Chronicles of Primordial Wars

Bölüm 13 – Mo-Er

Çeviren: Sunyancai

Sai ve iki yardakçısı hiçbir şey çalmayı başaramadılar ama bunun yerine mağaradaki iki düzine çocuk tarafından sokaktaki fareler gibi kovalandılar.

In that afternoon, almost every resident in the mountain-foot district saw the surprising scene. After all, normally Sai, together with Zhan and Ye was the one who bullied other kids. And in the past, kids from the orphan cave would not be so united. They usually acted alone, and no less than half of them got beaten up by Sai before. However, now on one expected them to be so united. Over twenty kids ran after Sai and his minions’ tails. After just a short period of time, Sai and his minions were beaten up hard. They would’ve suffered even more if it weren’t for the fact that their parents came to their rescue.

That particular incident also helped the people in the mountain-foot district refresh their understanding towards the kids in the cave. It turned out that these children knew how to be united against a common enemy. Some people with evil thoughts also had to hide their thoughts seeing those circumstances.

Kavga etmek hiçbir şey değildi. Kids in the tribe feared not fighting, and no adult treated it seriously. However, it was totally a different story when someone got besieged by twenty people, even when all of them were merely children. Only the idiots would try to find trouble for themselves.

After taking care of Sai’s disturbance, Shao Xuan gathered the ferocious kids back to the cave. With the chasing and fighting earlier, their unwilling emotions got vented all out. So naturally they should come back and do the right things.

Mağaradaki çocuklar, Shao Xuan'ın balıklarını hayvan derisi ticareti yapmak için kullandığını gördüler, bu yüzden balıklarını aldılar ve Shao Xuan'dan ticareti onlar adına yapmasını istediler. Shao Xuan'ın atadığı grup liderleri aptal değildi ve kendileri de kabiledeki diğer insanlarla iletişim kurmayı sevmedikleri için Shao Xuan'dan bu iyiliği yapmasını istediler.

Bazı çocukların anılarında, birisinin onlara kış gelmeden önce hazırlanması ve saklanması gereken iki şeyi öğrettiği belli belirsiz hatırladılar. One was food, and the other was animal skins. The former one could save them from starvation, and the latter one guaranteed that they won’t be frozen to death. Even though the tribe would spare them some animal skins for winter use, there were also kids that got ill because of the weather every year. Before they were properly treated, they tended to close their eyes for good and thus surrender their lives to the harsh winter. Those who had lived for a few years in the cave still had fresh memories of winter times. It was so terrifying, for no one had sufficient food, and at nights they often woke up because of the coldness. Let alone the fact that their companions could end up dead whenever. So since they had food now, they would gladly spare some food and trade for animal skins.

When one kid tried to ask Shao Xuan’s favor, the other followed.

Shao Xuan hangi grubun kaç balık esirgediğini taş duvara kaydetti ve hayvan derilerini geri takas ettikten sonra bunları farklı gruplara buna göre dağıtacaktı.

As he was writing on the wall, someone came inside the cave.

Birisinin içeri girdiğini görünce herkes tereddüt etti ve nefesini tuttu. Sonra her beşi bir araya toplanıp gelen kişiye dikkatle baktı.

Shao Xuan knew the coming person, as he was just another kid living in the cave named Mo-Er. Mo-Er’s father was an excellent warrior, but he had an accident during a hunting mission. After that, Mo-Er’s mother remarried, and Mo-Er should’ve joined the new family according to the rules in the tribe. However, the newly formed family had more than one kid, and since there were inevitable conflicts, fighting and violence were unavoidable.

Başlangıçta Mo-Er'in adı "Er" idi ancak babasının adı "Mo" olduğundan iki kelimeyi kendisi birleştirip kendine yeni bir isim verdi.

Mo-Er carried a long stone knife that was nearly his height, and scanned around the cave. Kokladı ve merakla başını kaldırdı, ancak küçük keskin dişli birçok balığın yukarıda asılı olduğunu ve koyu kırmızı gözleriyle ona baktığını gördü.

Mo-Er suddenly stepped back, stiffened his body as he drew out the stone knife that he had tied on his back.
Aynı anda Mo-Er bıçağını çıkardı, bazı çocuklar onu yanlış anladılar ve balıklarını çalmaya çalıştığını düşündüler, bu yüzden onlar da ellerinde sıkıca tuttukları aletlerle aniden ayağa kalktılar ve tüm dikkatleriyle Mo-Er'e baktılar.

Ne? Balıklarımızı mı soymak istiyorsunuz?!!

