Valhalla Saga

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A large monster crashed, a flamethrower exploded, and a series of stabbing wounds were a mess, but the sacred anvil area was surprisingly clean.

“It's a really big anvil. ”

“Yes. It's really big. ”

“A man may lie down! ”

The warriors gathered near the anvil were amazed at each other. In fact, the sacred anvil was huge even when Taejo saw it for the first time. Perhaps not, but it was definitely several times larger than a normal anvil.

A large rune was engraved on an altar of stone, with white and large anvil marks all over the center. And on top of that was a silver metal the size of a fist.

“Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. ”

“The warriors of Valhalla! I'm here to help!”

A loud voice swallows the warrior's question. The group turns to see Isaac and the dwarves as expected.

First, Isaac enters the room, looking at Maguros' burning corpse and Stragos' decapitated neck, and smiling broadly.

“You did it! ”

Isaac wasn't the only one who was excited. Dwarf warriors wearing hoods or capes to block out the sunlight also burst out happy laughter.

“Isaac, are you okay? ”

When Siri calmly asked, Isaac suddenly regained his senses and nodded heavily.

“I'm not harmless, but I'm fine. Mercury is the specialty of us Dwarves. ”

The dwarves were already demonstrating flamethrowers and flares. Given the explosive power of the flamethrower, it is likely that you have the right kind of bomb.

Isaac grins as if he doesn't have anything to worry about. He makes fun of his short legs and approaches the warriors.

“Is Wunt safe? ”

“See for yourself. We don't know that for sure. ”

As the rolls step aside, Isaac hurries to the front of the anvil and gives you a big nod.

“Well, the sacred anvil prevents evil forces well. Wunt is safe.”

Perhaps those black marks were the signs of corruption Isaac talked about.

Isaac is satisfied, and Rolf turns to the warriors a few times as if to gather his opinions and carefully asks.

“Isaac, is that all you got? ”

“Yes. That's why I didn't say I was a very precious metal. It's a miracle I dug up that amount. ”

Isaac turns to the dwarves and nods for a moment, as if they had all promised.

But it wasn't enough for the warriors to see. What are you going to do with a fist?

“I don't think I'd be much use to you if I took it. ”

Isaac is excited as one of the warriors speaks out of nowhere.

“What are you talking about! With that amount of luck, you can make so many things! One axe, one sword, several rings! ”

I was sure I could make an axe or a sword. A small axe or dagger for chopping wood.

“How much does it take to make a Junnir? ”

Thinking about the hammer that Thor was holding, Taeho asked, Isaac thought about it for a moment, and pointed to Maguros' burning body.

“Considering the compression rate, as much as that burning monster over there? ”

The warriors all look at Maguros' corpse. In terms of size, Maguros is larger than a few sacred anvils.

Kölnir needs a knuckle the size of a fist and at least a knuckle the size of a corpse of Maguros.

“Enemies can make him? ”

As the warriors look at Isaac with cold eyes, Isaac hurriedly coughs.

“Hmph, Hmph. Well, I wasn't sure. We just discussed the possibilities. ”

He says he didn't lie, and then when he vomited, the warriors provoked him, but he nodded.

‘That makes sense. ’

Stragos was definitely strong. It was a real monster who drove the Dwarf mines with his bare hands just before they were destroyed.

But compared to Junnir, it was not enough. If there were enough unt in this mine to make a Shonnir, monsters far more powerful than Stragos would have flocked here.

Siri was nodding a little to see if she thought the same.

“Thanks to you, I was able to protect my luck and avenge my brothers. I sincerely appreciate it. ”

Isaac, who had been coughing for a long time, was tempted by the warriors, patted his chest like the warriors of Valhalla.

The Valhalla warriors shrugged at least a small compliment, and Siri responded in a calm tone.

“I was merely fulfilling my duty as a warrior in Valhalla. ”

“Thank you, by the way. Whether it was a mission or a virtue not demanding a price. ”

After smiling and speaking, Isaac looks back at the dwarves. While Isaac was being seduced, they touched the sacred anvil and handed it to Isaac in a small metal box.

“Isaac.”

“Well, yes. ”

Isaac touches the box with a complex face and soon approaches Siri.

“Here, take it. ”

Isaac gives out the box. Siri blinked slightly surprised and asked instead of receiving the box.

“You sure you're okay with this?”

“That's okay. I was going to hand it over to Valhalla after the Refining anyway. And you know it. It's hard to reform a lucky lucky wreck like this. Maybe they'll attack again if we keep it. So I will leave the honor of refining the Wunt to the artisans of Valhalla. ”

Whether it is a great honor to reform a hunt, the Dwarves look sad to see you die. Siri glances at those dwarves for a moment and says to Isaac,

“I understand. I will respect your wishes. ”

After Siri grabs the box in a polite gesture, Isaac grips his teeth and closes his eyes tightly and lets go.

[strong willingness]

[Isaac]

Isaac turned his attention to see if he wanted to get rid of the naivety, and Siri quickly took care to hide the box in her cloak.

