Origin Player.

Chapter 667 The Black Viper
Iris Earl's Collar.

The battle on the coast has ended.

The Viking warriors easily defeated the count's forces at the cost of three lives, capturing twelve soldiers.

The captain was killed in action, and Count Iris fled in panic. Thirty warriors surrounded the castle. When Enzo charged in first, they were met with a scene of carnage and blood. They looked at each other in disbelief.

"Augustus……"

"He was a great warrior, a Viking!"

"What skill!"

"How come a piece is missing from his head?"

Enzo entered the hall and saw the diamond-shaped bone fragments in the young man's hair. His pupils contracted slightly. There were forty-one in total, exactly the same number as the castle garrison that had died in battle. One of them even belonged to a paladin of the Church of Truth.

Enzo lowered his head slightly and said, "Augustus, the soldiers outside have been dealt with. I only managed to get ten heads."

“Your strength is not limited to this,” Jiang He said.

Enzo looked up and smiled slightly. "Of course."

The group lit a campfire, and several of the Viking warriors with the worst battle record volunteered to guard the gate and the walls. The main objective of their voyage would be to plunder the area after the battle.

Norlund led his men to loot gold and silver treasures. In the monastery church, there were candlesticks and sacraments made of gold and silver everywhere. Norlund went straight to the pulpit and dug out the remains of saints and several boxes of precious funerary objects directly below it.

Enzo stormed into every room of the castle, took all the members of the Iris family to the training ground, and ransacked the place, leaving nothing behind.

The two brothers' blood uncle, the hero-level warrior Torenos, was responsible for leading people to capture livestock, collect armor and weapons, and replenish water buckets.

"All the treasures in the church are displayed outside." Torenos came to the campfire and casually threw the Iris Gospel into the fire to serve as firewood. He asked Jiang He in confusion, "In the North, such undisguised wealth is tantamount to handing it over to someone else."

“The thing you burned was probably the most valuable thing in the castle,” Jiang He said calmly. “As for the treasure, these believers think it is under God’s protection.”

"Damn it!" Torenos hurriedly tried to salvage the Gospels, but unfortunately, a wisp of gold mixed in with the flames burned the pages in the blink of an eye.

Jiang He turned a blind eye. Gospels cannot be directly used as wealth, and there are no conditions for buying or selling them at the moment. Apart from their cultural attributes, they are indeed worthless in a sense.

After working for half an hour, the group sorted out eighteen boxes of gold and silver jewelry, nearly a hundred pigs, cattle and sheep, and smelted dozens of refined iron blocks from armor and weapons. As for the Iris family members, maids, servants, butlers, grooms, nuns and other prisoners, there were as many as four hundred and fifty people. These prisoners had no fighting ability and were as docile as sheep, only trembling in fear on the spot.

“The usual rule, distribute them locally,” Norend said.

Among the warriors, the Odin priest, who was also at the peak level, stepped forward. Compared to the other Viking warriors, he looked taller and thinner, with ash smeared around his eyes, making them appear blackened.

The priest, nicknamed Green Ghost, chuckled softly and said, "The four great warriors will each receive one-tenth, with Augustus, who has the greatest battle merit, taking an additional share. Among the ordinary warriors, Rein, who has the greatest battle merit, will receive one-tenth, and the rest will be divided equally among the warriors."

Enzo solemnly said, "The old soldier is simply dead."

“Yes.” The Green Ghost chuckled. “So I’ll let his son, Raine, take his share. Conquering this castle is Odin’s greatest reward to me, hee hee hee.”

In the battle, Raine rose from the haystack. This was his first time at sea. Because his father, an old warrior, had died in battle before his eyes, he fought extremely bravely and had several deep, bone-revealing scars on his body.

“I want my father’s share, and I will share mine with everyone as a way of thanking them for giving him the opportunity to enter Valhalla on his own.”

