Valkyrie Europa

Chapter 187
The sea water in the Arctic Ocean is cold and clear. Icebergs, large and small, drift quietly with the ocean currents. As soon as a thin layer of ice forms on the surface of the sea, it is broken by the waves and turned into tiny icicles.

In such icy sea water, there was a black figure swimming silently.He swam very slowly, and most of his body was submerged in the sea water, only a dark head was exposed.Slowly, he swam across a glacier, a huge ice floe, and a large sea.

Then he speeded up, the speed of paddling his hands and feet increased, and he struggled forward in the icy sea water.After swimming for an unknown amount of time, he jumped up from the sea water, stepped on it lightly, broke through the waves, and shot forward.Slowly, a long black line appeared in front of his eyes, as if it was a piece of land far away.His speed accelerated again, and he continued to walk on the waves, often covering a distance of more than ten meters in a single jump.

The black lines began to grow longer and wider, becoming clearer.It slowly revealed its true face, it was not a piece of land, but a huge fleet!

The figure was getting closer and closer to the fleet, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared into the fleet.He nimbly changed direction among the ships, and finally stopped in front of a huge ship that was obviously a circle larger than the other ships. giant ship.

He stood still on the deck, panting violently, and there were streaks of water running down his dark skin, making it hard to tell whether it was sea water or sweat.The two men in black robes on the deck quickly put the thick black overcoats they had prepared on his body, and handed him a cup of steaming white liquid.

Seeing his appearance, a white-haired old man wearing a thick black cloak also came down from the nearby forecastle. He smiled and said kindly: "It's really hard work for you. How are you? Did you find anything?"

The dark-skinned strong man took a sip of the hot water in the cup, and replied: "The information in the Academy of Classics is correct, the gang of werewolves should be on that island over there, and I found it in a notch sheltered from the wind over there." Except for a small number of merchant and fishing boats, most of their fleets are wooden rafts as recorded in the classics, so they must be right.”

"Then how many are they?" The white-haired old man continued to ask.

"They should have all gone to the island as a large force. There are not many people left behind in the fleet, there should not be more than 10, and their strength is not strong, so they are easy to eliminate." A smirk appeared on the face of the strong black man. : "You only need to allocate a batch of oil to me, and then send a small boat, and I promise to destroy all those boats!"

"No, no, no!" The white-haired old man quickly waved his hand: "We can't destroy the ship, our purpose is not to trap them here, but to destroy them as much as possible, it is best to completely wipe them out, understand? On the island or on land, it is too difficult to achieve this goal, and the loss will be great. Only when they are at their weakest after performing the sacrifice, ambushing them at sea can minimize the loss. And the best way to achieve our goals.”

After thinking for a while, the strong black man nodded: "Well, I understand, what's next? What else should we do?"

"We don't have to do anything, we just have to wait. We must learn to be patient. This time we have already won the game, and we are just waiting for those wolf herders to walk into the trap." The old man said with a smile: "Of course, the task of surveillance is still handed over to you." Here it is, but we can’t let these werewolf herders run away.”

At this time, another girl in silver-white armor came down from the forecastle, and she respectfully said to the white-haired old man, "My lord Patriarch, Marshal Medina has something to ask for you."

"Sigh." The white-haired old man sighed: "How many times have I told you that I am no longer the patriarch, I am just a judge now."

"No, in my heart, you will always be my patriarch." The girl spoke with a respectful expression.

"Hey, I'm just a loser. Jeanne, in fact, you didn't use it this time. Didn't Notre Dame not blame you?" The old man looked a bit reluctant: "Why come with us to carry out such a dangerous task?" What about the mission?"

"No, if you want to talk about a loser, I am also a loser. I am also very responsible for the affairs of France. If I hadn't mistakenly trusted that damned Sophie, our plan might not have failed." The girl bit Teeth, face full of regret.

"Oh, you don't have to be so harsh on yourself." The old man sighed again: "Forget it, forget it, everyone made mistakes, let the past go."

