The Holy Grail War Blessed by the Gods

Is this the real demand we should be making? After all, the previous one was simply impossible to achieve.

Even Napoleon couldn't help but shake his head; he couldn't muster any interest in Koyanskaya, who was also quite beautiful.

"Hey, what's the grudge between you two? Although that woman is indeed a stunning beauty, even Josephine in a fit of rage wouldn't exude such a dark and scheming aura!"

"A Servant I've only just met, yet possesses such keen observation skills. I'm flattered, but I don't deserve it. I'll kill you! Well then, everyone, that's enough of your pull-ups under the bridge! Come out with a roar!"

Koyanskaya shouted down from the bridge, and dozens of giants rushed out from there, seemingly under her control.

“⑼'〇○￠si·耙↑{俬,”㈡％＞9』,刢″＞杌中`∴转∠∝群：Are you trying to push things onto your subordinates again?!

"Yes, because that's my job. At this stage, my goal is to gather subordinates. Besides, you guys aren't enough to make me take real action. Please forgive me for saying no to cheap sales pitches. Thank you~ Please raise your own value before making boastful claims."

"So, my fellow Jotuns, it's time for your work! The capable children will be honored with the task of naming them. Let's gather our strength and slaughter these people!"

Koyanskaya seemed to have no intention of joining the battle, leaving all the work to these giants who had suddenly appeared.

However, her ability to command the Titans must have come from Skadi; ​​she probably wouldn't be able to control them outside of the Lostbelt.

In that case, it's clear that this guy couldn't possibly stay in Northern Europe for too long; these giants were probably just disposable items thrown out at will.

Manju reached out and summoned the trident back, but shook his head and didn't look at Koyanskaya again.

That guy might have malicious intent, but he doesn't seem to have any clear intention to kill, at least not at the moment. So let's just play along.

After all, for now, this guy does smell rather dangerous.

There are already enough dangerous elements here, let's deal with this guy quickly and run away.

Skadi is probably not in a good position to manage things right now, otherwise, the goddess would have been able to chase after them and drag them back to the dungeon by now that they've been stopped.

But Sigurd probably will, so there's no need to waste time here; getting caught in a pincer movement would be a huge problem.

"You all need to be prepared to evacuate at any time. I'll create opportunities."

As Manjus said this, he raised his trident and jumped off the bridge to intercept the giants.

“That’s right, there’s no need to fight honestly. I’ll help create openings, so get ready to seize the opportunity with your skis.”

Napoleon set up his cannon and began bombarding the area below.

Mashu didn't dare to delay and immediately used the equipment to analyze the retreat route based on the map information she had collected earlier.

After determining their route, they turned their skateboards up to maximum power and sped off across the bridge.

Koyanskaya did not pursue them, but simply stood still.

"They got away. Oh well, I guess I passed the strength test. So it's not like we can't gather at this distance, but let's call it a day. That's what a smart beast does."

Anyway, I've already gotten everything I wanted in Scandinavia. All that's left is to clean up the mess left by the conflicts between humans. So I'll just take my potato chips and head to the audience.

Chaldea and the Hidden Ones are both human, and just being near them is disgusting. I won't take sides... except for you, Ophelia.

Your shattered desires are worth watching; an unconscious perpetrator, a pitiful victim who ruins everything without even realizing it.

Although I don't like it, observing these humans is quite interesting; the beauty of this Lostbelt is built on a thin layer of ice. Experience that with your naiveté.

……

Having escaped the icy castle, their next destination is the trump card that Shidone told them: to defeat Zillod and even rebel against Skadi.

The location of the third pillar of divinity in this Nordic Lostbelt, which they sealed away, is on a mountain peak some distance from here.

After leaving the ice castle, the group did not encounter any major problems on their journey.

The weather has been pretty good these past few days, and nothing happened at night. Although we had arranged for someone to keep watch out of concern, nothing did happen that night.

This allowed them to reach their destination, Galchert, now the highest peak in Northern Europe, quite smoothly.

On the map of pan-human history, this was the location of the original Yutonghermon Mountains, but now it is a continuous stretch of snow-covered mountains and forests.