Aynı mağarada yaşamalarına rağmen Shao Xuan onları 5 kişilik farklı gruplara ayırdığından beri, onların kalplerinde, kendi gruplarına ait olmayan herkes, kendisine karşı korunması gereken bir yabancı olarak görülüyordu.

"Pekala! Bütün bıçaklarınızı ve sopalarınızı bırakın... Taşlı olan, elinizdeki silahı arkanızda görmediğimi düşünmeyin! Hepsini bırakın!" Shao Xuan roared at all kids in the cave, and then walked towards Mo-Er. He pointed at the fish above and explained, “Dead.”

Mo-Er frowned and observed carefully at the fish with giant mouth and numerous sharp teeth. He held back his knife only after he made sure that they were dead fish with no ability to threaten his safety. It was also pretty hard for him to hold such a big knife. After he took it back, Mo-Er glanced at the surroundings again,

Bunu gören Shao Xuan, Ku'yu aradığını sandı, "Ku dağlık bölgeye gitti ve kış için geri gelmeyecek. Ge Amca beni mağaranın sorumlusu olarak adlandırdı."

Mo-Er başını salladı ve hiçbir şey söylemedi. For him it didn’t matter who was in charge of the cave, it was just that the changes made him uncomfortable. Carrying his knife, Mo-Er headed to the depth of the cave. Unlike the old times, everyone in the cave stared at him as he walked, and sending a message that he was not welcome. In the past, no one would care whether he returned or not, after some time’s absence. Dağınık bir halde yerde yatıyorlardı.

Just as Mo-Er wondered in private why these changes were happening since last time he left, the other kids were thinking as well. In the past they didn’t bother to think, but now they were quite eager to think.

Başka bir kişi daha fazla oyunun dağıtılması gerektiğini kastetmişti ki bu çok utanç vericiydi… Herkesin kendi düşünceleri vardı ve kendiliğinden Shao Xuan'a bakıp onun kararını beklediler.

Shao Xuan had heard from Ku earlier, that Mo-Er’s father had left him many good stuff. The stone knife that Mo-Er was using was inherited from his father. So compared to the other kids in the cave, Mo-Er was basically born with a silver spoon in his mouth. Ancak ikinci kuşak zenginler diğerlerinden farklıydı; dağlarda güzel bir hayat yaşamak yerine sürekli mağaraya dönüyorlardı. Sometimes, his remarried mother had to drag him away from the cave, and head back to their home in the mountain. However, after some time, Mo-Er would return to the cave again.

Perhaps he fought with the other kids in his new family, and perhaps for other reasons, he often came back. But no one asked him why, and Mo-Er had not told anyone about his life story. Sözleri yetersizdi ve çok suskundu. When communicating with others, he would merely nod or shake his head, or else come directly to fight. He struck the other kids in the cave with only one impression – that he was quite a master in fighting. No one had beaten him up, including Ku, who had already gone to the mountainside district. So less than a last resort, no one in the cave would try to rob Mo-Er. Naturally one shall only rob things from the weakest person, and those with muddled brains that tried to rob Mo-Er, had all been stabbed by him.

“Are you staying in the cave for the winter?” diye sordu Shao Xuan.

Mo-Er başını salladı.

“Good. Formerly there were twenty-five people in the cave, and I divided them into five groups. Now since you are back…”

The air was tense in the cave, and everyone stared at Shao Xuan with their eyes wide open. Hatta bazıları sanki Shao Xuan'ın anlamlarını yanlış yorumlayacağından, gruplarına yeni üye istemeyeceklerinden korkuyormuşçasına başlarını Shao Xuan'a doğru sert bir şekilde sallıyorlardı.

"O halde grubumuza katılmalısın." dedi Shao Xuan.

Kids in the other four groups were quite relieved, and their intense expressions faded away, and were replaced with joyful smiles. Shao Xuan'ın grubundaki iki büyük çocuğa gelince, onlar bundan memnun değildi ama Shao Xuan kararı verdiği için bunu ihlal etmemeyi seçtiler. However, they glared at Mo-Er and turned around to continue weaving straw rope.
Mo-Er did not care for the others’ obvious exclusion, at least Shao Xuan could not see his resistance based on his reaction. Hala eskisi gibi derin bir sessizlik içindeydi.

Geceleri bazı çocuklar çoktan uyuyakalmış, yarının balık tutmak için yine kötü bir gün olabileceğinden endişelenen ve uyuyamayan bazı çocuklar ise akılsızca hasır halatlar örmüşlerdi. It was so messy, they would weave and then undo the straw rope again and again. When they got angry, they would use their teeth to bite the straw rope, which made Shao Xuan quite anxious. How are we going to use these crappy ropes that were already bitten through?

