The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

Frost Harbor

Lothar still refused to say who the opponent he was looking for for Olaf was, and Ashe did not continue to press her. She believed that if it was not forced, Lothar would never insist on keeping it from her.

The two tacitly began not to discuss this matter.

“After I go to talk to the Rockfarer tomorrow, the fleet will set off no matter whether it succeeds or not.” Ashe took the initiative to change the subject.

Lothar nodded: “Actually, being able to recruit Olaf, this trip is already worthwhile… If he really has the strength to kill the Sea Kukui on his own.”

“Olaf’s true strength will be known after he leaves with us.” Ashe looked at the map, “What I have to decide now is another matter.”

“What’s up?”

“Frost Harbor.” Ashe pointed to the location on the map, “My mother told me that it was the capital of Avarosa a long time ago.”

“Really? I always thought the capital was Lakstark.”

“Lackstark is the holy city of Avarosa, not the capital, but Frostport.” Ashe looked at the territory on the map, “Avarosa used to be one of the largest tribes in the Freljord. One, but it was broken in my generation…”

“So you’re working hard to rebuild Avarosa now, aren’t you? It’s bigger than Glenna, or even Avarosa’s own tribe.”

“I don’t have that much ambition…”

“But you hope that more people can live and work in peace and contentment under your rule. This does not conflict with ambition.”

“In short, I plan to announce the official establishment of the new Avarosa tribe in Frost Harbor and become a war mother.” Ashe looked at Lothar nervously, “What do you think? Is it a little too urgent?”

“Just do what you want,” Lothar shrugged. “Anyway, there will be a ceremony sooner or later. To be honest, I’m more concerned about when we make our vows.”

Ashe thought for a while: “How about…just in Frost Harbor, and hold my War Mother ceremony and your blood alliance oath together.”

Lothar opened his eyes wide, surprised and delighted: “Didn’t you say to wait until we are adults?”

“I thought about it carefully, and it’s still a bit late to get married as an adult. I’m almost seventeen years old, so I should have gotten married and had children two or three years ago.” Ashe stroked her hair and said shyly, “You Do you have any comments?”

“No, no, no! I strongly support it!” Lothar was so excited that he started kissing Ash on the face.

“Okay, you lecherous wolf cub.” Ashe smiled and cursed and pushed Lothar away, “Go to sleep, we have to leave tomorrow. I’ll sleep after reading the map.”

“Good!” Lothar happily hummed a ditty, and got into bed.

Watching Lothar close her eyes, the tenderness in Ashe’s eyes slowly turned into worry.

“What are you hiding from me? Lothar.”

…

The negotiations between Ashe and Locke went fairly smoothly.

The Lockfarers did not agree to join Ashe’s Avarosa tribe in the end, but the two sides reached a short-term covenant of cooperation. The Lokfar people will not plunder the tribes that have joined Avarosa, and the price the Avarosa tribe needs to pay is to send people to help the Lokfar people fight against the giant monsters on the sea.

Although the Lockefarers were not subdued, both Ashe and Lothar felt that this was a good start.

“I’m afraid you Lokfar people have long brains, and the condition of the covenant is to let the allies help to hunt them down.” After learning the specific content of the treaty, Lothar laughed at Olaf beside him.

“That’s it!” Olaf patted his muscular chest proudly, as if taking Lothar’s teasing as a compliment, “Everyone in my family is kind!”

Muthas, the leader of the Lokfar people, has no opinion on Olaf’s going with Ashe. According to Ashe, he seems to be still

I’m quite happy to finally send away this disobedient guy, Olaf.

“Anchor! Sail!” Following Ashe’s order, the fleet sailed away from the Lokfa Peninsula.

The members of the fleet are all from various coastal tribes on the west coast of the Freljord. Ashe has no shortage of excellent navigators and sailors, and they arrived at Frost Harbor smoothly after ten days.

“This is the first time for me to come here.” Olaf marveled at the land under his feet. “A city in a frozen bay, interesting.”

Lothar is exploring the city of Frost Harbor. As the former capital of Avarosa, there are quite a few ancient buildings in Ningshuang Port, but they have been left unattended for many years. Only passing business travelers will stop here.

“This city is too cold.” Lothar shivered. “Anivia must have passed here when she was flying, and she might have lost a few feathers. No wonder not many people live there.”

“This is just convenient for us.” Ashe put a blanket on Lothar’s body. She is of ice blood, not veryFeeling cold, “After staying at sea for so long, it’s time to take a rest here.”

“When will the ceremony be held?” Lothar asked.

“Just tonight.” Ashe took a deep breath, “Establish it early so that my people don’t have to worry.”

“I want to attend the banquet!” Olaf would not miss any chance to eat and drink.

“All right, all right, I won’t leave you behind.” Lothar and Olaf got along for a while, and also figured out the temperament of this fighting madman.

“Also, Lothar.” Ashe took Lothar’s hand and shook hands with him. “Tonight… we will make a vow.”

…

The fire in the brazier was ignited high, and the long banquet table was made of waste wood on the deck, filled with various seafood dishes, and of course the most unforgettable thing – honey wine.

Olaf scratched his head anxiously. He really wanted to drink, but he was not allowed to drink until Ashe’s ceremony was over.

In desperation, Olaf had no choice but to “fight” with more than a dozen boiled crabs, looking for a little bit of delicious crab meat from their carapaces.

An ice crystal arrow shot into the sky and exploded into countless bright ice crystals.

Cheers erupted at the banquet, because everyone knew that their leader was about to appear.

Olaf also cheered, because he was finally about to drink.

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Anivia is one of the native gods of the Freljord. She is the god of ice, snow and winter, and her image is an ice crystal phoenix. She is the sister of the ram Ornn, the god of fire and forging, and the giant bear Volibear, the god of storm and war. According to legend, Anivia is the guardian of the Freljord and will protect all kind creatures on the frozen ground.

The cold wind that she fanned while flying froze a large area of ​​the Freljord, and the place where she stopped was frozen for thousands of miles. Anivia is also an immortal god. According to legend, she has experienced death and rebirth countless times, so Anivia is also a god believed by doctors.

——Excerpt from “Valoran Travels: The Freljord