Chapter 509: Climbing into bed to get the upper hand?
The land of giants, Jotunheim.
Two figures, a man and a woman, braved the howling wind and snow and headed towards the city of Utgar in the north.
It is the holy land of the Frost Giants. Not only does the newly appointed Frost Giant King Laofey settle here, but a large number of elite Frost Giants also live in the area.
If Thor wanted to seek trouble with the giants, the city of Utgar was obviously the most likely place to go.
"Huh~"
A sudden sneeze interrupted Lorne's thoughts, and he turned around to look behind him.
Brunhilde, who was accompanying them, blushed suddenly and looked a little embarrassed.
"The environment in Giant Country is harsh, the climate is extremely cold, and blizzards rage all year round. It's inevitable that outsiders will feel a little uncomfortable when they come here for the first time."
Lorne smiled faintly and casually drew two runes representing [Fire] and [Light] to protect each other from the howling cold wind. Then he took out a handkerchief from the magic circle and handed it to Brunhilde behind him.
Such a considerate gesture warmed the Valkyrie's heart. She took the handkerchief and replied respectfully:
"My trials are not enough. I am sorry to trouble you, sir."
"Don't be so formal. We are here in Jotunheim only to represent ourselves, not Asgard, so there is no superior-subordinate relationship."
"As you command, Lord Loki!"
Hearing that subconscious answer, Loen didn't know whether to laugh or cry. He could only temporarily give up correcting her address and continue on his journey with Brunhilde.
But he didn't know if it was his illusion, but Brunhilde behind him always glanced at him secretly out of the corner of her eyes intentionally or unintentionally. From time to time, a trace of entanglement and hesitation flashed in her sapphire eyes. She was absent-minded while walking and almost bumped into him several times.
Loen couldn't help but frown, and was about to turn around to ask what was going on, but he sensed a sharp whistle coming from the blizzard all around him.
“Get out of the way!”
Seeing Brunhilde still standing there in a daze, he immediately shouted, closed the distance between them, and pulled her behind him.
“Buzz!”
Along with the trembling of magic factors, a protective triangle drawn by runes automatically condensed in front of Loen, shattering dozens of sharp ice cones that broke through the air.
Seeing the pairs of animal eyes emitting faint blue light in the blizzard, Brunhilde woke up as if from a dream.
Frostwolf!
This is a magical beast that lives in extremely cold environments. It is good at controlling ice and storms and has a habit of living in groups.
Brunhild took a quick glance and saw hundreds of Frostwolves gathered around them, each of them crouching down, gnashing their teeth and howling, preparing to attack.
Just as Lorne was about to kill the Frostwolves that blocked his way, Brunhilde stepped forward first:
"My Lord, it was my fault for allowing these beasts to get close to me. Please allow me to make up for my mistake!"
As she spoke, the Valkyrie summoned armor, sword and shield, and her whole body was ablaze with cold and murderous blue flames. Behind her, glowing swan-like wings extended out, transforming into a brilliant stream of light, and she rushed towards the swarming wolves at high speed.
“Puff, puff, puff!”
Wherever the light passed, broken limbs and claws flew up, and ice-blue wolf blood splattered everywhere.
“Ouch~~”
Seeing his compatriots being slaughtered, the wolf king, who was as big as a hill and had frost-blue hair, let out an angry growl.
Upon hearing the order, the Frostwolves immediately scattered, opened their mouths, condensed the magic factors in the air, transformed them into ice cones of varying sizes, and shot them at the Valkyrie in mid-air.
"Father God, Rune, protect me!"
Brunhilde chanted solemnly, and the dark blue flames surrounding her body burned fiercely, as if she was covered with a thick layer of armor.
Hundreds of ice cones of different sizes were no more than stones thrown into the lake, causing only slight ripples before being quickly decomposed by the flames surrounding Brunhilde.
After temporarily resolving the attack in front of her, the Valkyrie looked up at the Frostwolf on the ice field that was exuding a faint aura.
Capture the thief and the leader!
Brunhild flapped her wings violently, rushed out of the wolf pack like a hot knife through butter, and headed straight for the wolf king on the ice field.
The cold light on the sword's edge made the wolf king smell the breath of death, and he couldn't help but howl loudly.
One frost wolves after another leaped high, rushed towards Brunhilde in mid-air, and bit the Valkyrie's vital points, forcing her to swing her sword to deal with the surrounding soldiers first.
As the sharp sword blade killed them all, the ice-blue wolf blood spilled all over the entire space where Runhild was.
Seeing that the wolf blood did not fall to the ground, but floated in the air against common sense, Brunhilde felt something was wrong.
However, it was too late. A cunning look flashed in the eyes of the wolf king on the ice field. He immediately opened his mouth to the limit and blew out an ice-blue cold wind.
As the storm blew past, the pools of Frost Wolf blood floating in the air were instantly inspired by the "freezing" talent in their blood, causing the temperature of the surrounding space to drop sharply.
Brunhilde was caught off guard and her body froze. A layer of ice-blue frost quickly formed all over her body. The divine power in her body was also frozen, and her consciousness became extremely slow.
