As night fell, the banquet gradually came to an end. The drunk people fell asleep on the wooden table, while King Bjorn was carried by two servants to the bedroom to rest. Most of the people were shaking their bodies. , returned to his home contentedly, only a few people were talking, the servants yawned, and finally suffered from hunger until this time.
The servants sat at the table and enjoyed the leftovers. Although it was a little cold, it was much better than usual. This was also a rare benefit for the servants.
Passing through the left side door of the King's Hall, at the end of the long corridor, there is a room dedicated to entertaining distinguished guests. It is decorated with tapestries and various animal furs, and there is a blazing fire burning in the brazier used for heating, so the room is warm. .
On this bed made of fragrant pine wood, Ingrid was dressed coolly and waiting for Ulf's arrival. She was wrapped in a fur and had no other clothes. Her skin was as delicate and white as milk. Her skin was particularly smooth against the firelight.
At this moment, Ingrid was like a hungry she-wolf, her eyes fixed on the direction of the open door, her scarlet tongue sticking out from time to time, licking her lips, eager for prey to fall into the trap.
"Ping, ping, ping." At this time, heavy footsteps came from the corridor, and it seemed that someone was approaching the room.
A smile appeared on Ingrid's lips. For this moment, she sent away the servants and guards. The only person who could come at this moment was undoubtedly Ulf.
"Creak." The door was pushed open hard, and the sound of the door opening was harsh and harsh in the noisy room. Bjornde was originally lying under the bed, but he immediately raised his body slightly, showing that his capital was suspicious.
And Ingrid opened the door of the little princess of Novgorod. However, it was not Ingrid herself who rushed in first. Instead, Bai Tan got out of the room first. The room was noisy and scattered. The lavender scent made Rose very satisfied.
"Oh." Bjornde originally thought he would see the weak Ingrid walking back, but he didn't expect that a strong-headed Ingrid would lie down at the end of his bed. You were surprised and instinctively wrapped your body in fur.
The Vashi trade route is not a secret, but the giant wolf cleverly described it as a trade route with little profit. But in fact, the rise of the Novgorod principality and the Kiev principality is very difficult. To a small extent, it benefited from the trade route to Byzantium.
However, Bai Tan didn't seem to be interested in Bjornde under the bed. He just found a comfortable carpet and lay down on it, placing his little head under his two hind paws.
The reason why Ingrid paid attention to that trade route was because I knew the result, and because the rise of the Giant Wolf Empire was closely related to Byzantium's trade exchanges, Ingrid sent people to investigate that matter.
"Woooooooo~~." Bai Tan, who was lying on the ground, quietly stood up and walked hurriedly towards Chang Jian Jiade's small bed, with his two hind legs hanging at the end of the bed.
"They are still the same, plundering seven places along the sea and rivers. Ulf relied on deception in Frank and plundered many towns." Bjornde thought that you were more lake-like than Chang Jiejia, Wu Wolf and others' future activities.
"That's strange. As a young princess, where are his servants?" Ingrid walked into the room, took a quick look, pulled up a wooden chair and sat on it. I stared at the beautiful little girl behind me as if examining her. Madam.
Now Bjornde knew that he was the prey tonight. As long as Chang Jianjia gave a slight hint, the Ross behind him would tear him into pieces. And because Bjornde drove away the servants and guards for this reason, even if he called for help, he would not People can save you. "Tell you what happened on the Washi Trade Road?" Ingrid pondered for a while and then said.
"Indeed." Bjornde smiled bitterly. You originally thought that the battle between Eweik and Ingrid would be one-sided, but did you think that Ingrid blocked Eweik's army and captured your hand? Several guards.
"Baitan is very good and will bite people randomly, unless no one tries to attack you?" Ingrid pursed her lips, interlocked her fingers, and said to Bjornde.
"How do you know if he has a killer hidden in the room? You don't dare to be careless about these legends about giant werewolves." Ingrid said calmly.
"Or you can guess a little more. His husband, the young prince of Novgorod, wants to compete with the Principality of Kiev for that trade route, because the profits from the trade route are too small." Ingrid said to herself. , and stood up and walked behind the brazier, stretching out his hand to warm himself up.
"Maybe you are a rude woman, and you just want to talk about something that makes him happy. Why did the young princess of Novgorod come there alone? What if something happened?" Ingrid asked. Moved, I looked at Bjornde warmly and asked you.
Compared with the Nordic Vikings, giant werewolves are basically active in the small plains of Eastern Europe. In addition to plundering caravans and capturing slaves, we have done evil things, but when we came, the Changjian people discovered that trade can accumulate wealth more than plundering. , and then gradually settled down.
"If your guess is wrong, they encountered some trouble in their trade route, so they later relied on Ulf's power to try to regain the dominance." Ingrid speculated along the line of thought.
"You said, your country faces many threats, so it's unusual to need warriors to protect you!" Bjornde put away his slender legs and knelt down under the small bed. You straightened your chest. You couldn't. To highlight the key points is like a demonstration in frustration.
"It's reasonable, but just to protect their own tribe, can they support so few people?" Chang Jianjiade's words did not relieve Ingrid's doubts. I tilted my head and stared at Bjornde and continued to ask.
"Uh." Bjornde kept his mouth shut, and you narrowed your eyes, knowing that you had taken a big look at the Lord of East Hamar.
"Of course you can't do anything of your own." Chang Jian Jiade seemed to be having a conversation, playing with the ends of his hair and looking aside.
Bjornde stared at Chang Jianjia behind him. You originally thought that Ingrid was a complex-minded, brave man who fought bravely. As long as he showed a little bit of beauty, he could make the other party ecstatic and kneel down to lick his toes. , but Ingrid’s calmness is beyond your expectation.
"Have you ever thought that he doesn't have that kind of bad taste?" Bjornde frowned slightly. You glanced at Bai Tan who was lying there, and Ross was lying across his room. Anyone would be very interested.
"Oh, the insignificant adventurer, the conqueror of England, the Chosen One would actually be afraid of an unarmed man?" Bjornde sneered and lay back down again, the fur naturally flowing along Weiss' skin. Halfway down, you look as ugly and holy as a lakeside fairy in the firelight.
"What?" Bjornde was stunned. Did you expect to hear that word from Ingrid? You must know that many northern Vikings would not notice that trade route.
"You learned from the captured prisoners that his people also participated in the retreat from the battlefield, so how could you be guarding against him?" Chang Jianjia said to Bjornde.
Of course, as long as we don't have the chance, we will still take action. The northern Vikings are too cold towards giant werewolves. It's just that in that era, there was mutual contempt between the same tribes.
"Gudu." Bjornde looked at Chang Jian, who was staring at him with green eyes, his open mouth spitting out fishy breath, and his bright red tongue sticking out.
"Well, I'm really happy." Bjornde sighed heavily and stretched out his hands to wrap his fur tightly, as if he was in a room, but in a winter house.
"Well, it really doesn't make sense. Both of you should be notorious in the eyes of other city-states and tribes." Ingrid scratched the bridge of her nose and said with a smile.
"That's bad, your dear little lord, didn't he come to a man's room to discuss those happy things?" Bjornde showed a charming smile, it must be Bai Tan's super light bulb, lying across the In the room, if you can stand up, let the fur fall at your feet, and show your perfect figure to Ingrid.
"His husband, the young prince of Novgorod, why does he suddenly need a small number of soldiers?" Ingrid narrowed her eyes, as if the person behind her was not an ugly and mature man, but just a piece of wood.
