Chapter 550 Me? Merlin?
Three months later.
Skadi put on the twentieth set of spare clothes, got off the thirtieth bed that had been replaced, pushed open the door that had been reinstalled for the fortieth time, straightened her slightly bulging belly, and walked out of the yard with satisfaction.
After confirming that his nominal newlywed wife had gone far away, Lorne on the bed breathed a sigh of relief, cursing Odin in his heart.
According to Skadi's request, if Asa killed one of her relatives, he would have to return another one to her.
This sounds reasonable, but there is another big pit inside.
——A husband can only be considered a spouse, not a blood relative.
Therefore, the real condition to meet the first requirement is to make Skadi pregnant and let her have a child of her own.
In order to help the Aesir settle their accounts, he was tormented by Skadi for three full months!
Of course, if it was just a normal married life, it would be fine, and Lorne wouldn't mind doing more beneficial exercises with Skadi, but there was a second condition.
——Make Skadi laugh.
As we all know, this Norse goddess of hunting has always been known for her cold and serious temperament.
In order to meet the requirements, Lorne, who didn't want to learn the original myth and play tug-of-war with the goat, had to divert the trouble to his old friend Scathach and develop some new ways of playing in bed.
But unexpectedly, this behavior eventually backfired, and Skadi, who was wide-eyed, developed an endless desire to explore.
So, during these three months, this curious and proactive Nordic goddess of hunting launched a series of bold and innovative attempts.
The scale was so large and the taste was so unique that even Loen, a Greek who knew how to play, was amazed and felt inferior.
"Have you had enough fun? Can you put me back now?"
The sound of grinding teeth came from the head of the bed. Only a head was left. Scathach, who was placed on it like a lamp pendant, had her eyes wide open and full of murderous intent.
It was originally a marriage between two people, but it turned into a game for three people.
The couple in front of her were the protagonists, and she was the one being played.
In order to vent her anger and prove that she is better than her elder sister in every aspect, her good sister did everything she could to make trouble for her, an outsider in this game.
The plot is relatively light, with the head being treated as an ornament and placed on the bedside, watching the couple's obsessive behavior the whole time.
In order to make the humiliation more serious and the sense of accomplishment greater, her good sister Skadi often split her into parts and added them to the game.
The good name is - increasing the sense of participation.
Over the past three months, Scathach has broadened her horizons and suffered greatly because of her sister Skadi's bold innovations and attempts, as well as the complicity of this bastard in front of her.
If she had a choice, she would rather not have eyes.
At this moment, Lorne on the field seemed to realize that his behavior was a bit excessive, and smiled awkwardly:
"I can let you go, but I have to tell you in advance that I was forced to do this, and Skadi was the mastermind. Every wrong has its perpetrator, and you are not allowed to retaliate against me when you return."
Bah, scumbag!
Scathach looked at her brother-in-law with disdain and couldn't help but want to spit the fishy saliva in her mouth into his face.
But after thinking for a moment, she finally gave up this tempting idea.
There is no other reason. I am still a piece of meat on this guy's chopping board and have no right to negotiate terms.
Moreover, he was right. His good sister Skadi was the one who should be sanctioned the most.
When I get the chance to take revenge in the future, this good brother-in-law in front of me might be of use to me.
It would be best if she could return all the tricks that this couple used on her to her!
No, ten times!
Scathach made up her mind and snorted coldly:
"Okay, I promise."
"You swear!"
"I swear by the Mother Goddess Danu. Is this all right?"
After making sure that Scathach had made a serious promise, Lorne finally felt relieved. He dragged the black box from under the bed and reassembled the various parts of Scathach.
As soon as she regained consciousness, Scathach stretched out her hand with a cold face:
“Bring it here!”
Loen tactfully gave his sister-in-law a few jars of top-quality mead as an apology for the game.
After receiving some compensation, Scathach's expression turned slightly from gloomy to bright. Holding the jar of wine, she ran straight to her bedroom.
Having successfully appeased the victim, Loen was in a good mood.
Skadi received a lot of compensation and returned to the Giant Kingdom as agreed.
Next, she will set out to quell the unrest in the [Land of Noise] in the name of Shaki's daughter and the princess of the mountain giants.
He went to Asgard alone to avenge his father, and eventually forced the entire Aesir to give in. With the secret assistance of the Valkyrie Legion, it would be no problem for Skadi to end the turmoil and regain power.
