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Chapter 509: It's not that I have no morals, I'm just very clear-headed

When Blaze arrived at the Palace of Eleudnir, he smelled something ominous in the air.

The male servant Gunrat and the female servant Gunraot stood side by side, holding weapons that looked like cleaning tools.

After seeing the hideous scars on Gunrat's face, Blaze walked over as if he didn't notice the hostile stance between the two, and patted Gunrat on the shoulder as they passed by.

"Leave it to me next."

Gunrat clenched the weapon in his hand repeatedly, and finally closed his eyes in pain.

"It seems I'm late." Blaze turned his eyes and saw the gray dead sun Balder who did not hide his presence at all.

"Hi~" Facing the enemy who killed him and sent him to the underworld of Helheim, Balder waved and greeted him with a cheerful smile.

"You want Amaterasu to replace Balder." Blaze started the topic directly and gave a direct answer that surprised everyone, "I won't give it to you."

It was not strange for Blaze to refuse or agree, but it was a bit surprising that he answered so quickly and decisively. Because this was different from the impression Blaze left on them. Normally, Blaze would hesitate and struggle for a long time before making a decision.

"Of course, if you want to rob me, I won't let you succeed."

"Then are you going to turn a blind eye to the tragedy of Helheim? The poor people can't even rest in peace after death, and they suffer from hunger and dryness." Balder staggered in front of Blaze.

It would be a lie to say that he didn't hate Blaze. Just having his limbs pierced by nails and being tied up in the underworld of Helheim like a beast had already made him scream in anger, not to mention the twisted feeling in his heart after seeing Blaze's current glorious appearance.

But his anger was fierce enough to calm down and even smile.

Physical revenge is meaningless, only inner torture can relieve his hatred.

"Why are you, the one who made Helheim worse, blaming me? If you had just risen and fallen honestly, wouldn't this land have come back to life long ago?"

Blaze's calm expression and calm answer made Balder stunned. Because according to Blaze's bloody appearance before, he should have clenched his fists and was entangled in whether to put down the sun on his back for the underworld of Helm.

He showed up here just to see the choice that would hurt Blaze no matter what he chose.

Now Balder didn't know how to go on.

"But I will definitely not ignore it. I will think of other ways."

"You hypocritical guy, all you have to do is kill me and let the guy on your back take my place." Balder couldn't wait to respond to Blaze's words, opened his arms and generously exposed his chest to Blaze.

"Let alone blessing me now, I don't even have much strength. It won't take much effort to kill me now."

Blaze took a step to the side, looked at Hela and pointed at Baldur.

"Did this guy ever really possess omniscience? It feels just like a fool."

“If Odin knew, he would regret it so much that he would toss and turn in sleep.” Hela glanced at Balder who was in a stiff state, and wiped her mouth with a handkerchief with difficulty.

"This guy decided that there was no way to defeat you, so he decided to use mental pollution instead. He also planned to use me as your enemy, but I have to admit that he almost made me tempted by his former omniscience."

"Almost?" There was a slight twist on Balder's amiable face, but he remained calm.

“Ahaha~ Which sentence is wrong?” Hela did not answer Balder’s question, but looked directly at Blaze.

"Do you like Helm?"

Balder felt a slight sting in his empty left eye. Here, "like" was the correct answer and the one that would win the most favor.

"It's so annoying." Blaze crossed his arms over his chest, and his answer was so shocking that the chickens next to him widened their eyes and whispered that you were going to die.

"Isn't this natural? I'm a living person. Isn't it normal for me to hate the world of death?"

Hela tapped the plate with her dinner knife, her face expressionless. She did not react to Blaze's answer, but continued to ask: "Can you understand me?"

"I was thrown into this world of death when I was born, and I can only feed on hunger. But the number of dead keeps increasing, and even I can't bear it anymore. I can ignore the extra hunger, but this is my home after all. I decided to pick up my name and become the mistress of this place."

"I cursed Odin and hated the glorious Hall of Valor, so my revenge was to turn Helheim into a true paradise. To make the living give up dying in battle and choose to end their lives peacefully in order to enter Helheim."

"It doesn't matter how fat I become, how ugly I become, or what means I use. I was born a monster anyway."

Balder laughed, and at this time he had to answer that he understood, indicating that he could put himself in the other person's shoes.

“I don’t understand.”

Blaze's answer made Chicken lose color. She had listened to elf gossip stories for so many years, but she had never seen such an explosive and suicidal answer.

"I understand you. I think this is the most frivolous thing to say in this world." Blaze looked at Hela and talked about his own life experience.

An orphan, but not growing up alone, walking on the streets ordinary but with inferiority complex, leading a life day after day.

Then his fate changed. He came into contact with more people, became famous, even glorious. He was very popular among strangers, and royal nobles could meet him at will. He even had the title of god.

He is a happy, extremely joyful person.

"How can I possibly understand you and put myself in your shoes? It would be foolish to just say I understand you."

Blaze said it very seriously, and it was also his true thoughts. The only thing he could think of in another person's shoes was that he, an ordinary person, accidentally exposed his inner inferiority and jealousy, and the other person said to him "I understand you".

It was painful just to think about it, and this answer was as if what he was thinking was no big deal.

A being like Hela, who has spent countless years in the underworld of Helheim, has long been accustomed to moving forward alone. How could lies like "I understand you" and "I can understand how you feel" be useful?

“Ha, ha ha—” Hela suddenly burst into laughter. It seemed that this was the first time laughter was heard since the palace was built. Many dead people pushed open the door and looked in curiously.

Balder's face suddenly changed. All the words he said to seduce Hela collapsed because of his casual words "I understand you".

“Haa——” After Hela had laughed enough, she looked at Balder, whose expression was gradually distorted, with a mocking look.

"You really are cursed by the omniscience until your death."

(End of this chapter)