The fist hit Hrov's face one after another, and the blood from his nose and mouth mixed together and spattered. Hrov, who was already weak because of the loss of his arm, fainted long ago, but Su Chen did not stop until Several North soldiers stepped forward and hugged him. Only then did Su Chen realize that his fist was bleeding because it hit Hrov's teeth.
"Lock him up." Suchen ordered the North warriors around him. Looking at the bruised and swollen Hrov, he did not relieve his anger. On the water, Vagsch held Ange and swam toward the shore.
In the lord's house, Ange was lying on a comfortable bed. Blood oozed from her abdomen, but the prophetess had bandaged the wound with herbs and linen, and covered her body with pine and cypress leaves. Holding a bowl made of human skulls, filled with bright red blood, the prophetess dipped her fingers in the blood and drew strange symbols on Ange's body.
"Fortunately, most of the blade was blocked by the armor." Vargas stood at the door. He didn't expect that the one he was fighting was Ange. If Su Chen hadn't kicked him out of the water, he might have been seriously injured. Ange.
Su Chen leaned against the door, silently looking at Ange who was lying on the bed. Originally, he should be happy because he defeated Hrov and was about to become the new lord of East Hamar, but now he felt no joy at all. No love at all.
"Uh-huh." Ange gradually woke up to the low chanting of the prophetess. She looked at herself who was almost naked, with linen wrapped around her abdomen, and the fragrant herbs were mixed with the faint smell of blood.
"You're awake." Su Chen walked in slowly from the door, but his face was serious because he was really angry.
"I'm sorry." Ange's little face was a little pale. She shook her lips and whispered to Su Chen.
"We should let you sink to the bottom of the water, so that you can at least wake up for a while." I don't know why, looking at the weak and pitiful Ange, the anger in Su Chen's heart disappeared without a trace in an instant, and he lightly He snorted and said to Ange.
"Hey~." Although Su Chen's face was serious, Ange could hear clearly that the care in the joke was so strong. This made Ange, who had not had many people care about him since he was a child, feel an inexplicable warmth in his heart. .
"Odin, why are you helping that bastard Hrov." Vargas also came over at this time, complaining.
"..." But Ange remained silent and even turned his face to the other side, as if he was unwilling to mention this matter.
"Is it because he promised you property or land?" Vargas frowned and asked Ange, but Ange was still unwilling to speak.
"Ange, is Hrolf your biological father?" Su Chen pondered for a moment and said slowly to Ange, but his words made Vargas very surprised.
"What?" Vargas looked at Su Chen in disbelief. He probably thought that Su Chen had gone crazy because of anger.
"How do you know?" Ange blurted out in surprise, because this is a big secret in East Hamar, and not many people really know it.
"When I saw you, I felt that some parts looked familiar, but I didn't dare to confirm it until I saw your ears clearly." Su Chen said to An Ge who was lying on the bed.
"Ears?" Ange unconsciously reached out and touched his ears in surprise, and even the prophetess on the side looked over.
"Ears? What does this have to do with Hrov?" Vargas asked impatiently.
"There is a strange connection between parents and children. People in some families are closely related, and their noses or chins will be the same." Su Chen explained to several people. Of course, it was impossible to tell them what heredity was, but this simple They still understand the inheritance.
"Is there such a thing? But I look different from my father." Vargas scratched the back of his head, blinked and said to Suchen.
"Well, I mean generally. After all, some connections are obvious, and some connections are very secret." Su Chen glanced at Vargas and thought to himself, are you sure you are his father's biological child? You must know that Northern Europe in this era is still in a During the tribal period, it was common for people to only know their mother but not their father. After coughing softly, Su Chen continued, "But a person's auricle is the place that has the closest connection with his relatives. Your auricle and Hrov's auricle are completely different." Same."
Ange looked at Su Chen in surprise. He didn't expect that he actually knew this kind of knowledge. However, what Su Chen said was absolutely correct. She was indeed the daughter of Khrov, but she was an unrecognized illegitimate child because her mother's identity was very important. Lowly, it was a foreign woman that Hrov had raped out of interest during the raid.
A few years later, Toller found Hrov holding a baby girl and asked him to adopt the baby girl as Hrov's daughter. Of course, Hrov refused to agree, but he fell in love with Thor. Because of her hunting skills, she agreed to treat Ange as her secret daughter.
"What's the relationship between Toller and you?" Su Chen asked curiously.
"He is the one who taught me fighting skills. Compared to Hrov, I actually regard him as my father." Ange smiled sadly. Although Toller took good care of her, he remained silent all day long. Thorle, who lives with wild beasts, can only take care of Ange in life. The people in East Hamar don't know the reason. They think Ange is a foreigner who appears inexplicably, so no one wants to get close to her.
Afterwards, Hrov gave Ange many privileges according to the agreement with Toller, and also granted her the honor of becoming a shieldmaiden. However, these were all the result of mutual use, and there was no real family affection involved.
"No wonder Ange can enjoy the hot springs alone." When Su Chen heard this, he remembered the encounter in the hot springs. People were not really afraid of Ange's force. In fact, it was Hrov's order that made people not afraid of Ange's force. Dare to offend Ange, but this kind of order without any explanation can only make Ange more isolated in East Hamar.
"If that's the case, are you willing to fight for him?" Vargas crossed his arms. He couldn't understand such a complicated thing. Ange is their friend and should be on their side, but as a daughter and a father And fighting seems to make sense.
"That's enough. You have repaid Hrov. You don't have to worry about him from now on." Su Chen waved his hand. He was unwilling to continue using this matter, which made Ange upset, so he comforted Ange. road.
When Suchen left the room with Vargas, Ange stared at their backs blankly. She didn't know why Su Chen's words made her feel at ease. This was a feeling she had never felt before, and in the Prophetess When he blew the burning dry herbal smoke towards her, Ange fell asleep sweetly. In her dream, she seemed to have returned to the day when she met Suchen and Vargas. That should be her happiest time. .
"Poor child, go to sleep! There I hope the gods can comfort your tired soul, because a bad fate awaits you in the future, but don't be afraid, the suffering will make your soul strong." The prophetess looked at the deep sleep. After leaving Ange, she reached out and gently stroked Ange's long silver hair, whispering in her ear, as if she had clearly seen her fate through some mysterious way.
"What should we do with Hrov?" When Suchen and Vargas walked out of the lord's house, Vargas couldn't help but ask Suchen.
It was indeed a bit tricky at this time. Originally, Su Chen did not intend to save Hrov's life. He did not cut off the roots and the spring breeze blew up again. He did not want to cause extra problems. But now that he knew that Hrov was Ange's father, if he directly executed him Hrov might hurt Ange.
"I will think about it carefully." Su Chen frowned slightly. He knew that this matter had to be handled properly and that he could not leave any hidden dangers to the new East Hamar because of Hrov.
At this moment, Hrov, who was imprisoned in the warehouse where slaves were originally kept, gradually woke up. He wiped the blood on his face, groaned for a moment, and stood up against the wall with difficulty.
"Hoo, ho, damn bastards, if I can get out, I will definitely kill you." Hrov leaned against the dirty wall, breathing heavily. He suddenly fell from the noble lord to this level, and he was so angry. His heart was churning, but looking at the solid warehouse, he knew that he couldn't leave on his own.
"Hrov." Suddenly a voice sounded from outside the door.
