Sweet potatoes. It was a little different from what I knew, but it was definitely a sweet potato. Still, I felt like I needed to look into it in more detail.
The Wampanoag chief seemed to have little appreciation for the crop. He spoke with an outwardly calm expression to calm his excitement.
"What is that?"
"Actually, I don't know either. The tribes in the south came across the sea and brought these fruits to us to trade for the ornaments we made. Aren't our ornaments very famous among the other tribes?"
Certainly, the Wampanoag tribe had more elaborate and ornate ornaments than other tribes, and they were proud of that.
"It tastes good when grilled, though. It's not my taste, though."
"Can I take a look for a moment?"
"I know."
Chief Wampanoag readily agreed and handed me a few sweet potatoes. I took a closer look at the sweet potatoes.
'It's a bit small.'
I asked the Wampanoag chief for his understanding and cut a sweet potato in half. I brought the sweet potato with the white flesh showing to my mouth and chewed it a little.
'Not bad.'
He made a face right there and spat out the sweet potato that was in his mouth.
"It doesn't taste that good."
"That's true. That's why I said you have to roast it and eat it."
I deliberately lowered the value of sweet potatoes.
"I will generously give you two candles and a bar of soap."
"For each fruit?"
He answered, shaking his head.
"Take all the berries in the leather pouch."
"······."
Chief Wampanoag glanced to the side, lost in thought for a moment. Other Wampanoag chiefs wanted to make offerings of grain, and the remaining candles and soap were quickly running out.
Finally, the 'swift deer' cried out loud.
"······There isn't much time left now."
The Wampanoag chief, who had brought sweet potatoes, said that he had made a decision.
"Let's do that."
After a while, the deal with the Wampanoag tribe came to an end. The Wampanoag people also said they would be stopping by our village soon to get candles and soap.
As the Wampanoag tribesmen disappeared from sight, the 'Forest Hunter' spoke powerfully.
"Okay, let's go."
The group packed their bags and started to move one by one, following the 'Hunter of the Forest'. I stood there for a moment, looking regretfully toward the Wampanoag tribe.
'I wish I could get more sweet potatoes···'
First, I already told the chief who brought the sweet potatoes. However, the chief said he could not guarantee when the tribe to the south would arrive.
'Hmm! I need to keep it in my inventory.'
At that moment, the deep voice of 'Honest Bear' was heard.
"Chief! Everyone is waiting. Let's go."
"okay."
* * *
Lenape tribe, 'very large' village. From the morning, the 'Brave Wolf' practiced with the slingshot with the villagers.
"firing!"
Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish! Swish!
The women cheered as they saw the arrow hit the target accurately.
"You guessed it."
"Did you just see that?"
"It's not tiring and it's fun."
A month has passed since the chieftain, 'Aju Big Icheonil', left to trade with another tribe. Meanwhile, the people of the 'Big Turtle' village were steadily training with the 'Brave Wolf' at the center, and their crossbow skills were improving.
In addition, with the help of the 'Lazy Beaver', new buildings were being built in the village, and it was slowly settling down.
After a while, the morning training was over and it was afternoon. 'The Brave Wolf' went to find 'The Lazy Beaver' who was building a pen to raise turkeys.
"Lazy beaver! Can I start catching turkeys today?"
"Okay. First, catch about five of them. Preferably females."
The 'Lazy Beaver' answered weakly, looking extremely tired as if he had been working hard all this time.
"Take it easy. Then I'll lie down."
"okay."
The 'brave wolf' turned around, worried about the 'lazy beaver'.
"By the way, it's been a long time since I've used a hunting stone."
* * *
'The Brave Wolf' and the 'Very Big' warriors were looking for turkeys in the forest.
"You have a cruel personality, so why do you have to raise turkeys?"
"Isn't it easier to just hold on?"
"They say the chief raised him."
The Lenape tribe also raised turkeys. However, because they are so wild and difficult to raise, it is easier and more convenient to hunt and catch turkeys than to raise them.
At that moment, the 'brave wolf' in the lead raised his hand and signaled the warriors to be quiet.
"······."
There were a few turkeys up front. As the 'brave wolf' winked at him with sharp eyes, he carefully took out a hunting stone from his leather pouch.
There were several small stones attached to each end of the rope. For capturing animals, there was nothing better than a hunting stone.
Finally, we are ready to capture the turkey.
"Surround quickly from left to right and capture."
"I'll take the left side."
"I'm on the right."
As the 'brave wolf' and the warriors rushed out at the same time, the flock of turkeys flapped their wings and started to run away in surprise.
"Now! Throw the hunting stone."
Wheeeeeeeeing! Whoosh!
Three or four hunting stones quickly swarmed the flock of fleeing turkeys. The hunting stones fell to the floor one after another without any results.
Disappointment was fleeting as the last hunting stone wrapped around the turkey's two legs. The turkey fell to the ground with its legs tangled together.
Suddenly, the 'brave wolf' and the warriors approached and surrounded the turkey whose two legs were tied tightly to the hunting stone.
"We caught it, but who is going to take it?"
"I don't think it'll end today."
"I have to suffer for a few more days."
The 'brave wolf' knelt down without saying a word and began to tie the turkey with a bark rope.
"Brave wolf! Don't do it alone, do it together."
"I will release the hunting stone."
* * *
Another Lenape village was burning.
