The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

Migration begins

Lothar stretched, and got up from the bed refreshed.

Ashe stretched out her clean bare arms from under the quilt, and grabbed Lothar: “Where are you going so late?”

Lothar touched Ashe’s forehead with a smile. The blush on the girl’s face hadn’t disappeared, and she kept exhaling sweet breath. Her plump breasts were hidden under the quilt, only half of her dazzling whiteness was exposed.

“You must be tired. I’ll make you some supper.” Lothar said.

Ashe shook her head: “I’m not hungry, just give me a hug.”

Lothar got back under the quilt according to her words, and hugged Ai Xi face to face.

Ashe buried her head in Lothar’s arms, her eyelashes lightly brushed his chest, and then took a deep breath: “I miss you so much…”

“I miss you too.” Lothar smelled the fragrance in Ashe’s silver hair.

“It’s agreed to tell me the story.” Ashe raised her head and kissed Lothar’s collarbone and neck, “Tell me about your story in Demacia.”

“I’ll tell you when I’m comfortable.” Lothar smirked, stroking Ashe’s soft lips with her fingers.

“Hateful.” Ash coquettishly sneered, and slid into the bed next to Lothar’s body.

Soon, Lothar felt a part of himself enter a very humid and warm place, and the quilt also rose and fell with Ashe’s movements.

After a while, Ashe came out again. She licked her wet lips and hugged Lothar: “Can we talk now?”

Lothar nodded in satisfaction, and began to talk about his experience in Fossbarrow.

The hostility of the Demacians, the bizarre nightmare events, the girl Lacus who knows the magic of light, and the horrific demons, all of which were explained in detail by Lothar.

Of course, Lothar didn’t tell Ashe that the girl who knew the magic of light fell in love with him.

“One more thing is worse than one less thing.” Lothar thought, “Anyway, I didn’t do anything to offend Ashe.”

Ashe listened fascinatedly. The bizarre events that happened in a foreign country deeply attracted her. When Lothar talked about the key points, she would exclaim from time to time.

“So, is this the world outside the Freljord?” Ashe was fascinated, “If possible, I really want to see it.”

“I can take you there.”

Ashe smiled wryly: “Then abandon all the people of Avarosa? I can’t do it.”

“That’s right. You are a war mother after all.” Lothar said regretfully, “I wish I could travel with you.”

Ashe continued to listen to LotharAfter telling the story, the hanging heart finally fell.

“I didn’t expect you to encounter such great danger there.” Ashe hugged Lothar tightly with some fear, “What if something happens to you?”

“Didn’t I come back well?”

“But I’m still very scared…” Ash said in a low voice, “I’m afraid that you will be like my mother… and suddenly leave me forever…”

Lothar stroked Ashe’s bare back: “I swear to Anivia, I will never leave you alone, even if I die, I will get up from the grave and meet you again.”

“Heh…” Ashe couldn’t hold back her laughter, “I don’t want you to crawl out of the grave, I want you to live well.”

“Hmm…” Losa understood what his wife wanted.

“By the way, I have another question.” Ash said.

“you say.”

“How do I feel that you are very familiar with the mage girl you mentioned, even though other Demacians hate you, but she let you out of prison? Did you know each other before?”

A drop of sweat fell from Lothar’s face: “I don’t know, absolutely not! Maybe it’s just that she has a better heart.”

“Really?” Ashe looked at Lothar suspiciously.

“Don’t guess, let’s do it again and try to make a baby.” Lothar was eager to divert Ashe’s attention, turned over and pressed the girl under him, and before she could react, a new round started. The joy of the wheel.

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When the first warm wind of spring blows along with the ocean current to the west coast of the Freljord, it also announces that the new migration of the Avarosa tribe is about to begin.

They headed northeast, and their destination was the holy city of Avarosa——Lakstark.

One-fifth of the Avarosa tribe’s population will continue to stay in Frost Harbor to rebuild this long-abandoned city. According to Ashe’s plan, this place will become Avarosa’s future port and trade center.

Most of the road from Frost Harbor to Lax Stark is along the strait, and then you have to climb over a snow mountain, and finally you have to cross a frozen inner lake, which adds a lot of difficulty to the transportation of materials for the Avaloosa tribe. . Lothar conservatively estimated that under ideal conditions, it would take them less than half a year to arrive at Lax Stark.

There was another episode on the way of migration. In order to silence Olaf, Lothar bought eight barrels of mead for Olaf out of his own pocket. After Olaf took the wine, he stopped paying attention to Lothar, and began to drink all day long. It seemed that what happened to Forsbarrow had hit him hard, and he hadn’t healed either physically or mentally.

Lothar didn’t have much money in the first place, and now he is in debt. Although the tavern owner didn’t set interest for him because he was a Warmother blood alliance, Lothar still couldn’t pay so much money for a while.

So Lothar joined a team of hunters. They would hunt on the way of migration to replenish the tribe’s food reserves. Lothar planned to use this job to pay off the debt.

Lothar temporarily lived a life of hunting on the road during the day, and working hard with Ashe to make children at night.

A little tired, but very fulfilling.

Lothar squatted down, and there were some small footprints on the snow.

“It looks like foxes or ferrets. There are at least three or five of them.” An old hunter checked the footprints and looked at Lothar. “Can you track them down?”

The other hunters also looked at Lothar expectantly. Although this young man had just joined the Orion team, he quickly established his prestige.

Naturally, it is not the name of the War Mother Blood League, but Lothar is really good at tracking prey and setting traps. Although he can’t even draw a bow with only one arm, with his joining, the Orion team fights every day. The number of prey received doubled directly, completely comparing with other hunter teams in Avarosa. Even the old hunters in the team who had hunted for seven or eighty years had to be convinced by Lothar.

Lothar put his finger into the footprint hole, pinched some snow and put it on the tip of his nose to smell it: “The smell hasn’t dissipated yet, they are just walking away, maybe they smelled us.”

“Do you just follow the footprints?” A young hunter asked. He is of ice blood. He has just become a hunter and is eager to show how accurate his archery skills are. . 0′. 5,,8″5.;6.

“Forget it, I’ll hunt these little guys myself.” Lothar stood up.

Section 39

The Orions were taken aback for a moment, not understanding what Lothar meant.

Lothar threw back her knife: “Last night, Ashe told me that she wanted to eat meat that was more compact, like wild boar or venison.”

The hunters reacted immediately: “Then let’s look for it immediately!”

“You guys look for it separately. It’s just spring, so you may not be able to find it. I’ll get rid of those little guys. If anyone of you finds the footprints of the big prey, blow the whistle.” Lothar ordered, and found that the hunters were eager to try. , it seems that they all want to get a big guy to dedicate to the war mother.

“The name of Avarosa’s reincarnation is really useful.” Lothar couldn’t help thinking.

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Hunting is the main source of food for most tribes in the Freljord.

The Freljord is very cold, and there is very little land that can be planted. In the coastal areas, because of too much ice floes on the sea, it is difficult to meet the needs of the entire tribe by fishing alone. Hunters have become every tribe. indispensable existence. The size of the hunting ground is the direct standard to measure the strength of a tribe [resource; source group]: 9? 8; 0; 2? . 0′. 5,,8″5.;6, Only a powerful tribe can hunt in a wider area with more prey.——Excerpt from “Valoran Travels: The Freljord