The archangel named Suna hesitated for a moment, withdrew her dagger, and pushed the door in with snow marks. The temperature in the study was high.

It is a study room decorated entirely with solid wood and a roof of traditional wooden beams, which is delicate and intricate, uncovered, simple and clear. The wooden panels on the walls are unpainted, maintaining their original wooden color, and the walls are hung with various animal heads, all of which are rare beasts. Directly on the opposite wall is a display case containing the tusks of the long-extinct African elephant, standing upright like bamboo shoots.

Behind the heavy and wide solid wood desk, sat the handsome head of the Nord family, Hermod, wearing a nightgown and leaning on a high-end metal seat covered with leather.

"Snow marks, are you looking for me?"

"Uh...... Yes. Snow Mark glanced at the archangel Suna next to him.

Hemod smiled, "This is my guard, Suna. ”

"Why is she like this?" asked Snow Scarf, puzzled.

Suna pinched her waist and snorted, her thoughts slamming at Snow Scar, overwhelming him, apparently a little angry that Snow Scar was discussing her in the third person in front of her.

"Because...... This is my ability to read. Hemod said, "My telekinesis is called 'Twilight of the Gods', and I can create three telekinesis bodies with independent personalities that can act autonomously, and I call them the three martial gods, and this one is the Valkyrie Suna." ”

Hey, wouldn't it be nice to just tell me about your telekinesis?

Seeing his doubts, Hemod continued, "A person with an ability like me, who has already become famous, does not need to keep his telekinesis a secret, because there are too many people who know. ”

Like affinity-type abilities, creative abilities also gain a special ability called "Creation" when they reach a high rank, which can give life to the objects they create. The three martial gods of Hemod were created by him with the ability to "create", so he has the same personality and character as a real person.

Suna had already received her magical powers, turned around and left the study, she didn't even need to open the door when she went out, she went directly through the door panel, as if the door didn't exist for her.

Snow Scar looked at her back, shocked. She's not a real person, but a psychic creature that resembles the NPCs in Jerusalem, but she's almost human. For a moment, he thought of the snowflakes in Jerusalem.

Hemod stood up, walked over to the sealed glass wine cabinet and took out a bottle of Bei'ao spirits, and asked without looking back, "What are you looking for me?"

Snow Scar walked to the desk and stretched out his hand to shake his hand: "Hello Lord Duke, I have something I want to ask you. ”

Hemod smiled slightly: "No formality, Snow Marks, aren't we already acquainted?"

As he spoke, he handed Snow Mark a glass of wine he had just poured and did not shake hands with Snow Mark.

Snowmark took the glass of amber spirit, regretting that the temptation had failed.

He turned his head sideways to look at the owl on his shoulder, and asked in his heart: The other party is close at hand, can't you pounce on it?

The owl turned his head disdainfully, and the meaning was obvious: why don't you pounce?

Snow Scar has a little headache: how can I shake his hand? I can't say I doubt you, so shake your hand to see if you have anything to do with the darkness.

Or did you really suddenly pounce on him and hug him?

Snow Mark shook her head with a wry smile.

"Is there anything you want to ask me?" asked Hermod again.

"Oh, oh...... I ......"

Oops, what do you have to ask to make sense?

Pregnant.

"I'd like to tell you something about Jean. ”

Hemod smiled: "Why do you care so much about Jean?"

"Uh...... I ......"

What am I?

The temperature in the study seems to be getting hotter.

Snowmark took a sip of wine to buy more time to think.

"Do you like her?" asked Hemod suddenly.

Snowmarks choked on the strong liquor and coughed red.

"No, not what you think!"

"So...... You're just having fun with her?" Hemod's face instantly darkened.

"No! it's not like that!" Snow Scar was already dancing.

"Hahahaha. Hemod burst out laughing and drank the wine from his glass, "I can see you're not like that, come, sit down, let's talk." ”

"No, it's not what you think, we're just ordinary friends. Snow Scar sat down on the leather couch and explained diligently.

Hemod walked up to the fireplace and kicked the door, and the flames in the stove burst into flames, and the temperature in the study skyrocketed.

Snow Mark noticed that there was no firewood in the fireplace, but round stones, and the flames were burning underneath.

