Valhalla Saga

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Kataron Castle was an ordinary building made of stone and wood. However, the center of the hall was unique unlike any other building.

A tree rises in the middle of the hall. It was a living tree, not a dead tree. What was even more surprising was the shape of the tree.

The tree that was firmly rooted on the floor was split into three pieces, starting around the knee height of an adult. He grew up rotating, interlocked, like a quagmire, with a sword in an empty space.

It was a very large and colorful sword. Taking into account the embedded part, the long, satisfying specimen was red. In addition to just one color, there was a natural gradient that became darker from the embedded part of the tree to the handle.

The Sacrament Guard is long on either side, giving a sharp cross with a sword, and a large red jewel on the end of the pommel.

There was so much empty space between the trees that I could see the overall shape of the sword, but if I tried to pull out the sword, the tree was obstructed and I couldn't get it out.

King Ivar looks satisfied with Taeho's gaze on the sword, and the Valhalla warriors who were here first smile beautifully.

Brackey raises his beer and says,

“I see that sword first. You're sure he's a standout guy? King Ivar says it's a special sword with great magical power. Ingrid nodded her head without denying it. It must be true. Unfortunately, he's stuck in a tree like that. Moreover, that tree is so hard, it's impossible to cut down the tree and pull out the sword. I took it as an axe as a test, but it's real. It didn't even close. King Ivar says that if a qualified person wants to have it, the tree will be opened. He hasn't responded to any of us. So, what happens when you come in? ”

Brackey's surprised face, lined with long, long explanations, blinks his eyes. The other warriors were no different. King Ivar got up from his seat and swallowed his breath.

The trees are opening, just like Brackey said. As the tree that was twisted like a twig unravelled, it stretched out to the side, revealing the image of the sword embedded in the tree.

[with Gay Bull Sculpture]

[Riverratus]

The rainbow text explained. Furthermore, I was very concerned about the descriptive part. You mean there's a piece of gaybug embedded somewhere in that sword?

Taeho slowly approaches the sword and reaches out his hand. Then, the gem in the pommel gave off a subtle light as if it were to be plucked out.

King Ivar swallowed an elongated parched saliva, showing only the appearance of a sword stuck in a tree the whole time he was growing up. Helga blinks, and the Cataronic warriors hold their breath and wait for the moment the sword is drawn.

‘Quit stalling and pull it out. ’

Everyone was nervous, and Kuulin urged him. Taeho smiles a little and grabs the handle of the sword, making a somewhat solemn expression to suit the mood.

The black light is pulled out.

King Ivar vomits on the edge of a sword that appears almost white.

The Valhalla warriors reacted differently, some vomiting in disdain, and some crying openly.

The reason was simple.

Somehow, Siri smiled cheerfully, pretending to be everyone and reached out her hand.

The Valhalla Warriors, who were betting whether Taejo would get his sword, took things out of their arms and handed them over to Siri. It looked like the Siriman Taeho hung on the side of his sword.

Somehow, Taeho, who was disappointed by his determination, soon focused on the sword again. It was a good enough sword to know just by pretending, but I couldn't just use it like this.

‘Bring me a piece of gaybug. ’

Kuulin said. Taejo picks up the piece of gaybug from Unni and tries to get it close to the Sword. Then another amazing thing happened.

Riverratus' body splits in two. Not like mechanical parts, it chipped and split, but only the middle part sliced as though it were liquid metal. And in that crack, part of the white window appeared as expected.

“Oh.”

“Oh!”

The Catalan warriors raise their voices as if they were looking at something very strange. And the cry reached its peak when pieces of gaybull cling together.

Surprisingly, the sword that had been imprisoned for a long time was freed, so it was carrying another piece of armor inside. Moreover, the man who freed the sword already has the rest of the armor.

This alone could be a story right now. The bard, who was following King Ivar around making stories and songs, quickly began to write something on the tablet. It was to remember what I saw today.

[incomplete gaybug (3/5)]

With three of the five pieces, it was longer than a spare sword. What's more, the power of gay bulls has changed. Like an angry wild horse, the aura was completely stabilized.

‘Good. The sack has made the flow of magical power more stable. It'll help you deal with Gay Bull. ’

It was just like Kuulin said. The use of gaybugs was at a level that had been forced to run against wild horses and so on. But now it seemed like it was possible to sit and run in a reasonable position.

