Bloodline Survival Guide

Fenrir's estrus lasted three days.

To him, those three days were longer than an ordinary person's lifetime.

He didn't leave Landvedi, but stayed in that spring, and Vidal never came back.

He just soaked himself in that spring water, held his lower body/body to relieve his passion and desire, and the white figure was still in his mind.

He recalled over and over again the touch of his hands that night, the taste of Vidal's lips, Vidal's loss of control, tension, and resistance, the beautiful body, and the god who was so beautiful that he should always stand on the cloud, and was captured by him. The look of being pressed down.

He was shrouded in passion/desire, fantasizing about that unrealistic dream, humbly blaspheming himself.

very pitiful.

He still shamelessly thinks about that god, masturbates uncontrollably thinking about that god, and relies on those sad memories to get through the estrus period.

Fenrir himself didn't know how he survived those three days, he just remembered it was painful.He was a lonely monster covered in thorns, Shaw thought of the noble god.

Also stabbed the god.

On the third day, he cheered up and returned to Tyre's palace, begging him to take him to the banquet.

Looking at the listless wolf in front of him and the bald fur on his back, Till was very puzzled, "Have you been in Landvedi all this time? What happened to your fur? Will the banquet A beast like you is welcome, if you are willing to go as my pet or entourage, there may be some chances."

Tyre thought, this arrogant wolf would definitely refuse.I really don't understand, it's obviously just an uncivilized beast, why is it so stubborn and arrogant in its bones, it doesn't look like Loki at all.

Fenrir was still sleepy.

To Tire's surprise, Fenrir said: "I promise you, I am willing to go as a follower, please take me there."

He wanted to see Vidal one more time.

It was a grand feast, and Tyre was right.

Presumably all the gods of Asgard were in attendance.The gods filled the entire Golden Palace with their families. Odin invited the most beautiful nightingale to sing for the gods on the palace, and the most beautiful dancing beauties danced in the palace. Covered with petals, surrounded by beautiful blooming flowers.And there are three huge wooden barrels in the center of the hall, I don't know what is inside.

When Tire brought Fenrir into the arena, it caused quite a disturbance.

First, it aroused Frena's dissatisfaction.She twisted her waist and walked over from a distance, and asked Tyre from a little distance: "My dear Tyre, I think you know that not everyone can participate in today's banquet. Please leave the hall?"

Thor was drinking, and he was also attracted. He frowned, and walked over with a hammer, bringing a gust of displeasure.

His tone was more direct: "Tyl, get it out."

Till sighed inwardly, in a dilemma.On the one hand, he agreed to Fenrir, and he knew that he should keep his promise, but if too many gods were dissatisfied, then he couldn't fight his companion because of a monster.

He was thinking about how to find an excuse, but Fenrir spoke up himself.

"Please allow me to attend this banquet." His voice was very low. "I won't cause damage. I just want to see what the banquet in Asgard looks like. Everyone says how good the banquet in Asgard is." Fascinating, I have never seen such a grand banquet, let me open my eyes."

Odin on the top looks like he is talking to Frigga, the queen beside him, but in fact he has been paying attention to every move of all the gods in the entire hall.

He heard the conflict at the gate of the hall because of Fenrir, but he didn't say a word, and didn't intervene.

He turned his gaze back, frowned, and looked at Vidal beside him.

Vidal stayed by Odin's side, serving Odin to drink all the time.

At this moment, Vidal was holding the golden jug, and the glass in front of him had already been filled to the brim, and the bright yellow mead dripped down the edge of the table.He still seemed to be unaware, and continued to pour the flagon in a daze, not knowing why he was in a daze.

"Vidal."

Odin nodded his forehead in displeasure, waking him up from his trance.

Vidal seemed to be taken aback, he hurriedly moved the flagon aside, and panickedly thought about wiping the spilled wine on the table with his sleeve.

