"How's that!" Leotis, who was embarrassed, rushed straight to Sidlifa, and threatened her fiercely:

"Do you think clearly, do you choose to convert to God and bow to the noble blood?"

"Or do you want to die like a despicable fur seal, filthy on a dock that no one knows?"

Sidlifa lowered her head and looked at the ground.

"Leotis......" she said slowly, "thank you for teaching me to read." ”

Leotis was stunned for a moment.

"But I can't promise you." Sidlifa jerked her head up, her eyes as cold as a storm, making Leotis seem to stop breathing for a moment.

"Because I'm a descendant of the Vikings!" She roared as hard as she could. The guards behind them looked horrified, as they noticed that the struggle in their hands was growing, as if it was not a girl who was holding their arms down.

It's a beast at the end of its rope.

Sidlifa's eyes were wide open, bloodshot almost bursting from the surface of his eyeballs, like a demon in hell. Her vision was already blurred, and in a trance she saw every corpse on the ground, which had become a mother lying in a pool of blood.

The mother died, and everyone died.

She was the only one left, standing alone at the gates of hell, with the devil in front of her who wanted to kill her.

Old Wilder's words rang in his ears again, like the last whisper of the dead:

“…… In a desperate situation on the line of life and death, the front is hell, and the rear is slavery......"

"If you risk your life to take that step......"

The murmur suddenly turned into a threatening roar:

"You're going to die!"

"I'm not afraid of death!" She cried out in tears.

She didn't know who she was shouting at her, but she felt that the fury had overflowed her chest, like a volcano about to erupt, about to destroy the whole world:

"A true Viking who will never bow to the nobility and the emperor! Nor do you put your hopes in God or God! ”

"She will only snatch the power to survive in this world from cruel iron and fire!!

With great force exploding from the muscles of her arms, she jerked over the two guards holding her arms and pulled the dagger her mother had left for her from the heel of her boot.

The remaining guards hurriedly grabbed her long hair, only to find that the strength in her hand was empty—Sidlifa had swung the dagger and completely cut off her long pale blonde hair, which had been maintained for more than ten years, and was as beautiful as a waterfall.

With her backhand, she plunged the dagger into the guard's throat, sinking the handle into the flesh, and with the other hand, she quickly pulled out the long sword at his waist, and turned around to slash with all her might, the sword light was like a full moon, cutting the approaching guards apart.

"Guards!" Leotis retreated in fear, turned around and shouted, "Guard! ”

Before he could finish speaking, the longsword thrown from Sidlifa's hand whirled in the air and spun in a low circle, piercing his chest.

The surrounding guards pressed down viciously like wolves, and the defenseless Sidlifa met it fearlessly, as if a white flame was burning in her clear and transparent pupils.

She quickly approached one of the guards, his sword slashing into her shoulder blades, and she leaned forward in sharp pain, biting off the other's Adam's apple with a ferocious blow.

Bright red blood splashed all over her face, and she grabbed the tomahawk from the opponent's waist, and slashed at the guards behind with her backhand.

The opponent raises his shield to block. The first swing of the tomahawk sent him half a step back; the second blow, he couldn't bear the force and was forced to fall to the ground on one knee; In the third blow, the shield was torn apart and sawdust flew wildly.

Sidlifa grabbed the collar of his cloth armor with his left hand, throwing him out with all his might, and the tomahawk of his right hand slashed downward, cutting the guard in two.

"Ahh

She roared like a mad beast and rushed into the guards and slashed wildly, flesh and severed limbs splattering.

However, more long swords, axes, and shields pressed up, killing more than a dozen guards in a row, and she herself was slashed with sharp weapons, covered in blood, bruises, and her body was shaky, but the killing in her hands became faster and faster, and the expression on her face became more violent.

So much so that every time she swung her tomahawk, the guards around her were desperately retreating, and no one wanted to die with a madman who was determined to die, not to mention that there was always a time when the blood would run dry.

It can't go on like this.

The blood that flowed from her forehead blurred her vision, and her vision passed through the layers of guards in front of her and landed on the sea outside the docks.

Must ...... Kill it!

As if she had kicked something, her gaze lowered to see the body of old Wilder who had been killed by a sword through his chest.

His right hand was weakly open, and the tomahawk he had snatched from the guards fell to the side, emitting a faint, strange blue glow.

"Hold it." A voice sounded in her heart, and in a trance she seemed to see a certain figure.

The figure of a bald man with a face painted with germanium red war paints and knotted muscles seemed to look like a Spartan, a Cyris, or a Thracian, and Hidlifa couldn't see it clearly and couldn't tell the difference.

"Hold it." The man's voice was hoarse and low, "Then, cut off all the iron and fire in this world......"

Sidlifa sank down and held the battle axe in his hand, the cold power flowing into his palm.

Then she swung her axe with all her might.

The axe swung out a huge semicircle, and any guard in its path was instantly covered with frost, staggering, and struggling to move.

She slammed forward, then sprinted straight onto the dock and leaped.

Falling into the icy waters, the field of vision gradually darkens, and everything around it rises rapidly.

——————

Sidlifa opened her eyes.

She saw herself standing at the top of the abandoned tower, the axe of the north wind that she had pulled from the wall, now radiating a dark blue sheen.

The wind and snow in the sky gathered into a tornado, rolling on the edge of the axe in her hand, and gradually shrunk and subsided.

She remembered it all, it was her real past.

The death of the mother, the death of the whole village, the death of the old Wilder, the death of the pirates.

After Leotis was stabbed by her, she desperately broke through and jumped into the sea to fall into a coma, and finally woke up a few kilometers away on the shore.

In the years that followed, she traveled to the Eastern Solomonic Empire in order to earn wealth and hone her strength.

But one day, she will return to her former hometown to find out who was behind the massacre of her village.

Complete your revenge.

Sidlifa walked down the tower in a trance with the Axe of the North Wind, and saw that the corpses of the snow monsters were already piled up outside, and Nora was giving everyone emergency treatment.

More snow monsters are fleeing in a hurry, as they sense that the temperature is rising, and they must find a shady cave to sleep in as soon as possible, or they will die.

The girls of the Blue Sword turned around and breathed a sigh of relief when they saw that Sidlifa had returned intact.

Their eyes also fell curiously on her Axe of the North Wind.

"A new weapon, try it?" Asker said with a smile.

Sidlifa looked at him quietly for a long time before revealing a hearty smile:

"Okay." She replied with a smile.

Putting on a beautiful axe-throwing stance, Sidlifa let out a low cry and threw the Axe of the North Wind in his hand.

The tomahawk scavenged into the wall with its momentum, and in an instant it was covered with a layer of frost, and a phantom flew back from the tomahawk and fell into the hands of Sidlifa, instantly turning into the entity of the Axe of the North Wind.

The axe on the wall vanished in the blink of an eye.

The girls clapped as if they were watching a wonderful magic show.

"You're not yet Level 5, so this axe can only exert the strength of Frost I-Frost II." Aske said approvingly, "As you level up, so does the power of the Axe of the North Wind. ”

"When it reaches the Law Tier, it can freeze a wide range of enemies with its swing. If one day, you can ascend to the realm of demigods, it can even freeze everything, including time. ”

"There will be a day." Sidlifa took a deep breath and said seriously.

"I promise."