The troubles in the Giant Kingdom can come to an end for the time being.
After three months of secret preparation, the nine kingdoms have basically completed the integration of their forces.
So, it’s time to move on to the next step.
Loen thought for a moment, put on his clothes, walked out of the messy bedroom, came to the open space outside the dark elf village, and started the resonance spell to connect to the fairy palace:
"Did you get any results from the matter I asked you to ask?"
"Yes, Frigga has already told me. Before the Vanir retreated, they used secret methods to preserve the last holy land. Inside is a complete altar, which the Vanir used to prepare for a counterattack back to their homeland. As long as they can activate it, the Nordic army can use it as a coordinate to teleport to the Celtic Age of Gods."
Odin's projection appeared in the magic circle and answered in a deep voice.
Faith and kingdom are the foundation for the gods to exert their power, just like the relationship between fish and water.
If the Norse gods were directly thrown into the completely unfamiliar Celtic Age of Gods, they would inevitably be suppressed by the laws of the local world and their strength would be severely weakened.
Therefore, the safest way is to let humans, elves, dwarves and other believers as pioneers, invade the Celtic Age of Gods, conquer a part of the land, use it as the foundation to build altars, build statues and temples for the gods, and then perform the God's descent ceremony, so that the Aesir and Vanir gods can step into the battlefield in a complete posture.
A more realistic example is that the Crusades led to the widespread spread of Christianity and the elimination of various different beliefs; the invasion of the Vikings led to the fusion of Norse mythology and Celtic mythology, leaving traces of runes in Celtic soil.
To put it more simply, it is easier to push the tower only when you have a line of soldiers (believers).
However, in order to operate the military line, a huge amount of manpower and material resources are needed. Even if the teleportation array knows the coordinates of the Celtic God Era, it is simply unable to transport such a large number of troops and supplies across a huge distance.
Under normal circumstances, they could only form a huge fleet and cross the Sea of Chaos.
But doing so will inevitably take an extremely long time and will add a lot of uncertainty to the process.
This is why, although there are small-scale frictions between the ages of gods, large-scale conflicts rarely occur.
After all, sending an envoy and starting a war are two completely different things.
But fortunately, before the Vanir fled to the Norse Age, they left behind a complete [holy land] and [altar] in the Celtic Age, which just saved the Nordic army from the uncertainty of crossing the Sea of Chaos. They used it as a springboard for large-scale troop transport and spirit summoning, and also gave the Nordic Age the first opportunity to start the war.
The "dowry" that Frigga brought was really generous. Not only did she send three powerful main gods of the Vanir to the Aesir, but she also gave birth to two main gods, Balder, the son of light, and Hoder, the son of darkness. Finally, she also gave a piece of holy land and a beacon for attacking the Celtic God Age.
Luo En secretly admired and continued to ask:
"What is the name of that holy land? Where is it?"
"[Albion's Tomb], the entrance is guarded by a pure-blooded dragon named "Albion", in the north of Britain."
Odin said this and sent a parchment scroll to Lorne's hands.
Luo En glanced over and frowned:
"Only the general area?"
"In order to avoid being noticed by the Tuatha de Danann, Frigga cast a spell on this holy land before leaving, causing its entrance to move irregularly. So only after we arrive there can we use secret methods to determine its exact location."
As Odin explained, he told Lorne the spell to open the Tomb of Albion.
After a moment, the light of the resonance ritual went out.
After finishing the meeting, Loen studied the parchment in his hand, copied the spell, and began to think about how to proceed with the plan.
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At the same time, in the bedroom of the courtyard.
Scathach dipped her fingers into the golden mead, wrote the final stroke on the floor, looked at the closed magic circle, and nodded with satisfaction.
If Lorne and Odin were present, they would find that the magic array on the ground was composed of runes.
And the function is to remove the curse!
"You think you can trap me forever with these? Dream on!"
Scathach stroked the five golden curse rings on her arms, legs and neck with her fingertips and sneered arrogantly.
Although he was careless before and became a prisoner.
But Scathach did not sit still and wait for death, acting as a plaything of a couple, but devoted herself to studying how to break free from the constraints on her body.
To this end, she mastered the meaning and use of most of the runes through various means such as borrowing books, eavesdropping, and peeping. Through repeated attempts, she reversed the operating rules of the rune rings on her body and mastered the method of breaking the curse.
