The final association.
A strange yet extremely familiar word. Lorenzo could never have imagined that after so many years, he would hear this word again in this bitter and cold land.
Memories were brought back, and Lorenzo couldn't help but think of everything in Valley Town. He had not experienced these things personally, and all the memories were echoes from 047's soul. These memories were so real, as if Lorenzo was walking with them.
"How do you know this?" Lorenzo asked puzzledly. "The Evangelical Church has suppressed them countless times in history, but they always come back and spread their doctrines in some uncontrolled places."
"But in recent years, these guys have disappeared. The last time I came into contact with the Society of the End was many years ago, and we wiped them out."
Lorenzo was very curious about how Ragnar knew that a Viking in this land far away from the Gospel Church knew of their existence.
"It's simple, because we also have a group of guys who call themselves the Society of the End."
Ragnar said helplessly.
"These association members have misinterpreted and exploited the faith of God Odin, causing me a lot of trouble. You, the demon hunter of the Gospel Church, are an expert in dealing with these things. This is the real reason why I want to meet you."
"Is that so? That may disappoint you. I'm an expert in hunting demons, but I haven't had much contact with the Society of the End. The only thing I know about it comes from the scriptures in the Evangelical Church." Lorenzo said.
"That's enough. The records of the Evangelical Church are more or less of a reference. They are much better than those of us crude Vikings."
Ragnar said happily, and it was obvious that he was well aware of the shortcomings of the Vikings in some aspects.
The history of the Vikings is a history of civil wars mixed with faith. Because of the conflicts among the lords, each person recorded a different story. In addition, due to the war, the Vikings died too quickly, so the records were also messy.
Ragnar once wanted to trace the history of the Vikings, but he found that there was no such profession as record-keeper among the Vikings. The only ones who were related were those mysterious shamans, who talked about Odin nine out of ten times, and there was no reference value at all.
"The only reliable thing is the bards' stories. After a Viking wins a battle, they will ask the bards to sing about their achievements. I ordered people to collect most of the information and barely put together a history, a history that comes from different bards' stories."
Ragnar looked even more distressed.
"But you know what a bard is like. As the story is sung over a long period of time, it will become more and more exaggerated, even strange... Take the story about me." He used himself as an example. "In the words of the bard, I am a warrior favored by Odin. In my conquest, thunder and storm accompany me and destroy my enemies."
Lorenzo's expression was a little strange.
"Actually? Actually, I was not favored at all. I was just unlucky. When I was fighting with the enemy, I happened to encounter a storm."
Ragnar sighed, not knowing whether to praise the bards or scold them.