The Recorder in the History of the Type Month

Helheim, the place of eternal night.

Embellished with eternal fire, it stands in the temple of Hela, the goddess of death, in the land of ice and snow and fog.

"I never thought...you would make such a wish."

Accompanied by a very flat, soft whisper, Hela, who was wearing a pure black dress and her long white hair hanging behind her, walked out of the shadow at a corner of the hall.

Under the light of the eternal fire, her beautiful face was revealed.

And what Hela was referring to was naturally referring to the event that Kevin made a wish in front of the gods.

Hela's expression was very calm. When she said this, she didn't experience any emotional fluctuations, so she couldn't tell what kind of mood she was in when she said this.

Along with her walking, when she came to the corridor outside the hall, she saw the cold snow wind blowing her long hair and dress, blowing the eternal fire that illuminates the road.

Let Haila subconsciously tilt her head when she stretched out her hand to press down a strand of white silk on her face, looking at the distant night and listening to the whistling snow wind.

"...Original, I have forgotten the feeling of walking under the light." After a long time, Hela whispered again calmly and softly.

Hela, who was rejected by the gods and trapped here, had long forgotten the feeling of being illuminated by the light and looking up at the blue sky for hundreds of years, but because of Baldr's arrival, she saw all that again.

And soon, lost again.

Even so, Hela is not dissatisfied with the living environment in front of her now...Maybe it is more or less a little bit, how to say it was also illuminated by the light not long ago, and she has seen the light shine on the underworld. scene.

But she will not regret it, at most she will have some regrets about this matter.

After all... just for a short while.

The brightly shining and bustling God's Domain was like a wave in her long life, which was still fresh in Hela's memory. When she savored it carefully, she could even clearly recall that Baldr was exposed because she knew Kevin at that time. That funny look.

I can still recall the feeling of the bold Kevin pinching his face...

Thinking about it, Hela tilted her head, glanced around, then stretched out her right hand, and pinched her cheek... Wait, what am I doing?

Hela was stunned for a moment, and when she was a little speechless, she put down her hand, and without knowing what to think, she put her pale finger on her lips, stroked it lightly, and came to a conclusion.

I laughed?

"I lost the bet, lost the guest, and was pinched by him, and I... can still laugh?" The corners of the mouth were raised, and Hela was lit by the eternal fire, and the snow wind was howling in the dark, In the silent realm of the gods, he laughed at himself.

And what she mentioned is not as simple as it seems.

You must know that at the time when Kevin was about to fail, it was the space she tore open, using the drop of blood on Kevin's body as a medium to return the light to the gods of Asgard whom she hated most.

The hope that should have been snatched away by her to fulfill revenge, was sent back by her own hand.

And no one knew that after finishing all that, Hela was in a coma for more than a month after returning to the underworld because she forcibly broke through the confinement of the gods.

When Kevin was showered with light, walked on the last section of the road without danger, and received the attention of most of the creatures from the world tree, Hela was not far from the crystal bridge that communicated with the underworld, the most distant underworld from Asgard. He was in a coma for more than a month.

Even the damage caused by that time, even until now, has not fully recovered.

After all, not too much time has passed.

Do you regret it? ...Actually, after she woke up, there was a bit.

As she murmured to herself, what was she doing.

However, not long ago, the Queen of Heaven, Frigga, came here, lifted the seal arranged by the gods, and told Kevin's wish. Hela was surprised, but suddenly understood in her heart.

Probably, after giving her a choice, she will still help Kevin and return the light to the gods of Asgard whom she hates the most.

only......

"Probably, I'll never see you again."

Hela, who took another step to leave, left behind that beautiful but lonely back.

"It's just a pity that even at the end, I didn't call out that brother...you didn't either, let me call you that."

Although, this is just a joke, but after mentioning it many times, it seems to have become an agreement.

A slightly regretful voice lingered for a long time in the silent temple, but it was unknown whether Hella regretted that she could not see Kevin again, or that she could not complete this agreement.

Or, both.

......

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Asgard, inside the Palace of Light.

When he learned from Brunhilde that Kevin had woken up, Bader was naturally very happy, but soon this happiness was like being washed from head to toe by a basin of cold water, and his heart was chilled.

"Master Bader, you have to make the decision for me!"

Inside the hall, the light was shining, and the goddess Badr, who was favored by the light, sat there with a look of not knowing what to say.

Standing with slightly raised hands was Nier who was crying.

I saw Ni'er crying while spreading her wings, showing Baldr the place where the feathers were plucked, and at the same time she cried out in tears: "Lord Baldr, look! My beautiful feathers are about to be plucked by Kay!" Wen has been pulled out!"

"Nonsense!" Kevin, who was standing with Brunhilde on the side, lowered his head and looked like 'I'm not wrong', immediately retorted: "I just pulled out a few!"

"How many do you call!" Nier trembled angrily, looked at Kevin with her small eyes, and screamed, "Pull it out as soon as you pull it out, and let it out as soon as you get angry. What do you mean by grabbing a place and pulling it out!"

As she spoke, Nier exposed the bald part of her body in front of Kevin.