The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

Delivery

“Why did Dracron hunt and kill the Notai people?” Lothar looked at the distant battlefield. From the movement, Bron and Olaf should still be fighting, and their roars resounded through the sky. Delacron’s cavalry bypassed them and rushed directly to the snow-capped mountains.

“Damn it! It’s impossible for the Nuotai people to outrun the cavalry!” Lothar looked back at the pregnant woman. The snow cave he was looking for was not in the direction of the cavalry. Neither he nor the pregnant woman would be found.

“What should I do? Let her have a baby alone?” Lothar thought rapidly. After a while, several plans emerged in his mind, but none of them could be completed with his strength.

Weak and small.

Is this the first time Lothar has felt his weakness?

Lothar can’t remember clearly. He has only so many abilities, and he can only do what he can do.

Lothar silently went back to help the pregnant woman deliver the baby. He knew that this was the only option at present, and he couldn’t stop the iron hooves of the Delacron cavalry by himself.

The baby’s head has been half exposed from the pregnant woman’s birth canal. This is the most difficult time. If the pregnant woman uses too much force, the lower body may be torn because the fetus’ head is too big.

“Relax, you can do it, don’t think too much, just let him slide out.” Lothar continued to instruct the pregnant woman how to exert strength, but there was a hint of disappointment in her voice.

The fetus was born slowly, first the head, then the shoulders, and finally the two delicate legs.

Lothar put the knife in his mouth, and gently held the baby’s head until his whole body slipped out of the birth canal.

Lothar placed the wet, sticky fetus on his lap, and cut off his umbilical cord with a knife.

The baby didn’t cry loudly, but closed his eyes and wept weakly. Lothar felt his breath with his fingers. The child’s breath was very weak, but he was still breathing after all. It seemed that his life should not be in danger.

“My child…” The young woman of the Notai tribe called weakly.

Lothar cut off a piece of her own clothes, wrapped the baby as a temporary swaddle, and then gently sent the baby to the young mother’s arms: “It’s a boy.”

The young woman took the baby, and the premature baby was thin and wrinkled, and other mothers in the Freljord would only regret seeing their babies like this-such babies are in the Freljord. It’s hard to live long.

But this young woman from Nuotai didn’t seem to care about these things at all at the moment. She just looked at her child with great joy and wept with joy.

Lothar comforted: “Don’t cry, you need a good rest now.”

“Thank you…” The young woman gave Lothar a grateful glance, “You… are a good person…”

“Nice guy?” Lothar smiled self-deprecatingly.

The young woman didn’t talk to Lothar anymore, she just kept looking at the baby in her arms, as if she forgot the pain in her body, forgot that the Frost Guard’s attack was not over, and even forgot that there was a boy staying with her in the snow cave . Now, her children are her whole world.

“Huh~huh…huh~” The young woman softly hummed a song and sang it to the baby.

The singing was a little sad, but it seemed a little cheerful. Lothar listened quietly.

“Is this the song of the Notai Clan?” Lothar thought to himself. The song sung by the young woman seemed to contain a lot of complicated emotions. Just listening to it, Lothar felt mixed feelings for a moment.

A burst of noise reached Lothar’s ears again, but it didn’t come from the cavalry or Bron, but from the mountain.

Something was approaching them at a fairly fast speed.

“I’ll go out and have a look, and you stay here first.” Lothar ran out of the snow cave in a state of dismay, looking in the direction of the sound.

“What is that?”The thing was when Lotharmon got it.

A large group of snow-white fur balls was stepping on a wooden board, and slid down from the snow like flying. The strange thing is that there seems to be something screaming among them.

“Poro!” Lothar recognized them, they were the little guys beside Braum, and a burly Poro standing at the front of the board made Lotha’s eyes shine.

Lothar recognized it. It was Bron’s best friend and also Xiaoqiang’s father. When Lothar was only a few years old and first met Braum, this Poro was already an older and experienced leader in the Poro group.

More importantly, it is a very powerful Poro.

“Big Kui!” Lothar raised his arms and shouted, shouting the name of the burly Poro, “This way!”

The burly Poro named Big Kui noticed Lothar. He hit the hammer hard on the snow on the side of the board, and the sliding direction of the board was changed, heading towards Lothar. Then it thrust the hammer handle into the snow and stopped firmly in front of Lothar.

The little Poro came down from the wooden board happily. It seemed that they were having a good time. There was a person sitting on the wooden board, which turned out to be the boy from the tavern. He was the one who made the scream that Lothar heard just now.

“Oh my God…I feel…I’m about to pee my pants…” The boy said in shock. The skiing just now seemed to have left a lot of psychological shadows on him.

Although the game was unexpected, Lothar didn’t ask the boy what he was doing here. Time was running out, and he didn’t want to waste any of it.

Lothar knelt down in front of Da Kui, and asked earnestly, “Since you are here, is the king also here?”

Da Kui shook his beard, he didn’t seem to like Lothar very much, but he still nodded.

“Great!” Lothar picked it up regardless of Big Kui’s objections, and let it look at the Dracron cavalry in the distance. “Can you let the king stop them?”

Da Kui looked at the cavalry. Their speed was very fast and they were almost reaching the foot of the mountain.

Da Kui thought for a while, stretched out his little paw, and gestured to Lothar as an OK gesture.

“Great!” Lothar was overjoyed. With Poro’s help, a plan in his mind could be realized.

“What is Wang Wang?” The boy asked doubtfully, rubbing his butt that was so painful from being pinched by the wooden plank.

But Lothar didn’t explain to him, but said to him anxiously: “Can you help? I’m going to stop the Frost Guard. There is a woman who just gave birth in the cave over there. Go and help me take care of him.” .!”

The boy was dumbfounded, completely unable to digest what Lothar said just now: “The parturient has just given birth.”

“She had a normal delivery, so she should be fine. You just need to be by her side. This will protect you.” Lothar put down Da Kui, threw a knife to the servant, and then quickly ran away with Da Kui .

“This…” The boy was in a mess in the wind and snow with a knife in his hand. He finally made up his mind to go down the mountain and fight with the hero Bron. He never thought it would end like this. Much younger than me, why are you calling me around…”

In the snow cave on the side, there was a melody hummed softly by a woman.

The little Poro who stayed here jumped and ran into the snow cave one after another.

“Ahhh! I don’t care anymore!” The boy gave up thinking and ran into the snow cave with a knife.

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The value of giving birth to a newborn is as important as beheading ten enemies on the battlefield.

——Winter’s Claw proverb