Bloodline Survival Guide

Later, Fenrir returned to Asgard, and rarely ran around in other worlds.

But he always likes to run to Landvedi, Vidal's forest.

Tire couldn't control him, and he himself was always going to the center of the war, so he didn't have time to take care of this giant wolf who never listened to discipline.

But Fenrir was in the forest, but he couldn't wait for Vidal.

Vidal seems to always go out, only returning to Landvedi occasionally, most of the time he walks in the forests of the Nine Worlds, to bless those forests and lands with thousands of rivers and mountains.

Fenrir waited and waited until he had fully grown into the appearance of an adult male wolf, and he never saw Vidal again.

How difficult it was to meet him, he didn't even dare to go out to look for him, afraid of missing that white figure, so he dared to stay in his forest and wait quietly for him to come home.

After staying in the forest for a long time, he has become very familiar with the creatures of Landvedi.He is familiar with every tree, every animal and every ant hole in this forest.The animals were a little afraid of him. After all, the strong preyed on the jungle, and they always ran away when they saw Fenrir.

Strangely enough, Fenrir never hunted in Landvedi.He would rather go through Landvedi every day to forage elsewhere than destroy a single leaf in this forest.

Same day.After he patrolled the entire forest like a guard, he returned to the place where he saw Vidal before, lying on the swing, beside the spring, and fell asleep quietly.

In the dream, it was Vidal's silver hair, blue eyes, and a gentle and warm smile.

For Fenrir, every night's dream has such beauty, which makes the waiting time full of meaning.

When the morning sun fell on him this morning, Fenrir woke up in a daze, with a clear smell at the tip of his nose——

Fenrir opened his eyes, and saw Vidal squatting, hugging his knees, looking at him.

He stood up immediately in fright.Vidal didn't move, still smiling slightly, staring intently into Fenrir's eyes.

One god and one beast stared at each other for a long time without opening their mouths. After a long silence, Vidal slowly stretched out his hand to approach him, as if wanting to touch his head.

However, Fenrir suddenly took a few steps back, his reaction was very intense, and there was some embarrassment and reluctance in his eyes.

Vidal's hand froze in the air, and before he retracted it, Fenrir in front of him suddenly turned into a human form, a tall man.

Still a naked male.

Black hair, black eyes, and the facial features of the residents of Asgard are different.

Vidal stared at him intently for a few seconds, then raised his frozen hand and plucked a leaf from the forest. With a light shake of his hand, the leaf turned into a green robe.He held up the clothes and compared the size to Fenrir, then smiled and handed them over.

Fenrir took it over and thought about what to say to him while putting it on.

The days waiting for Vidal are long and short, sweet and painful.Fenrir didn't know if this counted as liking, but he felt that there was no better explanation, even if the other party was a god, he was still male.

He once said to Tyr that he would never submit to anyone, whether it was man, god or other.But it seems that no matter whether it is a god, a person or an animal, it seems that they cannot control themselves to surrender to their emotions.

If you have a crush on a god who can't speak, how should you communicate with him?

I can't say anything, so how can I go any further?

Fenrir thought for a while, tried to make his voice softer, and introduced himself: "My name is Fenrir, and I have seen you three times, once in the hall, once at the Forest Festival, your birthday. The third time is In the underworld. I came here... for no other purpose, just to hear other gods say that you can’t talk, and think you might be boring, so I always want to come and talk with you.”

And then he was like, oh my god, what a terrible excuse.

But Vidal nodded seriously, as if to thank him.Then he shook his head again, as if saying that there was no need to accompany him.

Fenrir didn't know if he guessed right, so he could only talk nonsense according to his knowing feeling, "Actually, I don't want to come to accompany you... I just think this forest is very quiet and suitable for sleeping... Maybe here is The best place in Sgard...”

Vidal sat down on the ground while listening to him.As soon as he sat down, a large delicate white flower quickly grew out of the original land, supporting his body in the center and acting as a cushion.Then he rummaged in his waist pocket again, grabbed a handful of something to hold, and gestured to Fenrir for him to open his palms.

Fenrir was stunned for a moment, not knowing whether he was embarrassed or what, he hesitated for a while before walking over and spreading his palms.

What fell into the palm were peeled pine nuts, which were very fragrant.

Fenrir was about to say that he would not eat this, but when he looked up and saw Vidal's expectant eyes, he swallowed the words back.

Vidal stretched out his hand again, and tapped the ground under his feet, and a large white flower grew there in an instant, motioning for Fenrir to sit on it.

When they sat down facing each other, Vidal watched him with interest while eating pine nuts, his eyes clear and calm, waiting for him to speak.

That look is different from all gods.There is only a clean reciprocity in his eyes, it seems that he just treats him as a friend, there is no hostility, contempt, arrogance and defensiveness, only gentle reciprocity.

Fenrir felt that respect.

