Chapter 7: Liu Li got a new name—Rurik


    Liu Li got a new nameRurik


    Rurik, this name carries Ottos hopes for the child, as its root word is theter vocabry rich.


    Ancient Norse greatly influenced English and German a thousand yearster, and it directly evolved into Swedish and Norwegian.


    Liu Li, after all, understands modern English, so learning the ancestralnguage of English in a short time is not a difficult task.


    However, now, he is still a baby.


    He is too small, even with a decent name, he still needs to be in his birth mothers swaddling clothes. For the next few years, whatever he wishes to do, he is limited by his own weakness and can only be a spectator.


    Liu Li, or rather Rurik. He returned to his mothers arms, and next, its Ottos return to deal with the cargo and the fallen warriors.


    All the deceased were carried off the ship, and their rtives came to im the bodies.


    Here, a naive yet vigorous ten-year-old boy, his gaze nkly fixed on his fathers ashen corpse.


    He just silently watched, as if isted from the tribal members who wereughing and talking loudly due to the arrival of numerous goods.


    This child is Arik, Ottos brother, and Ogiers only son.


    Scandinavia, called the Land of Darkness by the Romans, is a ce where every boy reaching twenty years old is considered a great miracle.


    Not just men, a healthy woman giving birth safely is also a great risk.


    Ariks mother died in childbirth, and ultimately, the boy lost his mother and his unborn brother.


    But he still had his father.


    The Ros tribe is located in the northern part of the Baltic Sea, where its colder, and the harsh living conditions mean the poption is always small, and worse, there are more men than women in the whole tribe!


    If the environment is a test for the men of the tribe, then its an even more severe test for the women.


    Times are changing!


    A mood of departure has begun to emerge in the Ros tribe, with the sharpest idea being that instead of traveling thousands of miles to demand tribute from the Svear people twice a year, its better to just relocate and take over the towns of the Svear people, settling in those warm andfortable areas.


    In fact, the climate inthe Novgorod region is cold, but it is rtively milder than that of Ros Fort.


    At least, thend there can grow wheat.


    Wheat kernels and primary ground flour have a strong appeal to the inhabitants of all of Scandinavia.


    A calloused hand pats a naive shoulder.


    Arik turns his wooden head to see his uncle with a pale face.


    Uncle.


    Arik, Otto says in a deep voice,forting, Your father died in battle, dont be sad for him.


    I


    How could he not be sad, looking at his uncles face, so simr to his fathers, tears flow from the corners of the Viking boys eyes.


    Silly child, you will be a warrior, you should not cry now. Saying this, Otto pats the boys shoulder again, Your father has gone to Valha, led by Brunhild herself. Arik, you must be a warrior, only then can you meet him in Valha.


    Is that true?


    Of course, its true!


    For the entire Ros tribe, their belief in Odin and Valha is unshakable.


    After all, since birth, everyone has been exposed to these concepts, fighting and dying in battle, which are considered as much a part of life as eating and sleeping.


    Arik, from now on I am your father. You know our tradition.


    Arik nods deeply, without saying more.


    In fact, Arik is very clear, bing the adopted son of the chief, he will receive more care, and in future tribal affairs, he will also have more rights.


    But during this time, the news that the chiefs wife had given birth to a child hailed as blessed by Odin was already known to the entire tribe.


    Arik knows very well that this child is his cousin, and now, his blood brother.


    The elders have already confirmed that the child has noble blood. As an elder brother, Arik has already realized that in the future as the child grows, he needs to fulfill his duties as an elder brother.


    Otto continues to hold Ariks shoulder, Do you know what name I gave your brother?


    What?


    Rurik. Hehe, isnt it simr to your name?


    Yes. Is it because of me?


    Not just that, but also because of that oracle. I also learned about the oracle when I returned. My child, your brother will lead our people to glory, and as his brother, you must help him well.


    Arik nods, Like you and my father?


    Yes. Otto smiles and pats Ariks shoulder again, One day, you will fight side by side!


    Soon, all the deceased were buried in the tribes public cemetery.


    Otto ced two Eastern Roman silver coins on Ogiers eyes, then covered them with wood, and finally filled the grave with soil.


    As for Ogiers sword, naturally, it was inherited by his only son, Arik.


    Now, the time is the autumn of 821 AD, and the Svear people of Novgorod have just harvested this years wheat, only to have it partially seized by the Ros tribe who rowed thousands of miles in the name of tribute.


    The climate in the Novgorod region is rtively mild, but the region of Ros Fort is already quite cold.


    Many tribes in Scandinavia do not have the concept of the Anno Domini era, nor even a rigorous method of year counting. Even in terms of writing, only a small number of Scandinavian groups, such as some Norwegian and Danish tribes, began using alphabetic writing.


    But these tribes have very simr legends and myths, passed down orally among the elders.


    How many years the Ros tribe has existed, the elders cannot give a clear number, after all, the tribe has existed for a long time. Therefore, the public cemetery of the tribe also contains many ancestors, corroborating the elders ims.


    After burying all the dead and distributing the wealth, Chief Otto proudly went to the tribes ceremonial house to inform the elders about the events encountered during the voyage.


    ording to the captured battle axes and spears, as well as the special ships, it can be determined that the enemies were fishermen from Gond.


    The Ros tribe does not want to conflict with these people. Otto meant this, and so did all the elders.


    But if theye to attack, a strong counterattack is necessary.


    No one questioned Ottos decision, and the elders even believed that losing only ten men to eliminate two hundred enemies fully demonstrated the fierce fighting strength of the Ros tribe! It also proved that Otto is the best chief.


    Here, the most respected elder is the one known as Grandma Vilia, an over eighty-year-old woman.


    Indeed, Vilia is not only the oldest in the tribe, but her body still seems robust. She is also the priest of the tribe, and people believe that she has established some kind of spiritual connection with Odin. Some even say that perhaps when she dies, she will regain her youth and be another Valkyrie in Valha.


    Vilia, with her aging voice, specifically mentioned the boys matter.


    She asked Otto with an authoritative tone that made him nervous: I have only one crucial question to ask you. My child, have you named that boy?


    Yes! I have named him. Otto proudly dered in front of all the elders: I named him Rurik.


    Its Rurik, Ipletely understand now, Vilia said meaningfully.


    Everyone watched Vilia, her wrinkled old face revealing a reassuring smile.


    Educate your child well, Chief, Vilia said kindly: When Rurik grows up, he will surely be our new chief, everything is arranged by Odin. Now, Chief, you may leave.