Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

...Just as Ye was pondering a more specific approximate timeframe for her current situation, she wished she had a more concrete event as a point of reference.

Just as I was thinking this, I saw a radiantly beautiful young woman striding angrily from the outer wall of the castle through the snow.

Upon seeing Ye, the girl's eyes flashed with excitement. She immediately rushed over as if she had found a savior, lifting her skirt. Her delicate and frail body made one worry that she might fall to the ground halfway.

Sigourney then rushed straight into her brother's arms...

Once she recovered, she buried her face in Night's chest. The girl, who was shivering from the cold weather and the impact, breathed warm air onto Night's exposed chest muscles.

Upon closer inspection of his strong physique and charismatic aura, Sigourney felt dizzy and her face flushed; she was momentarily at a loss for what to do…

The "brother" is still the brother I know, but his charm seems to have increased a lot? Is it just my imagination?

Those well-defined pecs! Wow! I suddenly really want to pinch them! What's wrong with me?

"As siblings, this level of intimacy is perfectly normal, isn't it?" Startled by her own sudden thought, Siguni quickly shook her head!

Wow, that's too audacious. This is my own brother; I absolutely cannot have any designs on him.

but--

At this moment, Siguni couldn't help but compare the image of her brother Ye with the so-called fiancé her father had found for her. For a moment, she felt that her fiancé was so sleazy. He was not only completely incomparable to her other handsome brothers, but also dimensionally different from her brother Ye.

Thinking of this, her eyes reddened... Feeling indignant once again, Siguni couldn't help but complain to her brother, "My dear brother! Do you know? Father has just arranged for me to marry a prince from a neighboring country. Having grown accustomed to my brothers' handsome and strong appearances, how can I bear to marry a sleazy and ugly man?"

As she spoke, Siguni couldn't help but grab Ye's sleeve and whine to him, expressing her grievances.

Siguni's words immediately gave Ye a point of reference in his mind.

Night: "You said His Majesty has chosen a husband for you?"

So that's the period?

In mythology, King Volsung, a member of the family of gods (descendants of Odin), arranged for his daughter to marry a prince from another country.

Later, at a banquet to entertain the guests who had come from afar, Odin, disguised as an old wise man, suddenly appeared and brought the sword from the tree, which he then planted in the trunk of the ancient tree in the castle.

Although Night's appearance and temperament have not changed after completing the identity transformation, his presence has completely changed. In addition, due to the cover of fate, the bet between the two has been finalized—even Odin is now unaware of Night's identity in this era.

Thinking of this, Ye's heart stirred slightly. She suddenly realized that her new identity was quite useful, as if she could hide the truth from the light.

Is the sacred sword—the sword in the tree—only a descendant of a hero acknowledged by Odin can pull it out?!

Chapter 149 Dignity is built only on the edge of the sword

Inside the castle, preparations are underway for a grand welcome party.

Soon, servants were dispatched to inform the ten princes to attend the banquet to welcome their brother-in-law.

As soon as the servant left, Sigourney looked longingly at Ye, completely unwilling to see her so-called fiancé, but she didn't have the courage to defy her father.

King Volsung was a man of his word, and he acted very domineeringly. Even though she was the youngest daughter, the most beloved daughter of her father and brothers, she could not disobey him.

Looking at the younger sister in front of him, who complained but was timid and could only look at him with hopeful eyes.

Night, however, was pondering her other identity: the birth mother of the great hero, Siegfried!

That's right—my birth mother!

This is a true brother complex. A warrior from a divine family who sought revenge and gave birth to pure-blooded warriors, dared to fall in love with his own brother and father a child with Sigmund.

In mythology, she is said to have disguised herself as a beautiful witch to bewitch Sigmund.

Night: "I said... ordinary people are indeed not good enough for my beautiful sister."

Sigourney's eyes lit up. She hadn't expected that Ye would still dare to speak up and stand by her side after learning of her father's orders. As if encouraged, she wanted to say something—but what should she say?

I can't exactly let my brother take me away, can I?

The thought was absurd and unrealistic; this was her brother, not her lover…!

