The Amber Sword: Hidden Quest of Freya in Act 144?

Freya woke up from the drowsy drowsiness, but the eyes were not a layer of glacial canyons stacked like ice skates, and the ears were no longer haunted by the trembling trembling canyon ice wind, she remember When he fainted, he was on the glacier's windward side, but now he was in a quiet mountain stream. I don't know how long she was in a coma. The coldness seemed to have penetrated into the limbs. She gritted her teeth and managed to get up from the snow. But Freya suddenly noticed something that had never been seen before.

Not far from the dangling field of vision, there is a small thing standing a bit like a small snowman, but its slender arms are not ordinary dry branches, but are made of ice crystals; The little thing folded his hands on his waist, half-bently bent and looked at Freya not far away. It was a bit like a housekeeper in Lord Thane castle, but he was not tall and his face was full of ice crystals. Under the beard and eyebrow, eyebrow, a pair of glittering eyes sparkle.

Freya was startled. She had never seen anything like this before, sobered up, sitting up from the snow like a spring. But she didn't expect that her sudden action would scare the other side too much. The little thing was so scared that the retreat tripped on a tree root in two steps, and then sat down in the snow with one butt, and it took a long time to get up. Then the two for a moment stared at each other with big eyes.

Awkward silence permeates the snow.

For a long time, Freya finally realized that the other party didn't seem to be hostile. After considering it, he asked tentatively, "Did you bring me here?"

The snowman stunned, patted the snow at the end of his body and stood up, bowing respectfully to Freya: "N-not me, the master brought you here, respectful little master." It It even speaks Kirrlutz, but the tone is slightly weird. It feels very funny, like a duck barking.

Freya opened her mouth and closed it and turned into an 'o' shape. She was shocked by the other person's title. "Wait, what do you call me, and who is your master?"

"The master is the master, the respected little master." The Snowman replied in a very natural tone. It seems like the correct answer to this question should be.

"Wait, I'm not a little host, do you recognize the wrong person?"

"The host said that you are the most honorable guest here. The host asked us to treat you with the little host's etiquette. The host said so. The host must be right."

Freya feels that her brain is running out. She only thinks that if Brando is here, he will be able to quickly figure out what happened. But this girl from the Bucce countryside is not stupid. She first touched the side of the belt: Lion Heart Sword was in the scabbard of that place; then she touched the waist bag: the slate Brando gave her was also safe. Even the ruby ​​ring is still in her hand, she is slightly sighed in relief, which shows that the other party is at least not malicious.

She calmed down a bit, and then asked the snowman, "Hello, how should I call you?"

The snowman put a hand like a dead branch on his chest, and learned the etiquette of human beings to salute her: "We are the Tollefin Fairy who has lived here for generations. Dear little master. We have no name You can call us "Hey" or "Come here". Anyway, our each looks similar to you, but in fact there are some differences. As long as you carefully count our beards and eyebrow, you will find the number , The shape is not the same. "

Did not finish the introduction of Tolifin Fairy, Freya burst into a laugh. The little things learned the etiquette of human noble in a clever way, but what they said was out of the bounds, which was a bit funny. She smiled and asked, "Where is your master?"

"The owner is in the house."

"House? Can I meet him?"

"The master said, if the little master wakes up. Take you to see him."

"Take me to see him?" Freya was a little suspicious: "Can you do it now?"

Tolifin Fairy nodded.

Freya got up from the snow and patted the clothes corner, only to realize that his injuries had recovered. She remembered that she had been seriously injured before she was unconscious, and she killed the silver monster with her last blow. What happened at that time was unclear. She only faintly remembered that the slate in her bag fell out and sparkled in the snow. It seemed as if he had fallen into the furnace and was suffering, and then he was unconscious. But the slate is still in her waist bag, and she squeezed it with her hands, as cold as before.

Freya did not know whether the recovery from his injuries was related to the changes at that time, or to the mysterious master of these little Fairy, but she saw the small figure of the snowman already and climbed to the mountain pass in front of it, it stood She waved at her under a white bush, and Freya quickly followed.

Freya found that the place she was in seemed to be in a secluded valley. She followed Tollifing Fairy, and first passed through a dense forest that had previously seen the white thorns. This plant seems to be distributed throughout the valley. These white thorns can grow to be very tall, just like the trees outside, except that the top of it is bent down, and there are hanging glowing fruits, like street lamps. , The soft light illuminates the winding road in the jungle.

