Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

The other person covered their face with both hands, let out a cute cry, and curled up into a ball.

Seeing this, Sigourney quickly took off her coat and covered her with it, obscuring her beautiful silhouette.

"Th-thank you...!! My name is Persworth... Thank you so much for saving me!" The little girl, who looked young but already knew a sense of shame, tightened her clothes and looked up at the two people in front of her with a slightly flushed face.

Persward?

Upon hearing this name, Ye finally understood where her previous premonition came from.

It seems I've indeed encountered someone relevant to my search for a target.

Isn't this the name of the princess in mythology who was beaten to a pulp by the blacksmith prince Woland?

Wait, Perthward is that small?

How old was Woland, the protagonist of another myth from the same period as Sigurd, at this time?

If Woland's ultimate target was the princess of this age before him...

Hiss~! !

That's pretty twisted. But considering that Wallander later became almost completely immersed in the thrill of pursuing violence, it wasn't just about revenge anymore; he also enjoyed the pleasure of torturing others. At Perthward's age, this might actually be more likely to trigger his animalistic nature.

Thinking about it this way, it seems to make sense why Woland would be so insane; he was already mentally ill to begin with.

Chapter 160 I am the incarnation of a goddess; is it a judgment based on feeling or selfish desire?

But the thought that this lovely, petite figure had actually targeted her, and that she had struggled, cried, and begged, yet still not been let go, filled the innocent and kind-hearted girl with even more guilt after hearing Woland's story... She had no intention of seeking revenge afterward, believing that it was all their fault for forcibly persecuting others.

She paid the price for her beastly father's crimes with her kindness, innocence, and purity.

In contrast, in the end, after humiliating the king, Woland did not kill him but simply flew away.

The king was unharmed, but his two sons died tragically, and his daughter endured such an inhumane ordeal. The ending of this story is simply outrageous.

The real culprit is still alive and well, not a hair on his head, but that's irrelevant to Woland. One by one, the people around the king are being brutally murdered.

Although he knew that Woland wanted to persecute the king's relatives so that the king would live in eternal suffering.

But in the Norse era, with its kings who were all sea monsters, compared to the princesses and princes who were terribly persecuted by Voland, he probably didn't think that king would feel guilty and go crazy for the rest of his life because of it.

There are usually more than a dozen crown princes like this. For example, the current family of Night has eleven children born to Valkyrie alone, not including the offspring of other queens.

In addition, the origins of mythology and civilization in Europe are almost inseparable, and Uncle B next door can easily kill a hundred princesses in one night in a single country.

Besides the popular princes and princesses, there are many more crown princes who have no names or titles and have never appeared in epics.

In such circumstances, one shouldn't expect European kings to have any deep affection for their offspring. There might be genuine feelings, but they are truly rare.

Night: "This isn't a very good name—[Perthward], you must be of very high status. The air about you doesn't seem like something an ordinary girl would have."

Not...a good name?

Why would his name be met with 'dislike'? In reality, it was pity. Unable to understand Ye's gaze at this moment, Perthward felt somewhat aggrieved.

Isn't her name nice? Why would her benefactor say that?

Even so, Perthward could not suppress her gratitude. She quickly acknowledged her status as a princess and expressed her wish for Night and Sigourney to return to her country with her, as she wanted her father to reward the two of them.

It was clear that Perthward had some ulterior motives when he invited them: a little fear of encountering danger on the way back alone, a little desire to get closer, but more than anything, it was out of gratitude and a desire to reciprocate.

The feelings emanating from this little girl are surprisingly easy to understand.

Ye didn't hesitate for long before readily agreeing, "Okay...we'll take you back."

However, Siguni, who was standing to the side, was stunned: "Brother? Aren't we going to the Kingdom of Lapland?"

Night: "No, we don't need to go to Lapland anymore. The person I'm looking for is no longer there; he's moved... But don't worry, he's at our next destination."

