Fairy’s Box

Valhalla Palace, outside the palace.

"It's really a terrible place. The climate is cold, the transportation is inconvenient, and the property is barren. It can be said to be useless." Yale stood by the window in the corridor and commented on Moore Village in a bystander's tone.

"Yes, as you said, Moore Village is useless, but it is my hometown."

Delru turned his back to him, without turning his head, his tone gradually became cold, revealing a stubborn texture: "Would you be happy if others commented on your hometown like this?"

"If my words make you uncomfortable, then I apologize."

The black-haired knight immediately apologized, but he kept looking at the other person's back, and said with a smile:

"However, being blunt is really easy to be annoying, but excessive wishful thinking is not the right idea. If you don't fundamentally solve the problem, no matter how much you save and donate, you can't change their lives. ."

"It's my business!"

The guardian star turned around suddenly, his rough face was full of beard and hair, and he stared at him angrily:

"It's not your dark star's turn to point fingers!"

"Pointing fingers? No, no, I don't have the right to point fingers at what you did, it's just a pity.

Yale didn't care about it. He didn't seem to notice the anger on the other side's face at all. He still had a calm and calm look:

"Your hard work over the years has indeed helped them improve their lives, but people will age, and so will the guardians. If one day you fall, what will they do to those who are used to relief?"

"Maybe you're right."

Delru's pupils reflected his silhouette with his back facing the sun, his facial lines stretched slightly, then suddenly tightened, and at the same time tightened his fists:

"But it's so busy that I just want to punch you hard right now."

"Oh?"

The black-haired knight raised his head and looked at him calmly, with a cold arc of light flashing in his eyes:

"Can you do it?"

"hiss--!"

The guardian star's complexion was ashen, his cheeks were tensed, he suddenly swallowed, his muscles pulled, and his clothes rose and fell like waves. The slate floor at the footing suddenly creaked, and a circle of steam-like dust exploded in an instant, and the cracks spread out like a spider web. At the same time, his body was also expanding rapidly, as if the corridor could no longer accommodate his body, and the airflow was squeezed into a strong wind.

call--!

Delru twisted his waist in an instant, exhaled with force, and his huge fist flew out, like an extraterrestrial meteor hitting the ground, volleying towards where Yale was.

boom--!

There was a muffled sound in the air, the two collided, and the entire corridor trembled violently like an earthquake.

The guardian star's full-strength punch under the anger was held by one hand, and the air twisted in a trance, squeezing it into a flat shape like a thick transparent glue. Then it shook violently, forming a white cyclone perpendicular to the ground, with a hissing sound like cold water pouring over hot steel.

The sleeves of Delru's entire arm swelled to the limit in the blink of an eye, twisted like a wild python, and then burst with a click, and the fragments flew like butterflies in the sky, circling and flying in the strong wind.

"..."

The guardian star's face swelled with blood and snorted, unable to control the shock force, the tall figure retreated seven or eight steps back in a row, and then he stood firm. Every time he took a step back, a cracked and concave hole appeared on the slate floor. At the last step, a whole slate was directly blown to pieces, shrouding his figure in dust.

"you……"

Del Lu only felt that the muscles and bones of the whole body were viciously vibrated back and forth, and he squatted down with sore hands and feet. He wanted to stand up, but found that his bones seemed to be shaken apart, and he couldn't raise any strength.

The feeling it gave him just now was like hitting a dam with one head, the indestructible, immovable heavy feeling was transmitted to the brain through the fist, forming a kind of cognition that distinguishes between the small and the huge— - I am a small ripple, while the other side is a huge dam as stable as a mountain.

"Can we talk now?"

Looking at the figure in the smoke, Yale closed his palms and lowered his arms at the same time. Then he seemed to sense something, turned his head abruptly, and looked at the north sky:

"Um!?"

boom--!

The next moment, the entire court, and even the entire capital city of Asgard, trembled fiercely. This invisible vibration came from the north and spread to Asgard along the pulse of the earth. In a dull and heavy noise, all the houses in the capital swayed, and some houses of poor quality were even on the spot. collapse.

