Rebirth of the Viking King

Mr. Fuyuki entered Asgard at the age of 61. He fought tenaciously, successfully hunted monsters and mixed the potion himself and drank it.

His sequence level is not high, but the combat experience accumulated in more than fifty years of wielding a big ax makes him more dangerous than most high-sequence powerhouses.

He quickly turned over and sat up, took off two short axes from the wall and pinned them behind his back. He shouldered the big axe, and then kicked open the stone door!

Unknowingly, he had spent the night in the cave. Bits of snow were flying, but the sky was already turning white. The old man who walked out of the cave didn't hesitate for a moment. He immediately came to the farm gate and climbed to the watchtower.

The one who blew the horn was the farm worker who was on duty here last night.

"what happens?!"

Clint roared loudly, but the English youth who was only a teenager could not understand the Viking language in his mouth. Pointing towards the distance, he could see two knights, a man and a woman, galloping on their horses.

Behind them, there were more than twenty well-equipped knights in silver armor holding bows and arrows and shooting at them.

Both the runaway man and woman had scars on their bodies.

"Is that Elena?"

Jelena is the name of the adopted daughter "assigned" to him by the Duchess. Although the two speak different languages, during the time they lived under the same roof, this gentle girl treated Clint differently from other English people.

The vast majority of people in England avoided them like the plague, avoiding eye contact, avoiding physical contact, and avoiding all excessive contact, even if they had to communicate.

But this was not the case for the girl. She had dinner with Clint every day and even occasionally cooked for herself.

Although the words of the two people are different, the girl will still use her gestures to convey what she wants to express as much as possible.

The five months he spent with the cheerful girl were the warmest moments in Clint's life.

Even wild wolves living in the cold coniferous forest will feel grateful for the warmth after touching the light of human fire, let alone Clint who has wasted his life.

His adopted daughter was the only warmth he had in the rest of his life. However, at this time, she was scarred and fled on horseback! Without saying a word, Clint jumped and jumped from the 12-meter-high watchtower.

He could feel his cold blood burning rapidly.

**

The adopted daughter left her home a week ago and went to the "Yun Province" next door to get married. The French young man who came to welcome the bride looked pretty good. His whole family were gardeners who grew roses in Yun Province.

It is said that the income is quite good.

The young man's family is trustworthy, and his daughter's eyes are full of love when she looks at him.

Of course Clint wouldn't refuse the marriage.

Before sending his daughter away, he secretly stuffed 100 gold pounds into her package. This property was enough to buy ten acres of fertile land and build a spacious and bright mansion.

He would have stuffed some more in, if it weren't for the fact that the pretty little mare couldn't carry more.

Before leaving, Clint rejected his adopted daughter's suggestion that he should attend. On the one hand, of course, it's because he has had enough of the cold looks from England in the past few months.

On the other hand, sending your adopted daughter away is ultimately a sad thing.

Clint had already experienced a lot of sadness in his life. He would rather sit alone in a cold ice cave and drink alcohol to numb himself. At the same time, I hope that Duke Loki will blow the rallying horn soon so that he can die on the battlefield while he is still able to move.

It was obvious that something major had happened to the wedding, which he did not attend.

Clint wasn't curious about what exactly happened.

The top priority now is to rescue the adopted daughter from the hands of the pursuers.

In his 62 years of long life, too many relatives have died in front of him. Now, he will never allow another relative to disappear in front of his eyes.

Rushing into the stable and pulling off the clothes on the horse's back, Clint didn't even bother to install the saddle. He kicked the horse's belly hard twice, causing the frightened purebred tall horse to run wildly!

Clint clenched the horse's mane tightly with one hand, and with the other hand, he had already pulled out a short ax radiating cold light from behind!

Amidst the fine snowflakes flying in the sky, his gray beard fluttered against the wind, and the man and his horse turned into a ball of strong wind and rushed out of the gate of Clint's farm.

The fleeing man and woman were less than a kilometer in front of him!

**

"Run! Run for me!"

His snow-white beard and wild hair were flying in the broken snow, and the old man shouted with all his strength.

He could see that the filly under Irina's crotch was exhausted. This kind of beautiful mount that a noble girl rides out for a walk is no match for a military horse.

More than twenty knights in shining armor shot iron arrows randomly as if playing. Whistling iron arrows kept flying past the fleeing men and women.

It can be seen that the young man with long chestnut hair next to Elena is very concerned about the girl. He deliberately ran behind the girl and tried to shield her from the arrow.

However, the pursuers were obviously skilled archers. Arrows falling in a parabola from high in the sky cannot be blocked by positioning.

Just when Clint rode out of the village gate, a black iron arrow fell from the sky and ruthlessly pierced the group of weak young mares behind the girl. The horse rolled and fell to the ground, and Elena was thrown to the ground like a bird with broken wings.

"dad!"

Clint, who had never cried in his life, burst into tears when he heard these two words.

He didn't know much English, but the word 'dad' was pronounced almost the same in all languages. Falling off the back of a high-speed horse, the helpless girl lay in the snow and stretched out a white hand toward home.

Clint's eyes widened. At this time, he was only 500 meters away from his adopted daughter. The horse was running hard but the distance was like a chasm.

He watched helplessly as the chestnut-haired young man opened his arms and roared to protect the girl. However, the knights in silver armor ignored his provocation at all.

Boom, boom, boom!

Several iron arrows fell from the sky, accurately piercing the girl's legs and abdomen, staring her firmly on the ground!

A stream of blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. Seeing this scene, the chestnut-haired young man turned around and let out a cry of collapse.

He stretched out his hand to pull out the arrow that had been driven into the girl, but at this moment, an old roar mixed with fine snow and cold wind blew in front of him.

His hair and beard are all white, but the furious Clint Fuyuki has arrived!