Frigga quickly grabbed him from the side, "My Vidal! What are you doing! You just went out for a trip, why are you absent-minded for a few days? Is there anything in other worlds that you linger on? ?"

Vidal still didn't seem to be overwhelmed.

He glanced blankly at Frigga's relieved eyes, then stared at the entrance of the Golden Palace in a daze, then quickly retracted his eyes as if he had been scalded by something.

Finally he turned his head and shook his head firmly at Frigg.

There was deep meaning in Odin's one-eyed eyes. He looked at his beloved young son a few more times, and sighed inaudibly.

The banquet will begin soon.

Maybe all banquets in the world are equally boring.It's nothing more than everyone toasting and drinking, chatting and laughing, saying some nice things to flatter each other, complimenting your new jewelry, my new weapon... the same, extremely monotonous.

Tyr was arranged at the table behind Thor, and Thor brought his wife to attend, and other gods either brought their wives and children, or brought their beautiful and generous lovers.Only Tyr brought an ugly beast with torn fur.

The gods pointed at the ground, Tyr's face was dull, and he complained a lot about Fenrir in his heart.

Fenrir didn't bother to pay attention to those malicious eyes with unknown meanings.All his mind was attracted by the position at the top of the hall.

Vidal had a rare braided hair today, with gold hoops on it.

It was still a white robe, but the texture looked much more delicate than the ones he wore before, maybe it was specially prepared for today.Other gods can only sit at the bottom, but only Vidal can sit next to Odin, this preference is evident.

He still looks elegant, noble, and gentle.

God.

No other god deserves to be called a god, only Vidal is a god, Fenrir thought as he looked at the white figure.

Other gods can't compare at all, Vidal is the only god, the only god in his heart.

He blasphemed God.

Fenrir thought in confusion, actually feeling a kind of masochistic pleasure.I broke the balanced relationship between him and Vidal in that extreme and absurd way, but it also made this god... say a word to me, didn't you?

How precious is that sentence to Vidal, no one has heard it, but I have!Fenrir thought.

After all, Vidal never speaks, always silent.

He used impulsiveness and madness to change the god to say a word, although the content was...rejecting himself.

does it worth?

Fenrir felt it was worth it for a while, and ridiculous for a while.I was also uncertain, what would Vidal think of himself?Maybe you will think he is crazy and never talk to him again.No longer would Vidal sit opposite him by the Landvedi's fountain, listen to him, and treat him as a so-called, 'friend'.

But it doesn't matter.Anyway, Vidal really said a word, it was true, it was said to himself, no one else heard it, no one knew that Vidal was not a voiceless god, only he knew...

Fenrir looked up at that noble figure through the gods.

He can only look up.

Seeing that he was always looking at Odin's position, Tire couldn't help reminding him, "Although I don't know what you're thinking, I advise you not to always look at Father God. You can stay This is already an extra grace, so don’t look around, it will displease God the Father.”

Fenrir ignored him.

But Tire had no chance to reprimand the wolf again, because the highlight of the banquet finally came.

Odin stood up and pressed his hands in the direction of the gods.

The hall was instantly silent.

Odin always wears golden armor.He wears a golden ring on his hand, and his weapon is a long spear, and there are still two crows on his shoulders—one named Fujin and the other named Wuni.

He glanced around the gods in the temple with his one remaining eye, and wherever his sharp gaze touched, all the gods could not help but sit up straight.

"I think everyone knows why this banquet was held. One is to punish my stupid and cunning stepbrother, Loki, who was finally punished..." Odin said here, as if thinking of Baldr's death. In pain, he closed his eyes and sighed.

"I won't mention this matter anymore. I hope all the gods here will remember that we have power, and our strength and wisdom should be used to maintain stability and peace, not to bring destruction and destruction. Loki is the worst Demonstration, I hope that all the gods will keep their mission in mind, and stand firm until the end of death, and all our efforts are worthwhile."