Seeing that this powerful female had fallen into the trap he had carefully planned, the wolf king unceremoniously increased the amount of cold air he breathed out.
The blood of the frost wolf floating in the air turned into ice cones, whistling towards the frozen Brunhilde.
However, at the critical moment, a majestic white horse carrying the golden sun broke through the wind and snow in the sky and crashed straight into Brunhilde's chest.
Suddenly, powerful and warm heat burst out from the Valkyrie's body, instantly melting the ice within herself and around her.
Damn it!
The wolf king looked at the male who had no presence on the ice field with shock and anger, and immediately realized that this one seemed even more powerful.
Out of its biological instinct, it felt fear and immediately growled, trying to order the wolves to retreat.
"Want to run? Stay!"
But Brunhilde, who had suffered a loss, obviously would not give the beast a chance to make a comeback. She roared and vibrated her wings, rushing towards the wolf king.
At the same time, the abnormally active magic factors in the body were madly infused into the long sword in his hand. Between the surge of divine power and the flashing of rune runes, the sword tip extended out a huge light blade of a hundred meters.
"boom!"
As the light blade fell, the ice field shook violently, and spider-web-like cracks appeared on the hard frozen soil. The ice-blue mist spewed out by the wolves melted instantly like ice and snow encountering the scorching sun. The remaining wolves and the wolf king turned into pools of ice-blue minced meat.
Brunhild threw away the long sword in her hand that was broken into pieces because it could not withstand the force, folded up the swan wings, and picked up the ferocious wolf head of the wolf king from a pile of minced meat.
Then, she turned around and walked to Lorne, half-knelt on the ground, held up the wolf head with both hands, and respectfully presented the trophy, with a face covered with frost and full of shame:
"Sir, I was careless and almost got hurt by these beasts. In the end, I had to ask you to help me out. Please punish me."
"Even if you want to punish me, you have to heal my wounds first, right?"
Loen snorted in annoyance, then reached out to help Brunhilde up from the ground, and took this somewhat stubborn Valkyrie to a dense forest in the distance to rest and receive treatment.
As we all know, the initial effects of freezing and burning damage are often not obvious, but the lasting effect is strong.
If not treated in time, it is likely to leave serious sequelae.
Although Brunhilde had thawed at this time, the perception of her limbs was obviously much duller, and many purple-red scars appeared on her skin. In some places, there were even lumps in the subcutaneous tissue. This was obviously a serious frostbite and she had to be healed as soon as possible.
"Take off your clothes." Loen gave instructions casually while drawing a magic circle on the ground.
Brunhilde gritted her teeth, seemed to have made some kind of decision, and obediently carried out the order.
Luo En turned around and looked at the whiteness in front of him. He was slightly startled, and then added quietly,
"Just take off your outer clothes. I didn't ask you to take off everything."
“…”
Brunhilde's body stiffened, and she realized that she had misunderstood what he meant. Her cheeks turned red and she wished she could find a hole in the ground to crawl into.
"It's okay, it works better this way."
Fortunately, Loen spoke in time and slightly eased the awkward atmosphere.
Then, he politely looked away and reminded:
"Turn around and face away from me."
Brunhilde quickly did as she was told and picked up a piece of underwear from the ground with both hands to cover her exposed upper body.
Just as she was ready, the Valkyrie was struck by lightning. Her body trembled and she let out an indistinct low moan, which gave rise to endless reverie.
As the hot, sore and stimulating feeling continued to come from behind, Brunhilde felt as if tens of thousands of ants were crawling and gnawing on her body. Her delicate body twisted restlessly, and patches of rosy red appeared on her skin.
Finally, after holding back for a few seconds, the brave and warlike Valkyrie on the battlefield succumbed to instinct. Her slender thighs and snow-white neck suddenly straightened, and a loud whimper came out of her mouth.
Hearing the graceful voice, Luo En was speechless:
I just drew a few runes on your back, is it necessary to have such a big reaction?
Since the mixed cold air from the Frostwolves has already invaded Brunhilde's body, it needs to be removed with powers such as [Fire] and [Light] first.
In addition, Brunhild's body had just experienced an intense battle and had suffered frostbite, making it relatively fragile. So in order to achieve perfection, Lorne chose to use his own divine blood to draw several runes on Brunhild's back, strengthening her own divinity and clearing away the cold and frost in her body from the inside out.
But I didn't expect that after just a short contact, Brunhilde's reaction would be so big, just like she had taken a small pink bottle of medicine.
Those who knew understood that he was drawing a rune, while those who didn't thought he was drawing an X pattern.
Seeing that the situation was about to change from a warm and healing atmosphere to a book, Lorne coughed and asked:
"How about we try another method of healing?"
"No need! You, you continue, I will hold back!"
Brunhilde answered solemnly, with a determined look on her face, like a soldier who had died bravely.
Seeing that the Valkyrie was so determined, Loen had no choice but to give up and choose to speed up the drawing.
Finally, as Brunhilde's body trembled, Lorne looked at her jade-like back and her newly grown pink skin, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and nodded with satisfaction.
