Taidamir comes from the Mountain Clan, but there are few members left of the tribe today.

One cold night in the depths of winter, his people were nearly slaughtered by the Darkspawn Sword Demon Aatrox.

Sadly, Tedamir didn't even know who his enemies were, and when he arrived in Avarosa, he had to use a frantic challenge to justify his clan in order to seek refuge from Ash.

In the future, he will also be lucky enough to be Ash's only blood alliance.

Blood alliance, that is, partner, husband, this is the unique name of Freljord, and perhaps for the Freljord people, it is more important to form a covenant under the blood oath, to be a partner who fights side by side, rather than something like love.

It is worth mentioning that because Freljord is a matriarchal society, usually, women marry men, and there are many combinations of polyandry, especially the war mothers of the tribe, there will basically be multiple blood alliances.

For example, Ash's mother, Glenna, had at least five Blood Alliances.

The reason why Ash has only one blood alliance and chooses Tedamir, who has nothing, is because of the choice of last resort under special circumstances.

Originally, it was just a political marriage, and there was no affection between the parties.

The newborn Avarosa is not just a tribe, but a vast alliance of many tribes, of which Ash is the leader.

These tribes were brought together by her status as the reincarnation of Avarosa, but not all of them shared the same lofty ideals as Ash.

Moreover, man's desires are endless.

As alliances grow larger, they become more complex, and more and more intrigues lurk under prosperity.

Fight openly and secretly, fight for power and profit.

Ash knew all of this, and she was at the center of the political struggle.

Just as the situation of ancient Chinese emperors would be unstable without descendants, the war mother should also talk about marriage.

However, choosing a husband from any major tribe will only anger the other tribes and may cause the great alliance to collapse in an instant.

Ash could also choose multiple husbands and divide them equally, but that would only bring the tribal strife into his own account, and the conflict would turn into a bloody war, which would be the same as the previous option.

In the end, Ash's answer is that he has nothing and is the only blood alliance.

He has nothing, and choosing him will not cause the envy of other tribes, and he is strong enough to both deal with the challenges of those who are unwilling and give her help to suppress some conflicts.

Of course, true love also sprouted between them in the future, but in the beginning, it was indeed Ash's sacrifice.

For the sake of her ideals, she had to put on a mask and become what everyone else wanted, but it didn't match her heart, she had to pretend to believe that she was the reincarnation of Avalosa, she had to endure a lot of pressure, and now she had to take her own love.

A young girl who has done this is not only rare, but great.

The world is not so good, and not everyone is as completely impressed by Ash's ideas as Balf, with internal intrigues and external threats...... Each has the potential to destroy the seemingly mighty Avalosa.

From the very beginning, she knew that when she chose her ideals, she embarked on the most difficult path.

Even Ash herself didn't know how far she could go, she could only take one step and another, carefully trekking through this path full of unknowns.

However, the most important thing for Ash now is to win this war against the Wild Spear Tribe.

If it fails, then everything will be in vain, whether it is ideals or intrigues, it will be meaningless.

Although she was convinced that she could achieve the ultimate victory, Ash felt her anger build up as she watched the people who were dying, almost erupting from her eyes, devouring the crazy woman in front of her.

Only the constant chill of the longbow in her hand could calm her down.

Ash knew very well that in the battlefield, once reason is consumed by anger, death is not far away.

Her fingers hooked the bowstring, and with a slight tug, the cold air gathered and automatically condensed into a sharp ice arrow.

Sou.

A sharp sound of breaking wind sounded, and blue ice arrows instantly swooped down on the enemy's face.

But the crazy woman seemed to be extremely calm at this time, as if she had already calculated the trajectory of the arrow, picked up the giant axe in her hand, and smashed it at the moment when the arrow was approaching.

It seems to be thrilling, but in fact it is as stable as an old dog.

Ash's face remained unchanged, this scene had been repeated many times, and she had long since lost the idea of killing her easily.

However, as long as the stalemate continues, she will win with the geographical advantage!

Ash pulled the longbow again and again, but at the same time did not give up looking for the flaw, looking forward to the moment when he would be killed with one blow.

Just when she thought that the situation would not change much in a short period of time, suddenly, a black streamer streaked by.

Ash's face changed dramatically.

To be an archer, you must first have a keen sense and good judgment, and Ash is undoubtedly the best in this regard.

But at the moment, she didn't know where this light came from and where it was going.

Fast, uncomparably fast.

If her arrow is fast that is difficult for the eye to catch, it is lightning, it is thunder, it is the light of the sun when it rises, beyond everything, even beyond her imagination.

When she realized it existed, the outcome was already doomed.

The next moment, Ash felt the cold.

The cold was something Freljord was all too familiar with, and the ice in her hand was the coldest extreme, but the cooling at the moment was different.

Suddenly, Ash felt as if even his own soul was frozen.

The blood flow became slower and slower as the heart began to beat weakly, and every inch of muscle stiffened.

As a cold bloodline, even if you are naked and buried in the ice and snow all night, you shouldn't be so unbearable.

However, Ash soon understood that it was not his icy blood that had disappeared, nor was it an illusion, the truth was that this was not real cold at all, but an unimaginably terrifying murderous aura.

Pure murderousness.

The reason why I feel cold is only because my body loses sensation due to fear.

Realizing this didn't reassure Ash, but made her look more solemn.

Some kind of ...... An extremely terrifying existence appeared.

She wasn't sure if it was an enemy, but a shadow cast over her mind.

This level of murderous spirit is not a good stubble no matter how you look at it, and once you become an enemy, this war will have another variable out of thin air.

Ash was worried, but soon he was stunned, and another thought came to his mind.

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