As soon as he finished speaking, all the gods in the Golden Palace stood up, bowed their heads towards Odin, and all agreed, "Bless Asgard."

Odin smiled slightly, softened his face, and signaled the gods to sit down, "The rest of the time belongs to you, but before the carnival, I would like to introduce a distinguished guest to you..."

Odin and the diva Frigga beside him smiled at each other, and then said: "A few days ago, I brought back precious wine for everyone—"

Odin proudly pointed to the three wooden barrels in the center of the hall, "I think the origin of this wine has been spread all over Asgard in the past few days, so I won't tell you any more! But I can't help but want to boast Take a moment, this is the best honey wine in the Nine Worlds, just one sip will make you drunk immediately, the most amazing thing is, this wine can also give you the talent for reciting poems and studying, just one sip, You will be able to recite beautiful and beautiful poems, and every sentence you say will become a wonderful sentence..."

The eyes of the gods are all on the wooden barrel of the mead of poetry, casting eager and longing eyes.

After Odin finished speaking, he smiled again, "This is precious wine, even I am reluctant to drink it casually. Then why do you want to hold a banquet and take it out? Please listen to me. Everyone knows that we and The Vanir Protoss signed an armistice agreement. The Asa Protoss and the Vanir Protoss have been fighting for many years, and finally stopped fighting. We were tired of fighting and sacrifices, and exchanged sincerity for a truce... And today, the Vanir Protoss sent an envoy of peace for the first time Come on, would you all stand up and welcome the beautiful Nasus?"

After Odin finished speaking, a blond goddess wearing colorful gauze slowly stepped into the hall.

She was holding a golden ear of wheat, with a smile on her lips and a soft face.

This is the most famous goddess of the Vanir Protoss. She is responsible for sowing and harvesting. She is a goddess of abundance, named Nasus, and is a very favored goddess of the Vanir Protoss.

The eyes of all the gods were attracted by her, and they all paid attention to the goddess who came from afar to show their respect.

But there are also people who are very dissatisfied with this.Like Frena.

There are only two gods in the Nine Great Worlds, God Vanir and God Asa. The two races of gods have been fighting for many years. Although there is a truce, the lords of the gods on both sides are not at ease about the hasty truce agreement.

At that time they made a decision, the two sides exchanged hostages, let the twin brothers and sisters Frey and Flena go to Asgard as hostages, and the Asgars sent the stupid but loyal Heinir and the wise giant Mimir to Asgard. To the Warner Protoss.That is to say, Flena did not belong to Asgard in the beginning. She and her brother Frey were abandoned by their original protoss.

Fortunately, Asgard was not mean to Fleena and Frey. They spent their time in Asgard leisurely and happily, and the two brothers and sisters had long forgotten the pain caused by the past.

But Nasus, who came from afar, could not help reminding Frena of the gloomy past.Because after Frena was sent to Asgard, Nasus took over her godhead...

Frena was not good at hiding her emotions, so she overturned the wine glass in front of her with a face full of fear.

Odin smiled and watched Nasus slowly approaching his throne. When she got closer, Odin lowered his head again, and said softly to Vidal who had been dazed beside him: "My dearest Vidal, Father God I want to give you a present."

Vidal came back to his senses suddenly, and looked up at Odin.

Odin raised his hand with a smile on his face: "In order to celebrate Nasus coming from afar, we, the Asir protoss, have prepared the unique poetic mead in the world for the beautiful god of abundance! Thor! Open the barrel and pour the wine— —!”

After receiving the order, Thor strode onto the low table in front of him and jumped into the air with his strength. After all, the wooden barrel was really too big, as huge as the giant's body, almost reaching the top of the Golden Palace.

Thor, the god of thunder, stood in the air, holding the hammer of Thor in his hand, and lightly smashed on the top of the barrel——

The force was used so skillfully, the hammer that could attract storm and lightning only touched the top of the barrel—the force did not crack the whole barrel, but made a neat little hole.The mouth is not big, perhaps only as big as the lips of a beauty when they are opened...

