This foreign "big man" opened his hood, took off his wolf head mask, and smiled slightly.
The sense of danger in everyone's minds dissipated like smoke blown away by the wind.
"I'm a wandering pastor who passed by by chance. I hope I didn't disturb everyone!"
The old priest Falcon came forward to greet him with some excitement.
"Welcome, welcome your distinguished guest!"
Falcon led the wandering priest to sit down next to everyone. The old priest kept bringing barbecue and ale to his hands.
Everyone respects the old pastor Falcon very much and welcomes the guests he recognizes.
But I was ashamed of the fear I had just felt, so I toasted harder.
It seems that only by drinking this man down can he regain the pride of a warrior in his heart.
Like Lin En, he welcomes everyone who comes, whether it’s barbecue or ale.
That big mouth is like a bottomless abyss, no matter how much wine is poured into it, it cannot be filled.
After drinking it, he still pouted his lips as if he disliked the lack of taste.
At this time, Lin En was not happy,
You don’t think it’s good to have sex for free, right?
Come on, come on, today I will let you know what the Day of Destruction means.
He picked up two barrels of ale, walked to this man, sat down, handed him a barrel and said, "Come, let's compete! Let's see who gets down first!"
The man laughed and said, "Okay, let's compete!"
The two of them each had a bucket of wine, pulled out the cork, picked up the bucket, and started drinking from the bucket...
The soldiers cheered around them. Although Linn was also the target of their drunkenness, in comparison, they still chose to cheer Linn.
Hope he can win over this foreign "big man"
After a while, the two of them drank an entire barrel of ale in one go.
With a "bang" sound, the two of them put down their empty wine barrels at the same time and looked at each other.
"Come again!"
"Bjorn, go get the wine again," said the old priest Falcon with a smile on his face.
The two of them drank three barrels of ale in a row, but in Linn's view, the eyes of the foreign priest opposite him were still clear, and he could not see the slightest trace of alcohol, secretly saying that he had seen a ghost.
This barrel of wine weighs at least thirty kilograms, and if added together, it weighs more than one hundred kilograms. After drinking it, your stomach doesn’t even react at all. How many stomachs do you have?
"Bjorn, go get another drink." Old Pastor Falcon was still smiling, even happier than before!
The old pastor didn't feel sorry for the wine, but Lin En did.
These wines are treasures of the tribe. The tribe does not produce them. They are all exchanged. The more you drink, the less.
It would be no problem if he could drink this wandering priest down, but now it seems that the tribe's wine is not much different from water to him, so he can't let this wandering priest waste it anymore.
"Nothing better than drinking." Linn threw the barrel aside.
The wandering priest nodded and said: "That's fine. No matter how much you drink this kind of wine, you won't be able to enjoy it. Next time I'll treat you to our specialty honey wine. I guarantee that after you drink it, you won't be able to drink it anymore."
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Lin En was unconvinced and said: "Don't brag yet! Seeing that you are quite tall, let's have a test of strength! I'll talk about it after I win."
The wandering priest waved his hand and said, "I saw your battle last night, so there is no need to compare."
"It's time for me to go, Linn. I came here specifically for you today. Now it seems that you can not only fight but also drink. This is good. You are indeed a qualified Fenris warrior!"
"I invite you to go to Asaheim, to the side of the Wolf King, and become a warrior in the sky!"
"Will you come with me?"
The wandering priest's very straightforward words were like a thunder! The entire banquet was silenced!
All the tribesmen opened their eyes wide and looked at the priest in shock.
What did this priest just say? Asaheim? Sky Warrior?
So, is this giant an angel? The whole banquet became violently commotion.
However, under everyone's hot gazes, Lin En shook his head and said:
"Don't go!"
"Why?" Falcon asked anxiously.
"This is every fighter's ultimate dream, and now it's in your hands, why would you refuse?"
Lynn's unexpected refusal was incomprehensible to everyone.
But he said seriously:
"Didn't it say there would be guidance from angels?"
"Aren't angels supposed to be beautiful and have a pair of big white wings?"
"Look at the muscular man in front of you. How does he look like an angel?"
Old Pastor Falcon said angrily:
"What nonsense are you talking about? How come you have such a strange understanding? Angels are soldiers beside God. They fight for God, so of course they should be tall and strong!"
Lin En looked at the old pastor in shock,
He believed that Falcon would not lie to him,
So, is the strong man in front of me really an angel? An inhumanly strong angel?
Then the wandering priest laughed,
"Haha, in many worlds, people do call us angels, but they are angels of death! We only bring death to the enemies of mankind!"
"Of course, I hope you consider the risks. Not everyone who goes to Asaheim is qualified to become a Sky Warrior,"
"On the contrary, you have to go through countless difficulties and countless tests. Even the most fearless warriors in Fenris are very few who can pass, and most of them fall halfway."
"Now, give me your answer, Lynn!"
"Would you like to follow me to Asaheim?"
Everyone looked at Lin En, and the envy in their eyes could almost make people melt.
Your dream is right in front of you, why should you hesitate?
Lin En looked at his task bar. If he wanted to complete the task, he had to go.
but……
"Can I leave two days later?"
"Why?" The foreign pastor was a little confused.
The soldiers who heard his invitation in the past were all excited to agree, eager to set off immediately.
Linn returned:
"I also need to help the tribesmen build houses for the winter!"
"No, it doesn't need to be like this, it's a small matter," the Kent patriarch said anxiously;
"Lynn, you should put all this aside now and set off immediately to pursue the highest glory of a Fenris warrior. Compared with it, a few houses are nothing?"
Linn shook his head and said: "Of course I hope to go to Asaheim, but I have to finish things before going."
The tribe has just settled on the island, and he hopes to set off again after everything is settled, which can be regarded as his repayment for the tribe's adoption.
"Yes, our warriors all come from their own tribes and will never forget their origins," the priest nodded in agreement.
"Moreover, once you leave this time, you will never be allowed to come back. Before leaving, you can say goodbye to your clan members."
"I'll pick you up in three days."
After the pastor finished speaking, he waved his hand to the sky,
After a while, a "star" in the sky began to shine brighter and brighter, falling rapidly towards the island!
The roar of jet turbines echoes off the valley's rock walls and summit.
It turned out to be an aircraft!
Lin En actually saw an aircraft in this extremely primitive world!
This simply made him wonder what kind of world he had come to?
The aircraft's flight trajectory disturbed the sky. After crossing an extremely sharp trajectory, it hovered not far away.
The pastor nodded goodbye to Linn and was about to leave,
Bjorn shouted anxiously,
"Can I go? I also want to be a warrior in the sky!"
Bjorn's face turned red nervously after shouting, but he still stood upright, staring intently at the priest in front of him.
The priest looked back at the fat boy Bjorn in surprise, smiled, and asked
"Why do you want to become a warrior in the sky?"
Bjorn shouted: "I wish I could have unshakable faith!"
"That's not enough," the pastor shook his head.
"Every champion of Fenris possesses unparalleled faith,"
"Do you have any other special skills?"
The little fat man hesitated for a moment and whispered:
"I, I can eat very much! Is that okay?"
Lin En slapped her forehead and thought, how can this be counted?
