Chieftain Longhouse.

Ethelno sat on a high seat.

On the right are the wives and daughter Brünnhilde.

On the left is a small silver figure seated figure, symbolizing Odin sitting on the magic chair.

"I don't like the cumbersome etiquette of Southerners."

Ethelno looked at the three rows of tribal warriors standing on the left and right, and finally at Vondolph in the center.

He said softly, "Under the witness of all of you, let's start directly." ”

"Let's go!"

Margaret pursed her lips and slowly lit the hearth.

The flame burns.

The light and shadow of the high seat overlap with the hearth, as if recreating the situation of the gods looking down on the whole world.

As the hearth extends to the northeast, a small circular hearth forms near the northwest corner of the hall.

Inside the pit are sacrificial vessels, symbolizing the courtyard where you can observe the world and look down on it.

Two priestesses stepped forward, each carrying a plate containing two wooden cups.

After a glass of wine, Feng Dolph officially worshiped his father-in-law.

Several tribal elders all smiled and congratulated.

Ethelno's mouth was modest, his face was satisfied, and he began the banquet with a wave of his big hand.

The crowd moved outside, and bonfires were lit, each with a roast pig, a roast sheep, or a roast deer.

"Come and drink the blood wine of the South!"

The leader split the barrel with an axe, and red wine with sawdust flowed out.

Holding horn cups in large plush hands, he personally handed them to the samurai close to him.

"My son, why don't you drink?"

Ethelno looked at Vondolph.

Feng Daoff looked at his father-in-law's hand, and then at the sawdust in the wine glass.

I'm trying hard to mobilize my negative traits, but this time, whether it's a gluttonous or a drunkard, it's quiet, like entering a sage state.

I usually want to dance seven times a night, and your mother knows to play dead at this time......

Feng Dolph smiled: "I still prefer the ale wine of our local tribe, which is more suitable for our physique." ”

He honestly told Feng Dolph that he didn't have that acting skills.

Fortunately, the Plunder Specialty - Two-Face gave a camouflage success rate of +50%, plus a few persuasion specialties, and finally fooled the enthusiastic father-in-law.

After a moment's worth of meaning, Vondolph pulled Brunhilde aside and made her a barbecue.

Honey water runs down the crispy jujube skin.

"It's delicious......"

Brünnhilde suddenly remembered what his mother said one night: 'What is a husband?' As for the husband, it means to be able to eat well together and walk together for the rest of their lives. ’

"What are you thinking?"

The hand shook in front of his eyes.

Brunhilde came back to his senses, looked at Vondolph's reddened face reflected by the campfire, and heard him smile and say, "It's roasted, you can eat this shoulder meat." ”

"How do you know I like to eat shoulder?"

"Because I also think roast pork shoulder is the best part to eat."

"Hmm...... You eat first. ”

Silverhaired handed the meat to Vondolph's mouth.

Feng Daofu looked at her suspiciously: "Have you eaten a bucket of rice before?" ”

“…… Even I can't eat a bucket of rice! ”

Brunhilde's voice was raised one degree, but soon three degrees lowered, and he whispered, "You have worked so hard to barbecue, treat you." ”

In order not to feel distressed, she inserted it into Feng Daofu's mouth, moving quickly as if she was going to insert him to death.

Vondolph subconsciously drove towards death, grabbing Brunhilde's hand precisely in slow time, wanting to shove it back into her mouth.

Who knew that the silver-haired girl was surprisingly strong.

Fortunately, the drinking buff was activated just now, and Feng Daofu pressed his fiancée and stuffed his fiancée's mouth with meat.

Brunhilde's eyes widened with a pout, and he couldn't speak: "Hmm ）”

Feng Daofu smiled and said, "It's more important to me that you're full. ”

Eat more, and then develop and develop~

There's an interaction on their side.

Some of the young warriors next to them looked at them, then at the meat on their plates, and suddenly felt that their stomachs were no longer hungry.

