Chapter 47 2.5 Darth Gonk of Snowgrave Valley

Three days later, outside Hanshui Village, in the Snow Grave Valley.

In the vast night. Several village women from Hanshui Village were wrapped in thick sheepskin cotton jackets and carrying several animal skin bags in their hands. They walked out of the village under the stars for more than ten miles, and emptied out the garbage in their pockets in an area called "Snow Grave Valley".

"Why does Mayor Luo Ji have so many things to do? The leftover bones from every meal are collected in the trash cans of every household in the village. Why is it necessary to bury them so far away?"

The person carrying the skin bag was a young Slavic woman. Her Viking language is not yet proficient, and she still has a strong Slavic accent.

"Hey, sister, you've just arrived. The village chief calls this 'cultivating hygiene habits.' Looking at the entire Scandinavia, there is no town that is neater than our village!"

The older Viking servant woman spoke with pride.

"The village chief said that he plans to organize the whole village to build some kind of 'drainage pipeline' in the coming spring, after the frozen land softens."

"He is a very capable man. All of us believe that he is the reincarnation of Loki, the God of Wisdom! You will know it if you live here for a long time!"

When the four women reached the outskirts of the Snow Grave Valley, they were shivering with cold and almost trembling.

"It's too cold here, why don't we just fall on the snow first!"

"Yes, sister," another Slavic woman bounced with her feet from the cold, and laughed, "Anyway, we handle all the garbage this week. On the last day of the weekend, we dig holes and bury them together. Wouldn't the effect be the same!"

The middle-aged woman in the lead obviously couldn't withstand the cold wind in the Snow Grave Valley: "Okay, wait until the weekend to bury it! But you must remind me, otherwise if the village chief finds out, we will all be punished!"

“I don’t want to have to take out the trash for an extra two weeks this damn winter!”

After saying this, several women emptied their animal skin bags and hurried towards the village behind them. Fine snowflakes fell from the sky, and the household garbage exposed in the snow was covered by a layer of white snow in just a few minutes.

However, at this moment, a figure covered in pitch-black wolf skin walked out of the coniferous forest not far away. He grabbed the trash thrown away by the women in the waist-high pile of soft snow, threw it into a coarse cloth bag he carried with him, and then waded back to the woods.

His name is Darth Gonk.

After walking nearly four hundred meters, he had returned to the cave on the rock wall above the Snow Grave Valley. This is a place where Viking hunters who traveled in winter used to stay. The rocky mountains on both sides of the Snow Grave Valley hide rapidly surging hot springs. The hot springs heat the stone walls so that sticky snowflakes don't stay on the stone walls at all.

Over time, all the snowflakes falling in the sky fell into the canyon, hence the name "Snow Grave Valley".

Darth Gonk pulled the wolfskin off his body and poured out all the garbage in his rough cloth sack. A large pile of animal bones fell from the pocket to the ground. Another figure in the cave came over. He stretched out a dry palm and gently twisted a bone.

He is none other than the lord of Mistduck Town summoned by Duke Bernard: Swain Gonk.

"Hahaha, a person's mouth may be full of lies, but the garbage of a village is the most honest!" Old Gonk is not young anymore. His voice is as hoarse as a steel saw blade, but his eyes reveal wisdom. light.

"Hanshui Village, which had so little food in the past and people starved to death almost every winter, actually ate mutton for every meal! Not only did they eat the meat, they even vomited out the bones! Damn it, the landlord's family had a surplus of food , eating has become a luxury!”

In the Middle Ages, poor families could hardly eat meat several times a year. Many families with comfortable conditions will collect the bones, add them to a large pot and boil them for three days, turning the bones into crispy bones.

Bone residue is very filling when eaten, and is the best food for poor people to satisfy their hunger in winter.

"Dad! I knew it! Ge Lin must have once again given Hanshui Village the help they needed! Otherwise, with Mr. Hummel's stingy and stingy character, the most he could do was support them with a few bags of worm-eaten potatoes! Again! How can these untouchables eat meat every day and dare to spit out bones?"

"The reason why that bitch Gelin rejected my advances was because of this pretty boy 'Loki'! When the Duke held a banquet, I could even see the desire for him in her eyes!"

"She's never looked at me like that!"

The black-skinned and black-faced Darth Gonk complained indignantly. After Old Gonk's eldest son and second son both died in the battle against Hanshui Village, he was the only surviving male member of the Gonk family. As a mountain man, he is over two meters tall and his body is as strong as an iron tower.

Three years ago, he walked into the Hall of Valor and drank the 'Berserker Path' potion. At this time, he is in Sequence 7, ‘Cold Land Warrior’. According to the judgment of the Storm Acolytes, he is only one step away from the Sequence 6 ‘Skull Crusher’.

"I don't understand. What's the difference between me and him, Blind Mountain and Blood Pigeon?! That stupid wooden stick only laughs and giggles every day!"

"He is a Sequence 7 under the 'Sea Giant' pathway. I can bear losing to him, but I can't fucking stand it even if I lose to the bastards of the Stalag family for nothing!"

Das became angrier as he spoke and clenched his fists hard.

"He is not even the Chosen One, how can he win the favor of Miss Greene! What's even worse is that he always dodges Miss Greene. I really want to hit him! Push him to the ground , the kind that cracks your head!"

There was no place to vent his anger. Das punched the stone wall beside him. His fist actually punched a small hole in the burning stone wall. Warm hot spring water gushed out from it and it took a long time to condense into ice.

Swain Gunk glanced at his son coldly. As a rare wise man among the Viking pirates, he knew what kind of person his youngest son was. But now, he needed this simple-minded idiot to fight for him with the jealousy in his heart.

"My son, large-scale death fights are not allowed among Viking nobles. This is a rule set by Olaf, the 'Bloody Conqueror', the founding emperor of the Vikings. But hundreds of years have passed, and now no one cares whether this rule exists or not."

"This time the Duke summoned my Fog Duck Town. I have a hunch that the Duke may finally be unable to tolerate Loki, this kid, and will go to war with Hanshui Village!"

"Ten years ago, he refused to give Loki the armband at the suggestion of the great sage Nibru. At that time, I felt that we would definitely go to war with Hanshui Village one day in the future! Later, we attacked Hanshui Village several times, and the Duke turned a blind eye.

"When the old village chief was still alive, we couldn't get in."

"But now, Loki is the only one left among the 'Starrag Boiling Blood Warriors' in Hanshui Village. Can the Duke still let them mess around? ! "

Swain rubbed the bones on the ground vigorously. Then he threw the powdered bones into the bonfire in front of him. The flame exploded with a bang, but immediately faded into a dim ash as if it was poured with a basin of cold water.

"Darkness is darkness!"

Swain said in a deep voice, and then laughed! As the chosen one of the Raven Path, although he did not reach the power of the "Common Sense" Ahai Sequence 5, the Sequence 7 "Ashe Scholar" still gave him the right to observe the oracle through the flame.

The raven made him see the "darkness", which must be that Hanshui Village will perish under the impact of his army. He didn't even consider that he might be destroyed by the hands of Hanshui Village!

"Brothers, let's keep going! The sooner we meet the Duke, the sooner we can occupy the seaport that our ancestors dreamed of! "

After saying this, Swain waved his hand, and nearly 200 mountain warriors holding axes walked out of the deep cave one after another!

These were all the troops in Fog Duck Town. Even if the Duke did not send out any troops, he would be able to flatten Hanshui Village with these 200 people.

He had a hunch that their purpose for this trip was not to plunder

but to annihilate the clan!