The sun dipped westward, the bay filled with dazzling golden brilliance, while the villages were busy with people. Everything looked peaceful and harmonious, seemingly different from what the old hunter had described.
Exploration Captain Zuwaro narrowed his eyes, carefully studying the appearance of the tribal village and estimating the degree of organization among these tribes. Yet very soon, that tranquil scene was broken as wary shouts rang out from the village palisade.
"There's a ship! On the great lake outside the village, there's a big ship!"
"What tribe is it from?"
"Don't know, but we've never seen it before!"
"Never seen it? Then they're enemies! Quick, take up your weapons!..."
The tribes here seemed quite vigilant. The strange longship had only appeared for a moment before it drew the attention of the tribespeople. A storm of shouting and commotion broke out in the village, and then a full two hundred hunters and able-bodied men poured out, each holding throwing spears and hunting bows. After that, a dozen or so tribal canoes were dragged to the shore, carrying the hunters as they came bearing down with ferocious momentum.
"Uh, this situation... Zuwaro, should we make contact with them?"
"Forget it! Let's leave directly!"
Exploration Captain Zuwaro thought for a moment, then shook his head in refusal.
"Main God as my witness! Since we aren't planning for the time being to establish a settlement in this bay, there's no point in contacting them. What's more, judging by the way they look, I'm afraid they don't have much goodwill..."
"Good! Then let's hurry and leave! I feel like they seem to have taken us for some invading hostile tribe..."
"Go!..."
The longship turned nimbly and accelerated swiftly, heading back toward the entrance of the bay. The local tribe's fleet of canoes pursued relentlessly