Rebirth of the Viking King

Loki's eyes turned red as he entered a fighting state. If Ivar O'Sullivan hadn't arrived at the right time, Loki would have cut off Tifa's head on impulse.

At this time, Loki was no longer the young lord he was last year. Just seven days ago, he even dared to pounce on the old ruler "Leviathan" to fight for his life. Mortals were not worth mentioning in his eyes. He acted impulsively not because he wanted to protect his nominal wife, nor because she was trying to impress his dead father.

At this moment, he just wanted to crush this beautiful head, nothing more.

But as his neck felt cold, Loki lowered his head and found a cold bone blade across his neck. A strong death crisis surged from the bone blade. Loki looked back and saw Ivar's smiling face.

"Izumo Trading Company is a distinguished guest in my Conqueror's Fortress. I don't care how the two of you fight in the river valley, but spraying blood in my Conqueror's Fortress is not a sign of civilization."

The blood in his eyes faded, and Loki let go of Tifa Bernard's hair and kicked him into the corner. He clapped his hands gently, walked to Yuna's side, and said stiffly: "Go home."

The two male favorites who follow Yuna can also be regarded as the top cowherds in the Conqueror's Fortress. Beating up the lord's only son in the street, this kind of thing has never happened in this city. Yuna was also in shock and had just recovered from the shock. Although her brother Tifa Bernard is a playboy, he has been Duke Bernard's favorite son since he was a child.

After all, Loki, a little lord, still has to live under his father's wings. Now that he's beaten Tifa like this, isn't there a trace of fear in his heart?

Her mind went blank. Yuna followed Loki mechanically. Just when she was about to walk out of the Izumo Trading Company gate, a steady voice came from behind.

"Wait!"

The speaker was a tall and muscular Viking man. He has a red skull tattooed on his bald head with a strand of hair, and two broad-bladed hatchets stuck on his back. This is a common outfit worn by Viking berserkers.

This man Loki had met at the "wedding" with Yuna, he was the eldest son of Duke Bernard: Gustave Bernard.

"Teach my sister a lesson as a younger brother. This is an internal matter within my family! You, an outsider who didn't know the situation, took action and injured my clan members without permission. It's hard to believe that you just wanted to leave like this."

"Haha!" Loki smiled instead of being angry, "If I don't leave, why would you want to taste my big ax?!"

"Young and old men of Conqueror's Fortress, I am Loki Starrag from Coldwater Village! I believe many of you have heard of my name, Loki the Blood Axe!"

"The summer nights are hot and boring! Can you gather closer together and form a human wall in the middle of the street! My uncle and I pulled out our axes and chopped each other until only one person could stand. !”

"Consider this tonight's entertainment program for the Viking King! How about it?!"

Two lords wielding axes in a gladiatorial battle was a favorite scene among Viking warriors. There were cheers all around, and even the O'Sullivan brothers smiled slightly and stepped aside to enjoy the show.

Only Gustav, like his father, subconsciously took a step back when he heard the word "duel".

"Haha, if you feel scared, it doesn't matter if your eggs are trembling! I can let you and your guards attack me alone! Pull out your ax and let Odin witness our life and death!"

"come!"

Loki's fearless provocation only made Gustave more worried. But things had progressed to this point and he could no longer retreat.

"After all, this is the conqueror's fortress, a civilized place where my king's palace is located! Pulling out a big ax and slashing in the street, isn't this a joke to the merchants from all over the world in the shopping street!"

"Brother Loki really wants to compete, how about we have a civil war between merchants? The dispute between my brother and sister originated from several batches of silk, and we will use these silks as bets."

As he spoke, Gustav pulled a wooden table from beside him.

"You and I take turns placing bets on this table. In each round, the shopkeeper Luo Chuan of Izumo Trading Company estimates the value. After three rounds, whoever throws out the property with the highest total value can take away everything on the table!"

"How about it? Do you dare to compare?"

"If you don't dare, you can add my cheap sister and you can come together!"

Loki narrowed his eyes and looked at Gustav. This elder brother-in-law of his is obviously not as reckless as he appears. He perfectly inherited Duke Bernard's calculating skills.

This man not only politely declined his invitation to fight, but also used his own words to defeat him. There is quite a bit of ingenuity in it that belongs to a cultured person.

"Okay, let's have fun then!" Loki laughed loudly, pulled up a chair and sat across from Gustav. The old shopkeeper of Izumo Trading Company, "Rakawa Chaofeng", stood in the middle of the two people, while on the other side, O'Sullivan and his sister Mohlandine sat at the head of the table, acting as witnesses.

When everyone's eyes were focused on the round table with a diameter of less than one meter, only Mohlantin glanced at Yuna who was standing behind Loki. When she saw Yuna's dress and slightly old skin, she smiled contemptuously and at the same time involuntarily puffed up her high chest.

Crowds of people immediately poured into Izumo Trading Company, surrounding the small hall on three floors inside and three outside. A mysterious smile appeared on Gustav's face, and he took out the first bet from his arms.

This thing is not big, it is a golden chain hanging with a golden buckle the size of a silver coin. After laying it down on the table, Loki discovered that it turned out to be a small sundial with a rather exquisite structure. There is an obelisk-shaped pointer standing in the center of the buckle. When placed parallel to the table, the crystal cover on the top of the buckle will automatically pop up, and the sundial hidden in it will automatically pop up and tilt at a 45-degree angle. .

The old shopkeeper with white hair and beard picked up this exquisite creation and put it in front of his eyes. He first took out a magnifying glass and observed it carefully, and then brought it to his nose and smelled it.

"This is a pure gold sundial made by the 'Danti Mechanical Workshop' from France. If I guessed correctly, this should have been purchased at the 'Danti' watch shop in Paris."

"Although this watch is exquisite, it was only made by an apprentice in a mechanical workshop and has not been polished by Master Dandy himself. This watch is worth 220 gold dinar coins."

Loki nodded, and he asked the coachman beside him to get the balance payment that Mohlantin had made for him from the carriage. When 300 gold coins fell onto the round table with a splash, the surrounding onlookers all shouted. There was a rather disappointing cry.

"Brother Loki, you may have never participated in this kind of competition. Let me briefly explain it to you." Mohrantin noticed Loki's predicament, moved her soft body to his side, and faced his Ear said softly.

"In this bet, all blocks must be perfectly packed into this round table, which is not that big. It cannot exceed 1 point."

"After three games, the area on the round table will become smaller and smaller. This is the time to test the wealth of both parties. If after two rounds you can't come up with something that can be stuffed into the round table without rolling to the ground. , you will be regarded as giving up automatically, so throwing gold coins on the table to form a mountain is usually done by big families who make it difficult for small families.”

"After all, not everyone can easily take out a creation that is small in size but of high value."

"Haha!" Loki laughed dryly, "Do you think I will lose?"

Mohlantin looked at him with shining eyes, not understanding where the lord of this small fishing village had such confidence. Loki smiled and shook his head.

He looked at the shopkeeper from Tang Dynasty beside him, and at the same time put his big hand into his bag and touched the ten centimeter square seal.