Chapter 589 Lord of Winterhold

Slude is not stupid, and he understood his father's hint as soon as he rolled his eyes: "You mean, the elders of my clan will join forces with other frost giant lords to work together to eliminate the power of Winterhold?"

Logan nodded, calmly analyzing the current situation.

"From Tusk Mountain to Genting Highlands, and then to the Jotunheim Glacier, there are far more powerful frost giant lords than Trim. Compared with outsiders like us, other frost giant lords have more sufficient reasons and more urgent needs." Willingness to destroy Trim's party is just a lack of someone who is willing to take the lead and a legitimate excuse."

"Trim is very clear that he is not welcome in the frost giant society, so he has been a man with his tail between his legs all these years, not daring to offend our Volsong tribe. A magic crystal gun can shake the position of the master of Winterhold."

"The truth is probably what Haakon said. This time, Trim encouraged the snow monsters to attack our caravan. Most of them were probing elements. If the robbery is successful, he will make a fortune. Even if he misses, it will not damage his strength. The direct descendants just pretend not to know about it afterwards."

"There is also a possibility, my lord father, that Trim himself may not really want to rob our goods. The reason why he drove the snow monster to rob us may be entrusted by a certain big man. I have to make a symbolic gesture, which can be regarded as an explanation to the client."

Slude said this very implicitly, Haakon and Joan looked at each other, puzzled, Logan nodded understandingly, but did not explain.

"Uncle Logan, you just mentioned that Trim is not popular in the frost giant society. It seems to be quite hated. This is not in line with the treatment that a noble lord should be treated. What did Trim do? So that you are collectively squeezed out by other frost giant lords?" Joan couldn't help asking curiously.

"Because of faith, my child, you come from the Alfheim colony where religious beliefs are relatively loose and free, and you may not be able to understand how serious this matter is."

Logan sighed, and continued: "The giants have regarded belief as sacred since ancient times. The giants have a complete set of gods and belief systems. You can find the corresponding idol in the giant pantheon."

"All giant races can openly worship the main god of the giant pantheon, 'Father of Giants' Annan, but they are more willing to follow the patron saints of their respective races. He is a devout follower of Solem, the God of Frost Giants, and the 'unbeliever' in the giant society will be regarded as a 'freak', but it is barely bearable."

"Joan, do you know who is more disgusting to those giants who believe in orthodox gods than 'unbelievers'?"

"Cultist?" Joan asked tentatively.

Uncle Logan nodded lightly: "The word 'cult' is very vague. In our human society, different people have different standards for 'good' and 'evil', but in the society of frost giants, this standard is obtained. It is recognized that if a giant believes in a true god other than the giant pantheon, he will only be regarded as a somewhat weird pagan, but if his idol is the abyss lord, the one named Kostchurch Great devil, he is an undisputed heretic!"

"The frost giant nobles who consider themselves decent will never openly associate with followers of Koschurch, and Trim, the owner of Winterhold, is an open believer of Koschurch, and is deeply favored by the abyss lord. The chief high priest of all Koschurch believers claimed himself, and his territory 'Winterhold' became the refuge for all the frost giants who were expelled from the tribe because of their belief in Koschurch. It has become the base camp of demon believers today. "

"Frost giants who believe in orthodox gods despise this group of demon believers, but they are also afraid of the strength of Winterhold's army. The major frost giant lords are constantly in conflict for the territory. They are like scattered sand. No one dares to provoke Winterhold. In this way, a delicate balance is maintained, and Trim also dare not break this balance. Don't take our position seriously, so I tend to think that Trim will not take the risk of breaking the balance of power and personally rob our caravan."

Joan is no stranger to the name "Kostchurch".

Hearing Uncle Logan's words, he naturally thought of his frost giant friend——Clark Heinel.

Compared with Solem, the main god of the frost giants, Clark seems to respect the "Goddess of the Underworld" Hull more, and the reason why he worked so hard to find the "Kostchurch Collar" was also entrusted by the goddess Hull's follower "Styx Witch". .

As we all know, the "witch" is the person most hated by the abyss lord Koschurch and his followers, and "Lord of Winterhold" Trim is also the leader of Koschurch's believers in the New World... Joan had a faint premonition that Trim And Clark, these two frost giants who have different beliefs, will have a fierce conflict sooner or later!

Now that Clark's whereabouts are unknown, and a swarm of snow monsters is about to attack, Joan has to suppress his chaotic emotions and help the Logan family fight against the snow monsters.

"Joan, come with me, I have something to say to you alone." Uncle Logan gave him a wink, turned and jumped into the caravan.

Joan froze for a moment, and floated into the carport full of doubts.

"Joan, you are the only one among all of us who can fly. I can only ask you to help me with this matter."

Logan took out a note full of words from his arms, folded it and handed it to him.

"This is a letter written by me. I have explained everything that needs to be explained. If something happens to the caravan, you will become an Eagleman. Send this letter back to Shizhu Town for me, and give it to the chief elder of the tribe, Zigmun Lord Volsunger."

Joan wrapped his eyes around the letter paper that Uncle Logan handed over. The scene in front of him seemed familiar, and it reminded him of the scene when the Southward Legion was besieging the Nisisi Fortress not long ago.

At that time, Lieutenant Colonel Vassar also asked him to do the same thing at a critical moment. At this moment, in his eyes, the figure of Uncle Logan seemed to overlap with that of Lieutenant Colonel Vassar.

"Uncle, are you worried about the frost giant?"

"Yeah, don't look at me saying it so easily in front of Haakon and Slude, in fact, I understand in my heart that although the probability is not high, it cannot completely rule out the possibility of Trim personally killing people. I have a big bucket of 'Fire Glue' ready on board, and if the worst happens, I'll ignite the 'Fire Glue' at the last minute, burn all the car and cargo, and not even leave a gun to Terry Mu that villain!"

Uncle Logan clenched his fists and said through gritted teeth.