Wren returned to Glamorgan, and it was not yet very late in the night.

No sooner had he sat down in his study and begun to attend to the business of the realm than the butler Fabian hurried in. The Wind Elves were always very busy, taking care of the day-to-day affairs of the castle and receiving visitors, as well as managing the two ports of Glamorgan, as well as numerous properties and taxes.

In Wren's absence, Fabian was the acting head of Glamorgan.

"Your Excellency, you're back. Fabian saluted respectfully.

Wren pointed to the chair in front of the desk, "Thank you for your hard work, sit down." ”

The wind elf sat down as he said and exhaled lightly, as if it was rare to be able to relax so much.

Wren glanced at Fabian and found that his face was not very good, showing a little tiredness, and the big and small things in the territory were pressed on his shoulders alone, and he was busy all day long without touching the ground, constantly running around the castle and the territory, which was indeed not easy.

Fabian is a middle-level elf demon swordsman, and his strength is good, but since following him, his strength has not improved in the slightest, but has regressed, and it is estimated that he will not be able to spare time to cultivate.

Wren felt a little uncomfortable, and said with concern: "Fabian, you have to pay attention to your body. If one person can't keep busy, can you properly leave the less important things to your subordinates to do, or I can appoint one or two assistant butlers to help you share the pressure?"

Fabian was very moved when he heard the first half of the sentence.

But when he heard the back, he almost jumped up, and hurriedly said: "My lord, please rest assured, there is no problem with my body, I guarantee that I can handle everything, and you don't need to appoint others." ”

Seeing that he reacted so violently, Wren immediately understood.

This guy is an official fan, he values power more than his own health and strength, and he is most afraid that others will take away his power.

Now the power in Fabian's hands is second only to himself in Glamorgan, and when he goes outside, no one in the aristocratic class of Modu dares to despise him, and I don't know how many people are vying to curry favor with him, and he flatters countless times, which is countless times more beautiful than a mere tax adjutant in the past.

Close to power, in fact, indirectly also has a part of power.

If you put it in a past life, there is nothing wrong with that.

But Ehrenus is a world of extraordinary powers, and power is dependent on power, and Fabian's concept is somewhat inverted.

But it was his personal choice, to be able to serve himself more attentively, and to do a good job, to be loyal, and to do nothing in secret, Wren let him go.

Even if Fabian has a problem in the future, he can take it down at any time with a word.

In fact, Wren has never let Fabian get involved in the Ultramarines and the Knights of the Spear Wing, and Fabian is also very conscious and has always kept his distance from the armed forces under the command of these two lords.

"Since you don't want to, forget it. Wren said with a smile, "Starting this month, your salary will be doubled." Every year, three percent of the dividends from the two ports will be used as your bonus, and in a few years I will carve out a piece of land in the territory and give you the title of knight. ”

Fabian was stunned for a few seconds, his hands trembling with excitement, and he said gratefully: "It is the honor of my life to be able to serve adults!"

The wind elf bowed deeply, and his eyes were red.

"You deserve it. Wren waved his hand, and he was already very skilled at buying people's hearts with money, "Okay, let's get down to business." ”

"Yes, sir. ”

Fabian sat down again, took a deep breath to calm down, opened his notebook, and said, "There is a very important matter, Duke Silver Star sent a message last week......

"I already know, I've just come back from Lonzander. Wren interrupted him.

"Uh, okay. ”

Fabian was surprised in his eyes, and then he knew that Wren had gone to Longshand, he didn't ask what it was, knowing that it wasn't something he should be concerned about, so he went on to report something else, "My lord, those two distinguished guests from Hightok, Master Noire and Mr. Galadelos, I have already arranged for the people to serve, and I will take a boat to the El Lo River tonight......"

Wren nodded, it looked like the two dragons were going to be playing with Modu for a while.

The two were busy in the study until late at night.

Wren went back to the bedroom, and as soon as he was ready to go to bed, a portal opened next to the bed, and Osiria stepped out of it.

She was wearing only an elegant silk nightgown, her hair was washed with dew, as if she had just taken a bath, her beautiful face was a little flushed, her slender legs were half exposed, and she was bare-skinned with a pair of white beautiful feet, which could be seductive just by looking at it.

"So proactive today?" Wren quipped.

The Iridescent Dragon is a legendary dragon species, with a much longer lifespan than ordinary dragons, and a longer estrous cycle.

Osilia's eyes blinked twice, and she said softly, "I miss you." ”

This simple sentence made Wren's blood surge, he was aroused by the Duke of Silver Star in Longshande, and he finally suppressed it, and now it all burst out at once.

A hearty exercise did not subside until the second half of the night.

Wren leaned on the head of the bed contentedly, and looked down to see that Osilia's rainbow-like eyes were a little hazy, and the confusion caused by exercise gradually dissipated, regaining a cold brilliance, looking at himself without blinking, his eyes seemed to be able to speak.

In the state of a sage, he felt Osiria's attachment and affection for him from the soul contract.

So I couldn't help but hug her smooth fragrant shoulders.

Neither of them was sleepy, and after hugging each other for a long time, Osiria broke the silence: "You just came back today, why did you run to Longshand?"

"Duke Silverstar has summoned me for something. Wren gave a general account of the Duke of Silverstar's plan, but did not mention his family, and finally said: "By the way, I went back to Longshand to get a weapon, and I have been preparing for a long time to get it." ”

"What weapon?" asked Osilia curiously.

