Chapter 454 – King of Beasts (2)
[You guys. Have you ever seen God in a dream?]
[… Have you ever met God?]
I crossed my arms and twisted my head.
Of course there is. I met about 2 goddesses.
And among them, the horned one was a raving female and became my wife.
[… What a stupid question. Who can prove that the god in the dream is real? If a troll appears in your dream and claims to be your mother, did you reunite with your dead mother?]
[According to tradition, you will know the moment you meet. It is said that he preaches knowledge he does not know and reveals a powerful presence.]
It certainly was.
‘I had an explanatory TMI talk with Deutsch’s stupid pair of snow shoes and the Goddess of Horns.’
In particular, the explanation of the return of the beast or the story of the ‘successor of Odin’, which is in the same context as
In addition, Odin rode Sleipnir at the last minute and left with charisma that ruined the power balance.
It’s perfectly consistent with that tradition. Yes.
[… Well, I have a guess. If you have experienced it?]
[… No. It can’t be. That shouldn’t be the case.]
No, look at this Niimi Mr. Palum. If you’re not going to believe it, what’s the point of asking?
I frowned, but the Troll King’s reaction was fierce. As if the side effects of Beast Return had been revealed, the creature’s breathing became rough.
[… It is said, a berserker who does not descend into a beast. A king who is not devoured by ferocity and fury, but who gives rest to fallen beasts. A legendary existence handed down in Erinn.]
He reached for the ceiling with his palms spread out as if grasping the sky.
[──【Úlfheðinn】of the prophecy.]
Shuwaaaaagh—!!
The Troll King’s body was covered with beast return mana.
[That is the last lore left by Huldupolk’s ancestors. Even though the person who wrote the text was devoured by his wild nature and became a beast, in the distant future, a being who will save us will come.]
The troll king’s body was covered in the shadow of the warrior figure who was bending over him from behind. The glazed eyes radiated fiercely the spirit of killing and fighting toward me. Even her parents’ enemies couldn’t have glared at her with such hatred.
[That person is the ruler who will usher in a new era, predicted since ancient times!!! It transcends even the curse of beast return!!! I am the one who will usurp the constellation of Odin, the heavenly god!!!!]
… Thud!!
The troll king stamped his foot forcefully.
The mercilessly burning mana of the Beast Return burned his skin and peeled off as if evaporating. Like an updraft from purgatory, his skin, body, and bones turned to ashes, and he was sucked into the sky as if there was no ceiling.
[This Horsha is the new king of Huldupolk! He said, I am the one who will save the fallen beasts and lead them to the top of this world!! I am the ‘Wolfhedin of the Prophecy’!! This is me, the true successor of the Sky God——!!!!!]
The warrior figure was enveloped in flames, as if ignited by the flames that consumed the Troll King.
The statue of the warrior of Ulster burned as if it were a scarecrow woven from willow branches, igniting a savage and resentful flame in the stone chamber. The flames eating away at the statue felt like the limbs of an imprisoned man.
Qurrrring—!!
The outer skin of the beast was peeled off along with the equipment it was wrapped around.
All the ashes flew up to the sky. It transcended space and time and disappeared like a sacrifice in the far sky, as if flying to somewhere that does not exist in this era.
[——Heaven, look!]
─Quaaang!! Sparks exploded as if to match the Troll King’s shouts. I removed the spark and pulled out the spear.
When the flames subsided, a warrior appeared, exuding spirit like a sword, as if it had been hammered into lava. The equipment he was wearing seemed to have been the material for that awakening, so only the great sword and his bottoms remained.
[Fate to be cursed!!! The karma of the past, behold!!! The King of Huldfolk is here!!!!!]
Overcoming an ancient curse and regaining his human form, the Troll King raised his greatsword high into the sky.
[Even though the curse will stain our blood through generations, the brilliant flames of the King have blossomed here!!! Fire burns even under the ground in the darkness where not a single light shines through, so I will surpass even the destiny created by the Constellation!!!!!]
Booung-!! A black greatsword, as if it had been burned, was aimed at me.
[And I will make your life a sacrifice for that first step, Nord!!!!!]
[… Under. You even remember my name, and you are very enthusiastic.]
I calmly prepared for battle with the spear in my hand, even as I bristled at the intimidating feeling of being able to pierce through my skin.