He was neither contemptuous nor scrutinized strangely, there was only peace in his eyes, and the blue that seemed to hold the stars and the sea.

His heartbeat also slowly calmed down.

"This forest is very similar to you." Fenrir said, "It's very quiet, quiet and lonely, won't you feel bored if you stay alone?"

Vidal gave him a suspicious look back, as if saying, how come.

"That's right, the whole forest is your friend, how can you be lonely." Fenrir laughed, "You are different from the gods of Asgard, and the other gods are not like gods, I always think you are the most Like God, God should be like you."

Vidal shook his head disapprovingly while eating the pine nuts.

"I'm serious. When I was in Jotunheim... Do you know Jotunheim? It's the land of giants. I was born in a swamp in Jotunheim. I never met the man who gave birth to me. It was Loki who brought me back. He said that I was born in destruction, so he took me away... Before coming to Asgard, they told me that there are many gods here, and that the gods are noble and admirable , loves everything, but what I see is not like this..."

Fenrir told him what he had seen and heard in Asgard, and those famous gods were all derogatoryly labeled by him - Tyr's stupidity, Frena's hypocrisy, Thor's arrogance...

Later, when he was talking, he felt that Vidal didn't like talking about his father and brother like that, so he changed his tune and started chatting endlessly.

"The weather is really nice. Sun Goddess is probably in a good mood recently."

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"That cloud that floats past looks like a rabbit."

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"I think you look good in white."

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As a wolf with nothing but strength, his vision and conversation were really limited, and the frequency of speaking intervals became longer and longer, because Fenrir didn't know what to say.

Vidal kept silent with a smile, and looked into his eyes no matter how boring the topic he was talking about, as if they could talk like this forever if no one disturbed them.

Fenrir's mood is quite complicated. On the one hand, he thinks it's good for Vidal not to speak. If he doesn't respond, he doesn't have to worry about whether the other party will find the conversation boring or dull.But Vidal always doesn't speak, and he also has some secret sense of loss... After all, it is always unsatisfactory to pour out love in one direction, and if you get closer, you will want more.

He's down.

"I have only transformed into a human form in front of you, because I always feel that it is strange to talk to you in wolf form. Other gods say that I am a monster. Sometimes when I can't help but lose my temper, I will cause some damage. I am also afraid To scare you, you'll think I'm a monster."

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"Actually, I don't know if I'm a monster, but I feel ugly in front of you, but I still want to get closer to you, and I don't know why..." Fenrir stammered, talking The eye sockets are also slightly red, "I haven't eaten a corpse for a long time, and I have also learned to transform into a human form and learn the behavior of those gods. Although it is difficult, I still want to get better... I actually don't understand, Why do those gods look down on me so much, just because I am a wolf? But I have been working hard to get better and try to show my kindness, why they still hate me, I don’t know What did I do wrong..."

No one gets used to malice.

Fenrir has no companions by his side, and Asgard is a noble god, so there is no monster like him.He has no relatives and no friends.Neither disobedient nor god-believing, living in Asgard sounds like a joke.

Fenrir stubbornly stayed here, forcing himself to fit in with this world, forcing himself to slowly become 'normal' in the eyes of others... What is the purpose of all this?

He had an answer in his heart, but he didn't dare to say it.

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"I find it very strange, as if it's not because of anything I've done wrong, but because my very existence itself is hated by God. I often think, what is it about me that makes them hate me?"

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"I don't know what I did wrong..."

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"Even if I try my best, everything seems to be in vain... Asgard doesn't need a beast like me..."

Fenrir murmured.

Hearing this, Vidal suddenly stood up from the flowers, interrupting Fenrir's chatter.He stood still in front of Fenrir, tentatively... lightly stroked Fenrir's black hair.

Fenrir didn't dare to move, one was nervous, and the other was that he didn't know how to react.

Seeing that he didn't refuse, Vidal began to stroke his hair lightly, put his other hand on Fenrir's shoulder, and patted it lightly.I don't know if it's comfort, sympathy, pity... or something else.

It seems to be the way he communicates with other people, sometimes with eyes, sometimes with gestures.Maybe in your eyes, this is comfort and a simple show of favor, without deep meaning.But for Fenrir, this gentle and kind gesture was enough to make him sink and deliver, and even made his whole body numb and start to tremble slightly.

Vidal saw Fenrir's state a little strangely, he thought for a moment, and the next second he made a move that surprised Fenrir - he took a step closer and took Fenrir's head into his arms.

Then while touching his hair, he patted his back.

It's like coaxing a baby.

There is neither strong nor light fragrance in that bosom.

The moment Fenrir was embraced by him, he felt as if he saw the forest, the earth, the rainbow, the drizzle, the sunset, the sea of ​​stars, the first snow, and the four seasons.

He saw it all in colorful colors, and it was all in Vidal's arms, in his own eyes.

Fenrir knew he was in love with Vidal, starting with that hug.