If she hadn't been tortured in various ways by that couple over the past three months, she might have been able to untie the shackles even faster.
After all, in addition to spearmanship, she is also a sage who is proficient in magic.
It was not difficult for her to take some time to comprehend and master a new spellcasting method.
Stepping into the formation, Scathach drank the remaining half jar of mead and smashed the jar.
The splashing mead fell into the formation, instantly activating the magic circle.
"Bang bang bang bang!"
The golden curse rings on Scathach's body shattered one after another, and the divinity and power that had been imprisoned flowed back into her body like a tide, and a majestic aura rose into the sky.
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Meanwhile, outside the village.
not good!
Lorne noticed the unusual movement in the village and quickly turned into a stream of light and rushed back to the courtyard where Scathach was.
But when he landed, Scathach in the house broke the last curse ring on her body, restored her original strength, and opened the door to the Shadow Kingdom.
"Why are you in such a hurry to leave? We haven't finished the wine yet. Stay a few more days. Besides, Skadi has gone to the Noisy Land to quell the riot. She won't come to harass us in the short term."
Lorne walked into the room, laughing dryly and bluffing.
Scathach remained unmoved and sneered:
"If we're just drinking, you'd be a good drinking buddy. But you ask too many questions. It's not a good thing to be so curious about Celtic."
Luo En slapped his forehead, looking helpless.
The truth is revealed.
Sure enough, a heroic mentor who could teach a group of Celtic heroes was not a stupid person.
The too frequent flattery and unusual enthusiasm for the Celtics eventually aroused the suspicion of the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom.
"It seems that I guessed right. You are going to take action against Celtic."
Scathach made a firm judgment, with a hint of excitement carved into her bones on her face.
"Even if we become enemies, I look forward to meeting you on a real battlefield!"
"Now that you know everything..."
Loen raised his hand and pulled out the flaming sword from the magic circle inch by inch. He spoke softly,
"Then I can't let you go!"
Seeing a blazing flame coming straight towards her face, Scathach hesitated for a moment, then turned around and jumped into the gate of the Shadow Kingdom behind her.
She is not only a warrior, but also a queen.
In addition to fighting for glory, one must also be responsible for one's country and people.
Now that we know that the Norse gods are going to launch a war against the Celts, we must bring this news back as soon as possible.
Even if it means abandoning my pride as a warrior.
Seeing that Scathach, who always loved fighting, actually chose to run away, Lorne cursed inwardly and immediately followed Scathach and rushed into the gate of the Shadow Kingdom that was about to close.
“Boom!”
The stone door closed and the shadow disappeared.
Scathach and Lorne entered the door one after the other, one fleeing and one chasing in the shadow-filled kingdom, like two swift meteors, cutting through the dark sky of the Shadow Kingdom.
Damn, that’s fast!
Seeing that the distance between the two sides was getting closer and closer, Scathach cursed inwardly, used shadow as a medium, opened the door of the Shadow Kingdom again, and rushed straight out.
When Loen rushed out, he found himself in chaos.
——Chaotic Sea?
Do you want to use the chaotic magic here and the environment that restrains theocracy to conceal your own aura and get rid of me?
Loen's heart trembled, and before Scathach's breath disappeared, he finally locked onto the figure of the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom again.
At this moment, a shadow door has reopened in front of her.
Lorne chased after her urgently, but Scathach had already put half a foot into the door.
As long as the other person's body completely enters it and the door closes, it will be difficult for Loen to track the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom due to the interference of the chaos tide.
After a brief hesitation, Loen gritted his teeth, raised the flaming magic sword in his hand, and swung it out with a brilliant sword light.
"boom!"
The shadow stone door connecting different spaces shattered with a sound. Scathach, who was connected to it mentally, turned pale and immediately vomited a mouthful of golden blood.
The next moment, a fierce space storm, accompanied by a surging tide of chaos, swept across everything around it, instantly engulfing the two people who were the first to bear the brunt.
Lorne tried his best to withstand the impact and reached out to grab Scathach's falling figure.
This is both hostage-taking and help.
If he really wanted to kill his sister-in-law, he should have swung his sword at her instead of the space gate.
