed the inventory window and looked up at the star-filled night sky, lost in deep thought.
Thanks to my newly acquired skills, there were quite a few things I had to make.
"······I need to build a few more workshops and expand the kiln site. And I also need to build a well. By the way, what should we do with our specialty?"
After a while, a warrior approached the watchtower to switch places with me.
"Chief! It's me."
"Come up."
A warrior, marked on the map window with a blue dot, climbed up the ladder to the top of the watchtower. Since there were no special circumstances, the handover was completed simply.
"thanks for your effort."
"Understood, Chief!"
I came down from the watchtower and walked towards the house, muttering with a worried expression on my face.
"If possible, it would be better to have two specialty products rather than one."
* * *
Two days have passed in a flash. They were expanding the kiln site built for making tiles, and building new charcoal workshops and pottery workshops around it.
Perhaps because they had experience building houses that I had designed, the villagers moved with deft movements.
"There is not enough soil."
"Bring some wood too."
"Hold on tight. The wall is crooked."
I called over the 'lazy beaver' who was in charge of building these workshops and explained it to him again.
"······The workshop is close to the kiln site. It is an open space where people can move around comfortably."
"Yes, Chief!"
'Lazy Beaver' nodded repeatedly as if he understood what I said. Is it because the craftsman has high potential? Although he sleeps a lot, the 'lazy beaver' has a keen understanding of architecture.
He patted him on the shoulder and praised the 'lazy beaver' who looked very tired.
"You are doing well."
* * *
The next day. After finishing their morning routine, the tribesmen who had washed up gathered in front of the village hall.
'Wind and Cloud', with its bear-printed face, stood wearing a bear mask. As I came out of the village hall wearing only pants, the tribesmen began to sing.
"······Keke Tanu Tuwit The gods and spirits protect us! The chieftain chosen by the gods and spirits leads us!"
"······."
I stood still. At that moment, 'Wind and Cloud' came and started dancing around me.
Chock! Chock! Chock! Chock! Chock!
After a while, after a long and drawn out ceremony, I became the recognized chieftain by all. Although it wasn't very plentiful, the food came out.
We shared food with the townspeople and received congratulatory messages from all around.
"You have officially become our chief. Congratulations."
"Congratulations, Chief!"
"Lead us well."
"Hehehe! The blind man has become blind again!"
I told the people briefly and concisely what it felt like to be a chief.
"I will work hard."
* * *
West of the Kwannetucket River (Connecticut River). The Pequot people lived together in the rich mudflats and lush forests.
It was quite large for a village. About two hundred people. If you include slaves from other tribes, the number exceeds three hundred.
The Pequot warriors standing guard at the entrance to the fence shouted loudly.
"They are of the same species as us!"
"Not the enemy!"
Old people, women, and children approached, looking very tired as if they had traveled a long distance. An old man stepped forward to represent them.
"I came back to my mother's land because there were no young men in the village."
"Wait a minute!"
After a while, the chieftain of the large hut, the 'Burning Weasel', asked with a look of majesty in his eyes.
"What's going on?"
"It seems like the village led by the brave snake has been dismantled."
"Brave snake?"
'The Burning Weasel' tilted his head as if he couldn't quite remember.
"It is a brave snake that has settled down near the Muhekunnetuk River (Hudson River)."
At the description of the Great Warlord, the 'Burning Weasel' seemed to have just remembered, and his eyes lit up coldly for a moment.
"Ah! The guy who tried to take my place and got kicked out!"
"Yes, Chief!"
"It's such an old story that I don't even remember. So, what happened to him?"
"It seems that the Brave Snake led his warriors on a reckless plundering attempt, but was defeated by the opposing tribe. Other villages also supported the warriors, but they did not return, so there is a lot of resentment against the Brave Snake."
The 'Burning Weasel' clicked his tongue and shook his head as if he liked it.
"Tsk, tsk, tsk! That's how you should plunder. Being too greedy can be a big problem."
"···What should we do?"
When the warrior asked cautiously, the 'Burning Weasel' answered calmly as if asking why he was asking that.
"What? How? We came to our mother's land with great difficulty, so of course we should accept our people, who are our kind. And just in case, I am saying this, I have no intention of revenge. That is simply the mistake of a brave snake who failed to see the enemy's capabilities. If we move our warriors to seek revenge, it will only cause the surrounding tribes to be on guard."
"Understood, Chief!"
"By the way, where is the tribe that the brave snake tried to plunder and got hurt?"
"I am from the Lenape tribe."
The Burning Weasel chuckled in disbelief at the mention of the Lenape tribe.
"The Lenape tribe is a pure people, so they are a good tribe to raid... unexpectedly."
"I also had some doubts while researching."
"To be killed by the Lenape tribe... Even the brave snake is really stupid. By the way, how are the Mohegan tribes doing?"
"Things are not good. They keep looming over our sacred land."
The 'Burning Weasel' frowned.
"Hmm! In the end, is it inevitable that we'll collide?"
* * *
Lenape Tribe, 'Big Bird' Village
"The enemy!"
"The Susquehannock tribe has invaded."
A few Lenape warriors guarding the village retreated, firing their arrows.
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
As if startled by the sudden attack at dawn, the Lenape tribesmen came running out of their huts one by one. But it was already too late to run away.
As the determined Susquehannock warriors entered the village, they brandished their weapons without hesitation.
Thud! Thud! Thud!
Eww! Eww! Eww!
The chief of the Susquehannock tribe shouted loudly.
"Enemies invading our land! Kill all men!"
"Yes, Chief!"
Lenape warriors, who were outnumbered and pushed back, were constantly dying. After a while, there was not a single male left in the village of 'Big Bird' except for children.
Here and there shacks were burning. As black smoke rose into the sky, the Susquehannock chief led his warriors and gave a strong warning to the kneeling women and children.
"Go and tell your chieftain that this is our land, and that he should never come back here again. If any of your people are seen in this land, they will be killed, regardless of whether they are women or children."
"······."
"good!"
* * *
Lenape tribe, 'very large' village. The town was named 'Aju Big' after my nickname. I wanted to give the town a more fancy name, but the village women strongly insisted on 'Very Big'.
'Well, everything is big, isn't it?'
Phew!
'The Moon Rises' and the women of the village gathered around me with eyes full of passion.
"Pour lye into the mesh basket. Rinse several times."
Collect the remaining ash from the stove, mix it with lukewarm water, and leave it in the shade for a few days to make lye water.
"The moon is rising! You do it."
"okay."
Seeing is different from doing it yourself.
"Okay, everyone, take a turn."
"Understood, Chief!"
The village women took turns filtering the lye. Meanwhile, in the stove, the solidified animal fat from cooking was being collected and melted little by little in a jar over low heat.
When the concentrated lye was ready, he began to pour it little by little into the jar and stir it in front of the village women.
'It's possible.'
After a while, the women washed their hands and faces with dark soap, and they all shouted with surprised expressions.
"My hands are clean."
"Oh my god! Your face has turned a little pale."
"Chief! What have you done to us?"
The moment the girls looked at me with awe-filled eyes, a message appeared.
[Tiring!]
[You made soap.]
If I didn't have the crafting skills, I probably would never have thought of making soap.
'What else can we make with our specialty products?'