When the guide of the great river nomad who looked calm and calm came to the wine table, the whole person changed.

What, you say you can drink?

Come on, let me see, who can drink!

The three confident guides plan to have a "drinking fight between men", but what makes it difficult for them to accept is that someone actually plans to 1v3?!

It's tolerable, it's unbearable!

The three guides all said that one-on-one is good, and you are not an opponent - but the other party really insisted, and after some arguments between the two sides, the bet was still established.

Large metal wine glasses were brought up, and then quickly filled with spirits, and the four of them looked at each other, raised their glasses, and drank them down.

The sailor smacked his lips, but the three river nomad guides instantly fell into a state of confusion.

Icefield spirits, worthy of the name!

With such a jar of ice field spirits in his stomach, Rhodes estimated that the elephant would not be able to carry it, and although the three unprepared river nomad guides seemed to have a good amount of alcohol, two of them fainted directly, and only the eldest who looked the oldest could barely open his eyes.

"Isn't it too much?" Rod, who was observing the situation in the dark, blinked, "Fortunately, one of them can hold it, in case all three of them faint, then the next routine will be troublesome......"

At the banquet, Graves, seeing that the plan was successful, began to talk to the older guide according to the plan.

At first, the guy seemed to be restrained, instinctively trying to avoid questions about the inner tribe, but when Graves asked repeatedly, the emotions he had been suppressing finally exploded.

"Elder of Dog X!"

"Lao Tzu's money is their business?!"

"Stipulate this regulation and that ......"

"I never work all day!"

"Dog X tradition!"

"Is it really like Lao Tzu has no temper?!"

“……”

“……”

Foul language began to blurt out, and the elder guide, stimulated by the ice spirits, said everything he had wanted to say that he had been hiding in his heart.

It turns out that there is more than one person who, like Trist, is dissatisfied with the tradition of the Great River Nomads.

No one likes to live their lives in a nest.

Although to a certain extent, people will become accustomed to the pain they have been suffering from, but that does not mean that they are not in pain anymore – it is just that after getting used to the pain, people can become numb and learn not to care.

The Great River Nomads are not people who have never seen the world, they trade in the Anaconda River basin and have seen sailors from all over Valoran.

In this case, it is impossible for them not to be unaware of the backwardness of their traditions.

But...... What about falling behind?

The reason why tradition is tradition is because there are countless people who are acquiescing and supporting, as if it were the emperor's new clothes, everyone knows that it is wrong, but no one will speak out.

Trist broke with tradition, and as a result, he left the Great River Wanderers and became an exile.

The river nomads themselves know that this is a heavy shackle - but the elders of the river nomads who hold the other end of the shackles can unite as one, but the river nomads who are bound by the shackles have to be bound under this heavy shackles for the rest of their lives because of various concerns.

Rod, who listened to everything silently, was silent for a long time.

The experience of the river nomad made him feel an indescribable heaviness and pain - everyone knows that they are being bound, but as long as this bondage does not hurt survival itself, people tend to choose to endure it.

Disgusting, really disgusting.

For this kind of "tradition", Rhodes did not want to see it for a second.

At this moment, Rhodes chose to retract his previous opinion - the river nomads are not qualified to compare with the weavers!

The weavers chose to persevere in the sands of Kohalise for the sake of duty, and their tradition is one of perseverance and self-sacrifice!

And the Great River Nomads ...... Their tradition is an escape of bondage and oppression, a carnival of the few!

……………………

When the guide finally collapsed on the table, Rhodes sat on the roof and looked at the rainforest at night, silent for a long time.

A round of cards flew by, and Trist appeared beside him.

"Feeling bad?" Rod glanced at Trist, who had pressed the brim of his hat extremely low, "Didn't you say you didn't care?" ”

"How could it be that I didn't care at all." Trist's face couldn't see the expression, "After all, I'm also a person who tries to resist...... Unfortunately, I couldn't convince my family to leave with me, and I couldn't get those bastards to head them into the Python River. ”

"Can you tell me what happened to you in the first place?" A smile appeared on Rod's lips, "It's been so many years - you never seem to let go." ”

"It's not a big deal." Trist finally raised his head, and there was a rare touch of melancholy on his handsome face - if the noblewoman of Picheng saw it, I don't know how many people would go crazy about it, "You know, the river nomads also open casinos." ”

"I know." Rod nodded, "The water casino of the Great River Nomad is very famous, fair and just, and the children are not bullied......"

"Dog X's child is not bullied." Trist let out a rare foul mouth, "You don't know my talent, do you?" Do you think that if I open a casino, I may not be able to deceive children? ”

“……”

Rod blinked and grinned awkwardly.

In fact, although Trist's gambling skills are not the best Valoran, they are definitely at the level of the God of Gamblers - no matter what he bets, he can almost make something out of nothing.

This kind of guy opened a casino......

It's strange that Tong Su is not bullied.

But then again, why do people say that the casinos of the river nomads are not bullied?

"You must be wondering, why everyone says we are not bullied, right?" Trist didn't care about Rode's expression, and continued to speak to himself, "Actually, when the gambling skills reach a certain level, we can completely control according to our own desires and achieve no deception. ”

Nodding, Rod understood what Trist meant.

Winning the money that should be won, losing the money that should be lost, although the gambling game has been under control, it seems that at least the child is not bullied.

"So...... My family has never made money – because we want to be innocent. ”

"Then why do you want to open a casino?"

"Naturally, it's to attract guests." A subtle smile appeared on Trist's lips, "Without our casino, where would so many sailors come to this deserted Kumangu?" Without those generous sailors, wouldn't the well-built inn of my dear elder's house be useless? ”