Greece brings evildoers - Chapter 487
c481 Rope skills are your strong point
Northern Europe, the world of the atrium.
Galadriel looked at the vast snowfield in front of her and couldn’t help but cast a strange look at a guide in front of her:
“Do you know the way?”
“I know the atrium very well!”
“But you’ve been taking us around for two days…”
Feeling the resentment from Galadriel, Lorne couldn’t help but feel embarrassed.
Because he had slept for hundreds of years, the magic coordinates had long been invalid with the passage of time, resulting in serious deviations in the transmission. He had to reconfirm the way back to Heath Island.
At first, Lorne was still full of confidence, saying that he could lead them to find the right direction with his eyes closed.
But soon, he found that with the end of the war between the gods of Asa and Vanir, the human group ushered in a period of peaceful development, and the entire world of the atrium had undergone earth-shaking changes. Many things he was familiar with no longer existed, and it was difficult to find a previous signpost.
So, Lorne took Rose and Galadriel for two days, but there was still a vast snowfield in front of them. There were not even a few villages on the road, which showed the desolation of this place, which was far from the prosperous Heath Island he mentioned.
Rose smiled and walked forward, and spoke to save face for her new boss:
“Maybe the snow is too heavy to block the previous roads. Otherwise, let’s ask someone?”
“Good idea!”
Lorne nodded and agreed immediately, and cast a look of approval at Rose.
Now, he probably understands why the emperors of ancient times still liked to use treacherous ministers and flatterers even though they knew that they had serious moral defects.
Nothing else, it’s just convenient and comfortable.
Seeing that the two people in the team voted in favor, Galadriel didn’t dwell on this issue too much, nodded and followed the two people’s footsteps, and began to look for villages and pedestrians nearby.
But because this place seemed too remote, the three of them walked around at dusk and didn’t see the shadow of villages and towns.
As night fell, white mist surged from all around. Looking at the cold snow and the gloomy woods, Galadriel’s little face could not help but show a wave of depression.
It seemed that she would have to spend the night in the snow again tonight.
As a pampered elf princess, she suffered all the hardships she had never experienced before when she went out for the first time.
Just as Galadriel wanted to complain, Rose’s voice came from the front:
“There seems to be a fire ahead!”
Rose jumped down from the treetop and raised her hand to point out the location:
“Southeast, about 2 kilometers.”
“What are we waiting for, let’s go!”
Galadriel was immediately refreshed when she heard the good news. She couldn’t wait to pull Rose’s arm and ran forward, completely forgetting the person she was going to protect.
Seeing this, Lorne’s face darkened.
After these few days of getting along, he gradually had a clearer understanding of the personalities of the two elf subordinates.
Rose can be said to be the embodiment of the hopeless evil of the dark elves. She is treacherous, cruel, capricious, and malicious to almost everyone. She always covets the lives and magic of outsiders, and wants to turn them into food to strengthen herself; but she also knows how to read people’s expressions, knows what can be done and what cannot be done, is good at hiding the malice in her heart, and shows her harmless side.
Along the way, Rose’s performance is almost impeccable. If Lorne had not known the nature of the spider goddess, he might have really regarded this woman as a dark elf with a heart towards light.
In contrast, Galadriel seems quite immature.
Although she has a precocious and sharp side, her sense of superiority as an immortal species occasionally exposes her pride and willfulness, which leads to her misjudgment and suffers for it.
Changing from three hundred years of labor to life imprisonment is one time;
Being wary of Lorne and trusting Rose is another time.
Little did they know that what Lorne was looking at was Galadriel’s value and labor, while what Rose wanted was to make the elven princess fall into evil and then control the entire light elf clan.
Forget it, the growth and maturity of intelligent life always requires a process.
Compared with the two gods Laoden in the team, she was just an underage child and could not be asked to do too much.
Lorne shook his head and followed reluctantly.
After a few breaths, the three followed the firelight to an open space.
The bright yellow flames danced on the dead wood, and the aroma of food stewed with mushrooms and dried meat came from the gurgling iron pot on the shelf. A tall figure wearing a gray-white hooded animal fur and two sheathed long swords on his back was squatting on the snow to set up a tent.
“Who?”
As the three approached, the figure in front of the tent seemed to hear the creaking sound of boots stepping on the snow, and suddenly stood up and looked behind him, raised his right hand and placed it on the hilt of the silver long sword, making a vigilant posture.
It was felt at a distance of about 100 meters? Good hearing and alertness.
So, not an ordinary person?
Lorne raised his head thoughtfully and examined the figure in front of the fire.
