Chapter 932: Chapter 65 Climbing to the Top of the Bed?_3

Half an hour later, everything was ready.

Brynhild scooped a full bowl of meat porridge from the pot and respectfully handed it to Luo En to eat.

It was only after Luo En began to taste it that she served herself a portion, sat beside him to eat, and completely treated herself like a maid serving her master.

Luo En had just tasted a few bites and first complimented Brynhild on her cooking skills, then his tone shifted as he asked with a smile:

“By the way, why were you always looking at me on the road? Do I look very scary?”

“Not at all, you are much kinder than the rumors say!”

Brynhild waved her hands repeatedly, then realized she had been caught off guard, and her pretty face turned slightly red.

Luo En showed a hint of surprise and continued the conversation with a smile:

“Have you heard of me?”

“Yes, I grew up listening to stories about your battles with the Giants.”

Seemingly influenced by the gentle mood, Brynhild’s tension gradually melted away, and she continued to explain,

“My homeland Iceland is in the Midgard World, which is relatively close to the Iron Forest, and often harassed by Giants and Magic Beasts. If not for your leadership in suppressing disasters and calming chaos, forcing the Giants not to easily cross the Iron Forest, our lives would probably have been difficult.”

“I see, that’s how it is.”

Luo En realized with an epiphany, looking at Brynhild with a few more glances of affection,

“It seems we are quite fated.”

“It is my honor to follow you on this journey!”

Brynhild pounded her chest with her right fist, responding solemnly.

Luo En laughed lightly and said: “Since we get along so well, I shouldn’t be stingy, I will give you this.”

Looking at the tree branch that had been whittled into a long spear in her hand, Brynhild remembered Luo En’s busy figure after finishing treating her, and her heart was immediately filled with warmth.

So, he had been making a suitable weapon for me all this time.

Only…

Brynhild looked at the spear-shaped tree branch in her hand and then at the empty scabbard, cautiously speaking:

“Lord, I use a sword.”

Luo En shook his head, lightly instructed: “No need to blindly imitate others because of some ideals, a sword is not suitable for you, your fighting style is more suited to using a spear.”

Brynhild’s face immediately showed a trace of embarrassment.

Indeed, her weapons and combat style were all intentionally imitating the man before her, Lord Loki, as well as Valkyrie King Freya who currently leads the Valkyrie Corps.

Both were master swordsmen, and she subconsciously thought that to become a powerful Valkyrie, she needed to use a sword.

A saying goes, ‘The players are blind, the bystanders see clearly.’

Following the hint from Lord Loki, Brynhild finally understood she was on the wrong path.

But even if she wanted to turn back, whom should she ask to learn the essence of spear skills?

Seeming to understand Brynhild’s confusion, Luo En spoke with a smile:

“I know a bit about spear skills, I can teach you if you want to learn, and you can ask me anything you don’t understand along the way.”

Upon hearing this, Brynhild was immediately overjoyed and agreed outright:

“Thank you, Lord Loki, I will not let you down!”

“Alright, go back and rest now. Your injuries haven’t fully healed today, the lessons will officially start tomorrow.”

Luo En smiled and waved, watching the delighted Brynhild leave, and mused to himself.

Could it be, am I overthinking things?

Meanwhile, entering the tent, Brynhild did not directly go to sleep; instead, she took out a black crow feather from the Magic Circle Diagram, bit her fingertip, and dripped blood on it.

As the crow feather absorbed the Divine Blood, a series of flesh movements occurred, and it transformed into a deep black-colored raven:

“Brynhild, how is the task I gave you progressing?”

An old voice came from the raven’s mouth, exuding an intangible majesty.

Brynhild knelt on one knee, carefully speaking:

“Father God, I am working on it…”

The raven scrutinized Brynhild, unhappily snorted:

“Working on it? Why then are you still a virgin up till now?”

“Father God, matters of the heart should not be forced, I…”

“Shut up!”

The raven harshly interrupted Brynhild’s defense, coldly saying,

“He is critical for the future of Asa and the fate of the Nine Realms, you absolutely can’t let him mix with those restless rebels. He is a person of deep feelings, and the only thing that can bind him is this! So, no matter what method you use, even if you have to crawl, you must quickly get into his bed, make him fall for you, and bring him back to Asgard after this journey!”

“Yes, Father God…”

Brynhild pursed her lips, nodding in response, like a puppet on strings.

“I do not need a reply, but action!”

The raven snorted coldly, glanced outside at the night sky, and directly ordered,

“Tonight then, do not disappoint me, Brynhild. All for Asa, it’s a necessary sacrifice.”

Having said this, not waiting for Brynhild to answer, the raven lost its vitality and reverted back to a feather.

The Valkyrie looked outside at the dense night, clenched her silver teeth, and stepped out of the tent.