The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

Fifteen Dreams

A little wolf cub was licking Lothar’s lips.

Lothar opened his eyes. The little fluffy wolf was startled by him, fell off his chest, and let out a pitiful “woo hoo”.

“Where am I?” Lothar got up and found himself in a cave.

“Woooo…” The little wolf cub came over and began to lick Lothar’s fingers. There were several other little wolves with him. They were all young, but they were well taken care of, and they all looked chubby. , obviously no worries about food.

“Why am I here in the wolf’s den?” Lothar picked up a wolf cub, who stuck out his tongue and cast an innocent look at him.

“Okay, little guy, it looks like you can’t answer my question.” Lothar scratched the little wolf cub’s belly, and it narrowed its eyes in comfort.

Putting down the little wolf cub, Lothar walked out of the cave. To his surprise, the little wolf cubs huddled around his legs and ran out together.Rolling and having fun, pulling on Lothar’s trouser legs.

“Do you want to play with me?” Lothar knelt down and patted the heads of the little wolf cubs, “But I don’t have time, I have to find Ashe. Do you know Ashe? She is a very beautiful girl. .”

The little wolf cubs were still biting Lothar’s trouser legs, as if they refused to let him go.

“Forgive me, little ones, if your mother comes back, I’ll have a headache.” Lothar smiled wryly.

Lothar raised his gaze, and in front of him was a dry forest, the branches of which were lowered by the snow, and the figure of a female wolf shuttled through it.

A she-wolf made of ice.

The moment Lothar saw her, he felt the body temperature of the little wolf cubs in his hands drop rapidly, and instantly became as cold as ice.

They are also made of ice, they have no life, they are just moving ice.

Normally, when Lothar sees such a weird scene, he should immediately draw out his weapon to defend himself, and even if he dies, he will kill the enemy. But for some reason, Lothar was surrounded by the cold little wolves, watching the she-wolf running in the snowy forest, feeling extremely calm.

The female wolf ran up to Lothar.

She is definitely the most beautiful wolf Lothar has ever seen. The whole body is the color of ice crystals, the fur is composed of frost, and the sun shines on her, but there is no sign of melting.

Such a beautiful creature has ugly blemishes on its body.

A pair of empty eyes.

Grim scars covered her eyes, and she seemed to be staring at Lothar, but also as if she wasn’t looking at him at all.

“I’m sorry, these are your children. I didn’t mean to hurt them, so I’ll give them back to you.” Lothar didn’t want to conflict with this mysterious magical creature. Push in the direction of the wolf.

Click!

The little wolf cubs shattered in Lothar’s hands.

“…” Lothar was silent for a while, then smiled awkwardly at the she-wolf, “I didn’t mean to.”

The she-wolf moved, and the ice crystals all over her body began to deform, and the fallen ice shards piled up under her feet, like a skirt.

She turned into a woman.

The woman is tall and beautiful, with an appearance that seems to have come out of a story, her skin is abnormally white, her long silver hair is coiled into two high buns, and her gorgeous ice blue dress emits a faint cold light , wrapped around her slender body.

Lothar had never seen such a tall woman, and he felt that the strong men in the tribe might not be as tall as her.

Lothar has never seen such a beautiful woman, even Ashe is slightly inferior to her.

But different from Ashe’s agile eyes, this woman’s eyes covered by her long hair are covered by several terrible scars, and there is nothingness in the eye sockets.

“Witch” Lothar has never seen witches. They only exist in stories that old people use to lull children to sleep.

The “Child of the Wolf” witch spoke, her voice was like sharp ice crystals, sharp and brittle.

Lothar was even more convinced that the beautiful woman in front of her was a witch. Even if she wasn’t, she must be someone who was proficient in magic. Usually only Frost Priests and Beastwalkers would call him “Child of the Wolf”.

“Why did I appear in your dream?” the witch asked.

“In my dream.” Lothar was taken aback, “Is this a dream?”

The witch didn’t answer Lothar’s question. The ice cubes at her feet began to squirm, and she was brought to Lothar. Lothar was a little nervous. The witch was too close, and she was much taller than Lothar. His His face was almost close to the witch’s towering chest, and he could even smell her body.

It tastes like ice.

“You are really tall.” Since the witch took the initiative to come, Lothar naturally began to appreciate the deep grooves exposed on the witch’s tube top.

In fact, Lothar didn’t know where to put his eyes. The witch’s empty eyes made him somewhat conflicted.

The witch didn’t seem to care about Lothar’s peeping sight. She put her hands on Lotha’s shoulders. Even through the thick fur, Lothar could feel the coldness of the witch’s hands.

“You are not an Iceborn.” The witch said.

“Yes, I’m not.” Lothar said frankly.

“You don’t know magic.” The witch said again.

“No one taught me.” Lothar shrugged.

“You are not a strong warrior either.” The witch said again.

“My coming-of-age ceremony has not yet arrived, and I am not good at fighting. Hunting is more suitable for me.”

“You are dying.” The witch finally said.

“I’m about to die.” The words opened Lothar’s memories. When he remembered, he seemed to have taken a True Ice weapon and thrown it at Ashe beyond his control.

Lothar scratched his head: “It seems… yes…”

The witch didn’t speak any more, and kept staring at Lothar with empty eyes.

She let go of Lothar’s shoulders, and lightly touched Lothar’s heart with a white finger, then turned and left.

Lothar watched the witch walk away with the ditch on her chest reluctantly, and he shouted: “Who are you!”

“We won’t meet again.”

The witch left the last sentence. She turned her back on Lothar and shattered.

She turned into thousands of ice chips, fell into the snow, and merged with the snow.

“What a weirdo.” Lothar whispered, “But he’s really pretty.”

Lothar suddenly felt very sleepy, very sleepy, and his eyelids kept fighting. He turned around and walked back to the wolf den. There were no wolf cubs in the wolf den.

Lothar lay on the ground and fell into a deep sleep.

…

Plop…

Ashe opened her eyes suddenly. She was still crying on Lothar’s chest, but she felt a twitch on her cheek.move.

“Lotha!” Ai Xi hurriedly stood up, pressing her hands hard on Lotha’s heart. She couldn’t let this miraculous heartbeat disappear.

Plop… plop… plop…

Although it was very weak, Lothar’s heartbeat returned.

“That’s great… that’s great…” Ashe’s fingers felt Lothar’s warm breath, very subtle, but it was evidence that he was still alive.

Ashe looked at Lothar’s face. The boy was sleeping soundly, with a slight smile on his face.

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Lissandra is not a very popular deity in the Freljord folk. Lissandra is widely believed to be a wielder of powerful magic as well as a weaver of intrigue, an evil god who loves to bring winter and war, and steal the dreams of mortals. Although the Frost Priests who believe in Lissandra have made a lot of contributions in various tribes to promote Lissandra’s greatness and kindness, the respect for Lissandra among the common people comes more from their fear of her.

——Excerpt from “Valoran Travels: The Freljord