Rebirth of the Viking King

Just as Loki thought, this red palace standing on the top floor of the Conqueror's Fortress was the Viking king's palace.

Walking inside, he was surprised to find that this palace was even bigger than the Cold Water Castle. The interior of the castle is similar to the Louvre that I visited in my previous life. Exquisite murals, gold-carved ornaments and silk porcelain from the Tang Dynasty can be seen everywhere. Loki was dazzled by the various styles of beautiful girls and richly dressed servants from all over the world who lived in the castle. In the end, he was even worried about whether the Viking king would be able to eat well.

After passing through seven or eight halls of different styles such as the garden, the palace, the water garden, the flower room, etc., Loki and Emma were brought to a bath. Several maids brought him exquisite satin coats to serve him. After taking a shower, he finally arrived at the glass greenhouse on the top floor.

At this time, the fiery red Western Ocean had almost completely dropped below the sea level, and the red and purple sunset reflected on the sky made the glass room look like a dream.

A rather feminine voice came

"Loki Starrag of Coldwater"

"I've been waiting for you for a long time."

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Loki has lived in Hanshui Village for 20 years. He has never been to the Conqueror's Fortress and has never seen the Viking King.

It is widely rumored in the river valley that the Viking king's nickname was "Sabertooth", which came from the O'Sullivan family. As for other questions, such as what this man looked like and why he was called "Sabertooth", no one in the valley could tell clearly. Loki had thought several times about how majestic this Viking king would look.

Could he be 9 feet tall with a beard as long as a steel needle, like a surviving giant from ancient times?

Will he be followed by a saber-toothed leopard that survived from ancient times?

However, the "Ivar O'Sullivan" actually standing in front of him at this time did not fit any image in his mind. He was about the same height and build as himself, with a bun commonly used by Vikings tied on his head, and all the golden beard on his chin was shaved off, revealing his snow-white skin.

And his age is only in his twenties.

Very young.

Loki couldn't even think of it even if he wanted to. The first impression the famous "Sabertooth" O'Sullivan gave him was like an exquisite eunuch! As a terminal cancer patient, what he can't stand most is this kind of man wearing exquisite silk and satin, his face is full of collagen, and there is a faint smell of powder when he raises his hands and feet.

The only thing on his forehead that matches the temperament of a "Viking man" is probably the bone knife hanging on his waist. This bone knife is composed of a pure white sharp tooth. The arc of the bone knife is naturally curved, and it has a strange beauty hanging on the waist.

I don’t know if this is the origin of his name.

"I have heard of the name of the 'Starlag' family for a long time. The bloodline was inherited from the blood-boiling warriors under 'Olav the Conqueror'. Now the only one left is the Blood Pigeon clan, and you are the only one left. My subjects have told me the legend that you used 30 Viking hunters to resist Svein Gonk's 500 professional soldiers."

"Tsk tsk, it turns out that a hero comes from a boy!"

Ivar O'Sullivan showed a sunny smile. It is undeniable that this is a handsome man whose appearance is not inferior to that of most women. And in terms of temperament, he is not a leader like Bernard who is repulsive to others. Leading Loki to move slowly in the "Light Touch Hall", this man gave him a very similar feeling to the CEO of a listed company in his previous life.

Although the boss is aloof, he always gives people a feeling of intimacy like a spring breeze. It makes his employees subconsciously want to work hard for him.

Beautiful, refined and polite.

This Viking king looks more like a merchant than a warrior.

The sun had slowly sunk below the sea at this time, and the light in the hall began to weaken. A maid in a gauze white robe walked into the glass hall and began to light candlesticks one after another. Under the illumination of candlelight, the huge glass greenhouse shows a different beauty than during the day. At this moment, Emma finished bathing and changing and came to the Light Touch Hall. Ivar walked over and hugged her gently, whispering intimately to her.

Loki, who was standing aside, was quite uneasy. He pretended to admire the sculptures and paintings randomly placed in the hall. He clasped his hands and prayed that this damn little girl wouldn't tell him anything unfounded.

After traveling through time, he had longed to enter a clean and luxurious civilized world countless times. However, when he actually entered the Viking king's palace, he found that no matter it was the people, the decorations, or the cool and smooth silk he wore on his body,

There was nothing here that made him feel comfortable!

(Damn it, hurry up and collect the person and pay the balance to me! I will set off back to Hanshui Village tomorrow. I will never see this old monster with this scent and neither male nor female again in my life.)

"Sister!" Emma exclaimed not far away, and she rushed to the door. At the door, Ivar's sister: Viking Princess Mehrantine O'Sullivan walked gracefully. The warm candlelight illuminated the white skin exposed under her silk, which made Loki temporarily lose consciousness.

