"My ......, my lord"

"Ahem......" Solanya, who was sitting diagonally across from Miloca, pretended to pinch her nose and reminded, "Normally, if a lord rewards you, you should not hesitate to accept it. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

Frey also shook his hand holding the poisonous fire twice, and raised his eyebrows to tease Miloca: "Don't shirk, you deserve it." Unless...... You don't think the fire is worthy of you?"

"How dare I. Hearing Frey's words, Miloca thought he was angry, and immediately got up and respectfully took the poisoned fire.

Frey sat down satisfied, and with open arms he announced, "Very well, then let's enjoy the feast of the day!"

The harpist plucks the strings and plays a magnificent epic of war. Many of the Snow Lords who participated in the banquet hummed to the melody in a low voice, which then turned into a neat chorus, while others began to attack the delicacies without paying attention.

Frey took a sip of his liquor and chatted with Miloka, "Drake's Hook Axe, you probably haven't heard of it! It celebrates ...... My great-grandfather or great-great-grandfather, I have never been able to figure out the story of the expedition to the tundra. Many people regard him as a hero, but I am not interested in him at all, but he is just poor and crazy, so he travels across the sea to rob, and he has to fight against foreign enemies. Frey said, bringing the roast pork to his mouth and munching on it contentedly, as if he was enjoying a rare delicacy in the world. "Since Drake's generation, there has been no mention of the Escud family, and my father and brother were timid pacifists - although my eldest brother was killed in battle, because he did not dare to go into battle himself and hid in the command post, and as a result, there were not even a few guards around him when the enemy sneak attack cut off his head - they stuck to the old land, did not seek to improve, and died like cowards in the end. I don't like my family. ”

As he listened, Miloka cut the steak on his plate, still confused by the poisonous fire and the night, and had no intention of joining in the feast.

"Tell me about your family. Frey said, and when Miloca looked up at the unexpected topic, she saw him put down his knife and fork and look at him. "We never really talked to each other. Besides, I rarely talk about my attitude towards my family, so you should at least tell a prosaic story in return for opening up to you, shouldn't you?"

"I'm sorry, my lord......"

"Don't use such a polite tone anymore, you saved my life, and many people who call me by name don't do it. So you can call me Frey, or buddy. Frei interrupted Milorka with a smile, then raised his glass and shook it gently.

"Okay...... Frey ......," said Miloca, stumbling to adjust to his new name, "Contrary to you, my family is dead in battle. I didn't see it all, but I'm sure that seasoned troll hunters and sturdy beef-man warriors won't be killed without resistance. ”

"Congratulations on having a family of honor, but what about your family?"

"I've never met my biological father, or anyone related to him. ”

Frey raised his head thoughtfully, then nodded in a state of consciousness and said, "So you went to the imperial capital to join the army, thinking that one day you could climb to a good position, and then use your connections to find him?"

Miloka sighed in frustration, and her spirit seemed to languish for a moment. "I didn't think about going to him, I just wanted to avenge my family. ”