How did Thor manage to make such a small opening with a hammer that contained the power of the world?It's amazing.

Odin chose to let Thor open the wine barrel, maybe he also wanted to show off to the guests of the Vanir Protoss who came from afar.

The mellow wine poured out from the small mouth, and there were already gods waiting underneath with cups and bowls. When the clear yellow honey wine poured down, the gods rushed to reach their hands, jokingly pushing each other's bodies, To fight for that rare wine.

Odin watched the gods snatch the mead of poetry, with a majestic smile still on his face.

He lightly patted Vidal's back beside him, and said in a commanding tone: "My dear son, go and pour a glass of mead for Nasus. We are the masters, how can we let the guests do it themselves?"

Vidal thought for a moment, nodded to Odin, then picked up the gold cup on the table and walked towards His Royal Highness.

He has never disobeyed his father God, no matter what kind of order.

When passing the gods, everyone consciously made way for Vidal.Thor dragged away Heimdall, who had collapsed on the ground and was so drunk that he was unconscious, and then whispered to Vidal: "My dear Vidal, go quickly, and don't let those drunk daredevils touch you. is you!"

When Frena saw Vidal, she kindly stepped forward and pulled his white robe, and said coquettishly, "Vidal, take a look at my new clothes, do they match my figure well?"

Eden is the lover of Braki, the god of poetry.She carried a box made of ash wood all year round, which contained golden apples-when the gods felt that she was showing signs of aging, they would find Eden and ask her to give him an apple.After eating that magic apple, the gods were able to regain their youth and vitality.

Seeing Vidal, Eden also stepped forward and greeted with concern: "My dear Vidal, why do you look a little worried? You see your frown, I always think it's a fine line? Tell me quickly, Need an apple?"

Surrounded by the gods, Vidal was cared from head to toe while chirping.He still shook his head all the time, smiling apologetically and shyly at the gods.

All the gods felt pity for him, and protected Vidal to the wine pouring place, and accompanied him to receive a glass of sweet mead.

Vidal held the glass of wine in both hands, and his footsteps were steady at first, until he reached Tyre's table before something went wrong.

He was very uncomfortable seeing the scorching gaze from the giant beast beside Tire, and everyone in the hall noticed with keen eyes that Vidal's ears were red.

But everyone thought that he felt embarrassed because he wanted to offer wine to Nasus, the goddess of fertility, so they all gave Vidal a playful and relieved smile.

Nasus also had a little red on his face.

When Vidal walked up to her, Nasus didn't take the glass of wine, but said: "Dear Forest God, we met once in Alfheim (the kingdom of elves), do you still want to drink?" remember me?"

Vidal was holding the wine, and the gentle goddess in front of him didn't make him feel embarrassed. On the contrary, there was a look from the side and back that seemed to have substance - even if they didn't look at each other, Vidal still felt uncomfortable.

He was distraught.

Vidal told himself to ignore that gaze, took a deep breath, and shook his head at Nasus with a smile.

Disappointment flashed across Nasus's face, but he continued immediately: "Perhaps you will think that I am rude, but in fact, Your Highness Vidal, I have traveled thousands of miles to come to Asgard. It's for you."

As soon as her words fell, the whole hall burst into cheers.Most of the Asa protoss are enthusiastic and hearty, and their attitudes towards courtship and marriage are also very enlightened. The gods like to express their love in a straightforward way.

This time, Vidal was really blushing because of Nasus. He held his wine glass blankly and looked around in a daze—Odin in the main hall had a gratified smile on his face, and the surrounding gods looked forward to blessings and expectations. The expression on her face, as well as Frena's sombre face, were probably upset at being upstaged by other goddesses...

Vidal collected himself, forced a smile, and waved firmly at Nasus.

The gods still smiled tolerantly, thinking that Vidal just felt a little shy because he experienced such a show of love for the first time.