It was only after the box was covered that Isaac raised his head again and said to the warriors, as well as to Siri.

“Now, why don't you eat and drink? We must cheer the brothers up and celebrate their vengeance. I should treat you mercenaries as well! ”

“Oh!”

“Are you tasting Dwarf Beer? ”

“Dwarf beer! ”

As the warriors cheered, Isaac cheered cheerfully.

“Of course! I'll serve you a bottle of wine! ”

“Awesome! It's a boy! ”

“Friend of the heart! ”

“You guys know something! ”

The Valhalla warriors and dwarves seemed like they'd be shoulder to shoulder right now. But Siri drenched the cold water.

“No, I can't. There's no time for that. We must hurry back. ”

“Huff?! ”

“How could you do that! ”

“That's too much!”

Warriors protested with tears, but Siri insisted.

“Isaac, we're going back. I'm sorry I couldn't help with the cleaning up. ”

I had to hurry to tell Valkyrie Lasgrid about what happened in the dwarf mines. Moreover, in the west, an army is advancing to attack the fortress. It was not a time to relax and drink.

But it was still a Dwarf beer.

The warriors desperately looked at Isaac, and Isaac glanced at Siri, but his expression remained unchanged. After all, Isaac was the one who gave up.

“Well, I can't help it. But we can't send the Silver Ones empty-handed. I'll take care of it for you one by one. Follow me. ”

“Are you trying to get me a keg? ”

I also asked Roll in a very excited voice since he was a Valhalla Warrior. The depressed warriors also quickly raise their heads, and Isaac grins.

“I'll give you something better. Have you heard of the Dwarf Armory? ”

“Dwarf armory! ”

“Dwarf weapon! ”

“Follow me!”

Isaac looks back at Siri as if he were a valiant leader. Siri smiles, nodding his head as if he had no choice.

“Here, take one of your favorites! ”

As soon as you arrive in front of the armory, Isaac opens the door coolly and shouts. All the warriors who waited for the door to open, rolling their feet together, rushing into the armory with their eyes wide open.

Swords, axes, bows, shields, armor, helmets, etc. were stacked on the walls and ornaments. I could not, but I thought I would be satisfied with a hundred.

Even Siri, who was calm all the way to the front of the armory, was quite excited. Instead of looking around, Taeho stood at the entrance and triggered Saga.

[Saga: Dragon's Eye Seeks Everything]

In Dark Ages, common weapons were written in white. And then, consciously and looking at it, a pile of white writing appeared on the armory's many weapons.

[good balance of weight]

[Large Axe]

[Hard]

[Round Shield]

However, Taeho looked at something else instead of reading the letters.

"Golden, no, blue. ’

The special equipment was colored in the name.

Given the piles of white writing, this was likely the place where all the usual equipment was collected. That's why Isaac would want you to take it with you. But there were so many. Some of them could have been special.

‘Bingo.’

I saw blue writing. Taeho approaches the blue handwriting without a glance elsewhere.

[Light and fast]

[Wings of the Hawk]

Beneath the blue text was a gray coat decorated with feathers.

You hear Taeho's voice behind your back as he looks a little more closely to find out what it's for.

“You've got a pretty good eye for picking wing clothes. Especially he's good with armor. I can stop blades by performing autopsies, and I have anti-magic thanks to my own magical powers. Even better when you put it on. ”

Isaac, by the way, looks like more than just a piece of armor. Taeho, who took a moment to look at Isaac smiling with joy like a child, asked frankly.

“Isaac, what are your wings? ”

“Hmm? You don't know your wings? ”

“Yes.”

In Taeho's reply, Isaac blinks. Then Taeho asks you how you chose it, but instead, you wait for Isaac's answer.

Eventually, Isaac takes a step back and explains.

“With wings, you can transform outside the prescribed spell. You have chosen the wings of a falcon that can transform into a falcon. ”

“A falcon?”

“Yes. Every Valkyrie has a swan of wings. If you're in a hurry to fly, you turn into a swan. ”

"Heddo, are you going to turn into a swan? ’

Taejo thought of Heda briefly transforming into a white swan. I had no rest in my imagination, but it seemed to fit somehow.

“What do you think? When you go back, it's like flying a falcon. ”

It was quite an attractive offer. It was an interesting story, not only to transform into a falcon, but also to fly in the sky.

“Oh, wait. ”

But Tae Ho suddenly remembered something else first.

Return to the Black Fortress.

How did you do that?

“Ahhhh! Havashini again! ”

The spectacularly reminiscent structures of the Black Bay steel split the sky at an immense speed. Beyond the cracking cry of the warrior, you hear the voice of Siri.

“Bite my tongue! Shut up! ”

“Commander Siri?! ”

“Captain?! Don't bite your tongue! ”

After Siri, the warriors bit their tongues in succession. In order not to join the procession of blood, Taeho clapped his mouth and gave strength to the arm holding the wings of the hawk.

‘You'll get used to it, too. ’

Someday.

The Black Flashes speed up a bit. The Black Fortress is not far away.