Wilderger asked, referring to the mark left by Alex's little goddess Aku, they could use this mark to return to the yacht even if it had moved or was moving - it could capture its position as long as it lasts eight to ten miles per hour - the mark that could only be captured in the past was completely still. The Lich was satisfied that his acuity and accuracy were improved. () Poor "real" its ability is actually quite outstanding - even if the Lich could only use a small part of it. Unfortunately, although

Ding gained wisdom from the fountain of wisdom guarded by Mimier, who had only one head and gave it generously to every member of the Arthur tribe. The way they cast spells was still a terrible sight to the lich - the huge force that made any spellcaster salivate and roared in one face or even a space, and the real influence of the power was often just a small point, as if igniting a forest for a cup of tea. Such a rough and simple spellcaster certainly could hardly perceive the help that "reality" could provide.

"No." Alex replied simply: "She has other... people around her."

"What should I do?" The amber flame in the eyes of the Dead Knight jumped and shrugged his shoulders and the crown prince Odin, who was still under the action of sleep, continued to carry it. It doesn't matter, but the living person who had not been given "immune energy damage" seemed to be uncomfortable sleeping. His eyelids were tired and hung inside, but the eyes were rotating wildly. The muscles on his face occasionally trembled uncontrollably for a while - no matter what, he was still Sidley's brother-in-law.

"Put it here...yes, put it here. You leave Wilderge first and return to the yacht to secretly quiet. Don't let some... notice your existence. They will come soon." The Undead reminded--maybe someone (non-human) knows that there is a Necromancer who can control nightmare and appear in most places in this plane as he wants, but don't give them too many opportunities to confirm and understand. "Don't worry about his physique... strong and very strong--the unusual 'powerful' and 'enthusiastical' embrace at the reception ceremony was enough to make me sure of this fact." The Crown Prince of Sardin patiently added: "And he doesn't care much about lying here--because he loves to fall and swim in the ice and water so much that he loves to fall and swim in the ice water. I think he is not as sensitive and powerless as ordinary people to the cold at least he is still dressed neatly."

In fact, you are just a petty intestine and a deceased person. In your heart, you muttered a story. The Dead Knight nodded solemnly. He said that after accepting the order, he slightly tilted his shoulders. The noble crown prince was like a leather bag filled with water and fell directly on the ice. The low temperature and hard temperatures around minus degrees Celsius are constantly absorbing the heat of the human body and then becoming wet. The ice surface is probably no better than the Dead Knight's shoulders wrapped in negative energy. ()

Odin's crown prince twisted in pain twice during his forced sleep

"...Master..." As a bystander, "real" floating in a corner of the sea of ​​consciousness, hesitating for a long time before looking at the "goddess" who was wearing a bright red glittering satin dress that fully exposed her beautiful shoulders and chest, and her arms holding an ivory mouth with a long cigarette pole in her mouth, slowly spitting out the "smoke rings" - Kubahar continued to take a nap while "golden green" was trying to digest...: "He is very slim and loves to hold grudges." "Real" said affirmatively.

"Goddess" glanced at him and floated over and raised the cigarette pole and knocked on his head. "Your name is real." She said: "It's not a careless person."

"Real" is silent.

Uh—Seeing the truth, finding the truth, capturing the truth, receiving the truth...but it does not mean that you cannot beat the truth.

****

Three huge crows flapped their wings. They easily found two small black dots on the iceberg with sharp eyes.

When they fell into the air ten feet above Alex, their black bodies began to lengthen, twist, and deform... When they changed from bird claws to their original shapes, their feet fell on the ice, the black and shiny feathers had also become cloaks with hoodies. One of them stepped forward, put their hands on their chests, and gave Alex a mage salute. Then, before speaking, he slowly lifted his hood.

": A member of the Grot tribe pays tribute to you. Respect the mage." He said. He looked at the unconscious Crown Prince Odin. His face was bright and his lips were pale. Alex canceled his sleep long before they approached. He was in a coma because he was burning: "Thank you for your generous help. The Grot tribe will definitely be rewarded."

"You said you are just a member of the Gangroth clan..." the lich said softly: "But you made a promise in the name of the Gangroth clan."

A faint smile appeared on the pale face of the visitor. "Every member of the Gangro tribe can make a decision for the Gangro tribe. Although we are not as good as the twelve clans in other places - oh. Now there are eleven clans, we are still a unified clan - the land you give will be transmitted to every corner of Odin with the moonlight and cold wind. You can make your request to any Gangro tribe member."

"You belong to Odin's royal family?" Lich asked curiously, and it seemed that the conquests and massacres of the Old Testament in the Middle Ages were not ruthless enough, but it cannot be ruled out that the Old Testament was intentional for it. After all, how can the importance of light be highlighted without darkness?

"Just like Sardinia has Annado...Rose has Vanjo Feilongcui and Giovanni (Note 1)" said the Gangro vampire straightforwardly: "The royal family needs us to do things that humans cannot do - that's it."

"I'm sorry, dear wizard, if possible," he continued: "Can we take our crown prince away for the time being? The human body is much more fragile than ours. I want to bring him back to a safe place to heal first."