Raine bowed deeply to the crowd. The old warrior faced the Earl's soldiers with utmost respect, waiting until the man was completely killed before launching his attack. As a Viking, he knew all too well how difficult it was to exercise such restraint in the face of battle.

The war song of axes striking shields resounded once more.

Seeing this, one of the believers quietly retreated, only to have his head smashed like a watermelon by Torenos with an axe, blood splattering everywhere, causing the nuns on either side to scream in terror.

“Kill all the believers, but spare the women.”

"Okay, we can't take that many people with us anyway."

In an instant, the warriors took action, and the scene became chaotic. The Viking archers on the wall repeatedly drew their bows, shooting down the cultists who were about to escape through the gate. Norland and Enzo joined the execution team, and the efficiency immediately increased significantly.

The bishop of the Iris Church knelt down and prayed with his eyes closed.

"In the name of the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit, please save me from suffering. Sinners are slaughtering the devout lamb. Lord, why do you turn a blind eye? Why..."

puff!
The green ghost grinned as he plunged the spear into the back of the bishop's head.

"You believe in a false god, how could He possibly save you?"

In just a quarter of an hour, more than two hundred corpses lay strewn across the drill ground. Among the remaining women, quite a few had fainted. The only reason they were still alive was because they had become spoils of war.

“Augustus!” Norrend shouted.

“Augustus!” Green Goblin and Enzo shouted.

"Augustus!" the warriors shouted in unison.

Jiang He got up and left the campfire, becoming the first to select his spoils; he had one-fifth of the total.

"Three chests of treasure and a woman."

Jiang He pointed to a girl in the crowd who had deliberately covered herself in dirt. Norland and the others looked surprised. This kind of thin and short girl was almost impossible to give birth to safely, and she wouldn't even survive the winter. She belonged to the ugliest and weakest type.

In the warrior group, several tall shield maidens laughed heartily. In the Northlands, a qualified Viking woman also had the right to go to the battlefield and to Valhalla, and even had the hope of becoming a Valkyrie, such as the late and famous shield maiden Brunhilde.

The Green Ghost chuckled, "If she has the blood of an earl, then Augustus's selection is already over."

The second person to choose was Norlund, who bought all the books that were intended to be used as firewood, took Prince Alfred as his slave, and finally gave the two chests of treasure that should have belonged to him to Renn.

The crowd took turns choosing, and Raine selected seventy women, leaving the warriors speechless.

"Everyone can enjoy it as they please, but any children born must inherit my surname."

The Green Ghost said seriously, "The sons of slaves are not allowed to have surnames."

Rein nodded and replied, "I'll kill the slave, so the child was found in the wild." "Let him be," Norend said, then whispered to Jiang He beside him, "An ambitious little fellow."

Jiang He remained noncommittal. Norend was equally ambitious, or rather, most Vikings were like that. A leader who lost his ambition would be killed by his successor.

After the distribution was completed, Torenos dragged the girl in front of Jiang He, which immediately provoked a fierce resistance from several old maids. He kicked these troublesome fellows to death one by one, and then compensated the warrior with a few gold coins, who was overjoyed.

"It seems she really is a noble lady, but unfortunately, Count Iris can't afford the ransom."

……

Night falls.

Norlund was teaching Rein archery on the training ground, and the targets were, of course, the captured Iris Territory soldiers.

Jiang He found a room in the castle to stay in. The warriors would stay for a few more days to make the livestock into smoked meat for food, and the damaged weapons and shields would also need to be repaired. However, the longship could be made at any time with the Thorn Hands.

At the door, a girl named Isadora washed away the dust, revealing her exquisite face. The wails and screams that echoed in the corridor forced her to enter the room, her eyes filled with hatred and disgust.

"As long as I live, the Iris family will not perish."

The girl looked at Jiang He stubbornly.

puff!

Jiang He pierced the opponent's heart with one hand.

Golden flames burned her to ashes, and at the same time, a white snake landed and transformed into a little girl in white.

"What do you think of the name Isadelia?" Jiang He asked with a light laugh.