It was a tall young girl with beautiful emerald eyes, white skin, three-dimensional and handsome features, and long silver hair neatly tied behind her head.
The half-sword she pulled out from her back seemed to be made of mithril, which looked exquisite and sharp. The hilt was inlaid with gems that transmit magic.
Not far away, a snow-white horse without a trace of color was tied to a tree, lying quietly in the snow.
All kinds of signs showed that the girl had a lot of family wealth and was probably from an aristocratic family.
Moreover, the girl seemed to give him an inexplicable sense of familiarity.
At this moment, the girl in front of the fire was also examining the three unexpected visitors in the forest.
Light elves, dark elves, and humans?
This complex team composition surprised her.
And the two kinds of elves that were said to be as hostile as water and fire could actually follow the male human harmoniously, which made the girl vaguely think of a possibility, and her face instantly turned cold.
“Excuse me, we just arrived in Middle-earth and are not familiar with this place. I want to ask how to get to Heath Island?”
In a crisp inquiry, Galadriel stepped forward and humbly asked the girl.
“You are going to Heath Island?” The girl was a little surprised, and then a smile appeared on her tense face, “It just so happens that I have something to go there. If you don’t mind, we can go together.”
“That’s great!” Galadriel was overjoyed when she heard this, and nodded repeatedly in agreement.
Rose narrowed her eyes and said tactfully: “Is it too much trouble? Or just tell us the direction directly.”
The girl shook her head and smiled: “No trouble, it’s just on the way. There are almost no villages nearby. I guess you have been traveling for a day. Why don’t you sit down and rest your feet, eat something, and then we will set off together tomorrow morning.”
Seeing that Rose wanted to say something, Loen patted her shoulder and gladly accepted the girl’s invitation:
“It’s good to have someone to take care of you. Thank you very much.”
Then, the three of them sat down around the fire, and the girl served hot broth and a few frozen dry food to share.
Although the food was rough, it was a rather novel experience for the pampered Galadriel and Rose, who was a god.
They imitated the girl, soaked the coarse bread and ate it with hot soup.
The stomachs that had not eaten for a long time suddenly felt warm, and a sense of comfort appeared on their faces.
Seeing that the two elves seemed to be eating happily, the girl couldn’t help but hand over a few more pieces of black bread, and at the same time couldn’t help but look at Lorne beside him a few more times.
Lorne interrupted the other party’s gaze with a dry cough, and asked with a smile:
“By the way, I haven’t asked your name yet…”
“Zireael, my friends call me Zireael.”
The girl answered casually, with a slight flicker in her eyes.
Galadriel heard the phrase that belonged to the pronunciation of the Elvish language and was a little surprised:
“Swallow?”
“Well, my godmother has a quarter of elven blood, so she gave me this name.”
The silver-haired girl nodded and answered, her eyes a little erratic.
Half-elves are hybrids of elves and other species (mainly humans). They are slightly taller and stronger than other elves, but they are unblessed aliens.
Due to the obvious differences between individuals, the elves are very repulsive to half-elves, and do not think that they belong to elves at all, and are unclean beings; although the human side can tolerate them because of their beautiful appearance, they also reject their half-elves blood.
Therefore, it is inevitable to be embarrassed to reveal this to two pure-blooded elves.
However, Galadriel did not mean to despise it at all, but asked with great interest:
“There is actually an elf blood living in Middle-earth? I have never seen it! What is her name? If there is a chance, we can get to know each other.”
“Yennefer…”
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Facing Galadriel’s curious eyes, the girl subconsciously answered.
“Puff!”
Lorne, who was standing aside, couldn’t help but spit out the broth in his mouth when he heard the name.
Suddenly, the eyes of the three people looked over at the same time.
“Ahem, sorry, I drank too fast and choked accidentally. You continue.”
Lorne responded with a dry cough, raising his hand to pat his chest to straighten out his breath.
The three of them did not suspect anything and continued to chat casually.
It seemed that because of the elven blood as a bond, the atmosphere on the field gradually became warmer. Under Galadriel’s questioning, the silver-haired girl nicknamed “Swallow” also told about her experience of meeting her godmother.
When she was still a child, she was quite naughty. One day, she got separated from her servants and accidentally entered the Brokilon Forest.
It was a reserve for tree spirits, providing protection for tree spirits, half-elves, unicorns and other fantasy creatures. Humans were prohibited from entering.
Generally speaking, humans captured by tree spirits will be forced to take the legendary Brokilon Water and be transformed into tree spirits as a punishment.
But fortunately, she met Yennefer, a female sorceress of elven descent who lived in seclusion in Brokilon Forest.