Climbing mountains using the skateboard created by Leonardo da Vinci is not a difficult task. Even on a mountain made of ice and snow, it only takes a little time to reach it successfully.

Then they saw what appeared on the mountaintop—a sight that truly only appears in myths.

A wall of flames encircles the mountaintop, and behind the wall of flames stands a luxurious mansion.

Wow, that's amazing!

"A wall of flames surrounds the ice structure, but like the flames of the mountains, it exists, yet it doesn't melt the icy mountains, and is it fixed in space without anything to burn?"

Mashu wasn't particularly surprised or moved; instead, she immediately began to analyze the situation.

"On the land of Northern Europe, a fortress of a goddess imprisoned by flames has appeared. No wonder Sigurd is here. After all, his lover is here. I also deeply miss the goddess's cool and beautiful appearance."

Unfortunately, Sigurd seems to have fallen into the hands of this land. No hero has been able to breach the wall of flames, and the imprisoned goddess can only slumber here forever.

这种曾经9出现在北0欧这片4土地上的神8话的4再演2，无疑是谁9都能够认出来0的东西5。

If it weren't for the myth that occurred here, it might not be so easy to identify, or so difficult to confirm directly, but given the scene before us, there's no need to think about it anymore.

"That's right, this must be the Mansion of Flames. The poetic Edda, that is, the Old Edda, is the Song of Sigurdlifa. And the description in Volsunga Saga of the burning flames on the summit of Mount Sindal, the mansion surrounded by walls constructed of divine shields, with banners fluttering, the Great God's barrier, the Mansion of Flames!"

It could be a large-scale magical ritual performed through sympathetic magic from online mythology, or it could be the divine barrier itself!

Mashu confirmed, and began to ponder how to break through it. This might be a barrier set up by the great god Odin, recreated by the hand of the goddess.

"Haha, Mashu, you overestimate this place. This is hardly a divine barrier; it's just a facade, a fake that recreates past scenes."

Manju had pretty much confirmed the situation here. This was not a fire that only fearless heroes could cross, but simply a scene of magical reappearance.

Even within these flames, there are still lives; those are the ones who should truly protect this place.

Muspel, the fire giant, was the most powerful giant to have appeared in Skadi's Halls. He lives here in multiple forms, but is bound here by shackles on his feet.

"Although there is indeed a barrier, this level of barrier can be completely torn apart by pure brute force, and it cannot withstand me."

As Manshu said this, he did not rush to take action, but instead considered it.

"Although I've been thinking about trying this for a long time, I should start with something I'm familiar with for the first time."

Now that we've seen the fiery barrier imprisoning the Valkyrie, it's only right to be somewhat fitting. Even if we can't grasp Gram, we should at least grab onto something similar.

Manjusuke was saying that he planned to make some adjustments to his Spirit Origin. Although he had been preparing for this and had thoroughly studied all the details of the Spirit Origins recorded by Chaldea, he was still doing so.

However, those things were ultimately not related to him, which seemed at least somewhat difficult.

Therefore, his attempt was to start with what had been inserted into his spirit core, which seemed to increase the chances of success.

"It went more smoothly than I expected. Is it because my spirit was originally just a random collection of things haphazardly stuffed together?"

It didn't take long for Manju to adjust his spiritual foundation, and the Holy Sword of Twilight appeared in his hand.

"Balmung, it's been so long since I've held this sword."

Manju gladly grasped the sword; the last time this sword was in his hand, it had appeared in the form of a demonic sword.

He brandished the sword and charged directly into the flames. Before long, the twilight-colored sword energy surged within the flames, then swept away the flames and the giants.

The gates of the mansion and the barrier sealing this place were also broken.

The moment the gate was opened, the goddess who had been sealed within the mansion regained her freedom and stepped out.

"Good morning, everyone. I am the daughter of Odin, the elder sister of Valkyries, and was once a demigod and an ancient goddess."

She is a figure described in the Old Edda and Saga of Pan-Human History, a vengeful spirit who once accompanied the hero Sigurd, but ultimately took his life and ended her own. "I am a Heroic Spirit, Brunhilde."

Brunhilde stepped out of the mansion and introduced herself to the crowd.