Think of it simply.
Just thinking about it in a simple way. If you look down and laugh at me as if you know all the truth of the world. This fellow could have been seen as a foolish idiot who had no idea what to do and was dreaming in vain.
It’s the first time I’ve heard the word Wolfhedin of prophecy, but I’ve heard of a lengthy comment like that modifier. Did Tabula, the Berserk who was dying as a werewolf, say that?
But perhaps the existence that the title refers to is not this guy.
Horsha was not the one who wished that Odin’s alter ego would bless her future and take her place.
However, in a sense——this guy was the existence Odin had longed for and dreamed of.
A human who does not conform to fate.
A human who resists and confronts the established rules.
Even if they seem futile and futile, they are people who endure pain and dream.
We already know the term for such a human being.
[You guys too… I was a graduate student.]
I agreed wholeheartedly.
It was. To the troll king, fate was a professor.
This guy was a graduate student who faced a professor named ‘Destined Destiny’.
But——is that really acceptable?
There is nothing wrong with resisting oppression and hoping and wishing for a dream that you may not have. I believe so. I really sincerely hope so.
However, Horsha has stained her dreams of her own with the blood of others.
She tried to snatch artifacts from Winglings and take her life from innocent citizens of Alwyn.
She didn’t feel guilty about any of it.
─Puddeuk.
Feeling anger and grief, I gripped the spear strongly.
The hopes created by innocent people with tears, blood, and effort are all one thesis. Anyone who has taken it away is forced to use the yoke of being a professor no matter what excuse they make.
Horsha, she became a professor herself in order to resist the professor called destiny.
And maybe.
In the one-in-a-kind future, I didn’t know if that would be the case too.
Unless you’re lucky.
If there were no wives
It could have been.
I am a dreamer who dreams as wildly as Horsha. Can you say for sure that if you were unlucky you wouldn’t have gone down the same path?
I couldn’t have such arrogant pride.
Even Odin’s successor and the prophetic Wolfheddin are the same.
Because the possibility of becoming a professor is an original sin open to anyone.
[──Those who fight monsters should be careful not to become monsters themselves.]
That’s really right. It was the truth of the world that I couldn’t help but admire no matter how many times I chewed it.
Many graduate students become professors themselves after fighting with professors.
[But——just because you were trampled on by someone, there is no law that you can trample on someone else.]
Every professor was once a graduate student.
However, not all graduate students became professors.
I learned from a rider of a unicorn who devoted his life to the worthless study of Ulster that an upright and sane professor can exist.
I also learned from my esteemed advisor, Professor Brahmaton.
How stupid is this?
Could it be that my resentment toward the professor was too much, and even though I had already attained enlightenment, I was unable to embody it?
Only by forgetting and controlling this blind rage will I be able to soar higher.
So I closed my eyes and prayed.
May this encounter make me right.
To this warrior who turned into a beast—
──May the graduate students who have become professors have a rest.
[Troll King… No, Horsha.]
I declared with a calm posture that even the fighting spirit had subsided.
[Ask the third question. Let’s end this question and answer with that.]
Did you feel my calm spirit? Horsha, who regained her human form, burst into a red smile.
[Kuhahaha!! Yeah, don’t do that Well, even if it was the last question, it wouldn’t be great.]
The King of the Ruin twisted the greatsword.
The stone wall and the floor, which the blade of the greatsword had not touched, were split like tofu. There seemed to be a distinct madness coming out of those eyes that did not even have the slightest dizziness left.
[——I can’t believe it, you bastard. Do you think you can beat me?]
Shuwaaaaa!!!!!!
From Horsha’s body, mana of beast return that exceeded mine by several times spewed out.
Let’s admit it. Misjudged
I don’t know the principle, but Horsha cast off her beastly bridle and became stronger than when she fought me.
It is me who has been pushed out of power since I was a troll. The odds of winning are thin.
Shuwaaaaa…
But there was no fear. No wonder.
Because those who fear the professor can never kill the professor.
“──Odin, I make a vow.”
I raised my spear and prayed to the Sky God.
“I will devote my soul and body to the annihilation of all professors in the world.”
──Judgement to those who went astray.
──Confession to the friend who committed the sin.
Because this, too, was the responsibility of the professor slayer.
