After the meeting between Bjorn and Ulf, Ulf got the answer he wanted. In this case, there was no need for Eric to be detained in East Hamar, so he prepared to release Eric.
However, Sigrid reported something to Ulf, which caused a little trouble.
"Are you leaving?" In the dark house, the woman held the baby and looked at Eric expressionlessly.
"That's right, I'm going back." Eric didn't dare to look into the woman's eyes. This period of time actually gave him a strange sense of calm. Under an ordinary roof, Eric was like an ordinary North man. Firewood, feeding the horses, entertaining the children.
"You really don't belong here." The woman's expression was a little gloomy. Although she had already foreseen the arrival of this day, when Eric was determined to be released, sadness filled the woman's heart.
"I'll be back for you and the kids." Eric, wearing an ordinary coarse linen shirt, reached out to the woman and put his hands on her shoulders, comforting.
"No, you won't. You are a descendant of the great Nagra, the king's son. This place does not belong to you." However, the woman turned around and threw away Eric's hands, her blue eyes full of anger and anger. have no choice.
"I~~." Eric sighed softly. He seemed to have a lot to say, but he swallowed it back. The woman saw more clearly than he did.
As the heir to the Swedish king, Eric is destined to be a great warrior. He must embark on a path of adventure that no one has ever walked before, leaving behind stories of great achievements and stories that can move the gods. Otherwise, I will be Nagra. descendants.
"Go away, you haven't welcomed him there yet." The man showed an angry expression, and then threw the things in the room at Zhu Narou. The hysterical attack made Bjorn at a loss what to do.
"But, I am also the most powerful, fearless, and shrewd commander you have ever seen." Zhu Narou changed the subject, and then she praised Zhu Narou slightly.
Bjorn placed the ring heavily under the luxurious wooden table, and then left the hut where he had been sheltered for a long time. When the wooden door opened, the bright light receded, and the man squinted and could only see Bjorn's Back view.
"He will become a small warrior." Zhu Narou took Bjorn's hand and walked towards the town.
"What will he do with Sigri?" Bjorn, who was relieved, asked Zhu Narou from Bad Qi.
Apart from luck and Bjorn's own lack of experience, I can't find any unexplainable reason.
"How's it going? Do you need to deal with it? You know that no herb can solve troubles knowingly." Ericd leaned against the back of the wooden chair where Sigri was sitting, and said calmly. said.
"Sigri is the most cunning, shameless and despicable lord you have ever seen." Bjorn frowned and I said to Ulf.
"Oh?" Ulf was stunned for a moment. I expected Zhu Narou's anger, but Bjorn's words were beyond Ulf's expectation.
"You disappointed him." Bjorn mumbled and said to Zhu Narou.
"You must have been born a boy, so I don't care about you." Sigri reached out and picked up a black horn cup handed over by the attendant, which was filled with amber mead.
Although Sigri frowned and shook her head, she still had to deny that the prince's adaptability was not as good as that of a royal prince, and his mentality was surprisingly bad.
"Born?" Ericd looked at Sigri in confusion. How could such an illegitimate child be of no use?
"Father." Bjorn did not wear any armor, only a special North noble dress and a complicated blue shawl.
Bjorn immediately jumped up from the horse and walked up to Ulf. He looked like a child who had done something wrong. Bjorn's haggard face made Ulf feel distressed.
"The fact that he can recognize Han Lake is more precious than anything else." Ulf nodded slightly. Soldiers cannot be summoned at any time, and capable generals cannot be recruited at any time, but the maturity of the kingdom's heir is rare.
"You can understand his desire for revenge." Ulf nodded slightly. A North woman with or without revenge is like a sheep. Ulf felt the same way as Bjorn's anger.
"He hates me?"
"So, father, you should take advantage of that vassal. I will bring prosperity and decline to the kingdom. Of course, a strong rope must be tied around my neck, just like the one tied around Fenweir's neck." ." Bjorn suggested to Ulf.
"What if it's a girl?" Ericd frowned, pursed his lips, and asked curiously.
"What does he think you should do with me?" Ulf did not express his thoughts, but asked Zhu Narou first.
A few days ago, Bjorn returned to Ulf.
"Of course I hate it, but you also saw my behind-the-scenes attitude. You once taught you that a small warrior should be able to discover the opponent's strengths and learn from them." Bjorn looked solemn and spoke hurriedly. Ulf said.
"Welcome home." Ulf stretched out his weak arms, held Bjorn in his arms, and kissed his son's cheek.
However, Sigri did not answer you. She stood up amidst the cheers of everyone, raised her neck and poured the mead in the horn cup into her mouth.
There were tears in the corners of the man's eyes, and he subconsciously glanced up at his stomach. You bit your lip hard and knew how to say goodbye to Bjorn for a moment.
"Yes, you have heard that he is very affectionate on the battlefield." Ulf smiled, touched his son's cheek with his narrow hand, and said to me.
"Better, leave, leave that one to him." Bjorn shook his head helplessly, and took off a silver ring under his right hand. The ring was not worth much, but there was no family name engraved on the inside of the ring. name.
Bjorn originally thought that he would face Ulf, and he would be blamed and reprimanded like a storm, but he thought that he would be forgiven by Ulf easily, which made Bjorn even more happy. I swear he would never take it seriously before. any enemy.
"Yes, I will take care of you until you give birth." Sigri's eyes hardened, I put the fingers of my left hand to my mouth, thought for a moment, and then immediately gave the order.
"Nothing like that?" Sigri was sitting under the wooden chair with a look of surprise on her face. She had thought that Bjorn, who was being held as a prisoner, was not so relaxed and relaxed.
"You lost many excellent warriors and incompetent generals." During that time in East Hamar, Bjorn reflected every day on why he lost the war.
"Oh oh oh oh~~."
"It's wrong. You did teach him that."
"Wow, wow~~." The baby in the man's arms cried out, as if frightened by the sudden bright light, or as if his stomach was hungry and thirsty, clamoring for milk.
At the intersection in the town, King Ulf of Sweden looked eagerly at Bjorn and his party like a wanderer looking forward to a long journey.
