The lone wolf of Freyrdrand

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Udyr slowly turned back into a human form. He looked at Lothar who was protecting him in his arms. The boy was covered in blood, but his life was safe.

“Huh…” Udyr let go of the stone hanging in his heart, he didn’t want to lose another former disciple.”Ahhh!” An angry roar interrupted Udyr’s train of thought, it was the berserker who helped him defeat the giant bear.

Olaf was completely bruised at the moment, and when he faced the thunder head-on, his whole body was covered with horrific and severe burns. Udyr even felt that it was a miracle that he was still alive.

Olaf threw away the twin axes, hammered his chest furiously, and let out an indistinct curse.

Udyr sighed. He also knew that Berserkers would not recognize anything when they went crazy. Even if they were seriously injured, they would not consider their injuries at all.

Udyr transformed into a brown bear form, and slapped the berserker’s back with his broad paw. Olaf’s eyes turned white, and he passed out.

Udyr looked in the direction of the giant bear’s corpse. The scorched smell came from the corpse, and the rotting flesh and blood spread all over the floor, making people sick.

The hunting lord was not killed by the thunder. He stood on top of the corpse, with bad blood and rotten flesh covering its ankles.

“I’m leaving, Nazak.” Udyr suppressed the sadness in his heart, said loudly, and immediately carried Lothar on his left shoulder, and then carried the fallen berserker on his right shoulder, intending to leave.

“We will meet again.” The hunting lord said darkly, “My lord has already remembered you, and my lord will hunt you down eventually.”

Udyr’s heart tightened, being watched by a god always made him a little scared.

But the fear lasted only for a moment. Udyr finally took a deep look at the hunting lord. On him, Udyr could not find the slightest trace of the melancholy boy in the past.

Udyr turned his head away in silence. He transformed into a strong Ernuk, and carried the unconscious two away.

The hunting lord looked at their backs and muttered, “My lord will eventually reshape the Freljord.”

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Lothar’s nose was filled with the bitter smell of herbs. Udyr was brewing medicine, and Olaf was sleeping with his ax in his arms, his body covered in bandages. The injuries on Olaf’s body were too serious, and even though his physique was far superior to many ice bloodlines, he couldn’t survive.

“You said that this berserker followed you just to seek death.” Udyr smiled and shook his head, “The world is really big and full of wonders.”

Lothar smiled faintly, and looked at Olaf who was still drooling while asleep: “Well…he is also a strange person. This time he should also have a good time. Normally, he should be mad all day long because he didn’t die. Complaining…ahem!”

Lothar coughed lightly, and Udyr looked up at him: “You have suffered internal injuries, take it easy.”

Lothar smiled wryly and said, “It’s just a few words with that bear, and it hurt like this. God really exists beyond common sense.”

Udyr stood up and looked down at the bearman hunting ground from the cliff. The forest in the middle of the hunting ground had a fire that stretched for several kilometers. That was the place where they confronted Volibear not long ago.

“Our battle with the bear spirit lasted no more than twenty breaths.” Udyr looked at the tragedy there with lingering fear, “This is the power of the gods.”

“But you still defeated it, didn’t you?” Lothar said.

Udyr shook his head: “What we are facing is not Volibear himself, but a bear man possessed by him…and… I feel that Volibear is seriously injured.”

“Injury” Lothar was taken aback. Naturally, he would not doubt the interpretation of a powerful beast spirit walker, but he was still surprised, “The bear doesn’t look like it was injured.”

“My feeling can’t be wrong.” Udyr sat down again, facing Lothar, “He was indeed injured.”

Lothar touched his chin: “Who did it to hurt a god?”

Udyr scooped the soup into a bowl and handed it to Lothar: “These things are beyond your control, don’t think too much, and don’t talk nonsense, it will cause trouble.”

Lothar didn’t say anything, took a sip of the soup, and his facial features instantly twisted into a ball: “It’s so bitter.”

“I’ve taught you many times that good medicine tastes bitter.” Udyr said, “You always liked to put sugar flowers in the medicine, and the medicinal properties were destroyed.”

“But that’s sweeter.” Lothar retorted. Udyr was still the same as he remembered, with a fierce and meticulous personality, and he especially liked to lecture people.

Lothar mustered up the courage to take another sip, feeling miserable.

“You really became the blood alliance of Avarosa’s Warmother,” Udyr asked.

Section 59

“Why, don’t you believe me?”

“A little bit.”

“This is a fact.”

“Why did Volibear say you have the breath of the three sisters?”

“I also want to ask him…”

Udyr looked at Lothar with some disappointment, and he recalled the time when he was still leading his disciples a few years ago.

Among his apprentices, Lothar and Nazak have the best relationship. Lothar does not have the talent of the beast spirit walker, but he is very courageous. Old medicine or catch rare birds and animals, and Nazak never refuses. Every time Udyr scolded them, Nazak hid behind Lothar, giggling shyly.

“This time will never come back again…” Udyr sighed in his heart, his disciples are now going their separate ways, and their fate will no longer be disturbed by him.

“Where have you been all these years?” Lothar put down the soup bowl and asked Udyr, “Do you know how long I’ve been looking for you?”

“East.”

“East”

“A land called Ionia, it takes two years to reach it on foot.” Udyr said, “It’s very different from Freljord, they speak different languages ​​and believe in different gods, doing things differently.”Udyr glanced at Lothar: “And I think you look more like the people over there.”

Losa was startled, and pointed to himself: “I am an Ionian.”

Udyr took a closer look at Lothar: “In terms of features…you are indeed more like an Ionian. Dark hair, dark eyes, and yellowish skin…”

Lothar’s mind was a little confused. He knew that he didn’t look like most Freljord people. Other boys had a lot of chest hair since puberty, but he didn’t grow it at all. The difference in appearance is also an important reason why he was often excluded when he was a child, but he never thought that he might actually come from other places.

“Ionia…” Lothar read the word lightly, temporarily putting aside doubts about his life experience, and continued to ask, “Why did you go to such a far place?”

“To temper myself.”

“You still need to temper.” Lothar has always thought that Udyr is very strong, at least he has never seen a beast spirit walker who is more powerful than Udyr.

“Of course, each of us needs tempering.” Udyr said, “You know, I’m very sensitive to beast spirits…”

“Yes, when a dog passes by you, you will imitate it to drool, and once I saw you imitate the dog with legs crossed…” Losa suddenly saw Udyr’s pale face, and hurriedly fell silent .

Udyr glanced at Lothar sullenly: “I met a monk from Ionia.”

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Ionia means the land of birth.

——Ionian proverb