The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

"???"

This question might be a bit too profound for Gerda, leaving her unsure how to answer.

"Don't you feel...uncomfortable? Have you thought about the future, about what it will be like when you become an adult? Don't you wish you could be free from the fear of giants and see the vast world beyond your small village? Haven't you ever thought about gaining freedom?"

Goldruff was only angry about the way of life of the humans in the Lostbelt, whose family used technology from the Einzbern family.

Goldrov was also raised by androids and had always been in contact with them. In his eyes, the child in front of him, although not an android, was no different from one.

"The future? Freedom? The world?"

Gerda remained utterly confused and bewildered, as if these concepts were completely foreign to her.

“Miss Gerda, no matter how healthy you are, you will die in your twenties. In a world like this, how can you be so carefree and cheerful…”

"Hey, hey, Mashu-sama, please look up, okay? And chubby uncle, please don't look so confused, okay? Um, sorry, I don't really understand. I couldn't comprehend what you two were saying, maybe because I'm not very good at reading and writing... What exactly does 'future' mean...?"

I understand the literal meaning; it refers to days after tomorrow, right? But... um... this is so difficult..."

"Is it... hard to understand?"

Mash and Goldrov's expressions didn't change, only became more somber.

Gerda, however, was able to answer quite easily that she was indeed unaware of what the two were asking, and that she seemed to have completely ignored the questions.

8. "The so-called freedom is just that literal meaning, I understand, it means not being locked up at home and not being bound by ropes, am I right...?"

(v) If that's the case, then I'm free! I can go anywhere in the village! I can go to the fields, the canteen, and visit anyone's house. I can go to Laura's house to play, and I can even see the newborn baby's face.

But the problem isn't there. For Gerda, 25 is the end of everything. The world is generally only the size of this village, but that's not normal.

Liu: "In the world we live in, humans can live longer."

(6) "Can he live past 25?"

"Yes, it can go even longer, even longer, even longer... although not everyone can achieve that..."

"That's right, some people can live to be over 10 years old. Not only can they love their children, but they can also dote on their grandchildren or great-grandchildren, provided they are healthy enough."

(iv) Deaths due to illness or accidents are not considered here. But not everyone dies at 15 or 25; those born with short lifespans are probably only artificial beings, which is not something I need to worry about.

(2) "Grandson...great-grandson..."

"Well, even without grandchildren or great-grandchildren, there are people who spend their long lives with their loved ones, pursuing their ideals without starting a family, but instead spending their lives with friends and companions. Sigh, why do I have to say these things? The magician is talking about the happiness of being human."

As Goldruff spoke, he couldn't help but feel sorrow, but soon his brow furrowed and he couldn't suppress his grief and anger, shouting loudly:

But if no one else speaks, then I have to speak. What on earth is going on?! What on earth is going on with you all? Your lifespans have been decided, and you can still accept it with a smile. Not only are you not angry, but you don't even feel a trace of fear? Even the Yaga, forced to live such a harsh life, still have the freedom to eke out a living!

Ugh, I'm annoyed, really annoyed! And the communication is bad too! I'm going to sleep! Goodbye!

Unable to control his emotions, Gordolf finally hung up the call and left. Fujimaru Ritsuka could only remain silent. After a while, Mashu finally mustered the courage to speak again:

"As Mr. Fatton said, Miss Gerda, our world is extremely complex, but conversely, it offers infinite choices. It must be constantly developing and growing on the basis of mutual affirmation and mutual negation."

Humans are just like that; even in Northern Europe, it shouldn't be any different. Humans are capable of anything; this must be what freedom truly means. Perhaps most things are unattainable or impossible. Life is full of disappointments. But, but, everyone—yes—must hold onto hope.

Miss Gerda, in these 0 worlds... do you have any wishes? (II...←9¤〇＇五★∥)

"My wish?"

This is an understandable question, but it doesn't seem to be an easy one to answer. Gerda closed her eyes and thought, "Um, um... I successfully gathered the herbs, and dinner was delicious tonight. How should I put it, I don't have any wishes right now."

It's always there, really? I hope I catch a big fish, I hope I bake some delicious bread, and so on... Ah, I want to see that beautiful rainbow again...

"I'm so sorry, I don't understand what you're talking about, and I don't think I can give you a proper answer, but... it's amazing to be able to become an old person and still be able to do anything."

"No, I'm the one who should apologize. I didn't expect to cause you so much trouble. I'm sorry, Miss Gerda."

"No, that's not true. I really, really think it's amazing, even though I understand it, and even think it's wishful thinking. It's surprising that I can't even imagine something like this in my mind. This is the first time something like this has happened. I heard that the Imperial Envoy's words are hard to understand, but I didn't expect it to be true."

I don't even know much about children, grandchildren, and then...great-grandchildren. To be able to see the faces of children several generations in the future...if I could become an old person, I could do that. I've never even imagined such a thing, because...because nobody lives that long."

Nevertheless, the concept that should not exist in the minds of the people living on this land still appeared in Gerda's mind.

Although it is something extremely vague and even uncertain.

"There's no need to ask any more questions. Let's save them for tomorrow and ask the so-called imperial envoy who's coming."

Saying things that Gerda couldn't understand all at once would only add to the child's burden.

Which is better, dying in ignorance yet happiness or dying in knowledge yet suffering?

The next day arrived quickly, and the children gathered together early in the morning, along with adults they hadn't seen before.

The children handed the bouquets to the adults, and Gerda explained from the side:

"Those special flowers that the children spent six months cultivating cannot make their way to Valhalla without them. Only a soul that holds proof of being loved can go to Valhalla."

Long, long ago, so long ago that countless people cannot remember, the gods decreed that children should cultivate flowers; it is their work.

