The Recorder in the History of the Type Month

It's a deal.

In the continent of World Tree, everything is corresponding.

Kevin saved him who was destined to die, and in exchange, Kevin hoped that he could be with Fenrir, the demon wolf who shook the earth, and take action when necessary.

As for this, Sharkey would naturally not refuse.

In the past few days, Kevin has let Badr and Hoddle come over so frequently in order to let Fenrir get used to this atmosphere as soon as possible.

In fact, everyone knows what Kevin thinks. After all, the identities of each of them are not simple, except for Fenrir who has not noticed it at all.

It just feels that there are too many people, very lively, and fun... It's not that it's not smart, but most of the time, it's really pure.

Resting on Hoddle's body for a while, Kevin, who chatted for a while, got up before the sun completely set, took Hoddle's hand, and returned to the hut built by Sharkey with her.

At this time, Srude had already prepared food for everyone, including Fenrir, in the courtyard.

Bader wanted to make fun of what happened just now, but seeing that his face didn't change at all when he mentioned Kevin, but his sister's face turned redder and redder, he had no choice but to stomp his feet.

After eating, Kevin didn't stay here for long, but pulled Slude energetically to the Hall of Valor.

The warriors in the Hall of Valor basically don't try at night. They will enjoy food and wine, and then sleep until dawn to recover from the injuries and fatigue caused by the day.

However, several warriors who couldn't stand Kevin's ridicule still got up and made gestures with Kevin.

The rest of the warriors in the Hall of Valor saw that there was something lively to watch, so they all held up their wine and ran outside with their food to enjoy the performance.

Tyr, the god of war and justice, was among them.

"This guy..." Till, who came to Slude, couldn't help shaking his head when he saw Kevin, who was waving his sword and fighting against the chosen warrior under the light of magic power. .

"Recently, it's been like crazy... Slude, you'd better watch more."

"Don't worry." Slude, who had been watching Kevin in the arena, nodded slightly: "Recently, what he eats is the meat of the god's wild boar Shahlimnir, and the god's milk. Things will completely relieve his daily fatigue.

Of course, each morsel I have had Andhelimnir specially processed to remove any trace of blood in it. "

Tyr was not surprised by this. In fact, among the Valkyries, Slude was an excellent one, especially in terms of character and caring for others, and was unanimously favored by the gods.

She was also the Valkyrie who took care of the God of Darkness Hodr the longest, and she didn't leave until Hodr completely closed the palace.

That's why Bader found him at the very beginning and encouraged him to come to Kevin's side.

And if she hadn't been trying to figure out the reason why the elder sister gave up her identity as a Valkyrie, Odin might not really be willing to let her guard Kevin.

The reason why the blood on the god pork was removed was naturally so as not to affect Kevin's body.

Till withdrew his gaze from Slude, and once again focused his gaze on Kevin in the arena. After a while, he couldn't help muttering again: "This guy really doesn't know what he's thinking, and now his reputation is resounding throughout the Nine Realms." I can't help but feel proud, and instead look like I've been stimulated..."

"Maybe that's why Luger and my half-disciple care so much about him."

The sudden voice beside them startled Tyre and Slude, but through the familiar voice, they quickly understood who it was.

So he turned around and bowed respectfully to Odin, the king of the gods who took off his golden armor and was wearing normal clothes.

"God."

"Why are you here, Father?" Tyre asked in a little surprise.

Although the Hall of Valor is also the palace to which Odin belongs, it is generally taken care of by Tyr. Odin hardly comes here except to welcome extremely powerful and heroic warriors.

"I suddenly got up, so I came here and walked around." Odin said unhurriedly, looking at Kevin in the battlefield, and nodded slightly after a while: "This martial art is getting closer and closer to that of my half-disciple. .”

"Yes, Great God." Slude replied respectfully, and because of Odin's praise, the corners of his mouth couldn't help but upturned, and he said proudly: "Although compared to his master, the king of martial arts, Skaha , he can only use guns and swords.

But after more than a month, under the experience of competing with many warriors, his progress is very obvious. Presumably in the past two or three months, his martial arts alone is enough to be invincible in the Hall of Valor! "

"Skahana child said that in the many wanderings of life and death, he had already memorized the magic spear and the swing of the sword. The only difference is that he completely made it his own." Odin is much more difficult. Speaking, looking at Kevin in the field, nodded.

"From this point of view, it will be a matter of time before he turns those things into his own."

"Father." Tyre, who rolled his eyes, couldn't help but asked: "You said this child, after obtaining Fenrir's blood, is it possible to fight Slude?"

"Slude?" Odin, who glanced at the Valkyrie Slude, looked at Tyr, "If he really passed the test, not to mention Slude, even you, Sharkey, he would enough to pose a threat.

Don't forget, the magic sword in his hand is comparable to the spear Gungnir in my hand. "

Hearing what Odin said, Tire remembered that that night, in the battle between gods, giants, and giant wolves, the magic sword in Kevin's hand played a direct role in determining the situation!

In this way, Tyre, who inevitably felt a little emotional in his heart, subconsciously glanced at Slude, only to see that the magic sword was hanging on her body at the moment.

Because the ability of the magic sword Flagerak is to directly negate the power of other people's 'trump card' and counterattack, which is a passive ability that Kevin cannot control accurately...at least it is an ability that cannot be controlled now.

Therefore, the magic sword can only be temporarily placed on Slude.

"Suddenly I'm looking forward to it." Looking at Kevin in the battlefield, Tyr couldn't help but smiled and said, "When he got Fenrir's blood, he... How far has it grown?

It must be to the extent that Freya will be crazy about it! "

In this regard, even God King Odin did not deny Tyre's words.

"Is he like this every day recently?" Odin said to Slude: "It's not a good thing to say this every day."

"No, I watched it all." Although he was a little surprised at the great god's concern for Kevin, Slude, who didn't dare to neglect him, replied: "He rested with Mr. Hoddle today, so I promised him today. Continue training tonight."

"Hodur?" Odin and Tire were taken aback.

"Well, Mrs. Hoddle let Kevin sleep on her lap this afternoon and slept all afternoon." Slude, who didn't feel that he was selling Kevin at all, said truthfully to Hoddle's father and brother.