As if it was rare to see someone more stupid than himself, the two wild wolves stopped arguing and looked at me in unison, and the four sword-like eyes made me stunned for a moment, and vaguely seemed to hear the friction of the artillery and the sound of the machine gun being loaded, is it an illusion after too long of fighting......

The next moment, the suppression barrage came as promised.

"Too short"

"Not strong enough."

"Hairless."

"A face that doesn't quite fit Fenris's standards."

"It's listless yet."

"It's a bit old."

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Thankfully, none of these attacks hit the nail on the head for me, and they didn't hurt much. I don't have anything to say about my height, and although I'm a little short compared to the big guys in the elite troops, I'm at least well above the minimum height limit for conscription, and I can keep up with Sylvia's height with a pair of boots with thicker soles. There's nothing to excuse about hair, the Defence Force has a high level of discipline in terms of appearance, I can't grow a long beard like a Fenris, and the beard is too long to look sloppy, and looking at Sylvia's style, she obviously likes short and smart hairstyles as well. The listlessness is due to exhaustion after a long battle. As for age, this is a bit strict, and if I had married like a normal Fenris or Sogan, the children would have been about the same age as Sylvia by now.

Listening to their chatter as if an old man was picking a son-in-law, I suddenly felt a little grateful to them. After all this time, they didn't mention what I thought was the biggest problem, my status as a psyker and the status of the Imperial Guard.

But it's not my habit to be beaten passively. I retorted, "Why do you have such a rare unity?" ”

"Because we're Fenris, you're an outsider." This is Greyhunt Dox Xavier.

"But if you look closely, this guy seems to be pretty good. As a mortal, he is not much weaker than any of us. "The fangs of Basil Goso have a voice of opposition.

"Hey, how did you get transferred by him so easily? Besides, you still think he's better than us? ”

"Well, you didn't see it on the Demon Engine just now, but I can see it clearly. Someone who can wield Thor's hammer without wearing power armor, I've seen it for the first time in more than 300 years of life. ”

"But that demon engine was clearly blown up by me, right?"

"Either of us can kill it, you're just one step ahead. Hey, you think, if you follow Fenris's rules, which of us is his opponent or wrestling? ”

"That's right, I'm afraid we can't do it until the Father of War comes back......" Grey Hunter scratched his head in embarrassment, "But there are three competitions, and he can't beat us in the other two, right?" ”

"Stupid, if you lose wrestling, you're just a wine bag rice bucket if you win the other two." Fangs unceremoniously hit him.

Listening to the conversation between them, which gradually became inexplicable, I couldn't help but ask, "What are your Fenris's rules?" ”

Rosil Goso didn't answer directly, but asked rhetorically: "The first meeting between the whole father and the war father, do you know what they fought against?" ”

Although the words are full of their own proper nouns, I can still understand most of the Fenris's slang thanks to the extensive propaganda of the Imperial Propaganda Department. The full father in their mouths is, of course, the supreme emperor, and the father of war is their genetic prototype, and the source of the name of our most commonly used main battle tank, Lord Rieman Ruth, the wolf king. The Emperor's first meeting with Ruth was also circulated in the Empire as an epic, and there were three matches between them: eating, drinking, and wrestling.

In the first two, I really don't have the confidence to win against a Space Marine. They weigh four or five times as much as mine, have to eat at least ten times more, and the cermet materials used to forge our high-strength carapace armor are all digestible and absorbable to them. Their superhuman bodies are capable of resisting most drugs, and alcohol, which is a good anesthetic for mortals, is the same nature as cold water for space marines.

Hey, I always feel like they've been brought in a very strange direction. Listening to them, it's as if I can marry Sylvia as long as I can beat someone in wrestling. Where is it so easy?

I put my doubts out there.

"Well, I'm reluctant to admit it, but it's really easy for you to go to a Fenris woman. Well, a group isn't actually a problem. For those of your own tribe, you can marry them with gifts, and for those of friendly tribes, you have to let go of her brother Lao Tzu and other competitors, that is, rival tribesmen, at a banquet or a wrestling match, and you may have to use swords and battle axes. I had eleven wives, and two of them were almost the spoils of war after slaughtering all the men of a tribe. Grey Hunt said lightly.

"In other words, in Fenris, as long as you are strong enough, a qiē is not a problem." Teething added.

"Oh, that sounds like we're on the other side." I'm starting to have a bottom in my heart. Maybe there are some similarities in the details, but since everyone is from a wild tribe, the basic habits are still very common. Still, there are some questions, "Is it okay if I'm not a Fenris?" ”

"As long as you can survive a winter in Fenris on your own, everyone will agree that you will be a Fenris. The cold winter of Fenris is the harshest death elimination. Tooth said.

I didn't emphasize it, but I knew it had to be to survive the winter without any technology, and only fur clothing, like the real Fenris natives. This makes me feel a little worried, although Sogen's hometown is also a tundra belt of ice and snow, but at least it is still within the tolerance of human beings, Sogen is only a savage planet in the civilization division of the empire, and Fenris is an out-and-out world of death. Of course, if there was a document for me to spend the winter in Fenris, it wouldn't be too difficult for me, and although I don't know exactly how harsh Fenris's environment was, I've seen the rest of the Empire's dead worlds, whether it's the rainforest swamps of Katachan or the radiant wastes of Krieger. The danger of death is indeed everywhere, and the slightest negligence is likely to bring fatal consequences, but as long as the requirements of the military affairs manual are strictly adhered to and the details are meticulously implemented, the chances of survival are still very large.

That is, if I cancel my plans to go home this time and stay with Fenris for a while......

"Those things just now were Fenris's rules. But what if Sylvia is from the navy, and she is not from Fenris? "I'll give my last question. If this problem is not solved according to Fenris's rules, it would be great for me.

"Who's suspecting that I'm not a Fenris?" Just then, Sylvia woke up.

No, there were two wild wolves arguing so loudly nearby, it was strange that she was only woken up now.

"I was born in Fenris and spent ten winters there. I held my battle axe the day I was born, I sailed a longship alone through the ice at night, I conquered thunder and storms, and I hunted the beasts of the deep sea, including the Kraken, with my spear and axe. I also have Kraken's teeth. She rolled up her sleeves and showed us the bracelet on her wrist with a string of bright white objects of various shapes attached, "Now, is anyone else suspicious?" ”

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