Be a lord in the world of Indian mythology

Chapter 37 Shaking

Cow urine and cow dung are local specialties you absolutely must try!

When Vijay saw the sacred ox option among the artifacts, he subconsciously overlooked this custom...

On second thought, since Brahmins have magical powers, it's not surprising that blessed divine cows can cure diseases!

Vijay nodded and said, "Buy, buy a lot!"

After saying that, he opened the system again and purchased one hundred divine oxen in one go.

No matter what, there must be enough cow urine and cow dung!

A quick glance at the numbers displayed in the system shows that the number of Dalits who have submitted is slowly climbing and has now exceeded two thousand.

It seems that getting these Dalits who have left their homes to stay in the village is much simpler than I thought!

They have plenty of food and drink, plenty of cow urine, and a wooden house—that's enough to keep these guys in check.

Rajan stood to the side, looking hesitant, as if he wanted to say something but couldn't. After a long while, he whispered, "Master, I think..."

He hesitated halfway through his sentence, then dared not speak further.

Vijay immediately understood the young man's ambition and expectations.

Rajan also wanted to join the caravan, following in the footsteps of his grandfather and father, to travel to the distant Eastern world, broaden his horizons, and gain his own glory and achievements.

The idea is good, but it's not suitable right now.

Vijay patted him gently on the shoulder, and Rajan was immediately flattered. He was about to bow and kneel again, but Vijay stopped him once more.

"Stay in the village!" Vijay said, turning to look in the direction of his own house, and slowly added, "I have something important to entrust to you!"

"Sharma Mira is no ordinary woman!"

"The Brahmins and Kshatriyas are pressing me hard, I don't have time to deal with her! But if I leave her alone in the village, your sister is too naive and doesn't know anything about the world."

"If you weren't there to help and look after her, she would definitely suffer a great loss!"

After a pause, Vijay's tone became even more serious: "You must keep a close eye on Mira at all times. When necessary, you may make your own decisions and take appropriate actions to safeguard the honor and interests of the Mittal family."

Upon hearing this, Rajan was immediately filled with excitement, feeling that his master was indeed valuing him more and more. The unhappiness he had felt earlier because he could not join the caravan vanished in an instant.

He immediately knelt on one knee and loudly swore: "Brahma above, supreme master, I will do my utmost to protect the Mittal family, never bringing shame upon the family, and never letting my sister suffer the slightest injustice!"

After taking the oath, Rajan bowed and prepared to leave to attend to the matters concerning the sacred cow and the timber.

Vijay suddenly remembered the information from the system and called out to him, "Rajan, do you know about the plague?"

Rajan paused, slowly turned around, his face full of confusion, and bowed, asking, "Master, what is this plague?"

Seeing his blank expression, Vijay knew they had probably never heard of the word "plague" before, and understood that it would be difficult to explain in a short time. So he simply advised, "When you go to the city, be sure to buy as many commonly used medicinal herbs as possible!"

"If there is holy water blessed by Brahmins that brings protection from illness and disaster, prepare some of that as well!"

Rajan seemed to understand, but dared not ask any more questions. He quickly bowed in agreement and took his leave.

As Vijay watched his retreating figure, he thought to himself that this was all he could do for those Dalits!

It's just a pity about that young man named Shu Hu; I wonder if he can complete the task he was assigned within the deadline.

Vijay quickly put the matter out of his mind, munching on roast chicken as he strolled slowly through the village, wandering around aimlessly.

He was still unwilling to give up and wanted to try to recall those images.

Vijay roughly figured out that the triggers of those previous intelligence fragments were all closely related to the scene he was in and the events he encountered.

This Mittal village is where his ancestors lived. Perhaps by walking around and looking at it more, he can be moved by the scenery and find the information he wants. That would be a great gain.

From dawn till dusk, Vijeri explored every inch of the small village of Mittal.

Finally, he arrived at the well in the center of the village.

At this moment, the well water was crystal clear. A few snowflakes seemed to have stirred the underground water veins, or perhaps for some other reason...

The well water has now returned to normal and is sufficient to supply the needs of the entire village.

The newly arrived Vaishyas and Shudras gathered around the well. As Rajan had said, they spent their free time honing their skills or chatting with those around them about the past, their words filled with flattery and reverence for Vijaya.

Vijay stood quietly to the side, gleaning a lot of useful information from the casual conversation, but the details of the trade route and the intelligence footage he most wanted to know never appeared...

As night deepened, Vijay hesitated to return to his room.

Gazing at the brightly lit house in the distance, he turned and entered the dwelling of old Bim and Rajan.

Bim had not yet returned. Rajan was sitting by the campfire, eating thick porridge and wheat bread, which he felt was not much better than what Dalit was eating.

Upon seeing Vijay's arrival, Rajan hurriedly rose to greet him, but Vijay waved his hand, indicating that he need not stand on ceremony, and sat directly beside him. This gesture of intimacy caused Rajan to immediately prostrate himself and kowtow, saying, "Master!"

Vijay shook his head without saying a word, picked up the bread in front of him, took a few bites, and chatted with Rajan by the dim light of the campfire.

Vijay waited until the night was deep before quietly getting up and returning to his bedroom.

The guest room lights were off. Vijay breathed a sigh of relief, then stepped inside, lifted the covers, and finally felt a weight lifted from his heart.

What if Mira, that woman, just forces herself on me, strips naked, and runs into my bed?

Should I pounce on it? Or should I pounce on it?

Now that he hadn't seen her do that, to be honest, Vijay felt a pang of disappointment.

Amidst these conflicting emotions, he gradually drifted off to sleep.

The next morning, as dawn broke, Vijay suddenly awoke and looked up at the bedside.

Sure enough, Mira, just like yesterday, knelt on the blanket in front of the bed like a virtuous woman.

She held a sumptuous Northern delicacy in her hands, which was different in flavor from yesterday but equally exquisite, and her clothes were neatly arranged beside her.

Mira said softly, "Master, please allow me to help you change your clothes."

This time, Vijay didn't run away. He sighed softly, knowing that some things still needed to be faced.

His expression turned serious, and he said, word by word, "I am not your husband."

Mira's eyes were calm, and her tone was resolute: "If you nod, you will be my husband."

She spoke these words with absolute certainty, as if she had already cast aside worldly views, made up her mind about everything, and was a resolute woman who would not hesitate to go forward.

Is Comila really that kind of woman?

Vijay was torn and found it difficult to make a decision, so he could only decline again: "The Mithar family has been blessed by the Brahmins and witnessed by the Kshatriyas. My marriage must certainly be approved by the Brahmins and Kshatriyas of this city!"

Mira, seemingly having planned this all along, calmly replied, "I'll handle this!"

With just one sentence, Vijay had no more excuses. Refusing again would only make him seem suspicious and dishonest!

But Vijay still felt something was off, fearing that Mira's sudden attentiveness might be hiding some unpredictable intentions.

Just as Vijay closed his eyes in contemplation, Mira said again, "Patriarch, I have also heard about the importance of the Eastern trade routes, and I would never want to be a burden to you at this moment."

"My dowry, including servants, goods, and treasures, is all at the master's disposal. I will prepare everything at the Mittal household and await your return. On the day of your triumphant return, I will marry into this household in grand style."