With one-wheeled temperament, Mohlendine is the most attractive woman Loki has seen since time travel. This may be due to the fact that she spent most of her childhood in Constantinople.

So much so that she now doubles as Constantinople’s ambassador in the Conqueror’s fortress.

People often say that it takes at least three generations to cultivate a noble. Loki didn't know what kind of business O'Sullivan's ancestors were engaged in, but in terms of temperament, dress, and living habits, the brothers and sisters were already far away from the vulgar muscular men in other provinces. A small gap.

Two months ago in Hanshui Village, the coldness of early spring made Mohrantin still wear a thick leather jacket. The bulky clothes completely concealed her graceful figure. It's midsummer now. When she put on the exquisitely carved thick clothes of the Tang Dynasty, her amazing charm began to emanate from her every move.

"Ms. Mohlendine, my mission has been completed. It's getting late now, so I won't disturb your rest." Loki stepped forward and gave himself an eviction order.

"Wait until night, I will listen to your adventure story this time!" Mohrantin touched Emma's hair affectionately, and was quite satisfied that Loki did not starve her to thin.

After driving Emma away, she walked up to Loki gracefully. Loki tried his best not to peek at the silk that was trembling with his steps, and he also tried his best to hold his breath not to smell the rich woman on her body. delicate fragrance.

After holding it in for a long time without any effect, he could only helplessly pull a chair in front of his waist.

Loki's embarrassment obviously attracted the attention of Mohrantine. She put her delicate hand in front of her mouth and chuckled twice. The smile of this exquisite beauty was like a ray of sunshine appearing in the dark hall. Loki was so embarrassed that his whole face turned red instantly.

The considerate Sister Wang pulled him to sit on a chair and helped him out.

Any beautiful woman has an amazing intuition for eyes that stay on her chest for more than 1 second. Sailors sailing on sea voyages often go two to three months without seeing a woman, so she can completely understand Loki's situation.

"Mr. Loki, it is not easy to please this little devil. I really didn't expect that you not only completed, but also exceeded the task I gave you."

"Even I can't wait to hear your adventure stories now."

Mohrantine was sitting one meter away from Loki. The fire light flickered on and off, and the thin silk could not cover her white and tender skin at all. Loki laughed out loud in embarrassment and muttered a few nonsense words that he didn't even know what they were.

Ivar, who was standing behind him, couldn't stand it anymore, so he walked behind him and patted his shoulder gently with his hand.

"I have sent someone to deliver the gold coins I promised you to your ship. I will give you an additional 10 bolts of silk, which can be regarded as my wedding gift to you."

(Newly married? Where did the newlywed come from?)

(Oh, by the way, I also married a fucking daughter-in-law, the eldest daughter of Duke Bernard, what was her name?)

Ivar put his lips to Loki's ear and said softly: "My spies just came to report that your wife is in a Tang Dynasty shop in the city and seems to have had a little affair with a certain uncle of your family. Contradictory, if I were you, I would choose to take a look.”

"Here, let's see the guests off!"

When Ivar put his mouth to his ear, and when the moist air sprayed into his ear, Loki felt a chill coming from the depths of his soul. He subconsciously wanted to dodge, but this pervert was the king of the Vikings after all. Even if he didn't like it, he couldn't do anything too outrageous.

(He seemed to have said something. What was he saying?)

(Damn, I’m so sick of looking at it, I didn’t hear it at all!)

Loki's ears only conveyed the last two words to his brain: seeing off guests. Hearing these two words, Loki sat up from his chair reflexively.

(I am finally able to escape from this damn palace. Now I don’t care whether this pervert gave me the money or not. Even if I don’t want the money, I want to leave here right away!)

One brother and one sister in the O'Sullivan family, one is a pervert and the other is a seductive temptress. You must not stay here for long!

After standing up, Loki bowed respectfully to the two of them, turned around and immediately walked towards the door of the Light Touch Hall. He didn't even have time to wait for the old butler behind him to lead the way. After taking three or two steps, he started to trot, and in the end he was almost running away with his long legs.

Mohrantin touched his white chin and looked at him with interest. Loki didn't give her a bad feeling. He didn't look like those rough guys who didn't take a shower for three months, and his big eyes only knew how to wander back and forth on her body. Nor did he look like some lecherous people among the nobles. Whenever you get the chance, come to your side and show your courtesy.

There was a rare trace of sincerity in this young man's eyes.

"I'm very interested in what kind of wife this lovely village chief will marry." Mohrantin shook her red lips without leaving any trace. Looking at his brother beside him.

Ivar walked up to his sister and kissed her smooth forehead.

"My dear sister, the night is so boring, why don't we go out of the city and have a look?"