Chapter 223 – Valhalla
It was Wolfgang who did not get angry from the bottom of his heart.
Like a sleeping lion having its nose hair plucked out and running amok.
It was a fact that he knew best than anyone else that once he got angry, his personality changed a little and he sometimes took extreme actions without even realizing it.
Why, don’t people often say that they want to destroy everything in sight when they get angry?
Ordinary people just snort and let their imagination run wild.
In the case of Wolfgang, the story is a little different.
If he puts his mind to it, he can realize his violent imagination as it is.
That’s why, in everyday situations other than battle.
Even if there was something that might upset him, he tried to keep his rationality as much as possible and keep the lid from opening.
“Hey, look at his expression? Are you angry, huh? You’re angry, right?”
“…”
At this moment, Wolfgang’s anger had reached a very dangerous point.
—Excellent number…
“Gee, that’s pretty expensive.”
At the same time as the wine glass he held in his hand turned to dust and shattered.
Bjorn’s timid words resonate faintly as he watched the two of them scuffle.
Noticeably dilated pupils.
Two reddish ears.
A slightly protruding tongue licks dry lips.
A clear expression of emotion that even a fool could notice.
A mischievous smile forms on Astrid’s lips as she looks at Wolfgang.
“If you twist it, come out? Why, were you scared?”
Wolfgang had no choice but to admit it.
For the self-respecting warriors, provocation is childish, but surprisingly, it is a very effective tactic.
He also enjoyed provoking his enemies quite a bit.
At least when it came to provocation, Astrid seemed to be clearly one step ahead of him.
Wolfgang slammed his fists and stood up from his seat.
“Okay… Let’s go. Have you become addicted to defeat? I’ll carve fear into every inch of your body.”
“Ha! You’re so confident? This time will be different. If you fight fair and square, I’ll never lose to you.”
At that, Astrid snorted and retorted.
A very energetic appearance, as if he would not lose a single word.
“Are you going to talk fair and square in real battle?
“Puhu, let’s see who will be at the bottom.”
Wolfgang could not understand at all.
How many times have you already broken the subject and you still don’t get discouraged and show off your guts?
That spirit is truly admirable.
“No regrets.”
After being treated by Wolfgang and Ophelia, who had been busy running around for the past few days, Astrid, who had been quiet for a while, seldom ran into each other.
His identity was revealed, but unexpectedly, the atmosphere seemed to pass quietly.
It was a car that just continued to carry out its mission without much thought.
‘Hey, come out.’
‘… ?’
‘Let’s come out and have a fight. Are you deaf?’
‘Have you turned around? If you’re bored, go and sleep.’
Couldn’t she have been following him around and bothering him since yesterday morning?
I was just ignoring it because I wanted attention.
That’s enough.
To be interrupted in the middle of an important conversation.
This has gone far beyond the line.
Wolfgang was determined.
That I would give her her nightmares so that she would never think of messing around with her again.
He was not confident
He is confident in her quality.
“Follow me. I’ll crush you in front of everyone.”
— Knock-knock!
Astrid provokes Wolfgang by flicking her index finger as if lighting a fuse.
She spun around him and led him into the open arena of the tribe.
‘I already want to hit you once.’
The way she walked so proudly was truly admirable.
The leather pants that fit her lower body accentuated her swaying hips and feminine curves.
The buttocks are so perfect that it makes you want to hit them with a slap.
Likewise, the pure white back and waist revealed through the back slit of the tight-fitting top.
It must have been a costume designed for efficient combat, but its design is so irritating that even the most famous monk of the Tenshinkyo religion spit out the vulgar words, ‘Excuse me, I just got an erection’.
In many ways, it can be a truly shameful look.
‘Are you doing that on purpose? I’ll educate you very well.’
However, that only aroused Wolfgang’s anger.
She should be held accountable for her own actions.
* * *
Speaking of a tribal arena, there was nothing special about it.
It’s just that the hills that rise up low have been compacted to make them stand out a little more than the plains.
Compared to the archipelago arena, Arena of Prominence, it looked shabby in many ways.
The heat of the crowd surrounding the two is getting hotter than ever.
Like the Frosttooth tribe who love and enjoy fighting, people of all ages flocked like bees, abandoning their work to watch a big fight.
— Boom boom…
“What, what’s going on?”
“I heard that a stranger warrior and a tribal chief fight properly?”
“But the chieftain’s temperament is so damn good. Would you like to do that to the life saver?”
“Hush! Lower your voice! I can hear you!”
Also, it wasn’t just the tribesmen who gathered to watch the duel between the two.
“Is this interesting? Chief, he must have escaped something. He’s a completely different person than he was a few days ago.”