Even if the parties involved in the Perthward myth are here and cannot wield too much power according to the bet—that is clearly not something humans should possess—they can still use a little bit of clairvoyance.

So, Night saw directly through Persward—the person he was looking for had been imprisoned by Persward's father, Sonos.

This story has already unfolded; it seems Woland has begun his revenge plan.

Perthward: "Great! Please follow me... Thankfully, I remembered the scent of home when I turned into a wolf!"

Although she fled in a panic and in a sorry state, and unknowingly ended up at the border between the two countries, could it be said that the wolf skin was both her downfall and her gain? The girl who had become a wolf had gained a very keen sense of smell, so she was no longer at a loss as to how to get back.

After that, the two of them traveled together as a trio. Along the way, Perthward explained to Ye and the others why he had put on a wolf skin.

It started with a dream, a very special dream...

In her dream, she seemed to receive guidance from a goddess, becoming the goddess's incarnation on earth. She was tasked with finding and helping someone achieve heroic feats and win a special wager with the gods.

However, as a princess, and with the goddess who awakened her seemingly not granting her any special power, making her rather weak and unhelpful, Perthward had to find her own way to achieve her goals.

But the usual methods of searching were obviously useless; she had to judge for herself and determine by feeling whether the other person was the one she was looking for.

This meant she had to frequently leave the palace to see the outside world, and this unusual behavior, coupled with the inexplicable reasons, ultimately led Perthward to choose a terrible idea.

She found a magical wolf pelt in the palace's treasury that could transform her into a white wolf. By transforming into a white wolf, she gained the ability to easily leap over high walls and began frequently traveling between the palace and the outside world.

But an unexpected event occurred. After donning the wolf skin once again, he suddenly found that he couldn't take it off. Because he was constantly maintaining the wolf form, and because of his beautiful fur and figure, he was quickly targeted and was chased by various hunters all the way to this place.

The more Ye listened, the more something seemed off.

He suddenly asked, "So, have you found the person you're looking for, Perthward?"

Persward glanced at Ye subconsciously, then lowered his head, saying somewhat uncertainly and guiltily, "I think I found it, but... I'm not sure...?"

From the moment she first saw the night, she had a strong intuition.

As the incarnation of a goddess, that goddess had seen the face of the true hero with her own eyes; that goddess was named 'Jelda'.

However, it seems that because his power was too weak, his avatars could not have much of an impact after descending into this world. As a result, Perthward's awakening was incomplete. Not only had his power not yet begun to show, but his memories were not even vague fragments. He once thought that he was dreaming.

Now it's even harder to tell whether she genuinely believes the man before her is the one she's looking for, or whether it's just her own selfish desire to see this handsome older brother who saved her as the hero she's meant to serve.

In mythology, when goddesses transform into heroes to assist them, most of these transformations end up as the heroes' wives, serving them and helping them grow.

In reality—incarnations, they are more like human hosts chosen later in life for fusion, or the connection between Ultraman and human host, only closer.

They have their own personalities and naturally have selfish desires. They hope that the people they approve of can become the ones they need to assist.

Perthward gritted his teeth: "I think the person I'm looking for is you... Although I'm not entirely sure yet, if I can find my sister, she'll definitely be able to tell at a glance whether you are that hero or not!"

Night: "Sisters?"

Chapter 161 Siguni: Do I have a fever? A string called the collapse of rationality!

Perthward: "The incarnation of the goddess Skadi...—after hearing about the wager, and knowing that all the gods had begun to descend in their incarnations, he worried that 'he' would be outnumbered. With the help of the three Fates, he also descended incarnation as a goddess standing on the side of humanity."

That's right, as long as we find that person! With their immense power, the incarnation that descends upon us will certainly not be like me, with ambiguous memories and unsure whether it was a dream or something real.

Even though her understanding was unclear, she could instinctively be certain that the goddess named Skadi was definitely a million times more reliable than 'herself'.

It is said that they will surely descend into this world with clear memories and power!

