When Tonya got off her wild-looking six-clawed beast, Aslan had a more real understanding of the Freljord priestess.
He felt that the word war should be added in front of Tonya, the Dracron priest.
To be precise, she is a war priest.
Like the beast spirit shaman, it is a special profession in Freljord.
He is the kind of character who adds magical special effects to himself before starting a battle, and then charges forward while wielding a sword and shouting: "For the Freljord."
Aslan felt that he was already very tall, but when he and Tonya sat on the same level, he actually found that the other party was a head taller than him.
This made him feel a little bit subtle.
The Crazy Claw beast was crawling slightly outside the camp. Its tall figure and thick fur blocked the howling wind in the mountains. Inside the camp, Dongnia, who was sitting in front of the fire, was silent for a while, and then she looked at Ah
Sri Lanka.
"The Witch Queen asked me to come to you so that I can fulfill my obligations." There was no hesitation on her face: "According to her promise to you, I am yours."
"The Witch Queen." Although he knew that Tonya might be talking about Lissandra, Aslan still asked curiously, "Why do you call her that?"
"This is just a name for us Draklon to sacrifice ourselves."
Aslan nodded, no longer entangled in the issue of Lissandra's code name, and turned his attention to another aspect.
He looked at Tonya, "What do you mean by fulfilling your obligations?"
"I am loyal to you, and what you have to pay is to meet all the requirements relayed by the Witch Queen through me. In order to make this relationship more secure, I hope we can enter into a blood oath contract."
Aslan knew about the blood pact, but he had never heard of the blood oath contract.
Seemingly seeing the confusion on Aslan's face, Tonya thought about it and said, "There can be many blood pacts, but there can only be one blood oath, and the meanings are different."
"A blood covenant is just a form of covenant, but a blood oath is an oath that will never change."
She said this, and Aslan understood.
"Rights and obligations, payment and reward, your proposal seems fair, I understand your approach!"
Aslan felt that there was no harm in taking the blood oath. Not only did it make the cooperation between him and Lissandra more secure, but with Tonya being such a powerful subordinate, he would not lose anything.
Seeing Aslan agreeing so readily, Tonya prepared some words but they were useless. She was stunned for a while, and then quickly regained her calm expression before saying: "I am a little surprised by your attitude!"
After all, throughout the Freljord, Lissandra's reputation is somewhat hard to describe.
"There is nothing surprising." Aslan looked at Tonya, "A good prerequisite for cooperation is that both parties must clarify their rights and obligations, and at the same time, a means of coordinating both parties is needed. This to me
It’s a good thing, why should I refuse?”
Tonya looked at Aslan for a long time, then she took out a purple rune, cut her palm with a dagger and let her blood drip on it.
Aslan followed her steps.
The blood of the two dripped on the purple rune stone. As Tonya recited the ancient spell, the runes on the purple stone shone brightly, and the contract between the two was established.
On the other side, sitting on the Ice Throne in her secret place, Lissandra played with the catalytic stone in her hand. She slowly integrated her spirit into Tonya's body like she was traveling through a dream.
Start taking control gradually.
Carefully feeling the huge energy between the blood droplets on the catalytic stone, the corners of her lips curled up slightly with satisfaction.
The catalytic stone is the main reason why she can live for so many years.
A large amount of magic elements were converted into her vitality to maintain her existence. Now, with Aslan's blood, she felt that her stiff body was slowly regaining its activity.
The heart began to beat slightly, tiny blood fibers slowly rushed out, the frozen body slowly melted, and the body gradually gained popularity.
Aslan looked at Tonya sitting in front of him, he was a little confused.
This War Priest of Draklon, it was like the wifi signal was cut off from the beginning. Ever since the blood oath, he would be distracted while talking.
Aslan thought that she, like Udyr, had fallen into the chaotic state of soul communication between the beast spirit walkers, so he approached her and prepared to wake her up.
Suddenly, Tonya's sapphire-like eyes opened, and she looked at Aslan. Aslan saw an inexplicable hollowness in her eyes.
"The first step of the contract is completed, so let's proceed to the second step of the blood oath. I have just communicated with the Witch Queen, and she is very satisfied with your sincerity!"
??!
Aslan looked at Tonya who seemed to have changed, and thought for a moment, he understood.
Watching Tonya take off her armor with a strange look on her face, Aslan's eyes searched the body of the tall Freljord War Priest.
The tall and slender priest is enthusiastic and bold, his slender legs look even more charming, and the blue veins on his body carry a certain kind of power.
These lines, and the surging frost energy within them, gave her a resilience and strength that far exceeded normal human levels. Although her body was tall, when all parts were enlarged in proportion, her body appeared more symmetrical and plump.
Coupled with the blue veins on her body and the big snow-white braids, this strange beauty is a bit intoxicating.
Even in a cold place like the Freljord, Aslan's throat felt a little dry and a little hot.
Then, he saw Tonya hugging her without hesitation...
After a long time, Dongnia woke up from her daze. She glanced at Aslan faintly, and subconsciously licked the corners of her lips, as if she was reminiscing about a certain feeling, but her cold expression was full of desire to speak.
Still shy.
She thought for a while, looked at Aslan, and spoke in uneasy common language: "Aslan, I said...you...have you run out of strength?"
Aslan paused and looked at Tonya: "Is this the blood oath you called?"
"Yes, this is my first blood oath. The rest of the time, I spend most of my time practicing in the temple inside the fortress. The sacrifices are all of the same gender. I don't have many opportunities to go out, and I don't have anyone to take the blood oath with.
There is no chance for a blood oath."
"How about it? My dear Aslan; five more, no...three times, you are my first blood oath!"
Aslan looked at Tonya. He felt that her signal was connected again at this time. There was a big difference in attitude between before and after. Although there was a trace of embarrassment on her face at the moment, her cold expression was more of a certain someone.
some expectations.
"According to Freljord tradition, it is now the budding spring, but in the words of you southerners, this is called a wedding night, right?"
"My dear Aslan, I will definitely try my best."
"??!"
Seeing Tonya who was inexplicably excited, Aslan always felt some bad premonitions in his heart, except for a taboo suspicion.
He saw faint blue lines flashing on Dongnia's body. She said this and then came closer to him.
A faint fragrance spread in his nose, and Aslan felt as if he smelled the fragrant smell of some kind of herbal medicine.
Tonya's snow-white braids were almost floating. She sang a war song and began to perform her ritual. This chapter has been completed!