Even the walls of Valhalla Palace, which were reinforced with magic, showed tiny cracks in this sudden shock. Del Rue's bones and tendons were numb from the shock of Yale's one-handed shock, but when he was hit by the shock, his body swayed twice and almost rolled over to the ground.

"What's going on, what did you do!?"

The guardian star's IQ was offline at this time, staring at the black-haired knight, and subconsciously asked.

"If you had a brain, you wouldn't ask such a thing."

Yale looked up at the northern sky, as if he could travel thousands of miles apart and see what was happening there:

"Some kind of behemoth attacked the city to the north. That place should be called Gavle. For now, Gavle has obviously been destroyed. The aftermath of the earthquake can even be transmitted here, and there will only be worse, most likely It has become a **** on earth."

"How did you know so clearly?"

Del Ru narrowed his eyes and looked at the man in front of him, the more he looked at him, the more suspicious he became.

Dangdangdangdang-!

Yale didn't speak and looked at him calmly. At this moment, the Valhalla Palace was covered by a rush of alarm bells. When Del Ru heard the bell, his complexion changed greatly, and he didn't care to ask, he gritted his teeth to support his body, and rushed to the inner hall at the fastest speed.

"..."

The black-haired knight looked at his distant back, turned around, glanced at the northern sky, and sighed helplessly:

"It's really not the right time."

...

The news of the attack on the coastal city quickly spread to Valhalla Palace. Queen Hiluda was almost shocked when she heard the news. Fortunately, the Lord of the Rings gave her advice. Under the urging of the Lord of the Rings, she hurriedly ordered someone to ring the battle bell, organized a military meeting in front of the imperial court, and gathered her subordinates in full swing, preparing to lead the army to Gevle to suppress the evil god.

Yale did not participate in this meeting. He is a dark star, and he should be lurking in the shadows. There is no need to show his face in such a public place.

And the reason why he didn't go was because he noticed some big trouble and came back to him.

"..."

The black-haired knight was walking in the promenade of Valhalla Palace, looking up at the sky, only to see a bright moon hanging in the sky above his head, and the silver brilliance illuminated a large sky.

Suddenly hearing a call in his ear, Yale turned his head and saw the figure on the tower not far away. In the moonlight pouring down like water, her dress was flying with the evening wind. The black-haired knight looked at her, and she was looking at him. The two sides stood there like that, staring at each other in an indifferent atmosphere, as if everything around them had become silent.

Beryl looked at him, turned around suddenly, and disappeared into the shadow of the spire...

The next moment, she appeared beside the black-haired knight, hugged his arm, and looked at him with a resentful look:

"What are you thinking? Condescending to stay in this small place, neither making terrorist attacks nor planning wars, have you forgotten our promise?"

"I have my plans and you have to be patient."

Yale didn't like to deal with this witch, and when he spoke, he seemed to cherish his words.

"But people can't wait!"

Beryl hugged his arm tightly, shaking her body like a coquettish little girl, her face flushed with excitement, and said impatiently:

"While they are going to deal with the puppy this time, we will join hands to start a war, and we will definitely destroy this country!"

"Do you think our enemies are these mortals?"

The black-haired knight raised his arm, shook slightly, mercilessly threw Beryl aside, and glanced at her:

"Before the World Tree appeared, we couldn't exert our power, but the gods of Asa were able to show their power on this land. You want to gain the power of the World Tree, have you asked the evil gods who climbed out of the grave?"

"makes sense."

The King of Lies nodded thoughtfully, and his eyes flashed with a vicious snake-like light: "Brother, do you mean to watch them fight within each other and wait until both sides are hurt before picking up the mess?"

"Both losers?"

Yale shook his head, flipped his palms, and the moonlight was condensed into a sphere by him, and then spread out flat to form Asgart's landform outline:

"Destroying this country is easy for me. The Asa gods are the real confidants. I don't know how many corpses there are. As long as they live, we can't get what we want. So I To help the Asgards and help them destroy the resurrected evil god, after this is a good time for you and me to get what you want."

