The Recorder in the History of the Type Month

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"wait wait wait......!"

On the other side, Kevin and Slude had just arrived outside the forest where Fenrir lived, when they saw Fenrir standing at the border, eager to break through the barrier built by the gods, their faces changed slightly, and they hurriedly stopped. .

"Kevin, you are too slow!" Fenrir saw Kevin, his tail flicked, jumped twice, raised his head and shouted loudly.

"Not slow, not slow!" Seeing that Fenrir gave up his plan to rush out, Kevin breathed a sigh of relief and complained: "Because you and I have left my two sisters, you are not satisfied!"

"Your two sisters?...Oh, I remembered, you only let me pigeons two days ago because of that guy named Hoddle, right!"

Speaking of this, Fenrir, who saw Kevin walking in, said with wide-eyed frowns.

"Didn't I make up time for you later? I didn't even go to Valhalla to train that morning!"

Saying that, Kevin couldn't help but glared at Slude. Slude blinked, remembering the scene where Kevin was besieged by warriors and Valkyries the next day, and couldn't help laughing.

Since the battle between Kevin and Tyre that day, the warriors of Valhalla wanted to compete with Kevin. After all, Kevin came from another continent, and even many Valkyries were interested.

Kevin didn't refuse. After all, fighting so many people can quickly gain experience. He remembered that Skaha said that what he lacked was fighting the strong.

Then...then half a month passed, and more than half of the people were still in line.

And after so long, Kevin has lost a few games, and the losers are naturally unconvinced, so to be precise, the team has not lost much at all!

In the past two weeks, Kevin's life can be said to be quite rich. In the morning, he went to the Hall of Valor to fight and train with those warriors.

In the afternoon, I will have afternoon tea with Hoddle first, and then I have to come and play with Fenrir, and I can calm down a little in the evening.

"Is it important or Valhalla is more important!" Fenrir was unhappy when he heard this, and kicked the ground with his feet, making this area seem like an earthquake.

"Didn't you say you wanted to be my friend?!"

"You're important, you're important!" After seeing Fenrir's ability to 'demolition' the house two days ago, and making noises around him, what else can Kevin do, roll his eyes.

"Yeah!" Hearing this, Fenrir was happy, raised his head proudly, then leaned up and said expectantly, "Then what are you playing today?"

"Today, play this!"

Kevin said, and from his silver pouch, he took out a Frisbee that Balder specially asked for someone to make for him two days ago!

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pS: I originally wanted to write more today, finish the previous preparations, and then write the first trial, but suddenly found out that today is the LPL quarterfinals!So let's get here today, and I'll see if I can make it up tomorrow!

pS2: The first trial will be available tomorrow.

pS3: Ah, and this chapter four thousand five!

Chapter 63 Accident

During the half a month spent with Fenrir, Kevin found that Fenrir's mind was not mature.

It's not that it's not smart, it's just that it's childlike innocence.

Fierce is its nature as a devil wolf, but it is not unrestrained.

Fenrir is like an immature child who likes to listen to good things and play.

It belongs to the type that if you are good to it, it will not necessarily be good to you, but at least it will recognize you, and if you are bad to it, then it will always be thinking about it.

This kind of person is easy to get along with, as long as you don't have any crooked thoughts, or talk about your thoughts and coax them a little bit.

It is difficult to get along with each other, after all, it is the god-killing wolf in the prophecy, the monster that shakes the earth!

Can easily discern a person's true inner thoughts and see through lies.

After all, its father is Loki, the god of tricks, and deception doesn't work!

The situation is somewhat similar to Hodl, except that Hodl took the initiative to seal himself out of his residence, while Fenrir, not many people dared to come over.

"Playing with this?" Fenrir's tail twitched, and his red eyes looked suspiciously at the Frisbee that Kevin took out, and dropped the shield on Slude's left hand.

It noticed that the Frisbee was made of a similar material to the shield in Slude's hand.

After all, ordinary things can't withstand the destruction of Fenrir, and Kevin wouldn't go to Baldur if it wasn't so.

Kevin couldn't help but smile when he saw Fenrir sniffing the shield and tilting his head in confusion.

"Slude."

Hearing Kevin calling him, Slude understood, and according to what he had discussed last night, he came to Fenrir and began to draw runes on it.

Feeling the traces of confinement in his body, Fenrir frowned slightly.

"Don't worry, there's no malicious intent." Seeing this, Kevin quickly said, "You are too destructive. If you don't put some restraints on you, the game won't work, so bear with it!"

When Fenrir heard it, he tried to shake it, and after finding that he could break the confinement with a little force, he didn't say anything.

"What are you playing?"

In the past half month, Kevin and Fenrir have played different games with Fenrir almost every day, and he has made him very happy every day.

If not, after Kevin released the pigeons that day, he wouldn't be able to hold back his emotions and 'demolition' ran out to find him.

By the way, the successful production of this special Frisbee is also a price for Kevin to appease Fenrir.