Chapter 140 3.62 Bloody Mist (End)

"The Viking King is a witness to this gambling game! After you lost the gambling game, you actually wanted to lure our king to take away the winner's property?!"

"What exactly are you up to?!"

The crisp yet gentle voice was mixed with 5 points of anger and 4 points of contempt. Ivar pulled her sleeve imperceptibly, and Mohrandin pushed him away, picked up the fiefdom token and handed it back to Loki!

"I will never allow anyone to discredit my O'Sullivan family in front of Tang's friends! Today's incident, I can regard it as you lost your mind temporarily after losing your money at the gambling table!"

"If you dare to slander my people again, the 'saber-toothed mercenaries' from the Conqueror's Fortress will chop you into meat paste and throw you into the sea!"

"Is it clear?"

Gustav looked ashen. It was his last trump card to lead O'Sullivan to his death, but he didn't expect Mohrandin to have such an attitude. His face turned red and white, and he gritted his teeth, and he stretched his big hand to the two hatchets behind him.

He still had one last trick: chop Loki in front of everyone.

But then he thought, can he beat him?

I heard that this guy once killed nearly a hundred Viking shield axemen alone in the defense of Hanshui Village! And seeing that he just beat Tifa violently and turned back to smash the flying sword of the Tangren sword cultivator, this guy's martial arts are indeed very good.

"Boy of the Starrag family, if you know what's good for you, return the token to me tonight, otherwise, hum, I will return to the valley and have ten thousand ways to deal with you!"

"Okay! I'll wait!" Loki chuckled and poured all the bets on the round table into his animal skin backpack.

Of course, he did not return the fief token of Wuya Town to Yuna.

Loki is a smart man. At this time, he has completely calmed down and has smelled a lot of the conspiracy.

First of all, any noble with a normal mind will not carry a property like the "fief token" when going out shopping. Once this kind of thing is lost, it will be much more troublesome than losing the real estate certificate in the previous life.

Most of the "fief tokens" of the old nobles are often buried underground, and no one knows where they are except themselves.

Secondly, the three siblings appeared in the Conqueror's Fortress at the same time, and happened to have a quarrel "about themselves" in front of him.

All this seemed like the three siblings had jointly set up a trap to trick him.

The purpose was to trick Yuna's "dowry" back.

(Hehe, I'm afraid all this had been discussed before she got married. Bernard, you are a ghost, you really deserve your brain!)

(When you found that I was difficult to control, you immediately prepared to recover your investment. This is really a precise control!)

(If I hadn't happened to find the imperial seal in the obsidian pyramid today, I would have stepped into this carefully laid trap!)

Thinking of this, Loki hesitated and looked at Mohrandin not far away. Among all the Vikings who ended up, I'm afraid she was the only one who was not in the bureau.

It was this Viking princess who secured the victory for herself.

He fished out the necklace that Shopkeeper Luo valued at 1,100 gold coins, and threw it gently into Mohrandin's hands. Smiling and winking at her, Loki took out the "Imperial Seal" and stuffed it into his arms quite solemnly.

He could feel Shopkeeper Luo looking at his back with two venomous snake-like eyes.

**

Half an hour later, on the wall of the Conqueror's Fortress, he looked at the sea shining with moonlight, slowly took out a handful of gold coins and handed them to Yuna.

"You are a woman, so I can't say anything to you. But you set up a trap with your family to harm me after you got married, which is really wrong!"

"I have never been married. You are my first wife. I don't want to end this marriage by 'throwing you off the wall'. So take this money and find a village with mountains and sea to live on your own."

"I advise you kindly not to go home. Because I don't want to cut off your beautiful head with my own hands when I meet your father in battle."

Loki knew clearly in his heart that the moment he won the "Storm's End" fief token, the loose alliance he formed with Duke Bernard had been broken. He no longer needed Yuna as a mascot.

In this case, she could only leave her castle!

At this time, Yuna had put away most of her arrogance in front of Loki. She silently took the gold coin and raised her eyes to look at the rather unfamiliar young man in front of her.

Once, she felt that this man could never be a match for her father. So she faithfully carried out all the arrangements of the family. But now, she felt that maybe it was the right choice to bet on Loki.

Unfortunately, it was too late now.

At this moment, she could neither return to Storm's End nor to Fog Duck Town. If she returned to Storm's End, she didn't know what terrible things her father and brother would do to her.

And Fog Duck Town was Loki's territory. He didn't covet her body, and she didn't have any chips on the table with Loki.

This handful of gold coins was really her only way out.

"It's not a bad thing to leave your hometown. Living in the greenhouse created by your family all day long, you will never learn to grow up in your life. You have 20 gold coins in your hand. This money won't make you live comfortably, but it can let you know what it means to be truly 'alive'."

"Believe me, this taste is much more interesting than sleeping with a man!"

**

Walking down the city wall, Loki, who had officially "divorced" his wife, returned to the carriage of the palace and headed straight for the dock.

It was not difficult to deal with Yuna, because this woman was not qualified to be his opponent. In contrast, he had a more difficult problem to solve.

He knew that the thugs of Izumo Trading Company would not let him go.

Last year in Yorkshire, when he faced the powerful Tang Kingdom swordsman and the more powerful Illuminati "gatekeeper", his legs were weak and his heart was full of fear.

However, at this time, although he did not know what he was about to face. But as long as he had the blood axe in his hand, he had no fear in his heart.

In this year, he defeated 500 Viking professional soldiers with 30 hunters; led 4 companions to enter the Arctic Circle alone, slipped into the belly of the "Old One" Leviathan for a great adventure, and finally escaped successfully.

These life and death trials one after another successfully tempered his state of mind, making it almost impossible for him to have any fear when facing mortals.

It was almost late at night. The Royal Wharf connected to the embassy district was pitch black. The Viking pirates under Loki agreed to meet tomorrow morning. At this time, they should still be in the tavern of the Conqueror's Fortress, hugging the gypsy girl and drinking beer.

In the dark night, the three ships docked on the sea looked quiet and deep. Loki waved his hand to send the coachman away and strode onto the ship. As soon as he stepped onto the deck, he saw a figure floating in the air on the sea.

The bright moonlight sprinkled on the calm sea, and the swordsman standing in the air with his hands behind his back showed a row of flying swords behind him. And Loki on the boat also threw away the heavy leather bag and pulled out the blood axe behind him.

Silver light leaked to the ground, and 7 flying swords rotated and rose, like a metal storm twisting towards Loki. The thin blade cut through the leather clothes on his body.

A strand of his blood fell on the deck, making a slight soft sigh.

Blood mist rose, Loki raised his axe, and showed a cruel smile to the swordsman in the air.

(End of Volume 3)