Simulate the universe, starting with speedrunning Greek.

However, Persward was still able to barely retain her sanity until now, not only because the power Night left in her had helped her defeat Woland and escape, but also because some of that power still remained...

Perthward's divine side as an incarnation of a goddess began to resurface under the stimulation, which allowed her to escape for so long even after being attacked.

But now it's almost at its limit...

After all, not all power comes with the effect of purifying desires, not to mention that Perthward, as the goddess's true form, is just a weakling.

While the frost giants are essentially on par with the gods, Zelda is utterly weak and has never mastered her innate talents and instincts.

Back in his palace room, Perthward began to undress and take a bath, but even when he was completely immersed in the water, he could not suppress the tingling sensation that felt like ants were crawling all over his body.

She couldn't help but imagine the feeling of being suffocated by a strong body, the shame of being completely squeezed, the helpless pain of being able to shrink into his arms, and the blush spreading from her delicate earlobes all the way down to her neck.

Her petite body began to breathe rapidly, her small, budding breasts heaving violently, as if she were experiencing the suffocating feeling of someone struggling to breathe after a strenuous run, or the despair of someone trapped and drowning.

A feeling of dread began to spread through her heart, her eyes filled with tears, and Perthward, so innocent and ashamed that tears welled up in her eyes, couldn't help but tighten her arms and slowly reach down.

This 'berserk' state must be resolved immediately.

But without anyone's help, and now utterly weak and powerless, she has little chance of clearing the waterways by herself and can only try to undo the berserk state on her own.

The girl lowered her head, her heart pounding with anxiety as she trembled in agony as she awaited the moment of judgment.

No, no... I can't— Waaah!! In the end—

As her fingers stirred in the water, making a soft sound, the girl washed her body, trying to use the cold water to extinguish the discomfort and alleviate the pain.

But the heat didn't decrease at all...

Even after trying to resolve it, the surge became even more intense, and the consciousness was directly overwhelmed by the powerful anti-mental shock.

It's better to guide than to block, although that's the principle.

But clearly, this slight easing was even worse than the previous tense situation, and actually made things worse.

And it was just before consciousness was about to disappear.

She sensed a familiar presence.

That night—noticing something was wrong with her, he rushed back at the crucial moment. For this, he even used the Pegasus chariot inherited from Achilles, something he hadn't done in a long time.

"Is...is it you?" Perthward, his mind hazy and only able to manage to ask the question, had his back to the night.

Ye's gaze, which had begun to burn with passion, admired her flushed skin and beautiful back.

Admiring that excessively embarrassed expression made the girl's pure, lovely, and beautiful face even more alluring.

Looking at that slightly trembling body, slender waist, and those shapely, fair legs, wow!

I'm getting a little angry; this makes me miss Yitong.

After all, he had just been reawakened by Yi Tong, and once he started, it would be several times more difficult to endure than before.

Seeing Perthward in this state, Night, who already knew everything, reached out and supported his back as he was about to fall, touching a smooth surface: "If the person you're looking for is me."

"Ugh~!!" Hearing the familiar voice, Perthward's tense body finally relaxed, and then—

She completely let her mind run wild. Although she was incredibly ashamed, if she really couldn't hold back anymore and needed someone to help her... there was only one person she wanted to choose, and the only person she subconsciously thought of was Ye.

It wasn't just because of the life-saving grace; there was a feeling that her arrival was for the sake of the other person, and the affection brought about by that special connection was now rapidly heating up, to the point that reason could no longer distinguish between reality and fantasy.

Then--

Night suppressed the beast raging in his throat, finally trying to get the other's consent. Although the scene before him was too tempting to resist, he didn't want to take advantage of the situation too much: "Perthward—I'm going to start, is that alright?"

"Ugh... um—!" She could only manage a weak response, her delicate body trembling slightly, her exquisite face already burning hot.

Chapter 174 The Way of Service! Little Per grasped the future.

Night seized her soft hand and released her, then slowly took over her original fight.

Then, like a thunderbolt from the sky, war broke out!

……

Her silver-white hair was slightly disheveled, and her body, which was born for battle and could rival Yao Lan's, was covered with numerous scars left from when her consciousness went mad and she only knew how to attack and abandoned defense.

Most of these were caused by the wars she herself constantly instigated...

The pain of this berserk state can only be purified by the power of the tides and the power of the holy spear, which is as reliable and powerful as a mountain.

Although I didn't intend to do this at first, I didn't expect to end up doing it anyway.

Even if it was Wallander's fault, even if Perthward wasn't really that petite and fragile, but actually the incarnation of a goddess, the real experience it brought to the not-yet-fully-awakened opponent was no less painful and damaging.

Night: My sins are too great!

He looked at the trace of blood in the pool.

Fighting with his bare hands could only alleviate the pain, but not completely remove Perthward's berserk state, so Night eventually had to get serious.

Only the flowing power sufficient to create the world, the power that can nurture all things, can defeat madness.

The final surge of souls submerged the berserk flower buds, finally calming the warrior's soul.