Yennefer felt sorry for her and took her out of Brokilon Forest and returned her to her parents.
In gratitude for the lady’s kindness, her parents asked Yennefer to be her godmother and protect her growth.
Thus, the two became friends.
Perhaps because of this relationship, she had a good impression of elves.
At this moment, after listening to the girl’s self-introduction, Lorne finally confirmed the identity of the girl in front of him and where the familiarity came from.
Cirilla Fiona Allen Lianlun, nicknamed Cirilla, is a royal family of the northern kingdom of Cintra and the granddaughter of [Cintra Lioness] Calanthe. Because of her strong character and the powerful “ancient blood” in her body, she showed excellent fighting talent at a young age and was also called the “Cintra Cub”.
The reason why Lorne knew this was because the girl Ciri in front of him, like Galadriel, was also a character born from a story in his mind.
Before he could figure out what impact the intervention of “The Lord of the Rings” would have on the Nordic world, “The Witcher” came again…
Lorne rubbed his slightly sore temples, feeling depressed.
The strength of this human girl was not a concern, but his headache was the future fate.
As the stories in his mind were integrated into the [Great Music] of the Nordic world, the originally clear trajectory of fate became messy.
Not to mention Odin, the one-eyed king, even if the three goddesses of Norn came down personally, they might not be able to predict the fate of the entire Nordic world.
On the other hand, although these lives were originally just illusory stories in his mind, in the process of being transformed into reality by the power of fate, they also made adjustments to adapt to the rules of the world and were given real meaning.
For example, Ciri in the story would be adopted by a demon hunter, but now she is rescued from the Dryad Forest by a sorceress of elven descent, and naturally connected to the current background of the Nordic world.
The same is true for Holo, Hela, Rose, and Galadriel before.
If this continues, more and more of Lorne’s memories will be assimilated by this world.
In the end, perhaps he will become one of the “stories”, composing a plot called “Ragnarok”, and thus be buried in the flames of the end of the world.
It seems that the source of these changes needs to be found as soon as possible.
Just as Lorne was thinking seriously, the three women ended their communication happily, and this dinner party that met by chance also came to an end.
“Sorry, I only have one tent. Although it is spacious inside, it is not suitable for the opposite sex to enter.” Ciri said apologetically.
Lorne smiled and showed great generosity: “It’s okay, you go in and rest, I’ll sleep outside.”
Ciri nodded happily, then took the hands of the two elves and got into the tent.
As the night deepened, the camp was quiet.
Listening to the three gradually steady breathing sounds, Ciri slowly opened her eyes, quietly got up and walked out of the tent, and tiptoed to the fire.
At this time, the handsome young man who had participated in the dinner earlier was sleeping soundly on one side.
Ciri turned around and made a “hush” gesture to her beloved horse, then gently pulled out another fine steel sword behind her and placed it on the man’s neck.
As if he felt the chill on his neck, the man woke up from his sleep and looked at the steel sword across his neck in surprise and astonishment:
“Jiweier, what are you doing?”
“Shut up!”
The steel sword in Ciri’s hand moved up a few points, snorted coldly,
“If you want to live, tell me honestly how to remove the slave marks on the two elves.”
Lorne was slightly stunned, and it took him a long time to react:
“Do you think I’m a slave trader?”
“What else?”
Ciri asked disdainfully with a sneer on her face,
“This is the courtyard, not the elf country. , where would an ordinary person take two pure-blooded elves out? Moreover, they are two species, one black and one white. You have a wide range of hobbies. ”
“Can’t they follow me voluntarily?”
“Do you think I’m a child? Come on! Light elves and dark elves are mortal enemies. They basically stab each other when they meet. How can they be so happy? Moreover, they even eat black bread so deliciously. They must have been hungry a lot! It’s your bad luck to meet me. If you honestly remove the slave mark, I can still spare your life, otherwise…”
The girl raised the steel sword in her hand, with a righteous face.
Faced with this situation, Loen didn’t know whether to laugh or cry, and said helplessly:
“Forget it, how to solve it, you should ask the back. ”
The back?
Ciri was slightly stunned, and then the back of her neck sank, and a strong sense of dizziness suddenly occupied her brain, and her body fell straight into someone’s arms.
Under the moonlight, the air was wriggling like water waves.
The spider goddess Rose showed a graceful figure, playing with the purple-black dagger in her hand, and looking at the fallen Ciri with a smile:
“Sir, do you want me to help you strip her clothes off?”
“No need to strip her, it’s cold today.”
Lorne’s answer was quite sympathetic, but the subsequent supplement exposed his true nature,
“Let’s hang her up, rope skills are your strong point.”
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