"Understood!"

Beryl showed a convincing expression on the surface, sneered in her heart, but a naive smile appeared on her face, and said with great interest:

"Then I'll go and help them kill that puppy now!"

"That dog is not important, and now is not the time when you show up, the dog's owner is the key!"

The black-haired knight stared at the palm of his hand and spread his five fingers. Asgart's three-dimensional topographic map instantly condensed into a little white light, and then shattered into countless lines, and the outline of Loki's appearance was drawn in the whirl:

"This is the evil **** Loki, you go find this guy, don't rush to kill him. Or observe secretly, or cheat, or torture and interrogate, in short, find out the secret of their resurrection."

"Looks so weak."

The King of Lies commented on Loki's appearance, with the expression of an innocent girl scoring a man.

"The gods of Asa are generally weak. They don't even have the characteristics of immortality. They can't even surpass life, old age, sickness and death. Although Loki is the mastermind behind the Ragnarok, his own strength is not very good. He is not your opponent." That's it. As far as I am concerned, Yale and her have quite a common language.

"Then, I'll go catch him first, goodbye!"

Beryl pursed her lips and smiled, holding up the sides of her white skirt and stepping back, her figure gradually melted into the moonlight and disappeared.

...

After sending away Beryl, the liar who gave him a headache, Yale went to Sigurdor's residence and found the Valkyrie who was packing up and preparing to go out.

"Leo!"

Sigurdor seemed very happy to see him, he rushed up to hug him with his helmet,

"I'm so happy, did you come to see me off on purpose!?"

"Do you know what enemy you are facing?" Yale hugged her with one hand, brushing her fingers through her hair.

The Valkyrie restrained her smile, raised her face, looked at him intently, and nodded:

"I know, Loki's son, Fenrir the Calamity Wolf."

"You are not an opponent."

"Of course I'm not an opponent!"

Sigurdor smiled reassuringly, broke free from his embrace, and raised the helmet in his hand:

"But I am a soldier who serves Lord Odin. My duty is to protect this land. I have to deal with all the evils that endanger the kingdom. You don't have to worry about me. There will be many sisters fighting with me. We can win!"

"..."

The black-haired knight stared at the Valkyrie, and suddenly took her hand, covering the back of her hand with his palm.

Whoo-hoo-hoo-!

In the void, an electric current zigzagged through, forming a dark red spherical force field with their hands as the center. Indistinctly, some ancient and profound spell was formed, surrounding it into a undulating ring, and finally all disappeared on the back of Sigurdor's hand.

"what is this?"

The Valkyrie lowered her head and looked at the brand on the back of her hand, which looked like a demon mask burning in flames, showing a surprised expression.

"A little help from me." Yale replied calmly.

He didn't tell the other party that this was his mark, the so-called divine protection. The black-haired knight did not have too much affection for Sigurdor, the Valkyrie, but he did not want the other party to die in the hands of Fenrir and carve her his own brand, so that she could save her life at a critical time.

"Looks like a kid's doodle."

Sigurdor curled his lips, glanced at the brand, and then frowned and glared at him, showing an expression of disgust:

"Can you change me to a heart-shaped one, one that pierces the heart with one arrow, or two hearts with one arrow. This is too ugly. If people see it, it will damage my majesty as a superior!"

"..."

The black-haired knight has the feeling that his kindness is regarded as a donkey's liver and lungs. His level of protection is so high that even the God King Odin can't match it, but this woman doesn't know what to do.

And it's also ugly, obviously very handsome and cool, okay?

"This mark is my unique secret method. It cannot change its shape at will. After you come back, I will remove it for you. Don't worry, it won't leave a scar." He could only pinched his nose to comfort him.

"OK then……"

The Valkyrie showed a disappointed expression, then ran under the desk, pulled out the medicine box, and wrapped the brand with gauze before he was relieved.