The Sage of Einar

Laura wiped the sweat off her forehead and looked at Daven with some seriousness. "Give it up, you can't beat me; my Dróttning is about to corner your Konungr."

Daven, who had his little hand on his chin, just smiled. "You are very confident, Laura, but you forget that my bishop is in this square.

With just this move. "

Daven's hand moved his black bishop towards one of Laura's warriors after removing the warrior from the board "Checkmate."

Laura just sighed and lowered her head. "Someday, I'll beat you, Daven, but how about we play another game."

Daven scratched his head. "Laura, since dad Einar created chess, we haven't stopped playing every afternoon; besides, you always choose the white pieces."

Laura scratched her nose. "It's not my fault; it's that playing with the white pieces is more fun than playing with the black pieces.

I mean, just look at the design, the warrior has his little shield and scaled armor, but there is only a pawn on your side with no detail.

Another example is my Berserker, Variego, or my Crossbowman; the black pieces only have a rook, a horse, and a bishop.

Not to mention that my Dróttning or my Konungr are superior to your queen or your King. "

Daven stood up and stretched out his little hands. "I guess Papa Einar made it so that we always choose our people and not Catholic kings.

But changing the subject a bit, you know why there are so many boxes in the great room. "

In her hand, Laura, who was holding a small chess piece, looked at Daven with some sadness. "I heard from Aila that possibly Papa Einar and other warriors are going on an expedition in two days to hunt bears.

I'd like to go, but I'm too small; anyway, I'll ask Papa Einar to bring me a white bear head to ... "

At that moment, Aila, who was taking care of the children, shouted, "Children, it's time to go back to the great hall for lunch.

Remember to keep your chess pieces because if you lose them, you will be punished. "

In the great hall, three women were talking while sipping some tea.

"Kassia, Helmi, how are you going through the pregnancy process."

Kassia stroked her stomach. "For the last few weeks, I have been able to feel the symptoms of pregnancy, haven't you, Helmi?"

Helmi sighed. "How can you say that so calmly Kassia, I can hardly bear the dizziness or the excessive desire to eat salicornias."

Elin and Kassia laughed at Helmi's comment.

"It is normal since it is your first time pregnant, although the symptoms are not so bad when Einar is by your side, or I am wrong."

Helmi blushed a little and nodded. "It's thanks to him that waking up at night or having some discomfort is not so annoying.

Not to mention that Kassia has helped me quite a bit too, but now that you mention it, Elin.

Have you been pregnant more than once before? "

Kassia just lowered her head while Elin had a wistful look. "After Einar was born, I have been pregnant more than three times, but sadly the babies died before they were born."

A smile formed on Elin's face, "But I am sure that her babies will be born without problems as Einar is the herald of Odin."

Helmi bit her lip, and some tears fell from her cheeks. "Sorry for asking a very intrusive question, Elin."

Elin shook her head. "It's normal for you to ask since you were very young when this happened, so you never found out.

I just hope that when the little children are born, they will allow me to see them as I would like to have my grandchildren around. "

Helmi used a cloth to wipe her tears and nodded. "I have no problem with it, Elin."

"I don't disagree with it either; I would like my baby to live with his family."

Max, who had finished training, entered the great hall with his father.

"All the materials are ready son, we can leave for the north of Iceland the day after tomorrow because tomorrow is the celebration of the Ancestor Blot."

Einar, who had his hand holding his chin, looked at his father. "I guess I'll have to go to my father-in-law Asgot so I can see if there is anything I can help with."

Sven patted Einar on the shoulder. "It's good for you that you can learn about the ritual to our ancestors; we may not follow all the traditions.

But those we celebrate are important to us. "

Helmi, who had heard all the conversation go to where Einar was and hugged his arm.

"Since you are going to see my father, I would like to accompany you."

Max smiled and caressed Helmi's soft cheek before kissing her, "How lucky I am to have a beauty by my side."

Helmi smiled and rested her head on Max's shoulder.

"Parents, I'm going out to see Asgot so I can be a little late.

Kassia, don't you like to join us? "

Kassia, who was drinking tea, smiled at Einar. "I think that in this case, you should go along with Helmi, don't worry about me since I'm with your mother."

Max walked over to Kassia and kissed her forehead before whispering a few things in her ear.

When Max came out with Helmi, Kassia, who was a bit flushed, just falsely coughed and started chatting with Elin.

On the way to Asgot's little temple, Max enjoyed the happy atmosphere in the village.

"Helmi between the Haustblot and the Ancestor Blot, which is more important?"

Helmi laughed and looked at Einar fondly. "The two celebrations are important; choosing one over the other is wrong.

The Haustblot is the ritual that marks the end of the harvest where Frey and Freyja are thanked, while the Ancestor Blot is a ritual in which we remember our ancestors.

Of course, if you want to hear the entire application, only my father could explain it. "

At that moment, Max stood still and looked up at the sky. 'Rites, Rituals, Gods, and traditions.

If all one in one book, then I just need to say that our family is the only link between Midgard and Valhalla.

That way, the only thing missing would be to completely colonize Iceland to be able to declare me Konungr.

It is fortunate that no one in this age knows the value of Icelandic geothermal energy; I would like to see the face of the High Pontiff in Rome when the British Isles are conquered in the future by myself. '

Helmi was surprised at the security in Einar's eyes, she didn't know what he was thinking, but she knew that whatever it was, she would accompany him throughout his life.

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