"It's the Susquehannock Tribe!"
"They came in!"
"Everyone run away!"
Susquehannock warriors stormed the village and killed the Lenape men without warning.
Boom! Boom! Boom! Phew!
Eww! Eww!
The screams filled the air. There were corpses with their heads smashed all over the floor. Women carrying children began to scatter in all directions and flee the village.
After a while, the Susquehannock chief shouted loudly in front of his warriors.
"The Lenape tribe ignored our warnings. We will now search for Lenape villages and destroy them completely!"
Waaaaaaaaaaaaaaaah!
The Susquehannock warriors each took up their weapons and shouted.
* * *
Lenape tribe, 'Big Foot' village. The land where the Lenape tribe first originated, in the Lenape River basin. The village of 'Big Foot' was established there.
However, the atmosphere inside the large shack was very heavy due to the recent bad news.
'The Wise Fox'
For a long time, he served as chief and did his best to promote unity among the Lenape tribe. But even he could not escape the passage of time.
Before I knew it, I was in my forties and growing old. The 'wise fox' with white hair and wrinkles would suddenly darken his expression whenever he received reports from the elders.
"······So far, four villages have been lost to Susquehannock tribe attacks."
"We cannot allow the Susquehannock Tribe to remain in this state."
"We tried to negotiate several times, accepting the advice of the chief, but the Susquehannock tribe would not listen and sent our warriors back."
"······The Susquehannock Tribe is slowly encroaching on our sacred lands."
"···hmm!"
The 'wise fox' groaned softly and fell into deep thought. Naturally, when their territories overlapped, the two tribes were bound to clash.
However, the peace-loving Lenape tribe wanted to get along well with the Susquehannock tribe. We tried to negotiate with the Susquehannock tribe several times, but they only put forward their own demands.
Meanwhile, the elders were debating fiercely over the Susquehannock tribe.
"We must gather warriors from each village and drive out the Susquehannock tribe."
"If we are not careful, many young warriors could die in the war. Wouldn't it be better to try to talk one last time?"
"There is a limit to what we can say with words. How long must we endure this?"
"Do you think war is that easy? What will you do if you lose to the Susquehannock tribe?"
After a while, the 'wise fox', after hearing all the elders' opinions, thought long and hard and made a decision.
"We will take your advice and try to talk to the Susquehannock tribe one last time. And in case negotiations fail, we will call warriors to each village and prepare for war."
"Understood, Chief!"
"Very wise decision, Chief!"
The long, drawn-out meeting is over. The 'wise fox' slowly rose from his seat, supported by the other elders.
"Are you okay?"
"It's a little uncomfortable to walk, but it's okay. By the way, it'll take a long time to get to each village, right?
"Yes, considering the time it takes for the warriors to arrive, it would probably take three or four months, right?"
"Well! Then I guess we'll have to appease the Susquehannock tribe until then."
"I guess so."
The Susquehannock tribe continued to ignore and attack our attempts at peace negotiations. The 'wise fox' took the blame from other tribes and made up his mind.
* * *
Western part of the upper reaches of the Muhekunnetuk River (Hudson River).
[Tiring!]
[Quest completed.]
[Quest: Complete the unconfirmed map of New York.]
[Reward: A certain amount of experience points.]
A quest that had been forgotten for a long time was finally completed after wandering around the vast land. Then another message appeared.
[Tiring!]
[You have leveled up.]
[You are given a random +1 ability and +2 ability points.]
[Your agility stat increases by 1 based on the random ability increase.]
Agility came out again as a random ability. Currently level 24.
'I'm indifferent now.'
I turned it off without even checking the status window. Instead, I was looking at the map window, waiting for the Mohawk tribe from the classic movies to come.
I turned my head and looked around at the other Lenape people. Everyone was more nervous than usual. Even the 'Hunter of the Forest'.
After a while, the Mohawk tribe appeared. There were roughly a little over forty people. It was roughly similar to us. The Mohawk tribe was unlike any tribe I had ever encountered.
Although their clothing styles are almost similar, their hairstyles are noticeably different. Some of the chiefs had Mohawk hair, a style called a charge, but most wore headbands made of black beads with bird feathers attached.
'That's strange.'
As expected, the Mohawks, like other tribesmen, looked at me with curiosity. Now that he was used to such gazes, he greeted people indifferently and became friendly with them like other chiefs.
"It's a very big two thousand days."
"It is a bird that flies far away."
"He is the chief who leads a very large village."
"Forest Hunter! Long time no see."
"How have you been?"
As expected, the 'Forest Hunter' knew many chieftains of other tribes. Sometimes the 'Forest Hunter' would call me and introduce me to other chiefs.
"He is my daughter's husband."
"He is the chieftain and the great warrior. Hahaha!"
I didn't see it that way, but it seems like 'The Hunter of the Forest' secretly wanted to show off to me. After the greetings, the two tribes took out their goods to trade, as if they were on a market floor.
The Mohawk tribe in particular had an abundance of grains and berries. I looked around with curious eyes to see if there were any crops that could help provide food.
At that moment, two crops caught my eye.
'Haha! Following sweet potatoes... this is a hit.'
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Mohicans – Mahicans or Mohicans are an indigenous people of what is now New York State who lived along the Hudson River. The name comes from the word 'muhe conek', meaning 'from still waters'.