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Chapter 384 Ashe's Suffering

"This summer is even shorter."

Looking at the snow that kept falling, Ashe couldn't help but sighed.

There are only two short months this summer, and many animals have no time to grow fat and mate, directly causing the number of prey to plummet.

Not only because of the decrease in prey, but also because many female beasts did not have time to fully feed their children in summer to the point where they could survive winter, so there were even fewer wild beasts that could hunt this year.

Most of the time, it is only possible to be hungry and see those beasts who are also hungry - otherwise more people will die next year.

In this case, no matter how good her archery skills were, she still couldn't hunt enough food for her people.

Unless, go to the beach.

But the problem now is that there is not enough food to go to the seaside.

Just when she was worried, a muscular figure came back with a large group of people. The man had a thick mustache and a muscular body that made people feel at ease.

But what made people feel more at ease was the other party's bright smile and the steel barrier that looked more like a city wall than a shield.

The other party returned to their camp with bags of food. Seeing the food they brought back, almost everyone had smiles on their faces.

But Ashe didn't.

Others might think that Bron and the others went to make a deal with those who claimed to be the Demacia tribe, but she knew that the people of Demacia couldn't reach here at all. The grain storage place is married to the grain owner.

Dried meat, some wheat, dried fruit and the like.

Although these dry goods may not look like much, but as long as there is hot water, it can ensure the tribe's food for a month.

but……

Seeing that the amount of food she put in was four-fifths less than what she had put in last year, Ai Xi felt even tighter.

And after the tall figure handed over all the food on his body to other people, he walked to this place quickly, and after he bent down and entered Ashe's tent, another look appeared on that kind face.

"Sorry, Ashe, we didn't find enough food. It seems that the food we stored here last year was discovered by a group of furnace owners. They took away the food...we..."

If it is another tribe, there is no doubt that they must lead troops to destroy that tribe directly, and then use their food as food...even they are food.

But Ai Xi wouldn't. Although she cared about food, she cared more about human life.

Whether it's the life of the Iceborn who can still fight without eating or drinking for two weeks, or those ordinary furnace households, she cares about it.

Because she knows one thing very well.

People are much more important than food, especially for such a country of ice and snow.

"I see... have you handed over the alliance book to them?"

Rubbing her temples, Ashe tried her best not to look tired, but there was no way, the current situation really made her unable to be happy.

"Leave it to them, but Ashe, they may need more food, do you want me to go hunting in the sea again?"

Bron nodded, and he said it with some embarrassment.

"I will find a way, Bron, you don't need to force yourself because of this, there is still food left over, the situation is not that bad...their tribe's leather and ore, etc., have you taken it back?"

Bron nodded again, these things are nothing in front of the real food.

"The leather is not very good, but there are a lot of ores and gems. There are many blacksmiths in their village, so there are quite a lot of these things."

"It's finally good news."

Ashe finally breathed a sigh of relief. Since there are blacksmiths, this business is not a particularly bad loss. It is not difficult to pull them into the alliance, and the other tribes will not say anything.

As for the issue of food, there is no other way.

"The price given by the Demacians is getting lower and lower."

Looking at the parchment given by the Demacians, Ashe's head hurts.

One kilogram of sapphire ore can be exchanged for thirty kilograms of wheat. Although she knew that this was a very bad deal, there was no way around it.

If she didn't want to go out to plunder, then she would have to be knifed when making deals with people. Every time she saw those Demacians exchange the same weight of grain for the same weight of leather, she felt like a knife was twisting her heart.

At least double it!So should sapphire mines!

At least one kilogram can be exchanged for forty catties of wheat to be a good deal!

Thinking of this, Ashe couldn't help but sigh.

If they had a powerful country, then those Demacians would not dare to lower prices like this, nor would they dare to make things difficult for themselves.

Thinking that every time she made a deal with those people, they would suspect that she was a bandit and seek benefits from herself, Ashe couldn't help clenching her fists.

Although she never gave it once, this feeling is something no one wants to experience.

Because after she refused, every time they approached, arrows would rain down, sometimes they couldn't hurt anyone, and sometimes some unlucky clansmen would be killed.

Although she also knew that this was the result of other Freljords constantly plundering these Demacians, but her people continued to experience this kind of thing, and the voices in the family opposed to making deals with these warm-blooded people became louder .

It can be said that her current predicament is so difficult that she wants to cry.

It is a pity that her tears were all cried when she was 12 years old.

"The Freljord..."

When she thought that even now, there are still countless Freljord people killing each other for food, and a piece of meat the size of a fist would have to eat for a week in the snowstorm, repeating the tragedy of her childhood, she had a day A feeling of anger and powerlessness.

But no way, this is the Freljord.

"Maybe it's time for me to find someone to be my blood alliance..."

Looking at her empty bed, Ashe sometimes seems to find someone to rely on, but unfortunately, there are almost no people in the entire Freljord who can understand her. The only person who knows her thoughts is now regarded as She is a hater.

However, this presents another problem.

Many tribes now want to be her blood alliance, her husband, but she has no time to deal with the battle between her blood alliance.

These blood alliances from different tribes are bound to carry out countless cruel and bloody fights in order to ensure that she can give birth to their own tribe's children, and in the end, their own alliance will even be split because of this.

"so……"

Ashe looked at the tribes with only one person left, but after thinking for a long time, she still sighed and gave up thinking.

"Forget it, this is something that needs to be considered only next spring. As for now, let's consider the issue of food."

She let out a long sigh, continued to flip the scroll, and used something called mathematics that gave her a headache to calculate how much food she could exchange.

But unfortunately, bad luck still found her.

And it was a man-made disaster.

(End of this chapter)