Sunlight shines through several windows in the walls of the earthen house. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

It has to be said that as the original designer of the house, Morey's architectural talent is obviously not comparable to his ability to handle daily affairs.

The few small windows were far from allowing the morning sun to shine into the house, and although the weather was clear and the whole cliff corner was sunny, it was still very dim in Thor's house.

The small wooden windows were squeaked and swayed back and forth by the sea breeze, and at first the windows in this room were actually just a few holes in the wall, and this kind of small wooden window was a masterpiece that only came after the dwarves joined.

Every few steps hung a torch on the wall, which Ingvar had smeared on the branches with the fat of dragon whales and beeswax collected in the forest, and tied them into bundles.

When the sun goes down, the whole house is lit up by these torches, and it is much brighter than during the day.

Truth be told, if it weren't for discussing things, Thor would rather go to the beach and blow the sea breeze than stay in such a drowsy house.

However, at this time, due to the oppressive atmosphere formed by the dim environment, it inexplicably added to the oppressive momentum of Thor, at least when Toby walked into this room again, he felt a lot more uncomfortable than the last time.

Thor sat in the middle of the throne facing the doorway, on his left, Morey and Diana sat in turn, and on his right hand were Kratos, who had just been called back, and the dwarf Ingvar.

Sunlight streamed in through the windows that had opened in the earthen wall, but it was unable to fully illuminate the figures, and the faces looming in the darkness added a lot of mystery to the main characters of the Soths.

At least when Isl Linjie walked into the room, he was immediately attracted by Kratos' tall body in the dark, and his height of nearly three meters made him taller than the others standing even when he sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Dear Barbarian Nome, Isl Ringer sends you my sincere greetings on behalf of my lord from Worms, the Conrad family, and the lord of Platinum Amber, Miss Susie Conrad. ”

Thor calmly stared at the middle-aged man kneeling in front of him, because he was quite close, he could also see the appearance of the person who came, a boxy face of the Chinese character naturally gave people a sense of stability and reliability.

Beside the man was a scroll-like object, wrapped in a white cloth, and he gently placed it beside him as he saluted on one knee.

Although he seemed to be attracted by Kratos's majestic appearance as soon as he entered, he still quickly calmed down and greeted Thor unhurriedly, every step was impeccable, compared to Toby, who was on one knee with him, looked a little immature, and Thor could clearly capture the unnatural shaking of the young man's wrists.

Thor narrowed his eyes as he looked at the man who identified himself as Isl Linjie, who greeted him in lingua franca, apparently knowing that the people of the tribe could understand the Wotan language, needless to say—turning his gaze to Toby, who he guessed must have told them.

Maybe the reason why the other party came to the door was because of this half-blonde, half-red-haired guy.

No one spoke in the room, the silence darkened the already dim room a little more, the air seemed to condense solid, Toby rubbed his fingers, sweat made his palms moisten a little.

He still didn't understand why that noble lady in high up had suddenly become interested in a group of barbarians in the middle of nowhere.

Also, no matter how interested they were, the nobles didn't have to take the risk themselves, but they had to come back here a second time, and looking at the appearance of the barbarian who had just brought them in, it was obvious that they had already recognized themselves.

"It's not good—" A bitter smile appeared on Toby's face, and he stomped from side to side as he secretly planned an escape route.

The most calm was Islinger, who had been left untouched by no one after introducing himself, but he was unmoved, reaching into his arms and gently pulling out a white envelope.

The envelope is made of soft white paper, white and snowy, and a brown-red rose-shaped wax is tightly attached to the seal, which is used as a fire paint seal for the letter.

"This is the letter that Miss Susie has commanded me to give you. As he spoke, the middle-aged man gently wanted to take a step forward, and his thick wrist gently held the envelope as if he wanted to hand it to Thor.

But when he was stopped by Kratos and kept the man in place so that he didn't get too close to Thor himself, Kratos took the letter from the other man's hand and turned around and handed it to the tribe's Noam.

Islinger didn't struggle, and after letting Kratos take the letter, he retreated back to where he had been, and waited quietly for Thor to open it.

Saul took the letter from Kratos's hand, unsealed the wax with a solemn expression, and gently put the rose-shaped fire paint into the palm of his hand, and only when he got close did he smell the burst of fragrance from the fire paint, presumably the best pine wax must have been used in the production, the brown-red rose was soft and spread in his hand, and in the dim light, it was impossible to distinguish the real from the fake, like a freshly picked rose.

Opening the soft envelope and pulling out a piece of creamy yellow letterhead, Thor twisted slightly to allow the light to get a little closer to the surface of the paper, and then read it carefully.

After a while, Thor raised his head, quietly handed the letter to Morey in his left hand, and said lightly to Islinger, who was standing in place with his head down:

"I have received your master's invitation, and please go back and tell Miss Conrad that Thor is honored to receive her invitation, and will visit Worms another day. ”

After speaking, he nodded slightly at the black tooth standing by the door, signaling that he could send off the guest.

When Blacktooth came behind the two and was about to take them away, Islinger waved his hand unhurriedly, picked up the scroll wrapped in white cloth beside him, and said to Thor:

"There are many pirates in the South China Sea, and the sea route from Badhorn to Worms is not smooth. As he spoke, he untied the white cloth to reveal the contents of it, which turned out to be a triangular sea flag and a piece of brocade.

Giving Thor the two things by Blacktooth's hand, Israel Linker calmly recounted, "This is the flag of the Conrad family and the chart to Worms, which Miss Susie lent to Nome so that you can travel safely between the two places. ”

Thor didn't expect to receive such a thing, the pennant in his hand was silver-bottomed and gold-faced, and the bright silver flag was woven with brocade, and the rose was tattooed with gold thread, which was very beautiful.

The other chart was fine, he had also obtained a chart of the voyage from Paladin, which was much more complete than the one that led to Worms alone.

At this time, Islinger did not delay any longer, and bowed again, and said to Thor, "Since the letter has been delivered, we will not stay any longer, and ask Lord Nome to go to Worms as soon as possible, and not to make Miss Susie wait." ”

After saying that, he turned around and walked directly out of the house with Toby.

Under the "watch" of Black Tooth, the two of them made their way out of the cliff and down to the beach, where several barbarian warriors were watching the two emaciated servants, the rowing boatmen who had carried them both ashore.

Blacktooth waved his hand, motioned for the two boatmen to be released, and watched the four of them get on a small wooden boat together.

The frightened boatman hurriedly rowed towards a galleon in the shallow water, and Blacktooth silently looked at Islingje standing on the bow of the ship on the shore, not knowing what to think.

Toby on the boat finally breathed a sigh of relief, slowly leaned on the edge of the small wooden boat, looked at the deserted beach that was gradually getting smaller and smaller in his field of vision, and asked the middle-aged man standing in the middle of the boat:

"Miss Conrad really thinks about this group of barbarians?"

As soon as he finished asking Toby, he regretted it, it seemed that he shouldn't have asked this kind of question in his current status, but he didn't expect Islinger to look at him lightly, and actually replied out loud:

"It doesn't matter if you're a barbarian or not, what matters is what kind of value you have. He withdrew his gaze and looked again at the desolate corner, and continued to say to Toby:

And the young lady just gave the opportunity to show her value, so why is she "very optimistic"?