Zhuang Ya shook her head. She couldn't say she liked it or disliked it. She didn't care about the title. However, the Great Serpent was clearly planning to use this identity. The Earl's heir on the Continent of Truth shouldn't be worthless.

Jiang He took out the accumulated Super Life Essence and fed it to Zhuang Ya, raising her four basic stats to 81 points, reaching the limit of the Hero Peak.

The enhancement of dozens of real attribute points had an immediate effect. Zhuang Ya displayed the form of a dragon girl, with white dragon scales flowing with dazzling light. Since she had just ended a 32-year slumber, she did not need to hibernate this time.

"Legendary skills, legendary authority, and legendary weapons—he can contend with most of the top experts from the Heroic Age. According to the Ice Sea World, he should be considered a great swordsman."

Jiang He rubbed the little guy's head. Zhuang Ya had always been the second strongest fighter in the hunter team, but her combat experience and swordsmanship were still somewhat lacking.

The three boxes of gold and silver jewelry were sold.

Progress has been made in the Executive's exclusive main storyline.

Wealth value: 30%

It's clear that 100% is just the basic reward; to reach the highest Mythic level, you need enormous wealth.

Jiang He casually crafted a thorny longsword.

"Come, I'll teach you the Dragon Sword Technique."

Zhuang Ya's eyes lit up with a hint of surprise. She wasn't very familiar with the Nine True Sword Technique, but she was particularly interested in the Dragon Spear Technique.

The Imperial Sword was raised amidst the sword spirit's fear. Unlike the sword master, as the sword spirit, she received no preferential treatment or leniency. To draw her sword against the king of the era required immense courage.

boom!
The blades clashed.

Dragon Sword Technique: Thousand Mountains Snow unleashed hundreds of sword lights, slashing the room with sword marks, but each sword light was ultimately shattered instantly by the sharpness of the thorns.

……

A few days later, in the capital of Thorns.

The nearly ragged Earl of Iris, after reporting the information to the king, sought out the court sorcerer.

"I want revenge!"

In the thorn garden of the royal palace, Count Iris was burning with rage.

The sorceress known as the Red Scorpion smiled, picked up her red tea with her slender hand, and said, "The king has ordered that a thousand-strong army will soon go into battle, led by the Blue Swordsman himself. He is a great swordsman, so the Earl need not worry."

Count Iris slammed his fist on the table and roared, "He'll only reclaim Iris Territory after those Vikings have all gone back to the North! I know those guys too well! My farms, my estates, my lands, in the end..."

"Ahem." The sorceress interrupted deliberately with a cough: "Please watch your words, Earl. His Majesty will not covet the vassal's territory."

Count Iris calmed himself and said grimly, "I will hire the best assassins to cut off the heads of those Vikings. At least a few of the ringleaders will not be spared. Moreover, my daughter is still in the castle. I know you have connections, and I am willing to bestow a baronship upon her."

Upon hearing this, the sorceress pondered for a moment, then pulled out a list containing the names of some professional assassins.

"That's a really high price, but he'll definitely satisfy you."

Count Iris followed the other person's finger and his eyes lit up.

The Viper School of Witchers is a mysterious and highly controversial school of Witchers that originated in the border fortress of the northern kingdom of Gold Oak. It was initially founded by a group of sorcerers and warriors who were dissatisfied with traditional Witcher doctrines. They pursued a more extreme fighting style and were particularly skilled in poisons, traps, and assassination.

Unlike the Wolf and Griffin schools, the Viper school is considered "heretic" by most Witcher. Its excessive involvement in politics has affected the reputation of the entire Witcher community because of these "Vipers".

"The Black Viper, the second-in-command of the Viper School of Witcher."

The sorceress explained, "Given the right opportunity, he can even assassinate great warriors, an undisputed master of unparalleled skill."

Count Iris looked excited and said, "It's him."

"But you have to pay a deposit."

"what!"

(End of this chapter)