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The captain's cabin is very spacious and luxuriously decorated, with thick carpets on the floor and a circular stove burning in the middle.As soon as the door was opened, a gust of hot air rushed in, firmly blocking the bone-piercing cold outside.

Seeing the white-haired old man in black robe enter the room, a long-faced middle-aged man stood up from the stove and greeted him: "Oh, my respected Judge Richelieu, have you found that island?"

The white-haired old man nodded: "The island has been found, now we just need to wait."

"Oh, wait." The long-faced middle-aged nobleman repeated, with a sneer on his face: "Then how long will it take? This damn place is so cold, there is nothing but glaciers and ice, I don't want to stay any longer it's here."

"I don't want to stay here either." The old judge spread out his hands: "But we must eliminate those werewolf herders."

"Then go and destroy it." The long-faced captain raised his voice: "You should really go down to the cabin to have a look. Every day, there are young men who catch cold and lie there crying! If you wait any longer, I can't guarantee that they will still be there by then." How much power do you have to help you exterminate those damned wolf herders."

"No." The white-haired judge interrupted him: "First of all, the health of the crew is something you should consider and solve. After all, I am not the commander of the fleet, and I am not good at sailing. Second, this One time is not helping us, we are a cooperative relationship, our holy sect sends experts, and you send fleets, everyone is mutually beneficial, and everyone can get benefits."

"Mutual benefits? Benefits?" The long-faced marshal said angrily, "I don't see any benefits. Even if we can eliminate those werewolf herders, there are not many werewolf herders in our country. When the time comes, we will send the army into the forest to encircle and suppress them. Why spend so much effort to help other countries once and for all?"

"Sigh..." the white-haired old man sighed, with a strange expression on his face: "Didn't your Majesty tell you anything? If he didn't have enough interests, why would he send this secret fleet to this place where no shit? You Didn't you think about it these days?"

"Your Majesty has always been close to your Holy See, and it is not surprising that he occasionally makes some stupid decisions." Marshal Medina was still full of doubts.

"Well, although I don't know why your majesty didn't explain it to you. Then let me explain to you again." The judge of Richelieu compromised: "Do you know why those wolf herders came here?"

"Come to worship their ancestors, you said it before." Marshal Medina seemed a little impatient.

"Then do you know who their ancestor is?" the Grand Inquisitor Richelieu then asked.

"It seems to be some kind of wolf in mythology," Marshal Medina tried hard to recall.

"It's Fenrir, the wolf who destroyed the world in Norse mythology! The son of the evil god Loki, the wolf of doom in mythology, the wolf that devours the gods, is the culprit that caused the destruction of the gods in Norse mythology!" Richelieu the great judge The sound is amplified.

"What does this myth have to do with what we are doing now?" Marshal Medina expressed his confusion.

"Then do you know how it died?" Inquisitor Richelieu did not answer, but continued to ask.

"How do I know this? Our Spain is not like your Holy See. We have all kinds of ancient documents, or this kind of unpopular mythology. You can just tell me directly." Marshal Medina once again showed some impatience.

"It was originally locked and sealed by a magical chain, and after breaking free, it participated in the Twilight War of the Gods, devoured Odin, the father of the Nordic gods, and was stabbed into it by the wolf's throat by Odin's son Vida. He was killed by his heart. It is said that the place where he fell is called the Iron Forest. And it has two sons, Skul the Wolf of the Sun and Hati the Wolf of the Moon, who are the ancestors of the two major sects of today's wolf shepherds And according to some ancient books, the giantess who gave birth to these two giant wolves for Fenrir also lived in the Iron Forest." Grand Judge Richelieu said.

"Then what does this have to do with us?" Marshal Medina said he was at a loss.

"Now the place where the wolf herders sacrifice to Fenrir is the legendary Iron Forest! That iron forest will only appear when the wolf herders sacrifice once every 200 years! There are nine kingdoms of gods in Nordic mythology, and this iron forest The forest is the signpost of the kingdom of giants! When we find the iron forest, we can find that signpost and find the legendary kingdom of giants! If nothing else, it will be a real new continent!"

(End of this chapter)