The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

: The Heralding Eagle

Leaving the territory of Demacia, with a slight apology to Lacus, Lothar set foot on the way home.

This trip to Demacia actually failed to resolve many doubts in Lothar’s mind.

Where did the joker go?

What exactly are Evelyn and that nightmare demon?

And when Lothar met Evelyn when he was ten years old, how did he get saved?

None of these questions have been answered.

“You can already see Frost Harbor.” Because both Lothar and Olaf had serious injuries, they rushed slowly, and it took a long journey to see the shadow of Frost Harbor. Lothar The desire to see Ashe again became more and more urgent.

“Don’t forget the mead you owe me.” Olaf reminded, “There are eight barrels in total! If there is one barrel missing, I will go back to Lokfar and quit!”

“Yes, yes, yes.” Lothar rolled his eyes, “You really don’t recognize alcohol, but you are indispensable.”

“I always feel like you’re playing tricks on me.” Olaf stroked his beard. “If you dare to say goodbye to me, tell your wife that you fucked up with a little girl in Demacia!”

Lothar was so angry that he almost vomited blood: “What is hooking up! My ass and I are just friends!”

“Who would believe it?” Olaf snorted, “You little brat has learned to be merciful before all your hair grows. If your wife finds out, she will stab you to death with Zhenbing!”

Lothar didn’t know whether to laugh or cry. He actually had a clue to be taken advantage of by a big fool like Olaf, and this guy no matter whatIt didn’t make sense, so Lothar had to admit it, and promised to give him the wine as soon as he returned to Ningshuanggang.

A loud eagle’s cry echoed among the mountains, and Lothar looked up: “It’s the heralding eagle.”

“It seems that the Freljord is welcoming us.” Back in his homeland, although Olaf couldn’t see it on the surface, he was actually a little happy in his heart.

Lothar watched the Herald Eagle soaring in the sky, flying towards the direction of Frost Harbor: “I don’t know what happened to Ashe, I hope there is nothing wrong.”

“Mother-in-law, go back and have a look. I’m going to the tavern first, and I won’t wait for you.” Olaf said, unable to resist the temptation to go back to Frost Harbor to drink honey wine, and ran directly down the snowy slope.

“Wait for me!” Lothar hurriedly chased after him, muttering, “I really don’t know what this pervert is doing, his injury is still not fully healed, and he runs faster than a snow leopard…”

It took Lothar a lot of energy to barely keep up with Olaf, and the injury on his foot almost didn’t re-open due to this.

Breathing the cold Freljord wind mixed with ice slag while running, Lothar felt his chest and lungs start to ache, but when he saw a beautiful figure coming out of Frost Harbor from a distance, all the pain disappeared. Gone in an instant.

“Ash!” Lothar shouted his wife’s name, and he clearly saw the girl with a joyful smile on her face, waving at him.

I haven’t seen you for more than a month, and this silver-haired girl has become even more attractive. Wearing a brand-new dark blue tunic, short skirt and knee-high boots, her fair arms and thighs were exposed in the ice and snow, showing her identity as an ice-born who is not afraid of the cold.

Lothar strode forward, almost rushing to hug Ashe.

“Hahahahaha! Miss me!” Lothar lifted Ashe high with one arm, and hugged her in circles like a naive child.

“Put me down!” Ashe blushed and patted Lothar, her fists were as gentle as if she was beating her back. “There are still people here!”

Lothar glanced at the Avarosa people who were watching the excitement, and said angrily, “Go! Don’t disturb your war mother’s good business!”

The tribesmen dispersed amidst a burst of laughter, and Ashe gently pinched the soft flesh on Lothar’s waist: “What’s my good thing!”

“Isn’t it a good thing to be intimate with a long-lost blood alliance?” Lothar kissed Ashe’s lips fiercely, regardless of whether she agreed or not, his tongue crazily drilled into her mouth.

Ashe resisted Lothar twice with her tongue first, then gave up her defense and entangled with Lothar’s tongue.

I don’t know how long they kissed, but Lothar let go only when both of them felt as if they were about to suffocate.

Ashe’s face was flushed, her eyes were rippling, and she gave Lothar a happy smile.

“It’s great to be married.” Lothar sighed sincerely.

“By the way, how did you come out to greet me when you knew I was back? I didn’t tell you.” Lothar was still reluctant to let go of Ashe, and kept hugging her slender waist.

Ashe smiled mysteriously: “Guess.”

Lothar pondered for a while: “Could it be that you know how to perform magic tricks on the shamans of some tribe?”

“That’s not true.” Ashe laughed, then pointed to the sky.

Lothar looked up, and in the blue sky, the heralding eagle was still circling.

“No way.” Lothar looked at Ashe in surprise.

Ashe blinked triumphantly, and blew a clear whistle, the Herald Eagle actually started to dive down.

Ashe stretched out her arm, and a sturdy Herald Eagle stretched out its talons, and landed firmly on her leather wristband.

“You trained a Herald Eagle.” Lothar was greatly surprised. “I’ve only been away for less than two months. How did you do it?”

It’s no wonder that Lothar was surprised. The Herald Eagle is one of the most famous magical creatures in the Freljord, and many tribes respect it as a spirit beast. But the Herald Eagle is not very close to humans by nature, and generally only powerful beast spirit walkers can become partners with it.

The Herald Eagle has a vigorous body, bright yellow back feathers, snow-white belly feathers, and a blue magic stream overflowing from the fierce eagle eyes. Ashe saw Lothar’s surprised look, the corners of his mouth couldn’t help but started to rise: “Do you think I’ve been idle here since you left? Do you know how to join the Brown Feather Tribe in Avarosa?”

Section 38

“I know, those guys whose clothes are full of bird feathers.”

“They are a tribe that is good at training birds. When I was mediating conflicts among the tribes, the leader of the Brown Feather tribe secretly found me and said that their tribe is relatively poor and has nothing to dedicate to me as a war mother. They can only teach me training. Bird Art.”

Lothar laughed dumbfoundedly: “No one bribes by teaching others, the territory of the Brown Feather Tribe is also interesting.”

“You don’t know, after you left, how many tribes thought of ways to offer me things, and I couldn’t even push them.” Ashe sighed, “Now our house is full of all kinds of rare treasures. , It’s almost out of piles, and I’m still struggling with how to bring these things to Rakstark safely.”

“This is also normal. After all, those tribes came here because of you, and they have no blood relationship with each other. It will take a long time to really treat each other as compatriots.” Lothar looked at the foreshadowing Eagle side said.

“There is no blood connection… Is the gap really that big?” Ashe sighed.

“This is pretty good, anyway, everyone grew up in the land of the Freljord.” Lothar stuck out his tongue, “If you go to Demacia with me this time, you will know that Demacia How much hatred the West Asians have for the Freljord people, Olaf and I are basically yelled and beaten when we are exposedof. ”

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The Herald Eagle is a magical animal unique to the Freljord.

This kind of eagle only lives on the towering snow-capped mountains. It is very rare. Many Freljord tribes regard the heralding eagle as a symbol of good omen.

Legend has it that the Herald Eagles can fly without hindrance in any huge snowstorm, and their eyes can clearly see the scene thousands of miles away through the snowstorm. There are rumors that they have a bit of blood from the ice crystal phoenix Anivia, which gives them such unique magical abilities.

——Excerpt from “Valoran Travels: The Freljord