At this moment, Perthward lay sweetly and adorably in Night's arms, like a sleeping baby, and in the stillness, Night could clearly hear her soft breathing.

Watching the water droplets clinging to the other girl as her flowing energy spread made the already light and delicate beauty seem even more edible—or rather, delicious, or rather… not quite…

Don't get the wrong idea at a time like this. The other person is already very tired and needs care.

Meanwhile, in Ye's perception, while he and Perthward were locked in a fierce battle, a massacre was also taking place on the other side—in another part of the royal palace.

But Ye didn't have time to care; he was busy fighting and had no time to worry about others.

That was the commotion caused by Woland wielding the demon sword!

The commotion has now subsided, all signs of life have vanished, leaving only one warrior in a completely berserk state, yet another one who has lost his mind.

Tsk~!

But Ye, who had no connection with Woland, wasn't kind enough to save the man again.

Although he had just saved Perthward, Perthward was indeed quite delicious, ugh—cute!

How could the embodiment of a goddess be anything less than beautiful? But just because he saved Perthward doesn't mean he also wanted to save a stranger.

Woland even wanted to steal his holy sword.

Is his divine weapon really that useful? As an ordinary person, it's absurd for him to try and master the power of the legendary sword Gram in the tree. Let alone Gram, which has already become a demonic sword, even a normal holy sword would not be able to gain Gram's approval—Woland could forget about using it.

Well, since things are almost over, it doesn't really matter whether we go now or later, so there's no rush.

At this moment, Ye felt the petite figure in his arms and his consciousness gradually returned.

"Um...is it...over?" A weak and feeble voice slowly sounded.

"Welcome back, Perthward Ward—the end? Or perhaps you'd like to start over."

"Ah?! No, I can't, I can't take it anymore."

Suppressing his shame and helplessness, Persward sat up abruptly from Ye's embrace, only to feel Ye's strong arms seem to have no intention of letting him go.

Immediately, Perthward's heart raced. He suppressed his panic and asked in an embarrassed tone, "W-what's wrong?"

"Princess, I wasn't able to fully enjoy the battle process before because I was trying to remove your berserk state."

?

Perthward: "!!!"

Dengdeng, she's different now. Before, she was confused, but now she's clear-headed. If you made her fight again, she'd be embarrassed.

But while he thought this in his heart, his body honestly did not have the slightest thought of resistance. After all, although the fighting was painful at first, the feeling of gradually getting into the swing of things after mastering the power was really addictive.

Become stronger—become stronger! Become even stronger! Until the very top! Teeth!

Under Ye's guidance, they quickly mastered the Dragon Grip technique, and then the two sides engaged in their second battle between the dragon knights.

Ah, ahh, ahhh...!

Its small voice kept emitting angry shouts and roars—the roar of an evil dragon? It wanted to suppress the chosen king, but soon realized just how inexperienced it was and how weak its fighting power was.

They actually dared to attempt to overthrow their superiors and defy the Heavenly Order—?!

Will it win?

"We'll win!!" Perthward thought with such confidence, as if he held the future in his hands—what a load of rubbish!

She quickly realized—winning? Impossible!

Then--?

And then... that was it. Another sudden death! After receiving the defeat cutscene, Perthward fell silent... but his perseverance is commendable.

Even though her body was exhausted from the battle, she fought relentlessly with her hands until the very end, using both hands and feet—and if her hands and feet were broken, she would bite the enemy with her mouth.

……

Perthward is indeed a pure and innocent boy.

Despite nearly fainting from shame several times, she silently completed the task at Night's request, helping Night, who had been suppressing his fighting desires for a long time, to release most of it.

It seems that the upbringing she received from childhood made it impossible for her to refuse Ye, whose identity she had already accepted.

For a Norse princess, once she has accepted her partner, she must fulfill her obligations in all aspects, not only as an opponent on the battlefield, but also as a wife.

……

"Alright, now it's time to deal with the Holy Sword—no, the Demon Sword Gram." That night, after putting on his equipment, he stepped out of the palace one last time and looked in another direction from the royal palace.

Boom~!!

A startling noise came from afar, followed by the collapse of several buildings visible to the naked eye.

"Wow, that's quite a commotion." Without using his powers, Night, like other heroes, possesses immense physical strength, which manifests primarily in pure destructive power. This destructive power is concentrated in one point, preventing the magic from spreading indiscriminately and intentionally causing damage... so it doesn't significantly harm the environment.

perhaps?

Well, even if they don't intentionally damage buildings, if two humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex were to fight, based on Night's fighting style in Greece, it wouldn't be difficult for them to destroy the capital in the process, or even sink the kingdom with a beam cannon at the end.

However, it was clear that the bombardments from afar were not the kind of powerful aftershocks or spills that could destroy a palace. Rather, it was simply that the users did not know how to control their power and were randomly scattering their magic. Although the destructive power seemed astonishing, the attack was actually not lethal at all.

Chapter 175 Victory is meaningless if it is not absolute; the halo of victory is a kind of precept.

For Ye's current physical body, taking such an attack head-on would not be a problem at all.

If the improvement the Demon Sword can bring is only this much, Ye will be disappointed.