I kissed the statue at the beginning and I vomited all over the floor

Bol Okrut, originally named Bol Frostbeard, was a half-giant.

In the material world, as mentioned before, mixed-bloods are not a rare thing, but mixed-bloods of frost giants... in short, they are very rare.

Unlike many mixed-blood cases, Bol's father is a human and his mother is a frost giant from the Frostbeard clan.

When Bol was a child, he was often unwelcome in the clan because of the huge height difference.

This situation is very common among the giants.

Giants, especially adolescent giants, have no natural enemies in their habitats. They have nothing to do all day long and just start comparing this and that.

Today we'll compete in strength with each other, and tomorrow we'll compete in appetite with eating ice worms alive...

Height is naturally the thing that adolescent giants like to talk about the most.

Therefore, when there is a peer next to you who is less than half your height, there will be bullying no matter where you are.

Unable to bear the bullying, Bol left the Spine of the World in anger. By chance, he became a follower of Mielikki and became very successful.

On Blue Planet, this is definitely a classic plot of a loser's counterattack.

So now Alvin finally understood why this bald man had the same strength as an orc and always liked to play the role of a melee druid.

According to Ivan's observation of the frost giants in front of him, Bol's mother was at least twenty feet tall, or six meters tall. Assuming his father was very burly, he would be about two meters and two hundred...

Feeling the female frost giant's vague gaze, Alvin quickly stopped his wild thoughts and prepared to listen to the gossip seriously.

"What happened to Auril is similar to what we guessed, but if I remember correctly, most of the frost giants are followers of Auril. Why don't you..."

"Not degenerate, is it?"

Before Bol could finish his question, his half-sister, the giantess known as Hega Frostbeard, interrupted the Headmaster's question.

“After discovering Auril’s abnormality, my grandfather arranged for all members to secretly stop believing in Auril.

But it wasn't until the ice elements around us started going crazy that we realized what a terrible disaster we had avoided."

"Stop believing? That old guy discovered it early..."

The old skeleton Rillifen rubbed the mud stuck on his ribs, threw it aside in disgust, scooped up a handful of snow from the ground and began to wipe his ribs vigorously.

"Little guy, I remember that most of the people in your Frost Giant tribe are warriors and priests of Auril.

Are all those priests now non-believers too?"

“This… Your Excellency, this is why I came down from the Spine of the World to find Paul.

Although the Faithless will no longer be built into the World Wall as bricks;

But in the Spine of the World, the number of spellcasters determines how powerful the tribe is.

We need a new god to house our souls and grant us the power of divine magic."

At this point, the giantess paused.

Even when sitting on the ground, she was still a head taller than Paul who was standing upright.

"Boer, even though you were bullied by me when you were little..."

"Ahem, enough about the connections. State your intentions, Hejia."

"Oh? You are much stronger now than when you left the Spine of the World.

Okay, I won’t beat around the bush—”

The female giant came close to Bol all of a sudden. The middle-aged bald man didn't react at all, but the human pervert next to him hid behind the old skeleton.

Ignoring the human, Hejia looked at her brother very seriously and spoke.

"Back then, Mielikki was able to accept a frost giant and human hybrid. Now, I wonder if she is willing to accept this hybrid's mother race..."

……

Until the campfire slowly went out, Paul had not yet stood up from the snow-covered ground.

The three frost giants had left long ago, and Bol did not agree to their request on the spot.

Infusing fresh blood into the Druids is, in Bol's opinion, one of the important tasks in developing the North District Order;

But this does not mean that I can accept any kind of creature.

Frost giants are never neutral creatures.

They are deep in the Spine of the World, and have no understanding of order.

In order to cater to Auril's preferences, the Frost Giants were extremely cruel in treating the sacrifices. Every time they offered a sacrifice, they would torture the captured living creatures beyond recognition.

No matter what the frost giants think in their hearts, in the eyes of outsiders, they are a group of chaotic and evil creatures.

No matter which neutral or kind god, I'm afraid no one would accept such a creature.

Boll raised his head, trying to find the familiar stars, but unexpectedly the embers of the campfire reflected a tall and thin figure.

"Xi Ling..."

"And me, Uncle Dean!"

Lian's mischievous head popped out from behind Xiling.

Feeling the slight heat from the embers, Priest Boll looked at his cabbage.

"I thought that after I left the Spine of the World and became a druid, I could hide my origins..."

Xiling walked closer, and it was pitch black under the hood, and her face could not be seen at all.

“Master, it has been more than fifty years since you rescued us.

Although you never mentioned it,

But your life span is completely different from that of humans, and you are kind to all hybrids..."

"We actually guessed it a long time ago! Uncle Pol!" Lian jumped in front of Pol like a rabbit, squatted on the ground and raised her head, as if she wanted to see if this half-giant uncle was hiding here and secretly wiping away tears.

"You just didn't expect my bloodline came from the evil frost giants, did you?"

Bol made a strange expression to Lian, half crying and half laughing, trying to make the short half-elf happy like he did when she was a child.

Ignoring her sister's childish behavior, Xiling smoothed the snow on the ground, sat down opposite Bol, and slowly spoke:

"Master, during the time you were in a coma, Ivan told me a lot of stories."

When Bol heard this, his heart tightened suddenly, and he secretly regretted that he should not have let his own cabbage teach magic to that brat.

Now, the cabbage is almost gone...

Xiling didn't know what the pastor was thinking, but she knew why he was sitting in the snow without moving.

Especially after the female frost giant proposed to join the druid camp, Xiling saw that Bol's beard trembled noticeably several times.

She continued, fiddling with the sticks in the fire.

“In his stories, there are no orcs who are all evil, nor are there elves who are all good;

Even those who are completely evil may show a moment of kindness.

Only in fiction does the binary of good or evil appear, but in the real world, good and evil are much more complicated than this."

Bol looked at the half-elf girl he had seen grow up with surprise. It was hard to imagine that Xiling, who had been memorizing the words "all things have spirits" some time ago, could now speak so eloquently.

What on earth did that kid Ivan teach her...