Rebirth of the Viking King

First of all, it is certain that it is not a human bear or a wild boar. Because the vigilant sisters on the treetops made no sound.

Then it is almost certain that these are two living people.

Razor Ridge is a mountainous area that ordinary Viking hunters would never touch. The terrain here is too dangerous, and there are no hordes of wild beasts roaming here.

Viking hunters were efficient predators. These guys are interested in robbing and killing people with their axes. They hunt to obtain food to support their families, not to wander around in the mountains and wilds.

There is only one kind of gatherer who can enter Razor Hill, and that is the Storm Acolyte who is responsible for collecting medicinal materials in the Hall of Valor!

The 8th Path of the Hall of Valor can be advanced by drinking the magic potion, and the formula and refining method of the potion are all in the hands of the Storm Acolyte.

Katya had encountered them several times when she led the Wing Guards over the mountains to collect medicinal materials, but today she didn't expect that they would actually run into the Storm Acolytes head-on!

At this time, these people were standing on the path they wanted to retreat.

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In the ancient training of the Vikings, the Storm Acolytes are the messengers of the Asgard gods in the mortal world. They faithfully carry out the will of the gods and are worshiped and respected by all Vikings.

When ordinary hunters encounter Storm Acolytes in the wild, they will always provide them with the greatest convenience they can. Even if the Storm Acolytes want to take away the prey they just hunted, most of them will not say no.

"Offending the envoys is equivalent to disrespecting the gods." This is a fact agreed upon by all feudal residents in the Middle Ages.

But Katya didn't think so.

"Woman at the top of the tree, please hand over all the herbs in your bag." At this time, the Storm Acolyte had not yet discovered Katya. They only saw the guard post she had set up on the big tree.

"I won't say it a second time! By the river at the bottom of the mountain, we have already seen the marks on the backs of the horses you rode! You are the collectors of Hanshui Village, right? If you don't want to bear the wrath of the gods, I advise you Better be more knowledgeable!"

The tall Storm Acolyte stood under the tree and spoke slowly and firmly. In his eyes, his willingness to say these words can be regarded as a rare kindness. If the woman in the tree continues to slap her nose and face, he will not mind pulling out his hatchet and killing people.

Katya at the top of the waterfall was also looking at the two storm poet monks under the tree. Then, under the cover of the rushing water, he saw the huge herbal basket carried by the two people behind their backs, and saw the snow lotus, bear bones and snake skins neatly stacked inside.

(If these medicinal materials are taken back to Hanshui Village and boiled into magic essence, it will be enough to protect all women from giving birth to babies safely)

Unlike the Vikings, Katja, who was born in Slavia, has a very weak sense of belonging to the Hall of Valor. She didn't understand what Odin looked at in her to promote her to "Winged Maid", but this power that came for nothing did not give her any "extra" respect for the Storm Acolyte.

Compared with the illusory Hall of Valor, Hanshui Village is her real home. And now, she is the village's defense captain. The village needs those medicinal materials!

Without any further hesitation, Katya curled up her tongue and made a sound similar to the name of a pelican. Upon hearing the battle call, the Wing Guards immediately drew their weapons and stood ready. Katya herself also jumped from the top of the waterfall and flew quickly to the bottom of the canyon on the rushing waterfall.

This is exactly the power given to her by the Valkyrie Path Sequence 7, the Winged Maid.

The two storm acolytes are just rank 9 miscellaneous soldiers in the Hall of Valor. They never imagined that an encounter with a woman in Razor Ridge could lead to such a deity! After seeing Katya walking on the waves, they drew their weapons to protect themselves, but it was too late. Arrows began to shoot from all directions!

"Impossible! There are only two horses by the river at the foot of the mountain. How could you have such people?!"

The answer to this question will never be known to the two of them, because Katya, who came from riding the waves, has already rushed in front of the two of them through the stream. In order to collect medicinal materials, she did not carry any weapons on her body, but this did not reduce her risk in any way!

The water that tumbled down from the top of the cliff carried her forward, and accelerated to a rather terrifying speed near the stream near the two of them. Stepping on the stream, Katya jumped up into the air, turned over and jumped on her back. Her two wet long legs wrapped around the Storm Poet's head and twisted it hard.

There was a crisp sound, and the man died under Katya's legs before he could even say a word for mercy.

"They have seen the mark on the mount. Letting any one go will cause trouble to the village!"

"Kill them all!"

The remaining two storm acolytes had no time to look at Katya's wet and graceful body, because they had already heard the breath of death. The girl pulled out the short ax hanging on the back of the body and threw it against the wind. With the dull sound of steel cutting into the bones, another one The Storm Acolyte screamed and fell down.

In the blink of an eye, the only remaining Storm Acolyte who was still standing was standing on the edge of the cliff in the distance.

"You devils! How dare you kill the angels?! Haha, after you die, I will wait for the gods to avenge me in the Hall of Valor!" Knowing that he would not survive, the last Storm Acolyte ran away He went to the cliff and tried to commit suicide by jumping off the cliff, but Katya had no intention of letting him go.

Unhooking a soft rope from her waist, she threw it lightly. The noose accurately wrapped around the Storm Acolyte's neck, dragging him up from mid-air in a posture that was almost like hanging.

Katya stretched out her white and tender palm, pulled down the medicine basket from his back, and then calmly let go.

"You can die, but you have to keep your medicine for me!"

All three Storm Acolytes were thrown down the cliff by the female warriors from Hanshui Village. Katya was not afraid that their bodies would be discovered by others.

Razor Ridge at night belongs to beasts. When the hungry beasts ask about the taste of blood, they will eat all the three corpses until nothing is left.

**

"Haha, this trip was really worth it!" Katya smiled happily when she saw the medicinal materials in the three medicine baskets. She happily hugged her two Slavic female companions, one on the left and one on the right, and kissed their cheeks excitedly. Kissed twice.

"Let's see if my soft-hearted husband has any reason why he can't pay the public food every night! Haha"

The Wing Guards are all girls in their twenties, and they may be a little more reserved in front of men. But when a woman is surrounded by her companions, the topics these people discuss are also quite spicy.

"Captain, I heard that the previous guard captain of Hanshui Village is still studying in the Hall of Heroes. According to the time, he will be back soon."

"What are you talking about! Captain Katya is the chosen one, so how can he be compared to those mortals who drank the potion and gambled their lives?"

The women who had gained a lot had smiles on their faces. Each of them is very grateful to Katya. If it were not for her wonderful performance in the defense of Hanshui Village that won her the position of garrison captain, these Slavic women would only be able to get some chores like cleaning, helping in the kitchen, or building the village.

After joining Katya's hunting team, these women can go out hunting and take risks like men, and use their own strength to seek benefits for the village. They can climb mountains, wield weapons, and even commit murder, and breathe the free air of the mountains to their heart's content.

Everything in Hanshui Village is different from the outside world.

This is the paradise in the hearts of these Slavic women.