"Oh? Killing a few trolls makes you feel good? Let me see, you are probably feeding the greenskins before you even get out of the gray mountains!" Fatis smiled crookedly, and
An old friend made a joke.
"Hmph! You should be careful. If I find the Holy Grail first, you won't have room to show your face. You, the 'Beast King Broken Horn' Fatis Knight, humph!"
Just as the two elders began to bicker, the young Maldini looked at Snorri and spoke tremblingly.
"May I ask, may I ask, are you the third son of the King of Mountains, Prince Snorri Thorson himself?"
"Yeah, what's wrong?" Listening to these words, Snorri felt a little strange. The young man in front of him seemed to have not yet reached the age of memory loss.
"Oh my God! Your epic battle with Gollum in the Battle of Iron Gate has long been spread throughout our knight circle! Please sign my cloak!" Baldini grabbed it with eyes shining.
Snorri.
"Wha, what? An epic battle?" Snorri was stunned. Viscount Ackerman and Knight Fatis also turned around when they heard the sound.
"What's wrong, my son, does the knightly virtue you talk about tell you that you should treat our savior like this?" Viscount Ackermann was a little annoyed.
"Lady of the Lake! This is Prince Snorri! His story has been sung in the tavern these days!" Maldini was unmoved and continued to shout.
"What! It turns out to be you. It's the arrival of an old friend that blinded my eyes! Please take a seat!" Viscount Ackermann also became excited after hearing this.
"Why, has the name of Master Snorri spread so widely?" Knight Fatis was also a little dazed.
"He hasn't told you about this?" Martini asked, "Prince Snorri is really the embodiment of humility! Let me tell you about his achievements!" p>
Amidst the sluggishness of the Fatis Knight and Snorli himself, Maldini began to speak excitedly.
"What I want to say is that this summer, the evil and cunning goblin of Big Belly King Gulu caused harm to the Border Prince Territory and then tried to enter the territory of our friends on the other side of the mountain through the Black Fire Pass!"
Maldini entered the state, and it was obvious that the young knight had been listening to the performances of minstrels in the tavern.
"The King of the Mountains, Thorgrim-the Grudge Bearer, organized an army and set up battle in a dangerous place. He vowed to fulfill his eternal oath, and also to settle a large amount of heart-wrenching hatred!
Prince Snorri goes out with the army, this is his first battle!"
Hearing this, Snorri nodded. This paragraph was factual for now. But what followed left him speechless.
"Prince Snorri is a born warrior! The anger of the dwarf war god Grimnir burned in his chest! As soon as he saw the fat goblin sitting on its crudely made chariot entering the battlefield, he recognized this
This is the greatest and deepest blasphemy against the ancestors and gods!"
Baldini grabbed his father's wine glass and took a sip. The alcohol further stimulated his enthusiasm. Viscount Ackermann was also in a trance, ignoring his son's rude behavior.
"Prince Snorri wielded the warhammer in his hand and headed straight for Gollum's chariot! It was a really good kill! Along the way there were three, no, five goblin leaders, two orc war generals, and a follower.
The Arachnari giant spider driven out of the deep forest!"
"Okay!" Knight Fatis shouted.
"The spider that is bigger than a house can suck out the life essence of its prey, leaving only some bones and skin residue. The hard shell on its body is a natural plate armor! You know, the bite of all big spiders
The Devouring Capital contains highly toxic substances that can completely paralyze the victim. Not only that, it carries a group of goblins on its back, and all the enemy troops will be devastated when they see it!"
This paragraph is a classic bard style. They are accustomed to highlighting the hero's bravery by boasting about the enemy's majesty.
"Of course, those who were afraid did not include Prince Snorri. He used his family's warhammer - that weapon was no less inferior to Gail Maraz! He opened the gourd for them one by one! When he killed everyone
When the Belly King Gulu is in front of him, behind him is a road of flesh and blood that even the Lord of Skulls would praise in person!" Maldini waved his arms as he spoke.
"Then what? Then what?" Knight Fatis had never heard of this story, and he was very interested.
"Then, Prince Snorri challenged Gollum loudly, and that was the 'Champion Showdown'!"
Snorri knows about the Champion Showdown, which is a popular one-on-one method in the old world. The so-called champion is the best player in the respective teams of the two warring parties.
Generally speaking, the dwarf side's participant in the battle should be the lord himself, but if there is a huge gap in status between the two sides or the lord is old and frail, the strongest warrior in the mountain fort will fight on his behalf.
As a rule, unless it is the contemporary Phoenix King of the High Elves - Nautical King Fenubar who is personally on the expedition, Thorgreen will never challenge anyone on the throne of power. Other lowly opponents are not worthy of the Ge in the palm of the King of Mountains.
The Ax of Limnir! In previous battles, Uncle Dragonhammer and Brother Gnom had done the work for him.
"Prince Snorri's extraordinary prowess shocked the cowardly greenskin! He even sat on the chariot and trembled and dared not get off!"
"What!?" Snorri shouted, this was too outrageous.
"Gulu, that timid and greedy guy, relied on the animals pulling his cart to run very fast on four legs, and barely managed to deal with Prince Snorri. In the end, the brave prince lost too much energy because he had consumed too much energy in breaking through the enemy formation.
Lost half a move!"
"Dirty! The Lady of the Lake is above! Its existence insults the spirit of chivalry!"
"Long live His Majesty William III! These green guys should be completely eliminated!"
The two older knights shouted. They let go of their original aristocratic etiquette and began to drink wine from the bottle.
"After that, the merciful Mother Goddess of the dwarves bestowed divine grace on Prince Snorri. Not only did he recover from his injuries, he gained greater strength, he even shared the divine grace with others, making them energetic too.
The power that is abundant and no longer fatigued!"
After Maldini finished telling the story he heard, Snorri, the protagonist of the story, was already on the spot. Except for the beginning and the end, which were barely realistic, the middle part was all the same!
"Praise the goddess!"
"Praise to Prince Snorri!"
The three humans held Snorri and clinked glasses enthusiastically.
Snorri suddenly had some enlightenment - a noble prince, a grand battlefield, a powerful opponent, a heroic bloody battle and the blessing of the goddess.
When these elements are gathered together, it is no longer important how tall the protagonist is and whether he is riding a sheep or a horse. This is enough to drive every Bretonnian who yearns for the Holy Grail crazy!
Thanks to book friends, book friends, my jelly is back with a monthly pass