Then he stood up and suggested:
"Okay, you've just recovered from your injury, and it's getting late. Let's rest here tonight, and we'll continue our journey tomorrow morning."
Brunhilde naturally agreed to this. In order to express her gratitude to her superior, she took the initiative to take charge of the trivial tasks such as setting up camp, making fire, cooking, drawing early warning magic circles, etc.
Loen didn't refuse. While watching Brunhilde busying around, he took out a dead branch from the magic circle and cut and carved it with the knife he carried with him.
Half an hour later, everything was ready.
Brunhilde scooped a full bowl of meat porridge from the pot and handed it to Lorne respectfully.
It was not until Loen started to taste it that she served herself a portion and sat aside to eat, completely treating herself as a maid serving her master.
After taking a few bites, Loen praised Brunhilde's cooking skills, then changed the subject and asked with a smile:
"By the way, why did you keep looking at me along the way? Do I look scary?"
"No, you are much kinder than the rumors say!"
Brunhilde waved her hands repeatedly, then realized that she was caught red-handed, and her pretty face suddenly turned slightly red.
Luo En showed a hint of surprise, then continued the topic with a smile:
"Have you heard of me?"
"Well, I grew up hearing stories about you fighting giants."
As if infected by the gentle emotion, Brunhilde's tension gradually disappeared, and she continued to explain,
"My hometown, Iceland, is in the Midgard World, which is relatively close to the Iron Forest. We are often harassed by giants and monsters. If you hadn't led people to suppress disasters and quell chaos, forcing the giants not to easily cross the Iron Forest, we would have had a hard time."
"So that's what happened."
Lorne suddenly realized and looked at Brunhilde with a little more kindness.
"It seems we are destined to be together."
"It's my honor to be able to follow you on this trip!"
Brunhilde pounded her chest with her right fist and answered solemnly.
Luo En smiled and said, "Since we get along so well, I won't be stingy. I'll give this thing to you."
Looking at the branch in her hand that had been cut into a spear shape, Brunhilde thought of how busy Lorne had been since he finished treating her, and a warm feeling suddenly surged in her heart.
It turned out that the adults had been making a handy weapon for me.
only……
Brunhilde looked at the branch spear in her hand, then looked at the empty scabbard, and spoke carefully:
"My lord, I use a sword."
Luo En shook his head and said, "There's no need to blindly imitate others just for the sake of aspirations. Swords are not suitable for you. Your fighting style is more suitable for using guns."
When Brunhilde heard this, a trace of embarrassment suddenly appeared on her face.
Indeed, her weapons and fighting style were intentionally imitating the Lord Loki in front of her, as well as the Valkyrie Queen Freya who currently led the Valkyrie Legion.
Both of them were experts with swords, and she subconsciously believed that she needed to use a sword to become a powerful Valkyrie.
As the saying goes, those who are involved are often confused, while those who are not involved can see clearly.
According to Lord Loki's advice, Brunhilde finally realized that she was on the wrong path.
But even if I turn back, who can I ask for advice on the essentials of spearmanship?
As if he understood Brunhilde's confusion, Lorne smiled and said:
"I also know a little bit about spearmanship. If you want to learn, I can teach you. If you have any questions, you can ask me on the way."
When Brunhilde heard this, she was overjoyed and immediately agreed:
"Thank you, Lord Loki. I will definitely live up to your expectations!"
"Okay, go back and rest. Your injuries today are not fully healed yet, and the lessons will officially start tomorrow."
Loen smiled and waved his hand, watching Brunhilde leave with joy, muttering to himself.
Am I overthinking?
At the same time, Brunhilde walked into the tent and did not fall asleep immediately. Instead, she took out a black crow feather from the magic circle, bit her fingertips, and dripped blood on it.
As Crow Feather absorbed the divine blood, his flesh and blood squirmed and he turned into a dark black raven:
"Brunhild, how is the work you asked me to do going?"
An old voice came from the raven's mouth, exuding invisible majesty.
Brunhilde knelt on one knee and spoke carefully:
"Father God, I, I am doing..."
The raven looked Brunhilde up and down and snorted unhappily:
"You are doing it? Then why are you still a virgin?"
"Father God, feelings shouldn't be forced. I..."
"Shut up!"
Raven rudely interrupted Brunhilde's defense and said coldly,
"He is related to the future of Asgard and the fate of the Nine Realms. We must not let him get involved with those restless rebels. He is a sentimental person, and this is the only thing that can tie him down! So, no matter what method you use, even if you have to crawl, you must climb into his bed as soon as possible, make him fall in love with you, and bring him back to Asgard after this trip!"
"Yes, Father God..."
Brunhilde pursed her lips and nodded in response, like a puppet.
"I don't want an answer, I want action!"
Raven snorted coldly, glanced at the night outside the tent, and gave a direct order.
"Just tonight. Do not let me down, Brunhilde. This is a necessary sacrifice for Asar."
After saying this, without waiting for Brunhilde to reply, the raven lost its activity and degenerated into a crow feather again.
The Valkyrie looked at the dark night outside the door, gritted her teeth, and walked out of the tent.
(End of this chapter)
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