Letting her brother take her away would only harm him. Why give up being a proper prince to go wander the world with her?

Night: "I've heard—that man is the new Gothic King, who recently graduated from princely studies. Compared to the old king who maintained the status quo, this new king is a very aggressive fellow. Volsung probably fears invasion from neighboring countries and is using you as a bargaining chip to secure temporary peace."

This isn't just me talking nonsense...

In fact, according to the later part of the myth, even though Volsung offered up his daughter, Higil still managed to kill him soon after and seized the land.

The weak have no diplomacy—dignity is built only on the edge of a sword.

Although they claimed to be descendants of gods, the Julius family, like the once-prosperous and sparsely populated families of the gods in Rome, would have been buried in Roman history had it not been for the two Caesars who came after them.

Based on her memory, Ye knew that the royal family she was in (this so-called Norse divine family) was not very powerful.

Originally, his grandfather, being a demigod, along with Odin secretly providing him with many high-quality Enherias (a title for heroic warriors), helped him establish a vast kingdom.

But in the short time Odin didn't notice, this reckless man Sigir, who didn't know how to manage a country, died in the civil war, and the kingdom fell apart.

Although his descendants regained the throne, the territory was very small.

The neighboring Gothic Kingdom was originally a part of the former Great Kingdom of Nano, which split off from it. Now, this despicable rebel is turning around and threatening its former overlord.

After hearing what Ye said, Siguni immediately understood why her father, who clearly didn't like Higel very much, still insisted that she marry him.

"What? How could this be? What are we going to do? He's using me as a bargaining chip... But I'm his daughter."

At this moment, even calling Ye by his father's name didn't bother her, and she had no intention of scolding him. Siguni felt hopeless and her mind went blank with anxiety.

If it were just a simple arranged marriage, and if the brothers were on his side and spoke up for him, there might still be a chance to salvage the situation.

But if it was truly to seek peace and prevent invasion from neighboring countries that she was sent as a gift, she knew that her father, as the king, would not change his mind.

That must have meant he had reached a dead end, so desperate that he had no choice but to sell his daughter to survive.

Knowing something is one thing, but understanding it and feeling no resentment is quite another. Normally, how could someone not feel resentful after being betrayed by someone they trust and are close to?

"What should I do? Brother, what should I do?" At this moment, she was no longer angry, but panicked and anxious. The timid girl kept twisting the hem of her clothes with her slender fingers, looking at her brother in front of her with tears in her eyes.

With her noble status, she was always the object of pampering, and being the youngest in the family, she was so well protected that she never imagined she would encounter a situation where, despite her status, she had to compromise and had no way to disobey.

She wanted to refuse, but she couldn't bear the responsibility of national subjugation and the extinction of her people. If her refusal to marry led to the kingdom's destruction, the guilt she would feel would torment her to the point of madness.

However—the girl's clear eyes had already revealed all her inner thoughts.

For Ye, whose five senses surpass those of gods and who possesses eyes that can see into the soul, no thought of the other party can be hidden from him. It might be okay for a deep-thinking person, but Siguni's beautiful face, pale with panic, cannot hide her feelings at all. At this moment, she is crying like a little kitten.

Night reached out and wiped away the other's tears, then lifted her chin: "Lift your head, Siguni. Listen to me... You don't need to wrong yourself because of what others think. Any behavior that requires you to protect yourself by forcing others to sacrifice their interests, I call that moral blackmail. If a kingdom needs to sacrifice women to maintain stability, then that country is truly hopeless."

Maintaining the stability of a kingdom through marriage alliances is not uncommon in both Eastern and Western history. Whether this is the right choice is debatable, but Ye himself strongly dislikes such behavior.

Moral blackmail?

This idea is still quite novel to Sigourney and to the world.

Sigourney stopped crying for a moment.

Night: "Leave this to me... Sigourney, you will not marry that neighboring king, if you believe me. Alright—you don't need to be afraid or sad about something that will never happen."

When you look up and follow the sunlight to see Ye's clear jawline and collarbone, with his white hair, Ye's face is even more handsome than that of a god king, and his calm and composed temperament, even though he has restrained his power, still carries a mysterious attraction. In the sunlight, he appears so reliable and majestic.

