"Hiss! Wizard! It hurts so much! Can you be gentler..."

Moka was lying flat on the bed, grinning in pain, and begging for mercy from the wizard who was tattooing him.

The person whom Moka called a wizard was a middle-aged woman with a somewhat thin figure.

"Don't worry, Moka, I won't hurt you." The wizard smiled at Moka, "Tattooing is a very delicate technical job. If the force is light, the color will be faded. If the force is strong, the color will be lighter.

It might hurt someone."

"In the past few decades, I have tattooed countless people. Even the totem on the patriarch's face was tattooed by me."

"After decades of training, my skills have become extremely proficient, so you can rest assured that I will never hurt you or lighten the color of the totem on your face.

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After saying that, the wizard swung the mallet in his left hand again, hitting the tattoo needle on his right hand that was stained with paint with a force that was neither light nor heavy.

The tip of the tattoo needle touched the skin at the corner of Moka's right eye.

Following the wizard's blow, Moka twitched his lips again and took a breath.

"You are so amazing, Moka." The wizard said to Moka while giving Moka a tattoo, "You are only 16 years old this year, right? Only men who have hunted three or more large game animals are eligible for tattoos. Only men who have tattooed

Face, only a man with a totem on his face can be called a warrior. You can become a warrior at the age of 16, which is really amazing. The patriarch did not get the tattoo qualification and became a warrior until he was 17 years old."

"Hehehe." Under the wizard's praise, Moka, who became a little giddy, laughed playfully, "Doesn't that mean that I will probably surpass the clan leader in the future?"

"Maybe. There is still a long way to go before the clan leader. But if you continue to work hard and hone your body and skills, it is not impossible to surpass the clan leader."

After saying that, the wizard put away the tattoo tools in his hand.

"Okay, Moka, we have tattooed our totem on your face. From now on, you will officially become a warrior of our Helai tribe!"

As soon as the wizard finished speaking, Moka impatiently sat up from the bed and took a basin of water placed next to the bed.

The clean water clearly reflected Moka's face.

Reflecting Moka's face, there are dots as big as the size of his little finger tattooed on the left and right corners of his eyes respectively.

With a face full of joy, Moka subconsciously wanted to touch the black dots located at the corners of his left and right eyes.

However, just when Moka's hands were about to touch the two dots on his face, the wizard shouted to him:

"Don't touch it! You can't touch it for the next 5 days! And you can't wash your face at the same time! Otherwise you are very likely to get infected!"

After hearing what the wizard said, Moka quickly took his hands back.

But even though he retracted his hands, Moka still looked through the water with joy on his face, which was now tattooed with the totem of their Lake people.
Chapter completed!