Mage Joan

Garm, the guard dog of Hades, grinned, swiping his flexible tongue in Qiao'an's palm, licked the biscuit away, chewed it in his mouth, and made a creaking sound.

A huge wolf like a hill, a small piece of biscuit is not enough to stuff its teeth, but it eats with such relish, as if it is a delicacy.

Qiao An couldn't help but recall the inexplicable expression of Xing Yeying when he talked about the taste and taste of Hull cake, and couldn't help laughing.

Garm slanted one eye into the young mage, and said strangely: "Why are you smiling? My food is not elegant enough?"

"You are very gentle, dear Lord Garm, I'm just a little curious about how delicious Hull cake is."

Qiao Ann told the truth.

"On the way to your place, someone told me that only you in the whole Hades like to eat these little cookies, and I don't know if he is telling the truth."

"Um... this..." The legendary wolf suddenly showed a hesitant expression, "Not being picky, one of my many advantages, Hull cake, it's not bad."

"In other words, it's not that delicious?" Qiao An asked tentatively.

"I didn't say that, kid, but I can't stop you from thinking that." The giant wolf blinked slyly.

"If you have more food to choose from, why do you have to ask passers-by to offer Hull cakes? Is this your request of the goddess?" Qiao An asked curiously.

"Oh, you have a good question, little guy, I'm happy to talk to you about this topic."

Garm straightened his upper body and changed to a more comfortable lying position.

"My master, the beautiful and kind-hearted Lord Hull, often rewards the mortals who have won her favor with biscuits baked by hand."

"The Lord Goddess may hope that her subjects and believers will love to eat this kind of snacks, but unfortunately things are counterproductive. Except for me, who is not picky eaters, everyone's stomachs are too fragile and they can't digest the Hull cake at all. You know what I mean?"

Qiao Anren smiled and nodded.

"Everyone doesn't eat Hull cakes and dare not lose the rewards of Lord Goddess. This is very difficult to do."

"Later, I don’t know which genius, came up with a brilliant idea, use Hull cake as a currency with a higher face value than silver and gold. After all, this thing has a trace of true god’s power, it is neither easy to destroy nor imitation, and The output is extremely limited, and it is more valuable than gold and silver. It can be called the most perfect currency, so people in the Hades rushed to follow suit. From then on, the Hull Cake became the'Hull Coin' and quickly circulated."

"Hull cakes are becoming more and more popular. When people are working for the goddess, they even take the initiative to make requests, hoping to replace gold and silver with Hull cakes as payment."

"Our Lord Goddess, seeing that people like the small snacks she made by herself, is very happy, and is always generous to meet people's requests."

"Over time, more and more Hull cakes are circulating in the Hades. This thing will not wear out, nor is it used for casting utensils and jewelry like gold and silver. If it is only used as currency, the more it circulates, the more it depreciates. In the long run, no one wants to accept it."

"Think about it, little guy, how sad if the Lord Goddess learns that people don't like her cookies anymore..." Garm sighed.

"I understand." Qiao An suddenly woke up, "In order to avoid the depreciation caused by the increasing number of Hull cakes, there must be a channel for recycling and destroying Hull cakes, and this mission is your responsibility, Lord Garm. It's really well-intentioned."

The legendary wolf nodded with a smile.

"Little guy, you are very smart. No wonder the Lord Goddess chose you to come to Blizzard Palace to see you."

"Hey? According to that, why did Lord Goddess choose me?" Clark scratched his head. "Compared with Joe Ann, I am too clever!"

Garm squinted at the Frost Giant and said with a smile, "Smart has the benefits of being smart, and being stupid has the benefits of being stupid."

"What good is being stupid?" Clark was puzzled.

The legendary wolf rolled his eyes: "You are too stupid, you don't understand it."

The Frost Giant was deeply hit and withdrew his head depressed.

"We had a great conversation, little ones, but you have to keep going."

Garm turned his head and looked at the city gate, chanting a spell in the ancient giant language, and the heavy door cast by Shadow Steel opened on its own, and a wide avenue leading to the "Blizzard Palace" appeared in front of Qiao An and others.

Qiao An said goodbye to Garm, and was about to follow his companions into the castle gate, when a giant wolf's call suddenly came from behind him.

"Wait!"

"Master Garm, what else do you have?" Qiao Ann asked back.

The legendary wolf raised his front paw and pointed at Sharon.

"I have not seen my descendants for tens of thousands of years. Let the little one come over. It is rare that I am in a good mood today and give her a small gift as a souvenir."

Qiao An turned to look at the ice wolf.

Sharon hesitated for a moment, and then walked to Garm, looking up at the ancient ancestor, with tension and awe in her eyes.

The legendary wolf dropped its huge head, stuck out his tongue, and licked Sharon's forehead.

The Iceborne Spirit Wolf shook his head, his expression was painful, and he seemed to be suffering from a strong headache.

"Sister Sharon, it doesn't matter you!" Hilde rushed over quickly, his face full of concern.

"Don't make noise!"

Garm yelled displeasedly, as if thunder echoing in the air, scared the female knight to stop.

At this time, Sharon raised her head, and a sarcoma the size of an adult's fist suddenly bulged out of her brow.

Under the unidentified gaze of Joan, Clark, Gayna, and Hilde, the sarcoma suddenly burst with a "bang" and blood spattered!

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Allusion: Eliudnir (Eliudnir)

(Nordic mythology)

Eleudenier means "Blizzard Rage" in Old Norwegian and is the residence of Hull, Queen of the Underworld in "Prose Edda".

What Hull likes to eat is "hunger", and her knife is "gluttonous".

Her servant named Ganglati (Ganglati) and her maid named Ganglot (Ganglot) moved so slowly that no one could tell which direction they were moving. Her bedroom is named "Destruction", the bed is named "Sorrow", and the curtains are named "Fire."

Hull has many rooms to accommodate the guests who come from the sun room every day; she not only accepts all murderers and unjust dead, but also accommodates ghosts who unfortunately died without bleeding.

All ghosts that died of old age and sickness also went to Hull; the so-called "death on grass and wood" especially refers to those who die in bed.

The ghosts of the war dead have to go to Valhalla, the Hall of Valor.