Now that the authenticity of the wolf fang has been confirmed, Heather does not plan to stay here for too long.
After all, it is the Marquis's territory. To be honest, if another god-killer breaks into his territory and takes away the treasure, he will definitely be unhappy.
"Pack this wolf fang, I want to take it away."
"Yes, I will do it immediately." Alvesson bowed slightly.
Immediately afterwards, he clapped his hands behind him, and immediately a team of Nordic magicians who specialized in sealing techniques appeared. Two of the magicians also carried an oversized leather box similar to a piano case. The surface of the box was engraved with complex runes, which was impressive.
It is a smaller version of the sealing barrier on the high platform.
Then Alvesson raised his hand, and a large amount of gravel was peeled off from the side rock wall of the grotto and floated to the front of the platform where they were standing, forming a series of suspended steps that led directly to the top of the platform.
Without any nonsense, these magicians immediately rushed to the top of the high platform, and then started to lift the existing sealing spells and prepare to transfer the wolf fangs to the 'root box'.
Heather was too lazy to continue watching, believing that these Nordic magicians would not have the guts to trick themselves with fake lakes.
It would be more interesting to go to the guest room to get something to eat and drink.
As soon as Heather entered the guest room, she found that Christina was instructing the waiter and maid to prepare lunch. Cutlery and cups were already placed on the expensive wooden table without a tablecloth.
"Oh, Liz, you still understand me best."
Heather rubbed her hands and looked forward to it: "I want to eat the most unique Norwegian home-cooked food. By the way, don't mess with me with the pickled herring lake."
"Please rest assured, Wang. The main courses are mutton stewed with cabbage and reindeer stewed, paired with smoked salmon and a small portion of whale steak. If you have a good appetite, there are also fish balls in white sauce. The drink is freshly squeezed orange juice."
Christina has been with Heather for so long and has figured out Heather's preferences.
The new king likes to travel, likes food, and has positive emotions towards all good things. Perhaps this is why King Heather is willing to be considerate of his subordinates, and will try to avoid killing people and destroying towns even when fighting against the disobedient god.
I dare not say anything else, but the chef at the White Wolf headquarters does have two skills. Heather sent Cristina to ask, and found out that today's chef is Alvesson. He went to Oslo's most famous local restaurant 'stathaarden'.
We invited the Norwegian chef Bente Stienson and his team to try their best to create this lunch.
The chef king didn't even know which distinguished guest he was cooking for. He just complained in the back kitchen that this distinguished guest was not very particular about food. All the dishes he ordered were the most basic and simple home-cooked dishes in Norway, leaving him with nothing.
A little room for play.
During this period, the chef king repeatedly asked Ying to make some of his own original desserts for unknown distinguished guests to try. If not, how could he bring a bottle of the best wine from his private wine cellar?
Little did he know that what Alvesson was most afraid of was 'space' and 'creation'. He was afraid that the chef would come up with a weird dish and anger King Heather, and the service strategy that the white giant wolf had worked so hard to implement would be completely over.
Already.
Your guest likes home-cooked food, and he doesn't smoke or drink. Mr. Bent, just follow the menu.
Almost using a suggestion spell, Alvesson finally persuaded the chef to cook according to the menu. Such a simple dish was naturally not a problem for the chef and his team. Heather was very happy with the meal, and even looked at white
There are many people coming and going at Giant Wolf Headquarters who are pleasing to the eye.
An hour later, Alvesson came to the living room.
In the living room, Heather was sitting on the sofa playing a console version of a shooting game. The controller clicked and clicked, and the characters on the screen were holding guns and killing people like they were entering an uninhabited land. Players kept screaming in the chat channel.
He wanted to report the cheaters when they encountered them. Heather laughed loudly and mocked them in Japanese while secretly taking the lead in reporting those guys with bad mouths.
Alvesson whispered a few words to Christina. Christina nodded, walked slowly behind the sofa and leaned over Heather's ear and whispered: "Wang, the things have been 'packed'."
"Okay." Heather casually killed the last few players, looked at the victory screen on the screen and threw the controller to Alvesson:
"Mr. Alvidson, please continue playing for me. Remember those idiots I reported to you, and kill them until they voluntarily leave the game room."
Alvesson, who only knew the power button for game consoles, looked down at the handle in his hand, then at the TV screen, and nodded with a heavy heart: "As you command, King."
His tone was serious, as if he was about to face the god of disobedience.
After walking out of the White Wolf headquarters, Heather stood on the gravel road and stretched: "I didn't expect that old Solon was really right. These Nordic guys do have good things."
"This should be the most valuable treasure of World Tree, King."
Christina controlled a flock of blackbirds to carry a box more than two meters long and walked beside Heather:
"Do you want to go back to Rhode Island?"
"of course not!"
Heather looked very interested:
"To make this thing work, we still need some means. We need to find suitable auxiliary media from the Nordic countries to complete the summoning ceremony."
According to Qishi's observation, this wolf fang is indeed the remains of a certain wolf god. It is filled with huge spells and can even be called a magical weapon. This is why it is called '
The God-Eating Wolf's Fang Blade'.
Fenrir (Old Norse meaning 'swamp dweller') is a very important god in Norse mythology. He is the first child of Loki, the god of trickery, and the giantess Angrboda.
, the eldest brother of the giant snake Jörmungandr and the god of death Hela. Legend has it that when he opens his mouth, his upper and lower jaws can hold up the heaven and the earth.
This giant wolf has close connections with Tyr, the God of War, Odin, the God-King, and Vidal, the God of the Forest.
If you want this wolf to appear as the god of disobedience, the core medium of the Wolf Fang Knife is important but not enough. More auxiliary media are needed to arrange the summoning ceremony.
"But... there are no other divine tools related to Fenrir or those gods."
"Idiot, think about it carefully, what is the symbol of Fenrir itself?"
"Uh, swallow the world?"
"This is just one aspect. It is the destined death that ends the life of the God King. It is bound by a chain called Gleipnir and cannot break free. It has two children, namely 'Betrayal' and 'Disgust' who can swallow
Drop the sun and moon."
Heather twirled her fingers and said:
"So, the ritual requires 'a destined death', 'the chains that bind Fenrir', and the celestial phenomena of 'solar and lunar eclipse'."
Christina immediately took out a small notebook and started recording: "Death... It's easy to talk about it. You can look for death row prisoners who have been sentenced and are about to be executed. Solar eclipse and lunar eclipse... There will be a lunar eclipse in Oslo soon. The only thing is the chain."
Something is a bit troublesome."
Heather shook her finger: "We don't need to completely copy Gleipnir, we just need to find a few materials needed to make chains in mythology."
Christina said subconsciously: "Grapnir, the Chain of Absurdity, is thinner than a rope and smoother than silk. It can bind the most powerful wolf god in the world. It uses the sound of cat's footsteps,
The strongest chain is made of the roots of stone, the beard of a woman, the breath of a fish, the alertness of a bear, and the saliva of a bird.”
"Yes, these are the things."
Heather snapped her fingers:
"We'll start looking for these materials, and then we'll make a similar chain by hand."