‘Even using armor is like riding. I have nothing to say because it's so generous. ’

Hearing Kuulin's vomiting of a miraculous voice, Taeho urges Unnir to gaybug. It was more than just gaybug.

“Riverratus.”

Taeho calls out the name of the sword. The color of the writing changed as I pulled out the piece of gaybug, but it was still very platinum. This sword itself was clearly a special item.

‘I feel the power of a powerful seal. It is not an ordinary blacksmith or wizard. ’

Even Kuulin couldn't feel Gaebulug's energy until he saw it right in front of him.

Taejo looks at Riverratus with the eyes of the dragon. It was a sword that could seal Kuulin's words and mystical powers.

‘It might come in handy. ’

There were several ways of using it in my head right away. Kuulin seemed to find it odd, but the point was that it was useful.

Taejo nods quietly, and Riverratus tucks it into Unni. It was so natural that everyone just looked at me.

‘You're a natural thief. ’

Taeho quickly raises his head as Kuulin criticizes him. But fortunately, instead of vomiting anger, he vomits again.

“That was amazing. Paul was right. ”

The eyes of King Ivar are filled with longing. King Ivar hurriedly regained his senses as he waited quietly as he asked.

“Uncle Paul, no, Paul is the one who built the catalog with his father's paintings. He was a wizard with mystical powers, and he built this city and left behind only the Red Sword. All that's left is to say that someday a qualified person will retrieve the sword. ”

‘Ask if it was Paul who made the sword. ’

“Is it Paul who made the sword? ”

It was Braki, not Taiho, who responded to Kuulin's request. I thought I was just curious because I couldn't have heard Kuulin's voice.

King Ivar nods immediately.

“He was a very talented man. If he hadn't left, Cataron would have dominated the entire Kalik Sea. ”

Seeing him speaking forcefully, it seemed like a common idea.

‘It feels like Paul · · · might be an alias. Not to mention hiding a piece of gaybug in the sword. Maybe Erin's survivor. ’

One day, a qualified man will have the sword.

The words I left behind were no exception. Without a thought, it was hard to think that someone with a piece of gaybug would one day recover it.

“Did he just leave? You don't know where you live? ”

Brackey scratched the itch again. King Ivar nods, expressing his regrets.

“I've tried the hydrogen door a few times, but I couldn't find it. It's been over 20 years since he left Cataron. ”

A sorcerer and blacksmith who may be Erin's survivor.

Taeho was also interested, but it was not something I could do right now. Taeho approached King Ivar with the key to solving the ownership problem first.

“King Ivar, will you accept this in exchange for the sword? ”

It wasn't just Valhalla's gold coins that Taejo pulled out of his arms. Ragnar is a stone sculpture of Idun made of grass. It is a small statue, slightly larger than the palm of your hand, but its power is never small. It was made from a sacred ash tree, and Idun, who was asked by Taiho, personally blessed it.

‘It's good for shooting. ’

Taeho hands over the statue of Idun, maintaining a strict and solemn expression. At first, he was King Ivar, who had a rather grumpy look on his face, but his face changed as he held the statue in his hand. I felt the sacred power of the statue as a child.

“A statue of Idun that has the power to drive out diseased horses and heal their wounds. It will be a new treasure for Cataron. ”

“Oh · · · · Idun's · · · · · · · · · · · · · · ·. ”

The Cataronic warriors felt special about the battle in the Winter Tree Forest. You wanted to see the statue without having to.

King Ivar greedily said.

“Thank you. And don't worry about the sword. It's like the owner was found by an item that had no owner. ”

King Ivar does not greed unnecessarily. It may have been because I didn't have the courage to trade against the warriors of God, but I felt more pure.

“Thank you for thinking that. ”

Taeho taps the shoulder of King Ivar a few times, then heads for the Valhalla warriors. Braki asked as soon as Taejo approached.

“How did you do that? What's with the spear? ”

“It just opened when I left. The spear was originally my thing. ”

It was all true, but not enough explanation. As Braki tries to dig a little deeper, Siri leaves.

“Let's focus on the banquet for now. We can talk about that later. ”

She knew about Gaebulg and Kuulin.

As Siri steps forward, Bragi pauses, then nods back. For some reason, Brackey seems to be listening to Siri better than before.

‘Beauty is the treasure of the world. ’

The banquet resumed as Kuulin gave the wrong answer.

King Ivar praised the Valhalla warriors for their dance, but he was particularly excited when explaining Tahoe and Siri. And so were the Cataronic warriors.