Wren didn't hide it from her, if you can't even trust your soulmate, then there is no one in this world who can be trusted. 678

He stretched out his hand and grabbed the hammer of Thor from the void, and said with a smile: "That's it, a hammer." ”

The dark golden warhammer shimmered in the darkness.

Osilia was stunned for a few seconds, then sat up straight, no longer able to maintain her composure and calmness, and said in surprise: "This is Thor's hammer?"

Wren smiled and said nothing, reducing the weight of the control hammer to only a few hundred pounds, and handed it to her.

Osilia took the hammer, her eyes filled with shock.

"It's really Thor's hammer!" she caressed the rune enchantment on the warhammer, feeling the powerful power of thunder and lightning contained in it, and asked in disbelief, "This legendary warhammer has been missing for more than a thousand years, how did you get it?"

"...... from the Ironbeard Fortress," Wren recounted how he got Thor's hammer.

Osiria's eyes lit up as she listened.

After sighing, she seemed to think of something, her face was complicated, and she looked like she wanted to say something. Wren could sense her emotions and asked directly, "What do you want to say?"

"You should know better than I do what Mjolnir symbolizes to the Empire. Osilia sighed lightly, "If others know that you get it, it will definitely cause a huge wave, and many people will be wary of you, or even make enemies of you." ”

"I know. Wren nodded.

Thor's hammer is the symbol of Elfa the Great and has a status unmatched by anything in the Orionse Empire, symbolizing supreme power.

In the previous life, it is equivalent to the jade seal of the country.

And it's a jade seal that allows the owner to gain strong power!

Wren has thought about this problem, he will not easily use Thor's hammer in front of outsiders, and in normal battles, he still uses the knockoff hammer of thunder and lightning as the main one.

The two warhammers are exactly the same in appearance, enough to be fake.

At the same time, this is also a killer move, when everyone thinks that their hammer is just the best war hammer, quietly change to Thor's hammer, give the enemy a hammer, and give them a surprise.

However, Osiria still frowned, "I'm more worried about you. ”

"What's wrong?" Wren was a little puzzled.

"I'm afraid you'll be affected by the curse on the warhammer. Osiria's eyes were filled with unresolvable worry.

Wren shook his head and laughed a few times, comforting, "That's just a rumor. ”

Thor's hammer was not called this name when it was born, it was called "Thunder Warhammer", and the first dwarven supreme king from the Ironbeard clan held it in his hand and made a great name. In the middle of the Third Age, about 6,500 years ago, in the century war between the dwarves and elves, the High King personally used this war hammer to smash the head of the elven Phoenix King and won a great victory.

The Phoenix King is a demigod who is the most well-known foe he has ever slain with a warhammer, the "Skull Crusher". It is rumored that at the time of the defeat, the Phoenix King turned his soul into a curse, and those who wielded the war hammer would be devoured and would not die well.

Sure enough, the first owner of the Warhammer, the supreme king of the Ironbeard Clan, died a decades later in a rebellion within the clan, and was beheaded by his own guards, exposing his body to the wilderness, in short, he died a terrible death.

The next two High Kings with the hammer were also unlucky.

A tyrannical one was eventually pulled down from his throne and executed, while a terrifying "Shogux Troll" was devoured alive and destroyed during the Abyss invasion at the end of the era.

Since then, the warhammer has had that long name, "Thor's Fury, the cursed hammer of the Skullcrusher".

In the New Age, Elfa the Great became the new master of Warhammer and founded the Orion Empire, arguably the greatest monarch in human history.

However, the good times did not last long, and Elfa the Great only sat on the throne of emperor for fifty years, and one day suddenly disappeared, his whereabouts are unknown, and the warhammer disappeared with him.

It wasn't until more than a thousand years later that the fifth master, Walden the Usurper, appeared with a war hammer in his hand, and he rose like a meteor, but he was defeated and died within a few years. In that upheaval, not only Walden himself died, but also the imperial family disappeared, causing the imperial power to fall into the hands of the High Council.

The five masters before and after did not end well in the end.

This confirms rumors of Mjolnir, which is believed to be a cursed legendary weapon.

But Wren didn't find any curse on the warhammer, and after getting it, he didn't feel any discomfort or be affected by it.

In his opinion, the fate of the previous Warhammer masters is unknown, and it should be just a coincidence.

"The curse on the Warhammer is not a rumor, but it is true!"

Osilia spoke in surprise, her voice was a little higher, and she seemed a little excited, which was much different from her previous indifferent temperament.

Wren couldn't help but wonder, the iridescent dragon's reaction was strange, "How do you know?"

She probably had never seen Mjolnir before, but she seemed familiar with Warhammer, which was a bit counterintuitive. It could also be felt in the soul contract that her emotional ups and downs at this time were very strong, which had never happened before, and it was extremely unusual.

Osilia was silent for a long time, but did not explain, shook her head and said, "I just don't want anything to happen to you. ”

Apparently she didn't want to say the real reason just yet.

Wren looked at her seriously for a few seconds, decided not to force the question, and said with a smile: "I have the will of truth and am not afraid of any curse, you can rest assured of this." ”

"Hmm......" Osiria let go and let Thor's hammer escape into the void.

She gently snuggled into Wren's arms and did not speak again, but Wren noticed that her mood was not calm at this time, and the soul eye also saw that her soul was like a ball of paint, constantly changing.

There was silence again in the bedroom.

Wren changed the subject and asked, "My key to the door is already five rings, I can choose a new arcane, do you have any suggestions?"