Chapter 5: Oh, it's budding season

I can feel the cold blood surging in my veins, warming my heart and courage, making me feel like I have returned to my mother's arms!

- Valoran Chronicles: Freljord's Proverbs: Wild Hunt I

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It wasn't until Tonya stepped off her savage-looking six-clawed beast that Aslan got to know the Freljord priestess better.

He felt that Tonya, the Drakron sacrifice, should be preceded by the word war.

To be precise, she was a war sacrifice.

Like the Beast Shaman, it is a special class of Freljord.

Belongs to the kind of character who adds a spell effect to himself before the battle, and then raises the big sword and shouts: "For Freljord" to charge forward.

Aslan felt that he was already tall, but when he and Tonya sat on the same level, they actually found that the other party was a head taller than him.

This made his mood slightly delicate.

Inside the camp, Tonya, who was sitting in front of the fire, was silent for a while, and then looked at Aslan.

"The witch queen asked me to come to you so that I could fulfill my obligations." There was no hesitation on her face: "According to her promise to you, I am yours." ”

"The Witch Queen." Although he knew that Tonya might be talking about Lisandro, Aslan still asked with some curiosity, "Why do you call her that?" ”

"It's just the name of our Drakron sacrifice to ourselves."

Aslan nodded, not dwelling on Lisandro's codename, turning his attention to another aspect.

He looked at Tonya, "What do you mean by fulfilling your obligations?" ”

"I give you loyalty, and as for what you have to pay, it is to fulfill all the requests that the witch queen has relayed through me, and in order to make this relationship more secure, I want a blood oath pact between us."

Aslan knew about the Blood Pact, but he hadn't heard of the Blood Oath Pact.

As if seeing the confusion on Aslan's face, Tonya thought back, "There can be many blood alliances, but there can only be one blood oath, and the meaning in this is different. ”

"The Blood Pact is just some form of covenant, but the Blood Pact is an oath that will never change."

She said this, and Aslan understood.

"Rights and obligations, pay and return, your proposal seems fair, I understand your approach!"

Aslan felt that there was no harm in taking the blood oath for him, not only did the cooperation between him and Lisandro be more secure, but also Tonya was such a powerful subordinate, he couldn't lose anything.

Seeing Aslan's readily agreed, Tonya prepared some words that were useless, she was stunned for a while, and quickly regained her cold expression before saying, "Your attitude surprised me a little!" ”

After all, throughout Freljord, Lisandro's reputation is somewhat indescribable.

"Nothing surprising." Aslan looked at Tonya, "A good premise for cooperation is that both parties must clarify their rights and obligations, and at the same time, they also need a means to coordinate both sides, which is a good thing for me, why should I refuse?" ”

Tonya stared at Aslan for a long time, then she took out a purple rune and slitted her palm with a dagger, allowing her blood to drip onto it.

Aslan did as she did.

The blood of the two dripped, and as Tonya chanted an ancient incantation, the runes on the purple stone glowed brightly, and the pact between the two was established.

On the other side, sitting on the Ice Throne in her secret place, Lisandro played with the catalytic stone in her hand, and she slowly fused her spirit into Tonya's body like a shuttle dream, and began to control it little by little.

Feeling the huge energy between the blood droplets on the catalytic divine stone, the corners of her satisfied lips were slightly hooked.

Catalytic Divine Stone, this is the main reason why she can live for so many years.

A large number of magical elements had been transformed into her life force, maintaining her existence, and now, with Aslan's blood, she felt her stiff body slowly regain its vitality.

The heart began to drum slightly, tiny blood slowly gushed out, the frozen body slowly melted, and the body gradually gained popularity.

Aslan looked at Tonya sitting in front of him, and he was a little puzzled.

This Drakron's war sacrifice has been like a wifi signal cut off since the beginning, and since the blood oath, he has been distracted at every turn when he speaks.

Aslan also thought that she was in a state of confusion about the soul communication of the beast spirit walkers, just like Udir, and leaned over to wake her up.

Suddenly, Tonya's sapphire eyes opened, and she looked at Aslan, who saw an inexplicable hollowness in her eyes.

"The first step of the contract is complete, then, the second step of the blood oath, I have just communicated with the witch queen, and she is very satisfied with your sincerity!"

??!

Aslan looked at Tonya, who seemed to be a different person, and thought for a moment, he understood.

With a strange look on her face, Tonya peeled off her armor, and Aslan's gaze searched for the body of the tall Freljord War Sacrifice.

The tall and slender sacrificial is enthusiastic and heroic, the slender legs are even more charming, and the blue veins on the body carry a certain strength.

These veins, the surging frost energy in them, gave her a recovery and strength far beyond the normal human level, although her body was tall, but all parts were enlarged according to the proportions, but her body appeared more symmetrical and plump.

Combined with the blue veins on the body and the snow-white braids, this strange beauty is a bit intoxicating.

Even in a cold place like Freljord, Aslan felt a little dry and a little hot in his throat.

Then, he saw Tonya hug her without hesitation...

After a long time, Tonya woke up from her trance, she glanced at Aslan faintly, and subconsciously licked the corners of her lips, as if she was reminiscing about a certain feeling, but in her cold demeanor was a shy look that wanted to speak and stopped.

She thought for a moment, looked at Aslan, and spoke in a not-so-smooth lingua franca: "Aslan, I said...... You...... Are you running out of energy? ”

Aslan paused for a moment, and he looked at Tonya, "This is what you call a blood oath?"

"Yes, this is my first blood oath, and most of the rest of the time I spend most of my time cultivating in the temple inside the fortress, and the sacrifices are all of the same sex, and there are not many opportunities to go out, there is no object of blood oath, and there is no chance of blood oath."

"How? My dear Aslan; Five more, no... Three times, you're my first blood oath!"

Aslan looked at Tonya, he felt that she seemed to be connected again at this time, and the difference in attitude before and after was a little big, although there was a trace of embarrassment on his face at the moment, but there was more of some expectation in his cold demeanor.

"According to Freljord's tradition, it's the budding spring, but, in the words of you southerners, it's called a wedding night, right?"

"My dear Aslan, I will definitely try."

“??!”

Seeing Tonya who was inexplicably excited, Aslan always felt some bad premonitions in addition to a trace of forbidden conjecture in his heart.

He saw Tonya's dark blue veins flickering, and she said as she pulled over to his side.

A faint scent spread through his nose, and Aslan felt as if he had smelled some kind of herb.

Tonya's snow-white braid was almost floating as she chanted a war song and began her ritual.