Meanwhile, on the other side, Ye, who suddenly heard a name that was all too familiar: ...!!

Holy crap, it's confirmed. This is absolutely certain.

Although he never intended to hide the bet from the beginning, he never expected the Skadi sisters to come in and help, and there might be more than just the two of them joining in.

Given Ash's concern about this matter, and Loki's penchant for stirring things up, this possibility is certainly within Night's foreseeable range.

Although he was absolutely confident, after all, he was there with a script to accomplish the great deeds of a hero... at the very least, he could create an epic on the level of the Nibelungenlied.

This level of skill is more than enough to win the bet against Odin.

But Skadi and the others were unaware of these things. In particular, Skadi believed that Night was gambling alone, but all the gods had sent their avatars to participate.

This is completely unfair...

How can they watch their benefactor, who saved them, work alone for their sake?

Ultimately, this bet also involves them.

Jelday didn't say anything, but Skadi knew that she had also claimed to be the Sun King's fiancée at the time, a claim that was completely unbelievable and far-fetched.

Even if there were some unexpected connections after the initial acknowledgment, that cannot be a reason for Skadi to ignore Night's help.

And so—the two sisters descended upon this world as 'goddesses' as well.

Of course—as symbols of the natural laws of the Norse world, the frost giants are essentially not much different from the gods in terms of their life level, and their bloodlines are often mixed together... It's perfectly fine to call them goddesses.

As for Skadi's sister, Ye had pretty much guessed the identity of the goddess that Perthward symbolized, which was most likely Jelday.

Suddenly, Ye also became interested in who the other goddess Skadi would transform into.

Since they were on his own side, Ye naturally couldn't watch Perthward continue to suffer. It seemed he needed to change his attitude towards the legendary blacksmith prince, Woland.

After traveling for some time, a few days later, the three arrived at the kingdom's capital.

King Sonos had received advance notice and ordered his men to wait for them. They were discovered as soon as the group arrived in the capital and led into the palace.

This scene reminded Ye of his time in Greece, when he was at his weakest and most vulnerable. He had to use his position to gain an audience with the king—the son of Hercules—and establish his status through connections.

Now, no matter when, he is always a guest of honor.

This was true in the realm of gods, and it is true now... What's most remarkable is the complete change in his mindset; he can now adapt to these treatments with ease.

That night, Sigourney and the others were first taken to wash and bathe. The hosts here were very thoughtful. Indeed, neither Ye, Sigourney, nor even Perthward wanted to go to the banquet looking so travel-worn.

When Night and Sigourney changed into their new clothes, their energy and appearance immediately became even more perfect.

King Sonos quickly summoned several people, and when Night and Siguni met at the door, Siguni naturally took Night's arm.

"Brother...am I...pretty now?" Siguni asked expectantly.

At this moment, Sigourney was wearing a black tulle gown adorned with many small gemstones that sparkled like stars, making her appear like a beautiful black swan, noble, mysterious, and elegant.

The combination of her inherent innocence and potential for darkness adds a lot of girlishness and charm to Sigourney when she wears this outfit.

This dress was personally selected and delivered by Perthward, who said that Sigourney would look absolutely stunning in it. Sigourney fell in love with it at first sight, but most importantly, she hoped that the person who saw this beauty would 'appreciate' it; nothing could be more important than that.

And that person—Night—answered: "Of course."

Just two simple words, spoken with such a matter-of-fact tone. Although there were no fancy words to embellish them, Siguni found them incredibly pleasing, and her mood immediately brightened visibly.

Sigourney felt much lighter as she walked in: "That's great!"

She spent a long time doing her makeup and choosing her clothes...

Although Sigourney herself didn't know why she was taking it so seriously, she didn't really care about the banquet to meet the so-called king. She was more interested in whether she had perfectly presented her most beautiful side to Night and whether her brother would like her in this way.

I wanted the night to see it, so I put my heart into it; the reason was that simple and straightforward.