There are many animals in the white woods. At least Freya saw a kind of squirrel with gray-white fur, looking for the seeds of shrubs under the thorn bushes, and occasionally passing through the path of the trail in groups, or using Big dark eyes were alert to her outsider. On the thorns crossing the head, there are many birds like spotted birds, but this bird has silver feathers and long tail feathers. They are not afraid of birth at all, let Freya and small Fairy walked from below, but tilted her head to look at her uninvited guest.

After walking for a while, the white thorns suddenly separated left and right, Freya's eyes lightened slightly, and a look of surprise appeared on the face. After the thorn trees were separated, a mountain spring surrounded by the jungle emerged from the back. The rock wall hangs down and falls into a pool. The steam rises in the pool, which is obviously a hot spring formed by geothermal heat. None of this is surprising. She saw that the land next to the hot spring was full of verdant green vegetation and meadows, and on this meadow, there was a pale blue Stag.

The Stag obviously noticed her too. Freya didn't know if she had an illusion. She saw that the other side even showed her a kind look.

This made her recognize the other person, the Stag that led Correct all of them out of trouble the night before.

She seemed to understand something at a glance. But at this time, Tolfen Fairy, who led the way, stopped and looked back at Freya; the girl in surprise looked at the front and found that the white thorn bushes reached the end in front of already, and there was an open space in front of the mountain wall. An artificial building was carved out on the mountain wall, forming an arch with a height of three or four people. Freya looked at the arch, and then looked at the stop of Tolfen Fairy, and asked, "Are you going to let me in?"

The snowman nodded.

Freya had to gather courage and walked into the cave a few steps forward. The surrounding light dimmed, but after adapting to the dim environment, she gradually saw the interior of the cave, and behind the arch was a natural cave, as if the traces of the artificial axe outside were just to modify the entrance of the cave same. Like most glacial caves here, the inner walls of the caves are made of smooth ice, but the caves are not deep and extend 20-30 feet inward. Then it stopped abruptly and was cut off by a vertical wall of ice.

Freya can't help but widen his eyes. What about the owner of the little Fairy? There is nothing in the cave.

But when she was puzzled, the ice wall in front of her suddenly melted, forming a small door, and then a voice said, "Come in, Freya Young Lady."

"Do you know me?" Freya asked, startled.

But the voice didn't answer. Freya was nervous and curious. She was really worried about the safety of Brando, Nemesis, and Little Prince at this moment, but she couldn't figure out where she was. She waited for a while, seeing that the voice did not continue to speak, so she had to be short. Half-bent bent through the small door on the ice wall. The thick ice wall is about ten feet, and after passing through the small door, I suddenly feel that my eyes are bright, and the surrounding temperature has increased by a few degrees. There is no longer the cold in the valley, but there is a kind of warm Aura. Freya was surprised at raises head, and found that the back of the ice wall turned out to be a very comfortable room, as if she had seen the display of those noble study rooms in Ampere Searl. The room had tables, high chairs, bookshelves, and There is a fireplace with thick carpets on the ground, bright flames burning in the fireplace, bookshelves full of books, and silver candlesticks and plates on the table. The candlelight is soft and the plates are full of various colors. The food was steaming as if it had just been taken out of the oven.

The room was empty, but someone automatically opened a chair for Freya, put a plate and a knife and fork, as if asking her to sit down. "Sit down," said the voice again.

Freya knew that if she didn't do what the other party said, the voice would probably ignore her. She hesitated and sat up. Immediately, a white porcelain tea cup automatically flew off the shelf next to her and put it in front of her. Then the silver teapot on the table seemed to be held by an invisible hand, tilted slightly, and poured tea for her.

Tea is beautiful red, like agate in a cup.

Freya was a little cramped. She put her hands on her knees and suddenly remembered what she learned in etiquette class. subconsciously said, "Thank you."

The voice seemed to see the restraint of this girl from the Bucce countryside, and couldn't help laughing.

"Don't be nervous," he said, "Don't be nervous, already hasn't treated guests for a long time."

Freya breathed in gently. She didn't know what it meant to treat guests for a long time. Does it mean that they have served guests here or something else? She asked in doubt, "Hello, may I ask, are you the owner here, did you save me?"