It's not a fireplace, it's a sauna stove!

Snow Scar gasped, this study is essentially a sauna! Only there is no steam, and instead of steam, hot air is hot. It's no wonder that the bookshelves and wine cabinets are fully sealed, the walls are all wooden, and they are a little blackened. It is a traditional smoking sauna of North Austria.

Roland said that the people of Northern Austria love saunas, but he didn't expect it to be to this extent.

Seeing his surprise, Hemod explained: "The so-called sauna, in the Northern Austrian language, means 'hot house', our country is in the far north, and the cold is our worst enemy, so the ancients invented this kind of stove and such a wooden closed room. In the history of the North Olympics, people have lived their lives without this "hot house", where women give birth and the bodies of the dead are cleaned. It can be said that life and death depend on each other. As he spoke, he added another piece of charcoal to the stove with a tong.

After listening to Hemod's words, Snow Mark realized that this "sauna" is not a kind of entertainment in Beiao, but a daily habit inherited from history, which is as daily as running and exercising for them.

But whether it's entertainment or daily habits, it's a bit unbearable for snow marks. Steaming in the sauna twice a day, I feel like a steamed bun in the pot, which finally cooled down, and now it is heated to the point that it is charred on the outside and tender on the inside.

Sweat rained down.

"You've done well at the ball!" Hemod laughed, "for Master Tarth's prank." ”

Snow Scarred's heart tightened, could it be that Hemod blamed himself for destroying the family's good deeds?

"I don't blame you," Hemod's smile was filled with understanding, as if he had seen through Snowmark's inner thoughts, "Men fighting for women is a war in the first place, and I have done a hundred times more than this at your age." ”

Snowmark blinked, realizing that his prank was considered jealous by Hermod

Damn it.

"Actually, I ......"

"Actually, you did what I wanted, but in fact, the boy of the Tass family is not a good match for Qin. I guess their family's goal is not Jean, but for some princess of the royal family. It's just that the Tass family has always maintained a very good cooperative relationship with us, and arranging for him to dance with Jean is to appease them and take care of their face. Hemod gently shook the cold wine in his hand, and the cold wine made from wine as a raw material had a flower-like red color.

Snow Scar said in his heart, you are really insightful. But we're really just ordinary friends.

"But we're really just ordinary friends. ”

Hemod restrained his smile and looked at the snow marks, his eyes burning: "So, you don't like her at all?"

The snow marks were dumbfounded.

I have never thought about this question.

Now that I think about it, even though he is just an ordinary friend, if he says that he doesn't like it at all, it is not true.

Xue Zhen smiled bitterly in her heart, how could she not like it? Who would not like a beautiful and powerful girl like her?

I also felt the throbbing in my heart, and when Pissarro said that the future of him and Piano would intersect, he was also in a trance for a while. It's just that the current crisis is at hand, and it's not the time to think about his children's private affairs at all, so he has repeatedly suppressed the good feeling in his heart.

So this question Snow Scar can't answer, and he doesn't want to think about it.

Seeing the silence of the snow marks, Hemod smiled again in understanding.

"She's been traveling for a long time, and I, as a father, am not competent enough to know her experience...... How long have you known her?"

Xueji counted carefully and said, "Two days." ”

"Two days?" Hemod was a little surprised, "You've only known each other for two days?"

Snow Scar nodded, and said in her heart, now you know how wrong you are.

Hemod bowed his head and muttered for a moment: "But it looks like you've known each other for two years......"

Snow Scar gasped: What kind of logic are you?

Hemod stroked his beard and thought, "My daughter, I know best. We Beiao people are very cold, and she is a person who does not trust others easily, she has few friends, but he ...... you"

Snow Scar secretly slandered: Listen to you, did she still take special care of me? Couldn't help but take me on the pilgrimage route, made me almost die in Jerusalem, blamed me unreasonably in the steppe, and played a prank in the castle and almost made me hacked to death by you.

Hey, this brutal and willful little county lord.

Hemod had an undeniable majesty, and Snow Scar did not dare to continue to correct his mistakes. So I shrugged my shoulders and sat down on the couch and listened to the teachings.

Hemod looked the snow up and down, squinting and smiling. This atmosphere is more and more like a future father-in-law meeting his son-in-law.