Even Nasus thinks so.She had known for a long time that Vidal was a reserved and silent god, so she didn't say anything else.

But instead of showing love directly, you can also get close in other ways, right?

Then Nasus looked down at the wine glass in Vidal's hand, stretched out his hand and pushed it in Vidal's direction, and said with a smile: "I have an idea, and the respected Odin also said before that the mead of poetry can make people feel better. The person who drinks it is immediately intoxicated, and it can also make the person who drinks it speak loudly... It is said that Vidal, the god of the forest, is silent and gentle. With the next cup of honey wine, maybe you can regain the ability to speak like the gods in the future?"

After she finished speaking, the gods began to whisper in low voices.

After hearing this, Odin leaned over to discuss with the diva Frigga next to him, and then said to Vidal, "Drink as much as you want, and just don't if you don't want to."

After finishing speaking, Odin said to Nasus, "Dear Nasus, I hope you don't mind, none of us have the habit of forcing Vidal."

Vidal was obviously not very willing.He doesn't like to drink, and he hates getting drunk, and he has no interest in being able to spit out beautiful poems.

He still sent the gold cup in his hand to Nasus, looking at him with a smile.

Nasus frowned, feeling a little shameless.

She came from afar, for this god who fell in love at first sight... She was not angry because of Vidal's indifferent attitude towards him, nor because of Vidal's smile with a distance, but Vidal brushed her face in front of all the gods , which made her feel intolerable.Because she came here this time, not only representing Nasus, the goddess of fertility, but also the pride of the Vanir Protoss.

It's just a glass of wine, isn't it?

Nasus raised his eyebrows, and still pushed the glass of wine towards Vidal, "I came to Asgard on behalf of the Vanir Protoss not to be slighted. I want Odin to know that I am bringing peace and friendship. I came here on a mission...but if the children of the forest are not even willing to drink a glass of wine for me, then I would like to ask all the gods here, how can I see the sincerity of the friendship between the Asa Gods and my Vanir Gods?"

Nasus's words sounded like he was trying to force others, but the gods could only look at each other.Just a glass of wine sounds like a trivial matter, but if Nasus raises it to a conflict between two protoss, the nature will be completely different.

Thor, the god of thunder, quickly stood up to make a rescue: "Beautiful goddess Nasus, I don't think you know that good wine is a sweet burden to our little Vidal. If you don't mind, I think I will Do it for Vidal."

After speaking, he strode over and snatched the gold cup from Vidal——

Nasus's face immediately sank.

Before Thor drank the glass of fine wine, she said coldly: "It turns out that the Asa protoss prevaricate foreign visitors like this? Very good, I think I feel the sincerity of the Asa protoss."

After she finished speaking, she touched the golden ears of wheat in her bosom, and was about to leave the Golden Palace.

"Vidal." Odin said in a calm voice, before Nasus left, "I think good wine is also an indispensable part of your experience of life... What's more, it's just a glass of wine. The beautiful Nasus You have come from afar, and as the youngest son of our Asir, I think you should drink that glass of wine."

Vidal could not refuse any order from Odin, that is the father of the gods, no god would defy Odin.Even Vidal was the same, not to mention that he was never arrogant, and he didn't want to embarrass Odin.

He looked at the sympathetic gazes of the gods around him, sighed softly, gave the gods a relieved look, and immediately picked up the golden cup to drink——

"--no."

A voice came in abruptly——

In the next second, the cup in Vidal's hand was slapped to the ground by a paw.

The other party closed his nails and patted it very gently. The movement didn't use much force, but it was like a lover's caress... First, he lightly brushed the back of Vidal's hand, and then knocked over the golden cup.

Fenrir had already walked over at some point, he was inserted between Vidal and Nasus, his amber eyes swept across the gods with different expressions coldly, and his tone was very cold, "He doesn't want to drink, you guys Can't you see it?"