However, the falling Scathach suddenly turned her head back, her lips and teeth moved rapidly, and a scarlet light magic spear gathered in her palm, which she then decisively threw at the enemy chasing her from behind.
Loen had no choice but to swing his sword to block, and the violent blast completely destroyed the remaining outline of the space gate.
Pieces of crystal-like space fragments, reflecting mountains, rivers, forests and cities, were shooting everywhere.
Scathach gritted her teeth and swallowed the blood in her throat, then leaped into one of the pieces.
Loen wanted to chase after him, but the surging tide of chaos all around him quickly engulfed the piece of space debris.
As the surrounding space debris quickly faded and disappeared, Loen made up his mind, sent a message to the dark elf altar, and then crashed head-on into the last dissipated piece of space debris.
After a brief trance and weightlessness, he fell into a forest like a cannonball.
Standing up from the smoking pit, Loen looked around.
The soil is red soil...
There are plants around that I have never seen before...
I can't feel the breath of the Nordic gods either...
Could it be that Scathach and I have arrived in the Age of Celtic Gods?
A bold guess emerged in Lorne's mind.
Just as he was about to investigate nearby to confirm his idea, a slight noise came from the bushes in the distance.
"Who? Come out!"
At Loen's shout, a tall figure quickly raised his hands and stood up from behind the bushes:
"Don't be nervous, I'm just passing by."
She was an extremely beautiful girl, with short silver hair, pointed ears, and an elegant white dress. Her pair of purple pupils were dreamy, and there seemed to be a layer of hazy mist flowing in them.
Luo En's eyes flashed, he took back the flaming sword, and said with a smile:
"Sorry, I just ran into some trouble. I thought you were the one chasing me. How is it? Did I scare you?"
"No, no."
The silver-haired girl waved her hands repeatedly, looking curious and surprised.
"So you fell from the sky because someone was chasing you. You're amazing to be fine after falling from such a high place."
Luo En smiled noncommittally and asked:
"I just fell down and I'm still a little dizzy. Can you tell me where this is?"
"[Misty Forest], where the fairies live."
The silver-haired girl pointed to her slightly pointed ears and smiled.
"Me too, but it only counts as half."
Half? Does it mean mixed blood?
Luo En thought for a while and continued to ask:
"By the way, I haven't asked for your name yet."
"Vivian, my name is Vivian."
Loen's eyelids twitched, and his gaze immediately fell on a mirror-like lake not far away.
Vivian the Lake Lady? The one who gave King Arthur the holy sword?
Isn’t it such a coincidence?
Sensing several auras approaching here, Luo En temporarily suppressed the distracting thoughts in his mind and asked:
"Can you tell me how to get out of here? I need to do something in the nearby town."
——Buy some materials, collect intelligence, and get in touch with the Nordic God Era as soon as possible.
Luo En thought to himself.
Vivian nodded with a smile:
"Of course you can. But I won't help you for nothing. In exchange, you have to agree to one condition - teach me how to survive a fall from such a high place."
This isn't a problem. Just learn some magic.
Lorne nodded happily and agreed to the deal.
After receiving the promise, Vivian was overjoyed and took Lorne's arm affectionately:
"Teacher, come this way, I will personally take you to the nearby town!"
Luo En stopped his raised foot in mid-air and turned to look at Vivian:
"What did you call me just now?"
"Teacher! You teach me things, shouldn't I call you teacher?"
Vivian tilted her head and blinked, looking at Lorne with an innocent face.
"What? Is there a problem?"
"No problem, it's just that I haven't had any students in a while."
Loen answered calmly, but his mind was filled with turbulent thoughts.
In Celtic mythology, Vivian the Lake Lady did have a teacher.
That is the legendary wizard - Merlin.
After the Lake Fairy Vivian completed her apprenticeship, she managed to weaken Merlin's magic and imprisoned Merlin in a bubble cage in the forest, making Merlin obey her orders.
A classic act of betraying one's teacher and ancestors.
Looking at the beautiful disciple he had just accepted, Luo En asked casually:
"You are so eager to learn, you must have a lot of teachers, right?"
"How can that be possible? None of them are willing to teach me. You are the first one."
Vivian replied with a smile, enthusiastically leading the way for her head teacher.
At this moment, Loen's heart, which had been hanging in the air, finally died.
—Me? Merlin?
Now, it’s going to be fun.
(End of this chapter)
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