Nordic: I Created a Forbidden Land for the Gods

"Does that matter?"

Colin opened his eyes and sat back on the throne.

The hall is vast and expansive; even a giant a hundred meters tall would feel spacious within it. A curtain of water hangs from the dome, with a picture of a rushing river etched above it, like the ultimate work of art. It can leave first-time visitors mesmerized, as if their souls have been cleansed.

The first thing Colin saw was the familiar ceiling.

He would smile knowingly every time the projection returned, but at this moment his attention was not on it, but on the mortal's question that seemed to still linger in his ears.

Is it important?

It's really not important. Even if I investigate thoroughly and confirm that the Asgardian gods do exist on that island, it will just mean having one more enemy.

Their previous discussions were precisely to avoid becoming enemies.

Even if the other party is not a god, since there are indeed beings among the giants who possess divine power, one's actions will only provoke their resentment.

If Winterfell is truly powerful, it will only result in the loss of an ally.

It's too much of a loss to gain anything.

"There is still a massive war to come, and even I may not be able to survive. It's pointless to create trouble for myself."

"Especially since even if it were true, he didn't choose to lie to me, but instead spoke in a provocative way."

"Neil... this mortal is much more thoughtful than I imagined."

Thinking of the four words that mortal uttered at the end, Colin couldn't help but smile slightly.

He had traversed battlefields for many years and seen countless ordinary people, but they were all ants. Even when he looked at them, they were all begging for forgiveness.

I've never seen anyone so bold.

Even from another perspective, if the progenitor Ymir were still alive, he was unsure if he would have that attitude in the face of an absolute power disparity.

"What an interesting mortal."

The giant king couldn't help but give it high praise.

What he didn't know was that this mortal, who had been given such high praise, actually wanted to deceive him at the time.

But... the person in question was right behind him at the time.

He wouldn't dare to call her a giant to her face!

"I'm so sorry for communicating with the giants without your knowledge."

"I just didn't expect it to turn out like this. The situation was sudden, and in order to prevent any more giants from being sent, I had no choice but to resort to this desperate measure."

Neil gave Slud a wry smile and rubbed his hands together as he explained.

Only after the light and shadow dissipated did the Valkyrie retreat into hiding.

Although the runes in the forest did not belong to her, she understood their "experience" perfectly from the copies she provided, so she could borrow them to a certain extent.

Her golden hair, seemingly woven from sunlight, cascaded casually over her shoulders. Her crystal-clear eyes, high-bridged nose, and soft facial features made her seem like an elf straight out of a fairy tale, capable of igniting passions in people's hearts.

But her expression was now as cold as ice, and her once pure white dress was now stained with blood, completely revealing the hidden patterns on it.

Holding a gun in her right hand and a tattered giant hat in her left, she transformed from a fairytale fairy into a battlefield goddess... so cold and beautiful it could scare people to death.

"Um... thank you so much."

"After all, I come from a humble background and don't understand many things at a higher level, otherwise I wouldn't be able to handle it."

Neil scratched his head, hesitated for a moment, and finally spoke.

Neil had previously demonstrated some value, but it was ultimately just his own words. Later, the King of Giants personally spoke up to test him.

He revealed a lot of high-level information that even some low-level gods, let alone heroic spirits, were unaware of.

By gradually "increasing the stakes," we can determine the actual combat strength of Neil, and even Winterfell.

How would Neil know any of this? Even if he was talking to himself at the beginning, it was all something he got from the half-blood captain, and it didn't match the code at all.

Fortunately, she has Slud behind her; the fact that she is Odin's adopted daughter alone gives the Valkyrie a high status among the Aesir.

Moreover, with his numerous military achievements, he naturally had access to a wider range of people, so he could answer all questions fluently and even refute some erroneous viewpoints.

This prompted Colin to take the matter seriously and confirm his intention to establish diplomatic relations.

"Don't tell me this, and don't mention it to any other Valkyries you see in the future!"

Slud had initially turned her face away, appearing indifferent.

After Neil said that, her delicate face twitched suddenly, and she couldn't help but scold him like that.

It's like someone she's close to is cheating on her behind her back, and she has to help facilitate it... She has this kind of weird feeling.

This made her stomp her feet repeatedly, breaking the ground around her.

Neil smiled wryly at the sight, but could only watch and did not dare to add fuel to the fire.

The entire island of Winterfell was buzzing and shaking.

Perhaps having vented her anger, Slud slowly stopped moving, remained silent for a long time, and finally let out a long sigh of helplessness.

"Never mind, it's not your fault. It happened so suddenly. I didn't expect that someone from the Evil Dragon side had already made contact with the Ice River Kingdom and granted them the means to communicate."

"No, the war orchestrated by Father God is about to begin. There's a high probability that this will happen, and my injuries have only just begun to heal. I can't stop it..."

"There's nothing we can do about it."

Slud shook her head, looked at Neil, and finally emphasized that negotiating with the Titans was like trying to get something from a tiger; they were all big bastards and not trustworthy... After saying these and similar things, the topic was temporarily and barely put aside.

She also knew about the Ice Age and Colin. In fact, when she was on a mission, her older sister told her to investigate and learn about them if she had the chance, but not to go too deep if she didn't have the time.

Otherwise, there could be danger, so it should be given relatively high priority.

Even though he had recovered a little, his condition was not fully improved, and he was unable to fight against the powerful giant nation.

So we have no choice but to accept the status quo.

Even if it were just for himself, he would rather die than accept having too much contact with the other side, let alone any possible cooperation.

But she can, Neil can't.

If any other Valkyries were present, seeing Slud's attitude, they would surely narrow their eyes and scrutinize her as if she were a rare and exotic object.

That seventh sister was a radical who once said that if she had the opportunity to use a terrifying power that could cause the earth to shake and mountains to tremble, she would not hesitate to drive out all the giants.

Why would someone choose to compromise on something like this? Has the world changed?

Neil kept nodding and saying yes to Slud's words, and only after he finished dealing with her did he change the subject and ask about the blood runes.

Without a doubt, the evil dragon's arrival at Winter Isle, and even the subsequent events, were all for the purpose of nurturing this rune.

Its power and function are extraordinary; even the evil dragon's ability to reach such heights is inseparable from the support of this rune.

There are two runes in total, one branded on the ship and the other on the captain's body, but at this moment, both are held in Slud's hands.