After Alex's permission, the Gangro vampires turned into three black birds four times the size of ordinary crows. One grabbed Vigniel's shoulders and the other two grabbed his ankles and easily grabbed the crown prince Odin, who was like a white bear, and flew up. "Thank you very much," said one of the "crows" of the Gangro tribe:

The plane will come back soon to greet you. The hostages on the ship have been rescued. If you are looking for us to burn this feather away from you, one of your Gangro people will arrive as soon as possible and tell him your request.

”

A beautiful and perfect black flying feather that is suitable for making a quill slowly fell down the dead man's slender fingers accurately pinched its tail.

"I am very grateful, too..." The lich said sincerely as he looked at the black birds that had already flown out of the iceberg range: "I wish you don't meet humans who like to eat roasted birds along the way."

Prince Odin's body suddenly fell straight down. Fortunately, three quick-responsive roasted birds successfully grabbed him again before he fell into the ice sea. He screamed and flew away.

****

"Come here to sit in Lexwelderge." Crown Princess Sta - in a month she became Odin's queen. Although her honeymoon was really hard to describe, she was now full of energy and radiant. Not to mention the light, she shone with a beautiful halo. Her bright face looked like light pink porcelain.

Aku sat obediently on her knees playing with a pearl brooch. When he saw Alex, the little girl who was once as stiff as a puppet showed a shy but sincere and eager smile.

Alex noticed that the text on the face of the silver bracelet was a little wrong with her - the undead who had already mastered the orthodox Rooney asked her for the silver bracelet and took out a stylus from her pocket and modified it.

"Is it a little damaged? But it doesn't matter if it's kept. This can be said to be its medal." Sta said easily while narrowing his eyes thoughtfully and murmured: "It is indeed a silver bracelet that brings luck."

The lich raised an eyebrow because of her words.

"It was probably just before the weird squad broke into the cabin. Tower explained: "I heard someone outside shouting that it seemed that their leader was dead - two groups seemed to start fighting in this way and that crazy woman - the lover of my husband's past. She grabbed Aku and pointed the gun at me - probably to kill me and escape with Aku as a hostage or shield. There was no weapon around me, or even a slightly harder thing like a fruit knife or a pen, so I... "She pointed to the silver bracelet: "I secretly took it out of my wrist early in the morning and threw a "good ball" - I think I broke her nose because I saw her nostril bleeding and the bridge of her nose bent to the right - it's a pity that wonderful hooked nose."

Wilderger subconsciously stroked his slightly eagle-hooked nose.

A royal family has undergone such training in order to find a road keychain lighter and cigarette box when encountering an unexpected event. These things that have a little weight but are not noticeable are quite painful to hit the bridge of the nose, eyes and lips... Jewelry made of gold and silver and even inlaid with gems can of course be one of them.

This wide silver bracelet was made of at least 1/5 of the weight of three ancient silver coins. Ordinary young human women would feel heavy even if they were worn. Not to mention throwing it out in difficult postures and hitting the target. Alex looked at the bracelet. At first, he thought that the weird sag was something Sta made someone deliberately knock out. Now it looks similar to the width and narrowness of the bridge of the human nose. No matter how soft the silver is, it is also metal...

Alex pondered for a while and engraved "solidity" behind "luck" with Rooney.

****

Unlike the crown prince who returned in triumphant spirit, Odin's crown prince looked in poor condition - he looked at least half a dozen years old, with a sunken cheeks and a haggard eyes and thick bags. There was a deep shadow under it, as if a bear had been drained for more than ten years - although the bile of the white bear in the north was rarely extracted because it was not worth it.

After a routine thanks and condolences and apologies, he said: "If possible, can I know what happened to me after I was unconscious? ...I remember a phantom made a test request before this..."

"Of course," Alex replied, "But that's not an illusion - I think someone will confirm it for you - two other people except me have not passed the test and you can think they are dead; I have passed the test but I have not accepted the title generously given by the "illusion"... She disappeared along with the crystal on the crown, but I still have time to bring the crown out."

"Yes, thank you very much." Vignier stroked his forehead and showed a curious look: "Can I know why you didn't accept that crown of glory?"

"I am frank." Alex was more enthusiastic than he was: "You seem to be dissatisfied with me...so why do you feel happy every day when you face me, a patron saint of Odin you hate, will be in a happy mood?"

"...sorry," Vignier seemed to be startled. He thought he was hiding well: "...well." He simply said: "I originally wanted to talk to you in my personal name...I don't want to submit a formal protest letter to Sardinia or even the United Nations on this matter."

He glanced at Alex.

"Drugs. A lot of drugs."

That's why I accidentally revealed the emotions that I should not have as a crown prince and a future ruler. Vigneil thought gloomyly - if the drugs provided by Western Sardinian were cut off, would the North Independent Organization, which had no money, would it be ineffective? Is Carmen at least able to live safely? Even if she wanted to bite her neck... Is it impossible for Old Diag to raise enough funds to buy the micro nuclear bomb?... If so... the death toll that has reached 500,000 and will definitely continue to rise will not appear in the report on her desk...

But no matter how dereliction of duty is a crime that I absolutely cannot refuse.

Odin's crown prince raised his head and stared at Alex's gaze and returned to stability: "Maybe you know nothing about it but... it's your responsibility."

The goddess’s wedding ceremony—Ice Wings (end) (To be continued)
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