After Yun Yu, the two of them sat by the bed and were speechless for a while. Everything seemed to happen too fast. Snorri sighed and hugged the half-elf's slim waist, and she leaned into the dwarf's arms.
"Get down, let's do it again!"
During the subsequent voyage, a few keen guys sniffed out something from Shiva's frequent visits to Snorri's cabin and some strange tacit understanding between the two, but no one dared to make it known.
"Not even me?"
"There's no need to make it too big. I can move forward and retreat freely by myself."
The warship stopped at Yugu Port, the estuary of the Sars River in Middenland. Across the rolling hills and woodlands, humans could vaguely see the divine peaks covered with snow all year round.
Shiva tied the cloak around Snorri's neck, the apostle Simon brought a message from Ulric the Great, and Naranod practiced his skills to increase his understanding of the gods and the kingdom of God, so that he could attend the meeting with confidence.
"Brother dwarf, why don't you sit by the firepit!"
"That's right! Why are there still new faces going to Middenheim now? There are quite a few who went south to join your renaissance era!"
The enthusiasm and friendliness of the humans in Middenland made it difficult for Snorri, who had something on his mind, to accept it. Fortunately, it only takes half a day to go upstream along the Demster River from Fish Valley Port to Middenheim's North Bridge.
"It is such a majestic city, no wonder it is qualified to be the last barrier of order."
Walking on the bridge, the city in front of you has a distinct dwarf fortress style, but the proportion of the surface part is increased. The mountain as the base is the largest dwarf settlement outside the mountains. At its peak, the permanent population was 3,000 households.
Really the size of a small fortress.
"Dwarf, there is no need to check and just go in!"
Middenheim is surrounded by Dracowald Forest, which is a place full of filth and evil. Therefore, the city's standing force is quite sufficient, and Priest Ulric and a team of White Wolf Knights are on duty day and night.
"And there are dwarves here? Not their own?"
"Have you heard about it too? It's spread all over the lower city. It's the bane of evil people and the patron saint of good people!"
"He is also the embodiment of wealth and generosity! The money at Karak Gold Bank is ten times better than the black market, and the interest rate is much lower!"
Snorri did not take the settlement area as his first stop. With the setting sun setting in the west, he began to climb the Forskarag Peak. The followers of the White Wolf who were cruising along the way saw the obvious dwarf characteristics and did not stop him.
"The King of the Mountains, the demigod who is unkillable even by the Lord of Skulls! I offer you the highest respect of the Winter Wolf. This land will always welcome you and your compatriots!"
At the entrance of the fortress-like temple, a group of burly men with disheveled hair stood with their hands hanging down. The wolf skins and wolf fang pendants on their shoulders were obviously of a higher standard. The so-called Knights of the Winter Throne were the inner ring of the White Wolf Knights.
"You're polite! I climb this sacred mountain with reverence for the White Wolf God of War."
Snorri returned the favor, and the name of Great Ulric Wockhard resounded throughout the northern frontier of the old world. When he saw him today, he even thought that if the fellow battle priest had to fight Akama to the death, the guy in front of him should be able to
Win with the advantage of youth.
"Please! Your Storm Hammer Chaos is frightened by everything we hear. Maybe you can give us some tips later."
Wockhard waved his hand, and the big men made way for a passage. Because the walls were thicker than one person, the space inside the temple was not as big as it seemed. After passing through an assembly room and a gym, the group quickly arrived at their destination.
This is a rough shrine that looks a bit like a fireplace. Based on the dwarves' knowledge of the earth, it is not difficult to tell that it dates back to the dawn of mankind. Above the shrine is a man sitting on a throne, his face half-covered by a wolf-head hat.
There are two giant wolves lying on both sides of Him.
"You must have heard the prophecy - as long as His holy fire does not go out, Middenheim will never fall."
"In my opinion, it's better to do this less..."
Everyone's eyes were focused on the white sacred fire in the fireplace. The White Wolf believers bowed their heads in prayer devoutly. Snorri also bowed and saluted. The White Wolf God of War deserves his respect.
"He is waiting for you inside."
Having entered the divine kingdom of Ranold, Snorri was already familiar with the journey. He nodded and stepped into the holy fire. Perhaps Ulric opened the permissions for him, and he appeared in a piece of ice and frozen soil without any obstruction.
"Well, not bad! Come and sit down. The last dwarf who came to my place to drink and eat meat was Throm!"
Ulric himself is naturally the same as the statue on the Holy Fire Shrine, which fits the description of him by believers in the north for thousands of years. He is leaning against a huge rock that blocks the wind and snow, and a cauldron is bubbling in front of him.
.
"That would be an honor!"
Snorri praised, Throm was the last dwarf demigod in the golden age. He once ran for the High King with Gotrek and Starbreaker, and went very far in the Trial of the Four Gods by killing one of them.
The eternally chosen seedling will be sung forever.
"I heard your story and ideas from the believers. It is excellent to take the initiative instead of being defensive. The fact that the Chaos Evil God is eager to attack you means that you are on the right path!"
They both knew each other quite well. Ulric took a drink from the wine bag for Snorri, touched it lightly and got down to business.
"I fully support the Northern Expedition! The wolves outside will listen to your orders! Tell me about Lustria. There are no followers of mine there, and the giant spiritual network can also block my exploration."
"It all started when I first arrived in Nanjing..."
"I had a lot of dealings with those toads back then. Although they have endless lifespan, they are not free! It's hard for me to touch them, but you might have a chance."
Good stories always go well with wine. Snorri filled it with Valaya's divine cup. Ulric scratched his mane and recalled the past. He was a creature that existed before the arrival of the ancient saints, also known as the ancient beast.
a member of.
"Where's Lao Long's house in the east?"
"I have dealt with several dragons, but I haven't had the chance to meet the Dragon Emperor Moon Queen yet."
"Haha, they are capable of having children. They have embarked on a different path from us. You should know whether you are warm or cold. This makes sense. No wonder you smell a little like his second child."
"Dragon Miaoying?"
Snorri sat up straight. It was true that he was pushed back, but his heart still belonged to the white-haired dragon girl.
"It seems to be called this. She came to me twice to ask about the traces of the dragon demon. By the way, I came to you for another thing. There is some conflict between your forces and Esun in Kislev?"
"Yes, they broke their promise first."
"Don't be nervous. It's true that the bear and I have been friends for a long time, but we have never settled the fight over the years. But don't you want to unite all the forces that can be united? He and his cubs have not yet fallen behind in fighting Chaos.
People pass after others.”
"What do you mean?"
"If you can trust Lao Lang, I'm willing to mediate."