Vikings: Nordic women

Chapter 37 The Two Dragons Do Not Meet

Polly turned her head, and just as her buttocks left the chair, a figure beside her rushed forward and quickly picked up Ounnie.

Her face suddenly became stunned.

"Ah!" Ayana screamed in shock. She covered her stomach and fell off the chair. "I'm about to give birth!"

The people around hurriedly helped Ayana up and carried her to the bedroom. The maids quickly went to inform the high priest.

Harold's face turned pale. He looked at Eunice, whose lifeless face was as white as paper, in his arms, and his whole body was shaking.

Polly stood by, twirling her fingers.

The high priest came in a hurry. He pushed aside a group of pale-faced people, squatted down, stretched out his hand to feel Ouni's breath, and then felt her pulse on her neck. His face was also full of disbelief: "Dead?"

"High Priest, Madam Ayana has given birth prematurely!" Ayana's personal maid dragged the high priest to the bedroom.

About half an hour later, crying sounds were heard in the bedroom, but only once, and at this time, Ounnie also woke up faintly.

She felt that she was running out of time. Days of continuous mental exertion had made her already weak physical condition even worse. Adrenaline was giving her one last chance to wake up.

There were still tears on Harold's face, and the scene was very embarrassing.

Ounnie slowly raised her hand, and Harold subconsciously closed his eyes and tilted his head slightly, as if preparing to receive a slap.

However, unexpectedly, Eunice's hand gently fell on his face and wiped away his tears.

Harold was stunned, opened his eyes, opened his mouth, tears flashed in his eyes, and he seemed to say something sentimental, but suddenly Ounnie slapped him, hitting his face to the right.

"I didn't mean to lie to you..." Harold explained quickly.

Before she could finish her words, her body went limp and she lost consciousness again.

Harold shook her in disbelief, trying to determine whether she had really passed away again or was just in a state of suspended animation.

At the door, the personal maid who was entrusted by Ayana was holding a swaddled baby girl in her arms. The baby looked at Harold who was holding her "corpse" with a dark face.

Ouni now has no idea what is going on. Why has she turned into her newly born nominal niece Margaret?

No matter how hard she thought, she couldn't understand what was going on. It seemed beyond her comprehension.

However, she changed her mind and decided that since she had already traveled through time once, it didn't seem strange to travel through time a second time.

Now, her most urgent task was to get back into her body. If she didn't go back, she was worried that her body would become cold.

As for where the real little Margaret had gone, she didn't think about it too much. She thought she was probably offline because of her account.

"Aa ...

Perhaps because of premature birth, her lungs have not fully developed yet and she feels that her oxygen intake is not good. This feeling of lack of oxygen is not pleasant.

But that's not the point. Her intuition tells her that as long as she touches her own body, she will be able to go back.

Ayana's maid looked at little Margaret in her arms, then looked at Harold who was crying while hugging Eunice's body. After hesitating for a moment, she walked over.

"Yar..." Ayana's maid held little Eunice close to Harold and motioned for him to take a look, "Your brother's first child is a girl!"

However, Harold was in no mood to see any newborn baby, even his own niece. He seemed to be immersed in the sorrow of losing his lover. "She was guided by the Valkyrie, and I will follow her to Valhalla!" Harold seemed to have aged ten years in an instant.

Little Ounnie looked at her own corpse, her face gradually turning ashen, and she burst into tears in panic: Damn it, let her go, let her touch it!
She was now worried that the blood in her body had coagulated, and that would mean she would be really dead.

Suddenly, Harold seemed to have thought of something. He put down Eunice's body and let her lie flat on the ground. Then he took little Eunice from the maid's arms like a puppy and came close to her body: "Did you see it? The heir to your family that you have been waiting for for a long time, she was born, but why did you die?"

almost!almost!
Little Ounnie bit her tongue and stretched out her little hand as hard as she could. Her eyes were shining with a smile. She was about to touch the face of her own corpse!
Just one step closer, Feld, give her the power!
However, at this critical moment, Harold suddenly took her back for some unknown reason, and put his beard against her face, with a sad look on his face.

"..." Little Eunnie, whose face was pricked by the beard, was filled with helplessness and anxiety.

Just wait, you thick-browed, big-eyed guy! Are you trying to mess with my mentality? Just wait... Little Eunice gnashed her teeth, waved her hands, and babbled in baby language.

Harold seemed to wake up from his grief. He placed little Eunice on the corpse's chest and held her hands in an embrace.

"Ah~" Ounnie's body suddenly opened her eyes, took a deep breath, and held Margaret tightly in her arms.

Harold was shocked: "You're not dead? You're not dead? That's great!"

Ouni ignored him and fixed her eyes on little Margaret's body. She reached out her hand to sniff her breath in confusion.

Sure enough, just as she guessed, there was no breath! You can't open two accounts at the same time!
Ouni's face changed, and she felt her body condition with a complicated expression. After hesitating for a while, she raised little Margaret high up in her arms and said, "I feel the call to Valhalla, and the Valkyrie allows me to stay temporarily. This child is the next lord heir appointed by Woden and me! Her name is 'Margaret Robertsonduti', and in the future she will become the queen of Gotland and the co-lord of Scandinavia!"

She left two treasures to her new body, one was the divine right of kingship, and the other was the first right of succession.

There was not enough time left, so there was nothing she could do. In fact, if she had time, she would have liked to deploy a unified strategy for Gotland Island. Now that her main character was about to die, she could only see if her subordinates could withstand the attacks of the two hostile Jarls.

It happened so suddenly that she was not prepared at all.

"Harold, live well, I'm leaving!" After making the decision and leaving her last words, Ounnie quickly put her forehead against little Margaret's.

"No!" Harold let out a miserable cry, and the feeling of time and space confusion came again, and she instantly came into little Margaret's body.

And Ounnie's body was no longer moving. The swaddled little Margaret rolled off her face and fell gently on the side of her face.

"Change number!"

Little Ouni's own voice echoed in her mind: "In the past, there were two dragons living in the same abyss. One was a real dragon, holding the mandate of heaven to control the four seas; the other was a latent dragon, hiding in the abyss and waiting for the right time. However, when the real dragon and the latent dragon meet, one of them will be injured. This is the law of nature and cannot be violated by human power.

The real dragon occupies a high position and holds great power, while the latent dragon occupies a low position and is ready to strike. The two are in the same state, and it is difficult to have both. The majesty of the real dragon and the cunningness of the latent dragon, if they fight, one will surely lose.

So appropriate!
With the passing of Eunice, the situation in the territory seemed to become more complicated, and Polly's eyes were fixed on Harold's back, shining brightly, which caught the attention of little Eunice who was glancing at her casually.

It's over, forget about this, forget about issuing a kill order, her big account is offline, this woman seems to have lost her grip. And with her appointment as the boss, this is like inviting a wolf into the house.

The situation has reversed, identities have been swapped, she is now an orphan and a widow, while the other party has become the housekeeper?
Will he transform into a vicious butler next?

"Yar, don't be sad, the lady is just going to Valhalla!" Polly hurried forward to comfort Harold.

Harold, hold on! If you are seduced, I will not let you go! Huscarz, take this woman out and chop her up! Chop her up!

Little Ounnie was taken back to Ayana's room, babbling in angry baby language with steam coming out of her head.

(End of this chapter)