"We'll discuss this later. Try the tea I made first," the voice answered gently.

It is not a wise thing to drink something of unknown origin in a completely strange place, but Freya feels that the other party does not need to do more. She hesitated, but still held up the white porcelain tea cup and took a sip gently. . Black tea is very delicious, with a thick milk taste. After the entrance, it feels like the fatigue is gone. Even the soreness caused by drowsiness in the snow disappeared for a moment, but she thought about drinking tea. Just took a sip, and the heavily put down the cup with both hands.

"How?" the voice asked.

"Well, great, thank you for your hospitality." Freya replied carefully.

"It seems you are worried?"

Freya Not stupid, now she already I can confirm that the other party is the host here.

"Because I don't know where this is, I'm confused."

"This is just a 'place'. Because it is not fundamentally different from other 'places', if you seriously consider this question, you will find that it is not important to you, right?" the voice replied. .

Freya finds this statement weird, but it cannot be said to be wrong. What she really cares about is not where she is, but how far away she is from Brando and Nemesis. She nodded honestly: "Yes, I'm worried about my companions, and I'm lost with them. Sorry. I don't mean to make you trouble, but can you help me get out of here?"

She paused: "... or, you can order Fairy."

"Don't worry," the voice said, "Freya Young Lady, don't worry, I'm quoting each of you from here, and I want you to do me a favor."

"Is you leading us?" Freya remembered the Stag he had seen outside the door, and he couldn't help but believe: "But who are you. How can we help you?"

"My power already is very low, but it is not difficult to attract you here. Because I know your purpose here, so I just need to tell you the direction." The voice laughed: "To make a long story short, After all, there are not many alreadys in the next time. Let me introduce myself first. My name is Milunda. According to Kirrlutzian, it is Milos. "

Patter. The tea cup in Freya fell on the tray, and even the tea splashed on the tablecloth, she was unaware. She hadn't even heard of the name before coming here, but soon. The name was as deeply carved into her memory as the glaciers and wind and frost in this forest. The words Brando's echoed in her heart over and over again, shocking her to stun.

"You, you, you ..."

"You are right, I am the first Frost Giant in the world, Correct. They respectfully call me Father, and you humans call me God. These terms are accepted by one by one because I have such qualifications."

"But ..." Freya I want to say, but since the stars fell to the ground, the gods have already left this world. Legend has it that they Dragon of Twilight Go away together and never return, although people are Vaunde Many shrines were built to commemorate the era when God and man coexisted, but everyone understood that Age of Mortals It has already come. But this one does n’t come out anyway, she already Stunned by the sudden news.

"Are you confused?" The voice seemed to see what she thought.

Freya finally calmed down and nodded.

"In fact, don't be so surprised. Milos has been ridiculed. I am just a myth left by the great Will."

"Myth?"

"People's minds will repeatedly haunt the problems they want to solve most during their lifetime. This myth will occasionally become Spectre's general existence, but if your own existence is too strong, this thinking will change. It has to be real, like an existence like me. "The voice replied gently.

"Are you saying that something is bothering you, but shouldn't the gods be omniscient?"

"Maybe only Mother Marsha can achieve omniscience and omnipotence, we just think more than you, but my myth has nothing to do with you, but it is nothing but mediocrity. But today I want you to do me a favor, Freya, This matter is not only related to you and your friends, but also the young master of Valhalla, I know him, isn't that so? "

"Brando?" Freya was almost startled.

The voice didn't answer, but Freya had a weird feeling and felt the other side nodded silently.

"What do you want me to do for you?" Freya had to ask carefully, although she thought it must be something wrong, and even the gods were bothered by it, how could she help.

The house was silent for a moment.

"I want you to stop me from rising again."

A while, the voice slowly spoke.

"What!" Freya bounced from her chair as if she had been electrocuted, as if she heard the most incredible thing since she was born, and her face was full of amazement: "What did you say!?"

"Prevent me from resurrection, Freya."

"That great Will is gradually waking up from the darkness, you don't understand what will happen, but for the entire Vaunde, this is a speculative fate. The age of gods already is over, it has nothing to do with myth , I don't know the answer to that question, but Azure's Knight already gave you an answer, this answer already cannot be rewritten, Freya. "

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