There was little tradition of mistreatment of captives in Viking customs, and the more noble the captive, the more ransom it would be. As a result, the savage Vikings were the kindest people in the mortal world in their attitude towards their captives.

Viking maidens who had temporarily come to serve Bahrain had brought dry clothes for Sir Lindsay, so that the humid maritime climate would not make the already modest Anglo nobleman sick.

Tonight, the Earl, who had also received a share of the wealth, extended an invitation to the warriors with great satisfaction, and a grand dinner awaited the Viking warriors who followed in the footsteps of the wizard.

Floki sat alone with a displeased face and said to himself: "What a bargain, to get such a fortune by seizing the ship I have built, sitting at home enjoying the warmth of the stove and woolen bedding." That's my ship, my ship!" The more he spoke, the more angry he became, and the sharp dagger in his hand slashed a piece of wood to vent the anger in his heart.

But what could he do? It was all a pact made by the wizard Balin himself with the Earl: "Poor Floki can't refute it at all!" Froki thrust his dagger into the ground beside him in frustration, and raised his hand to throw the oddly shaped wooden stick into the campfire.

"Thank you to my Lord for giving me food to save me from hunger and cold. In the name of the Lord, Amen!" Lindsay, who was out of tune with the hustle and bustle around her, clasped her hands in front of her nose, prayed the Messians before each meal.

Floki staggered in from the outside, walked through the noisy crowd at the banquet, and suddenly caught the corner of his eye on Jazz Lindsay, who was silently praying.

Walking in front of him in a few steps, he was a little drunk, he propped his hands on the table and smiled: "No, no, no, your gods are useless, look at us? ”

"I believe in my lord for the sake of moral restraint and freedom from my own desires and desires!" Lindsay glanced up at him, then lowered his head and ate silently.

"Whew, stupid!" Frogie scoffed, mockingly.

"Faith can restrain itself but not the enemy, and you can't defend your faith without enough strength!" Bahrain didn't know when he appeared next to the two of them, and suddenly spoke.

"Your left hand is wrapped around the sacred things of our Lord, but you are doing the sin of blaspheming His glory?" Lindsay put down her food and met Balin with blazing eyes.

Raise your left hand and spread your palm so that the cross falls in your palm. Staring at its silver glow: "I am only on the path of pursuing the truth of witchcraft, and when I am tired, I use it as a safe haven!"

"So you call on the name of the Lord with peace of mind, and then do blasphemous and sinful things? What a hypocrisy you have! Your hypocrisy is disgusting!Phew!" Lindsay spat disdainfully at Balin's feet, and the surroundings suddenly fell silent. The Viking Huo who followed in the footsteps of Bahrain stood up with a thud and surrounded Lindsay murderously.

"I have been forsaken by the Lord for my cowardice, and I have suffered this woe. Now I have asked for the Lord's forgiveness, and I am no longer afraid!" Lindsay also stood up, and there was no trace of cowardice on her face.

"Religious beliefs make human beings self-hypnotic. Weak sheep can become ferocious wolves! We follow in the footsteps of strength, but we ignore that we are still weak human beings. Wizards need psychic strength to save us from the unknown!" Barin muttered to himself, but his words were too philosophical for the Vikings' simple minds to bother to understand, so they chose not to hear them.

"You must apologize to the great wizard for your rudeness!" Bjorn was the first to accuse.

"The price of the ransom needs to be increased! The will of the wizard can only be appeased by gold!" Fried also spoke up, but his focus was always on the philistine.

"It's after the will of the wizard has been desecrated!" River added, he really didn't like his friend obviously not being able to say the kind of philosophical prophecy of the wizard, but he had to pretend to make himself look indecent.

The scene became more and more noisy, and the earl, who was sitting at the top, raised his hand to stop the quarrel, but glanced at the golden wizard's heart beside Bahrain, and finally swallowed the words back, and put his hand back down with some embarrassment, not knowing what to do.

He complained a little about this wizard, the world is so big, why did he run his territory to show off his might. But he soon regained his gratitude to Bahrain, for Bahrain's words in the next moment had saved him.

"Alright, you all sit back, don't embarrass the Count!" Balin Yuguang saw the Count's embarrassed appearance, and softly drove the group of reckless fellows back to their original seats: "Let's go out and talk!" Bahrain invited Lindsay to go outside first.

"My heart is as solid as a rock, and you can't be shaken even if you use the language of demons!" Lindsay spat out a sentence like a hypnotic self-hypnotizer, and walked out of the banquet hall with his head held high.

The night breeze of the ice field carries a cold chill. Coming out of the warm banquet hall, the wizard felt a little uncomfortable. He let out a long breath of turbidity, and under the light of the banquet hall behind him, he could clearly see the white water vapor steaming in the air.

Behind him came the sound of heavy footsteps of Jazz.

"I admire you for your strong faith!" Barin smiled and looked back at him: "Come on, let's go!"

Lindsay silently followed behind Bahrain, and the two walked towards the darkness of the Earldom. Tonight, the moon was obscured by a thick fog, and only a hazy halo could be emitted, making Lindsay gradually unable to see her surroundings. It only seemed as if there were many pillars standing beside him. A strange smell crept into his nostrils.

Suddenly, Bahrain stopped, and the tip of the wand burned with a scan-like glow.

"Look!"

Lindsey looked in the direction of Bahrain's finger with the glow of witchcraft.

Wooden pillars were erected, and seven or eight naked/naked corpses were hung under the wooden pillars. The night breeze blew and shook the corpse slightly. The light of witchcraft shone in the night, and the strange angle distorted the corpse's countenance.

"God, you!oh my God, no!" Lindsay began to see the face of the corpse, the few remaining soldiers of his command, who had been captured here by the pirates. It's just that he never thought that after just one meal, they would already be corpses hanging from the pillar.

This is the greatest blasphemy against the Messians!

Lindsay felt a fire burn in his heart, and he rushed to the wooden post to unravel the remains of the soldiers.

Several Viking warriors who were keeping vigil immediately rushed forward, kicked Lindsay to the ground, and punched and kicked him. If it weren't for the order from above, this guy was an important person for the witch's ransom, I'm afraid Lindsay would have been beheaded by the guards.

Lindsay's body was not as strong as that of the Vikings, and she only struggled for a moment before she was hit by attacks from all directions. I could only instinctively hold my head and curl up on the cold ground.

Bahrain stood silently, watching the big-shouldered, round-waisted Vikings violently assault him. It wasn't until he was about to die that he stopped it.

"Woooooooooooooo Still hugging his head and curled up, he was crying.

"Mere faith will not give you the strength to uphold the glory of the Lord, but if you give me your soul. I will give back the strength you need!" the words of Bahrain's demonic temptation rang in his ears.

Crunch, I don't know if Bahrain did something to wonder if it was really such a coincidence, the rope that bound one of the corpses suddenly broke, and the corpse fell down with a thud. The twisted and hideous expression of the torture before death was frozen on the corpse's face in the cold night wind, and placed in front of Lindsay's nose, which was also curled up on the ground.

What kind of face was that, so that Lindsay, who was crying in pain, stopped crying unconsciously.

"Strength!?" a word that could no longer be suppressed from breaking through the shackles of faith from his heart!