"Valhalla? Is today the day you bid farewell to those who have reached the age of 25 and those who have not yet had children by the age of 15?"

This is already obvious, but the existence of Valhalla did change Manjusaki's opinion slightly.

“Yes, I must thank you so much more. If I had been trampled by the giants, I wouldn't have received the bouquet, and my soul would have wandered aimlessly, preventing me from reaching Valhalla! So, I am truly grateful to you.” —Bartholomew

The place where they were saying goodbye was the same gate they entered through yesterday, but normally, this gate is not open to entry. 5.

This door, in normal circumstances, is a door that allows only exit, not entry; only the chosen adults can exit on the chosen day. VII

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, let us obey the will of the gods and offer everything." Lu

The adults knelt on both knees, heads bowed deeply, shouting loudly, as if performing a ceremony. 6

Multiple, extremely powerful magical reactions appeared in the sky; numerous, beautiful white figures descended from the heavens. 3.

Chapter Twenty-Nine: Legion

"Humans..." (Thoughts)

"Man, man! Today is the chosen day. Man, your lives will be harvested today." (Zhu)

"This is love, and you should understand that this is the hand of love extended by the only god left on earth. People, people, bow your heads and praise the ice and the light."

A woman's clear, melodious voice descended from the sky, and the people below, who had bowed their heads and closed their eyes in silent prayer, opened their eyes to welcome the imperial envoy.

"Envoy! Envoy! Glorious Valkyrie, please take the adults away! They obeyed all the gods' rules and raised us. Even those who didn't raise us played with us until we were 14! There wasn't a single bad person among them, so please take them to Valhalla!"

The children recited these final words as if they were presiding over a ritual.

And those 15-year-olds and 25-year-old adults who are not raising children and are standing in front of the gate are the sacrifices offered up.

Manju found it strange that these people, who were to be offered as sacrifices and sent to Valhalla, did not have any weapons.

In the world of Scandinavia, dying while trying to reach Valhalla is indeed an understandable situation.

But these adults don't even have weapons, let alone act as soldiers for them, which seems like a completely unrelated thing.

Does this mean that Odin's Valhalla now accepts just anyone, as long as they're human?

But this makes things even stranger. What is the point of recruiting people to go to Valhalla?

The answer to the question cannot be found through contemplation, but the object that can provide the answer is clearly about to fall from the sky and appear here.

So there was no need for Manshu to overthink it. She looked up at the figure descending from the sky, dressed in a white bird costume.

"So this is what a so-called envoy is... wielding weapons and using the runes of the great god, truly a messenger of the great god."

As expected of the Valkyries, messengers of the great god, their demigod aura was unmistakably revealed, making their true identities readily apparent.

"Man, man! Now you are permitted to rejoice, and in accordance with the regulations, the gates will soon open for you."

Once the door is open, there is no room for hesitation; one must proceed and offer one's life as a sacrifice to the giant.

In this way, your souls, untouched by battle, will also be confined to the halls of demonic warriors. Rejoice, humans! Laugh, humans! This is the love bestowed by the one true god. (The group)

Valkyrie solemnly addressed the humans below, and those who were about to embark on their journey rose, ready to move forward.

“We are deeply grateful, Your Excellency. Please allow us to express our gratitude for the blessings bestowed upon us by the gods and you. We are about to depart; please open the door for us…”

"Then begin! Your lives will end here!" Wu

Valkyrie nodded and began working on opening the village gates.

"Wait!" 6

Manju remained watching, curious to see how the Valkyries intended to deal with these people, while Fujimaru Ritsuka couldn't help but shout out.

"...?"

Valkyrie paused for a moment, casting a questioning glance before noticing the group with their different art styles.

The villagers all wore similar styles of clothing, and since Manshu and his companions weren't disguised, they were easily identifiable. (iv)

“Man, strange sounds are coming! Man, this is a horrifying situation, a sin to be condemned! Who is obstructing the Chosen Ritual, a solemn matter that ends a life?”2

The envoy maintained his aloof demeanor and inquired about the outsider's identity. Mashu immediately stepped forward to block Fujimaru Ritsuka, saying:

"Please wait a moment, Your Excellency, Valkyrie."

Seeing the two people beside her suddenly interrupt the ceremony, Gerda hurriedly grabbed Mash: "Hey, hey, hey, Mash-sama... No, no, you can't do anything against the rules on the chosen day!"

But clearly this wasn't the time to dwell on that. Fujimaru Ritsuka went to comfort Gerda, while Mash continued forward, resolutely asking Valkyrie:

"You mentioned Valhalla, didn't you? The palace of the gods, the hall of warriors, it should be the place in Norse mythology where the souls of warriors, heroes, and champions go, just as the name suggests."

They had nothing in their hands, nor were they wearing armor! They were not warriors, and were you just going to stand by and watch them be slaughtered by giants? You are supposed to be someone so revered!

Mashu asked, puzzled. In any case, what she saw was still a massacre.

Even though these people's souls are destined for Valhalla, the temple of warriors, they are not warriors; they are merely going to their deaths.

They had no weapons, no armor; they were merely food to be fed to the giants. This was something that could not be tolerated or witnessed.

"The atheists? The connection records do indeed state that atheists have entered our divine realm. So it seems it was you. In that case, the only option is to unleash annihilation—"

Valkyrie made a decisive decision. After determining that Mash was not a local but a godless person who had entered from elsewhere, she immediately raised her shield and light gun.

"Wait……!"

Before Mash could even react, and before she could even utter a sound, Valkyrie's attack had already reached her.

Those were runes released without being drawn, their inanimate release preventing people from reacting in time.

Mash probably didn't expect the opponent to launch such a decisive attack, and was directly hit by the flames spewed out by the rune.

"Goooo..."