"I am willing to dedicate myself to you who have embarked on this journey for the sake of pan-human history. Since I am here in this Lostbelt, it means that there are opponents here that I must fight."

"The Third Pillar Goddess—though I think that title is a bit—no, quite an exaggeration. Fujimaru Ritsuka, let my Heroic Spirit Brunhilde lend you a hand."

Brunhilde is undoubtedly a gentle woman in her normal state. Although her huge spear can accentuate her heroic spirit as a Valkyrie, the first impression of her is still only gentleness, a gentleness that is intoxicating.

Upon seeing this goddess, Napoleon clearly couldn't control himself. After all, she wasn't a woman like Kaya, whom he could immediately ignite his passion for.

"Amethyst eyes, so beautiful... I heard you are the elder sister of the Valkyrie, so that's why. Is this mesmerizing design the work of the ancient gods?"

"Thank you, ancient rulers of the Norse, thank you for the beauty you left behind. And before this radiant beauty, I can only gaze in rapt attention, utterly captivated! I long to be close to you! Heroic Spirit Brunhilde!"

Napoleon's appearance startled Brunhilde. She looked at the man traveling with them with a troubled expression and stammered:

“I’ll be very troubled… um… I’m sorry… uh… you are… His Majesty the Emperor of France, right?… What I meant by dedication… is not that… I’ll be very troubled.”

Chapter Thirty-Eight: Rest

The troublesome Napoleon soon suffered the consequences, and the troubled Brunhilde was not about to do nothing.

She was indeed a gentle woman, but her identity as a Valkyrie was not a lie, as evidenced by her silver spear, which was taller than a person.

The primordial runes were silently stirred, and the illusionary runes bewitched Napoleon, causing him to become aroused by the snow block standing on the ground.

Napoleon mistook the snow block for Brunhilde, perhaps imagining Brunhilde accepting his advances, gently embracing the snow block, and finally lying down in the snow.

"Let him calm down for a while. His Majesty the Emperor is definitely right. He must be running a high fever right now."

"Ah, I know, you mean the fever of being in love!"

Mashu once again took on the role of the straight man, but Brunhilde was quite serious about love, and she gently shook her head, denying the statement.

"No, true love is more than just a fever; it can turn into flames. And it really bothers me. If the warrior I love were to come near me... I might just kill him."

As Brunhilde spoke these words, her eyes suddenly lit up, and a fearsome flame seemed to burn within them:

"So that's how it is, Sigurd, he really is here. Ah, now I understand, I understand. What is my mission?"

I didn't understand why I was trapped in the Lostbelt in a state of uncertainty. When I defeated the attacking Titans, I was sealed away by a woman who called herself a Hidden One and her sisters.

He slept soundly within the mansion, which mimicked the barrier of his father, the great god Odin. Yes, I understand. Let me first apologize to you for one thing. (Fujimaru Ritsuka's transfer group: Jiulin·Siba). Si2∽●Chirp≠lin∮≮Hmm. If I behaved in an embarrassing way during my battle with Sigurd, please forgive me.

Brunhilde understood why she was here; it must be because the person she loved was also here, and it must be because she wanted to express her love and hate here that she was summoned.

"I'm sure... sure... that after seeing him I won't be able to control myself, maybe I'll get so excited I won't even be able to speak like this, and the gun will get bigger and bigger. I'll try my best to control myself, but in the end I might still burn like a berserker."

"Understood. If it really turns out that way, I'll be careful!"

"Well then, I'll leave it to you, Miss Brunhilde!"

Things went very smoothly; Brunhilde had already taken on the important task without them even having to mention it.

"Alright. Sigurd in this Lostbelt might not be a Servant from Pan-Human History, might not be the person I know, but rather someone who hasn't encountered me and doesn't know me. But even so, I'm certain that..."

"That's hard to say. As for the Valkyrie of Amethyst, I think she's like Sidone and Halfdan; it's hard to say what her composition is."

Napoleon had somehow gotten up from the snow, broken free of the illusion, and joined the conversation with a serious expression.

"Since around 1000 BC, this temperate zone has maintained this form, and this is the world of the one and only god Scáthach Skadi."