“…… Drink! ”

"Drink!"

Drink into your stomach and numb yourself.

Feng Dolph glanced at them, and suddenly thought of the classic part of the novel.

Recently, Surrey's 'monster fighting drops' have been brushed up, and they don't give much experience, and it is easy to have trouble with cold weapons to brush brown bears.

If this group of samurai provokes it, it will be just enough to brush up a wave of skill experience.

Feng Daofu waited for a while, left and right, and these people were unmoved!

Isn't the buddy the leader Yizi, who has a hundred little brothers under his command, and he hunted three giant bears in a few days!

It's like this!

Is this also worthy of being a Viking?

Feng Daofu looked at several other blacksmith families, wanting to trigger the plot that his peers were enemies.

Who knew that they noticed the gaze and actually cast a friendly smile.

Like the Norse tribe, there is only one professional blacksmith market for every 1,000 people, and the competition is not fierce.

Moreover, the relationship between the craftsman and the leader is very close, and it is completely the chief's lineage, so naturally he will not conflict with Feng Daofu.

Thinking about this, Feng Daofu said in his heart that you are so knowledgeable about current affairs, how can you brush up on experience? How else to brush up on combat prestige?

Looking at Brunhilde's oily lips, he suddenly had an idea.

He found Brooke and whispered, "Excuse me, tell them a word." ”

Brooke glanced at the young warriors and understood, "You're going to provoke them?" ”

"It's not a provocation, it's telling the truth," Vondolph said. ”

"What?"

"Brunhilde, it's moist."

“？”

Brooke was silent for a full three seconds, then said dryly, "Okay." ”

Thinking of the favor he owed, Brooke walked over silently.

After a while, the young warriors slapped the table angrily and shouted at Feng Dolph, "Come wrestling!" ”

"Are they jealous?"

Brunhilde, who didn't know the reason at all, puffed out his face and chewed quickly like a squirrel, swallowed the meat with a movement of his throat, and said apologetically: "I seem to have caused you trouble?" ”

Feng Dolph stood up: "This little twist and turn is also worth remembering in the future." ”

The movement here attracted others.

Ethelno, who was flushed from drinking, laughed and said, "Good wrestling! Samurai are all about exchanging souls with their fists! ”

As soon as the chief's words came out, the matter was settled.

Slaves with collars around their necks walked through the campfire, and soon moved out of a field.

The young warrior exercised his body: "I am Commins, the second son of the Iron Sword family. ”

"Vondolph."

After simply saying the name, Vondorf said to Brünnhilde: "Help me cut a pork chop." ”

Although the silverilocks were puzzled, she still did so: "I'll help you warm up." ”

"No, you don't."

Vondolph didn't say a reason, and walked onto the circular clearing.

"Let's go!"

Ethelno laughed and shook his arms heavily, and the air rattled.

Bang!

Cummins rushed over in small steps, his jab tentatively heading straight for Vondolph's face.

As the second son of the family, he has no inheritance rights and can only go to sea to work hard by himself, and he has many years of robbery experience.

Using the jab as a temptation, after figuring out the truth and the falsehood, it is a stormy attack...... It's gone?!

Call!

The jab hit the air, and Cummins' eyes widened, his hands instinctively protecting his head and face.

The next moment, the knee socket hurt suddenly, and the whole person leaned forward!

Cold sweat broke out on Cummins' forehead, and he was just about to adjust his body when he suddenly felt a hand around his neck!

"Ahh

He subconsciously roared and struggled, but that hand was like an iron tong, suppressing all his resistance, and threw his whole body out of the air, smashing to the ground!

Bang!

The young samurai almost fell out of breath, writhing his body and couldn't stand up for a while.

The leader directly announced the result: "The winner has been decided!" ”

[Run+14]

"Running Lv. 3 (94%)"

Vondolph flicked his wrist and smiled at Brunhilde, the pork chops in front of him were still warm!