The fire near the entrance had not been put out, and the curtain at the entrance was still up. The fire light was pretty obvious since it was already dark in the outside. So the night swallows would avoid the bright places and only observe from afar.

Mo-Er carried his knife and approached the entrance. He put the giant knife on his back aside, and held two short knives with both his hands. Kısa bıçakları elinin tersiyle kavradı ve totemik savaşçılar gibi nefesini gizleyemediği için, girişten çıkar çıkmaz uçan gece kırlangıçları onun varlığını fark etti.

Shao Xuan ateşin yanında oturdu. It was not far from the entrance, and the sky could be observed from there.

Gökyüzünde iki hilal süzülüyordu. Evet, ikisi.

Geceleri gökyüzündeki ayları gördüğünde Shao Xuan, bunun ancak onun bildiği dünyadan çok farklı, bambaşka bir dünya olmasıyla açıklanabileceğini fark etti. All the rules and experiences he once mastered could not be applied in here.

During this season, two moons would march against each other in opposite directions. The crescents could not provide enough light to the dark sky, so it was darker than before.

The night grew darker and darker, and winter would officially begin when these two moons fully disappeared.

Shao Xuan’s eyesight fell on Mo-Er’s body as Mo-Er left the cave. Judging from his earlier behavior and the way he held those knives now, Shao Xuan could tell that Mo-Er was quite experienced in fighting. Every day when the other kids were sleeping, he would start to practice with his knives. Even though his father was gone, there was still someone who was willing to teach him.

Holding the short knives, Mo-Er stood there in silence, as if he was staring blankly at the darkness. But Shao Xuan knew that Mo-Er was waiting for the game to approach him.

In the darkness, night swallows flew by at a very fast speed. One could not see their bodies clearly and only slight sounds could be captured.

There were a lot of night swallows outside the cave, and they were hesitating because there was light coming from the cave. Sadece birkaçı Mo-Er'e saldırmaya cesaret edebildi.

Hızlı, küçük bir ses duyuldu. Gece kırlangıçları yaklaşıyordu!

Mo-Er moved fast and he slashed his short knife to the left rapidly!

Hiç tereddüt etmeden hızlı bir hamleydi.

Ding!

Iskaladı.

The second that the knife cut on the wall, there was a flashing sparkle, because he was standing quite near the entrance.

The night swallow that attacked earlier had left, but it left a half-hand long wound on Mo-Er’s arm.

It was caused by the night swallow’s shovel-like beak. But influenced by the coming knife, the night swallow slightly altered its attacking angle, so the wound it left on Mo-Er’s arm was not deep. If the peck was in the front, Mo-Er would have lost some flesh, instead of just getting a superficial wound.

A fine hunter needed to know how to hide and how to endure. Mo-Er did not reveal any painful expressions at the wound earlier, and he did not frown even a bit. His hand holding the knife was still steady and he looked just the same as before. He did not treat his wound, and just let the blood bleed from his wound.

However, the flying night swallows seemed to sense the blood in the air, and began to act restless.

Shao Xuan could hear the sounds of more night swallows flying in the air.

Compared with the other kids in the cave, Mo-Er was much tougher. In the past, Ku was very incomprehensive towards Mo-Er using night swallows to practice his knife skills. In the eyes of the kids in the cave, he was totally asking for death himself. Mo-Er mağarada olmadığında fısıldadılar ve çok daha iyi ve daha kolay bir hayata sahip olabilecekken neden bu kadar zorlu bir yerde bu kadar çabaladığını merak ettiler.
Caesar was also provoked by those flying night swallows outside the cave. Shao Xuan calmed him down and stood up to lead him to the depth of the cave.

However, just after a few steps, Shao Xuan stopped, for he heard some sharp humming.

At first Shao Xuan thought they were imaginary voices, and then he wondered if it was tinnitus caused by too much thinking or other reasons. But after a while, he felt that something was wrong. The sharp humming grew stronger and stronger, as if the thing who created the sound was approaching.

Ding!

Another sound caused by a stone knife and stone walls hitting, and at the same time, the sharp humming that Shao Xuan heard stopped.

Shao Xuan diğer tarafa baktı.

Mo-Er held a knife in his hand, and the knife had already poked through a night swallow’s body. The night swallow finally rested after some waves of its wings, and its blood streamed down the gray stone knife.

The approaching night swallows turned and flew afar, as they were lingering in the air.

Mo-Er flung the knife and the dead night swallow was tossed into the cave beside the giant knife that Mo-Er carried in his back. Daha sonra başka bir oyun için beklemeye devam etti.

Caesar bared his teeth to that dead night swallow, and he was very anxious to take a bite at it. However, Shao Xuan stared at the shovel-like beak of that night swallow, lost in thought.