The sudden visual shock, coupled with the brother complex hidden in Siguni's bones, made the girl turn her head away in a moment of panic, but for some reason she was no longer so afraid, as if she really believed that her brother Yoru could save her.

But what can the elder brother use to save himself?

Chapter 150 A Reassuring Support; Who is the man holding Sigourney's hand?

"I understand, brother..." Siguni stopped crying after that. After a slight hesitation, she chose to trust Night for the time being and headed towards the banquet together.

After this incident, Siguni, who had a good relationship with her brothers, became even closer to Yoru, regarding him as a special person.

Once the other brothers know the scheme behind their father's order, will they still stand up for themselves and speak up for them?

Although Siguni felt that her brothers should all love her just like Ye-gege did.

But the impressions in his memory had already made him vaguely realize that it was impossible.

Although they may feel indignant, they would never utter a word that would lead them to rebel against their father.

The dutiful princes would never disobey their father's orders...!

Thinking of this, Siguni, feeling uneasy, lost her initial liveliness. With a sense of foreboding, she couldn't help but reach out and take the hand of Ye, who was walking ahead.

Night sensed her movement beforehand but did not dodge.

Although he is just a younger brother who was adopted by someone else, he inherited the identity of a prince and embarks on an epic adventure in this world with this identity. He will not reject protecting his adopted sister.

Of course—only obedient and sensible younger sisters are worth protecting. Even if you know they will fall into a pit of fire in the future, you would not sit idly by and watch them go... except for those who like to court death themselves.

"Are you still afraid? If this makes you feel at ease, then hold my hand tightly." Ye didn't turn her head, but after saying that, she simply held the other's small hand in return. The strong feeling of being enveloped did indeed calm Siguni down a lot.

Such a scene, such a close and caring moment with an older brother, was something I had never experienced even as a child. After all, boys in the Nordic world are generally quite wild from a young age, and it's rare to find someone who knows how to take care of a girl.

When I was a little younger, my father did hold my hand. But as I grew up, I never experienced that feeling of complete security from relying on others again.

She was also feeling uneasy about the future, which is why she couldn't help but make the subconscious action, but she didn't expect Ye to react so warmly.

Sigourney suddenly felt a little shy, which made her feel as if she had turned into a child again.

Soon Ye led Siguni through the banquet hall.

When the handsome prince led the beautiful princess into the banquet, they didn't walk too fast because they had been mindful of Siguni's feelings, and they were almost the last to arrive.

The other princes had already arrived at the banquet. As the last to arrive, and being two such beautiful young men and women, they immediately attracted the attention of many people at the banquet.

Among them, the Gothic King Higir, who was raising a glass to drink with King Volsung, caught a glimpse of his fiancée's arrival out of the corner of his eye. Before he could even show his joy, he saw a man a thousand times more handsome than himself holding his fiancée's fair and delicate hand.

“…!” Higil’s expression turned somewhat ugly for a moment, but he did not immediately lash out.

"Who is he? Shouldn't Your Majesty give me an explanation?" Higil asked Volsung calmly beside him.

Not long ago, after Volsung introduced Siguni to him, Higel developed a possessive desire for the beautiful princess and was very satisfied with the marriage.

Although Siguni seemed indifferent to him, Higel didn't care... In any case, what he needed was possession, not the other person's approval, but now someone had taken the lead and touched that beautiful figure before him.

Meanwhile, fearing that Higil would misunderstand, King Volsung immediately explained, "That is Siguni's brother... one of my many children..."

So he's the prince of this tiny country?

Hearing this, Higel smiled again and no longer cared about the prince who arrived last.

Although his actions were somewhat inappropriate, his identity was fine; he wasn't the kind of wild man I was thinking of.

He did not pursue the other's intentions further, even though Higil had recently been rejected by other princes.

The other nine princes looked down on him when they heard that their father was going to marry his younger sister to Higil.

After all, Higil not only didn't look tall and strong, but also had a somewhat sleazy demeanor. If it weren't for his status as a king, no beautiful girl would likely be interested in such an ordinary guy.