‘I'm more interested in Siri than you are. ’

“He's a man.”

Taeho narrows his voice, and Kuhoolin giggles and laughs.

In the beginning, they were all beautiful and handsome Valhalla warriors to the people of Midgard. The beauty of Siri would appear to be the world's greatest beauty in the eyes of the Catalan warriors. But here, even the enemy is added to the sand that makes him look back. For the Catalan warriors, Siri was a woman of rare vision.

“To Ulr. ”

As Siri waves back and forth in response to the cheers of the warriors, the warriors shout.

“To Ulr! ”

“To the beautiful Ulr warrior! ”

The atmosphere suddenly lifted. Taeho looked back at Siri, surprised by his unusual response, and Siri said with a slightly red ear with a somewhat audacious face.

“I'm a warrior in Ulr's army for now. ”

I was confused because there were so many days in Idun's army these days, but for now I was part of Ulr's army.

Taejo was flawed by the appearance of a powerful rival, but the other Valhalla warriors were overwhelmed, smiling and fond.

King Ivar talks about his next move after a drink broke out.

Hella's curse was actually a magical disease. It was difficult to lower the contagion until the destruction of the powerful magical factor that became the source of the disease, but once the magical factor was eliminated, it became as risky as an ordinary zombie or ghoul event ever since.

Of course, I couldn't help but notice the appearance of zombies or ghouls, but I felt relieved that the comparison target was the curse of Greece.

After King Ivar's announcement of his ambition to restore damage to a stronger nation based on the restored Cataron, the banquet was once again the venue. Catalan warriors wanted to say a few more words to the Valhalla warriors, but sadly, there were many stories to be said among the Valhalla warriors today.

Ingrid salutes King Ivar and leads the Valhalla warriors into another room to take their place.

“It's about the future of expeditions. ”

Ingrid's story was as short and clear as ever.

Both pieces point in one direction, even to the newly obtained piece of fall. Looks like there's another piece of tin not too far away, so we should continue the expedition.

However, this battle is costing us a great deal, and the giants and the Forwards are likely to intervene.

In this situation, it was difficult to pursue the expedition with just the current force, so I called for reinforcements from Valhalla.

Several of Valhalla's warriors give you a complicated look when they say reinforcements are coming. These were warriors who couldn't do this in the fight against Balzac.

They did not envy the other warriors who built the ball. It wasn't Valhalla's warrior-like behavior.

They were helpless and blaming themselves for nothing.

Ingrid does not speak to such warriors. It wasn't because she was indifferent. I believed in the warriors of Valhalla.

Those in the ranks of intermediate warriors will know what to do with themselves. There was no need for meddling, a warrior who was already unfamiliar.

In fact, the Valhalla warriors quickly returned to their normal expressions. Rather, there were some who had more stubborn expressions than usual. If there was anything missing in this battle, it was to make up for it in the next battle. There was no word like frustration and frustration that did not match the warriors.

Brackey raises his hand and asks, as usual, as the atmosphere recovers.

“If you're reinforcements, who's coming? ”

The expedition of the Valhalla warriors included basically the Valkyrie as a leader. With Ingrid already in place, it is unlikely that the warriors will be the only ones, but it is more likely that a new Valkyrie will come.

Which legion of Valkyries are coming? And how many warriors will there be in the army? Are they mid-level warriors again?

Ingrid looks at Brakey's curious eyes and opens her lips to answer. However, I looked back at Taeho and said with a mischievous smile.

“You'll find out in two days. So until then, it's a secret. ”

“Ingrid?”

Brackey looks embarrassed, but Ingrid closes her lips like she has nothing more to say and opens the door.

“That's all for today. Rest well.”

Who the hell would do that?

As Tahoe and Siri looked at each other, the night deepened.

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Midgard's night is deeper and darker than Asgard's.

Today was especially darker.

Loki looks up at the sky in the middle of the brutally destroyed winter forest, as if demonstrating a battle with Giants. It was a dark night without the moon, but I could see the stars better.

Loki glances back at the sea of stars that seem to be pouring out soon. Things were going a little differently than I thought.

Of course, the big picture itself has not changed. Flow was maintained as intended.

What went wrong was speed.

I thought I was repeating my daily routine against the sea monsters, but I straightened up and resolved the winter tree forest.

“The warrior of Idun. ”

What can be said to be the cause.

Loki smiles lightly, looking back at the direction of Cataron.

It was a cold smile like a mask, unfamiliar as a false god.