“Ah. But how can he win? The way I see it, that girl is just enjoying getting hit.”
“Heh… It might be quite a different feeling to be hit by an older brother…!”
“No, this lewd nun is starting again. Really.”
The special power party also gathered in advance in case of an unexpected misfortune.
In front of so many people watching.
The two stared at each other as if they were about to run into each other and faced each other.
“I will personally instill manners in you who run amok like a mad colt. Astrid.”
“Ha! Try it if you can. After losing, don’t hold on to your pants.”
Burning nerves.
Even before the fight begins in earnest, bitter vitriols are exchanged against each other.
The cheers of the excited crowd began to resonate louder and louder.
“Waaaaa!”
“A battle between warriors among warriors! Remember this day clearly, my grandson!”
At that time.
-Thud!
Astrid slammed the hilt of her sword on the ground.
Then, the area around the arena, which had been filled with noise, suddenly became quiet.
Before long, an off-white aura began to flow behind her.
Watching her prepare for a full-fledged battle, Wolfgang also corrected her stance.
As the conflict was imminent, his body, which had been through countless battlefields, began to prepare for the threat on its own.
“Hey, stranger. You don’t have to bother counting, right? It’s between you and me.”
“Of course. Come on whenever you want. The first attacker will yield.”
“Kuh. Still a fucking arrogant bastard. Well, it doesn’t matter.”
—Goooh… !
A vortex of mana swells like a storm from Astrid.
It’s a familiar premonition that I’ve experienced many times before.
Her spiritual power. In other words, imagery, if I dare to express it, is close to the realization system similar to Wolfgang’s.
The strong will dwelling in the mind directly affects the material world.
Miracles that can only be performed by warriors who have reached the level of masters, like magic or supernatural powers.
Only if there are differences.
Imagery, as the name suggests, does not have a set frame.
“Because that arrogance will become a dagger that stabs your heart.”
[Spiritual power opening]
A radius of several hundred meters.
Astrid’s mana engulfs the entire space approaching the size of the entire arena.
At first glance, it was a process that seemed similar to the imagery of the elemental expression system.
In exchange for a much narrower scope, it exerts a much stronger dominion and imposes its will on the world.
Eventually, the entire surrounding space came under Astrid’s control.
She muttered softly.
“Valhalla.”
The development of Astrid’s spiritual power, which embodies the paradise of warriors where endless battles are repeated.
She imposes irresistible laws on herself and her rivals.
She can never get out of her designated range until her win or loss is clearly decided.
The two of them must fight each other endlessly until a winner is decided.
In this world, a dedicated arena is created for only the two of them.
Even as time goes by, Astrid gets stronger and her opponent gets weaker.
Literally, a peculiar image specialized for one-on-one duels.
It was in a similar context that she was unable to unleash her spiritual power in the large-scale rotation of the Fimbul Bert tribe’s invasion.
When she binds her opponent, it means that her opponent also binds her.
Even if she defeated the enemy general and escaped, she would have been surrounded by enemies who were watching from afar.
Indeed, in the image of her he hadn’t seen in a long time, Wolfgang coldly said as if he was disappointed.
“Is this all?”
What the hell do you believe in and be confident? Was it just like this?
Even now, I can feel that my strength is draining away little by little, but I’ve been fooling around trusting in these petty tricks.
If he was sincere like this, he would probably be able to win easily within ten seconds.
His anger at his provocative opponent quickly cools down and is on the verge of turning into disgust for the underdog who doesn’t know the subject.
“No, that can’t be the case. To be arrogant about winning a few times.”
Astrid smiled and held up the sword that had been stuck in the ground.
—Koo-goo-goo!
The swirling vortex of speculation is condensed into two points, and an enormous, high-density mass of magical power is formed.
The mass of magical power condensed into two dots eventually moves near her wing bones and transforms into a shape resembling wings.
Also.
“What, you can’t see!”
“What the hell is going on inside?”
The huge hemispherical veil that represents the range of Valhalla is colored white like a cloud, completely isolating the inside and outside of the veil.
Accompanied by the cries of the crowd writhing in curiosity, Astrid pointed her sword at Wolfgang and said,
“After the fortress was broken several times, I woke up and came to a realization. What was lacking for me.”
“…Are you even able to awaken?”
Awakening.
It was a change that could only be expressed like that.
The momentum I feel from her now is on a different level than before.
“Yes. It’s an honor. You’re the first to show me this.”
—Tah!
Astrid kicked off the ground and flew up.
Her figure floating in the air reminded me of an angel of death.
[Spiritual Power Opening — World of Thought]
“Valkyria.”
