Chapter 133: NEXT The name of the sage
As Regin said, the appearance of the three corpses plunged the entire Nine Realms into inexplicable chaos.
According to Thrúd's words, there was no trace of magic on the three corpses, they were three charred corpses, and their faces were vaguely recognizable.
According to the official version of the Gothic kingdom, they died in the fierce battle, and they died heroically in the battle with the giants.
They deserve to enter Valhalla, and that's why the Gothic kingdom asked the Netherlands to collect the corpses of their warriors.
However, there is a problem with this, the Valkyries, who can guide souls to Valhalla, did not find the spirits on the three corpses, and they did not actively appear in Valhalla.
It is a well-known tradition in Midgard that the valiant dead will be taken to Valhalla by the gods, and even if they are poor, they can be taken away by other gods as acolytes.
And in order to be able to control this huge military camp that continuously supplies Asgard, the image of the gods erected here is 'omnipotent'.
The gods created human beings, and the gods protected human beings...
This is their image, and in order to establish this unbreakable position, Odin even let his blood spread all over the Atrium world, and several human kingdoms can always trace back to Odin's genealogy.
Because of this tradition, the reverence for the gods led these humans to build various shrines, and even divided the week into four days dedicated to the four most famous gods, corresponding to the four famous gods of the Aesir gods.
Tyr, Odin, Thor, Frigga
Justice, war, thunder, family
These four melodies form the main tone of Midgard
Now, however, there is a problem that there are attempts to subvert this perception and tradition, and the three corpses are just the beginning.
It came too suddenly, centered on the atrium, and the moment the news spread, even the giants of Jotunheim knew about it.
However, what matters to the gods is not how strong the young prince who succeeded in slaying the rebellious giant, known as the 'Conqueror', but the meaning of the three corpses.
The traces of the corpses prove that they fought fiercely, and even if they did die in the fire, the fact that they 'fought' is there.
And now there's this fucking thing, and after word of mouth, even Valhalla knows about it.
This kind of thing is normal in the eyes of the gods, they know very well where their limits are, but they can't pass these words on to the heroes who have already entered Valhalla, and the gods must ensure their supremacy.
The giants and dwarves were waiting to see the joke, and the elves could not intervene, and now before the gods of Asgard was a matter that had to be dealt with, but not roughly.
Sending others to find the souls of the three war dead was a must, but if they couldn't find them in the first place, they would have to find a reason to fool them.
It doesn't have to fool everyone, but it must fool the all-important Atrium World - this is the entire Protoss's military camp, a world that continuously sends out soldiers.
"It's you..." Thrúd sighed as he looked at the heavy sarcophagus that had been sealed, "At the moment when the body was found and the statement of 'killed in battle' was finalized, there was no turning back. "
The gods did not dare to be the first to break the traditions they had established, and not everyone dared to desecrate the corpses of the war dead with a knife like Thrúd, who absolutely did not believe that he was dead, so at that moment, everyone was deceived.
But Thrúd withheld the news because she knew there was no point in making it public.
Either the gods are fooled and deceived
Either prove that the gods can't retrieve the souls of the war dead, leaving them to wander in an unknown place
Either way would have dealt a serious blow to the god's almost 'omnipotent' image, though it might have been a minor flaw.
However, the blame lies in the fact that the gods erected the 'image' too perfectly in the first place, because this pure perfection is invisibly magnified by this stain.
And in fact, as the leader of the Valkyries, Thrúd knew better that there were already some rumors circulating among the Valkyries in the lower ranks, after all, compared to this kind of fooling and deception, these Valkyries even saw the fact that the gods were killed on the spot.
"It's a real headache." She said
The goddess of power couldn't help but think of another woman, although for a descendant of a god like Thrúd, who was of a more noble birth, she didn't need to care about a woman of mortal origin like Sigrún.
But after all, they have met a few times, and she is really doing well, so Thrúd also has a good impression of her.
She wasn't the only one who should be feeling the headache right now, and so was Sigrún, who was even more troublesome than Thrúd.
"She should probably be aware of it, too."
...
"Helgi." Looking at the young man standing at the edge of the martial arts training ground, Sigrún finally hesitated to speak.
"Huh?" In the face of his wife, the handsome young man only responded with a gentle smile.
Seeing his fierce look, which was completely different from ordinary people's fierceness, Sigrún couldn't help but feel a little relieved in his heart.
Although since she resumed her Valkyrie priesthood, the husband and wife can be said to have been separated from each other, and she has been stationed in the atrium for a long time, while Helgi must sit in the name of the leader of the whole of Valhalla.
The reason why she was able to come back for a while now was because Thrúd had given her a vacation, but in fact, because of her own hesitation, she had not been able to inform him of the news that had only circulated internally at first.
And now, having missed the best time, there is a lot of discussion outside about why the 'war dead' can't make it to Valhalla, and the names Siegfried and Hodder have not stopped.
During this time, Helgi, as the leader, only listened attentively, and he did not show any abnormal conditions, which made Sigrún a little unbearable.
She was really afraid that he was burying everything in his heart and eventually holding back the question, so she asked this question here.
"Something about Hoder..."
"Ah, what's wrong with the wizard who has something to do with Helheim?"
Then, the sound exploded like muffled thunder, like a giant bomb, blowing Sigrún to the top of his head.
"What do you call him?"
"Huh? I've heard people here say that he couldn't be accepted because he was a wizard with ties to giants and Helheim, and Siegfried was only implicated. "
Staring at the handsome 17-year-old boy, Sigrún opened his mouth slightly.
"What...?"
"Helgi."
At this moment, a muffled sound came from behind Sigrún, and at this time, Sigrún felt even colder.
The great god Odin...
"The Great King of the Gods." The boy was meticulous in his salute, and the etiquette of his warriors was so perfect that no one could pick out the thorns.
Elegant, noble...
The rune sword shone brightly behind the young man, but it was all so foreign to Sigrún.
Why is this happening?
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Volume II: When a Hero Is Born