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The fearless gaze that made Brunhild's heart tremble was looking at her slightly exposed white skin like jade, so bright that she felt shy.

Actually-

Entered the "Palace of Flame".

Thousands of thoughts flashed in Brunhilde's heart: "In the middle of the burning hall, facing my sleepless...

The magic silver (mithril) armor that is one with this body, the meaning contained in it, ah!Did he catch it in the blink of an eye? ! '

Brunhilde, who suddenly sensed that the magic sword was swaying towards him quickly, let out a voice of surprise in his heart.

Clang!

Even a little bit of confusion in his demeanor couldn't get a foothold, it was a flash of coldness and agitation like frozen ground.

When everyone read this carefully, their eyes widened.

Regardless of whether the prophecy was good or bad, there is only tension left in people's hearts now.

Just under "all eyes", in the illustrations in the book, the last curse of the great god turned into the rune's thorns, which have long been reduced to the shackles that bind the body, and are integrated with the magic silver armor. Now, before that light blow Already broken.

With a crisp sound, it was chopped into pieces in one fell swoop.

'It is clearly a great feat that is absolutely impossible to achieve with human skills and arm strength, cutting open the magic silver. 'The description in the book made people stunned, and it was hard to imagine in their minds what a stunning cut it was.

Even with illustrations, static illustrations still cannot satisfy everyone's inner desire for fantasy.

However, in this moment of lack of momentum and tension, people still showed yearning eyes.

Immediately, Brunhilde woke up.

Air, heat, freshness, and turbidity, all the tactile sensations brought by ice and fire are felt on the skin.

No longer a Valkyrie, but completely turned into a fully fleshed human being, the naked Brunhilde opened his eyelids, focusing on the object of the material eyes for the first time.

It was Sigurd—

She imprinted him intently in her eyes.

This day, which was supposed to only appear in fantasies and never come true, turned out to be really imminent.

Brunhilde spoke with a trembling voice.

"The one who awakened me from my long sleep... wearing Bunir's Invincible Helmet (Helm of Invisibility), holding the Dragon's Gram Is this cursed place the heir of Siegmund, Lord Sigurd?"

It is indescribably complicated, I don't know whether it is joy or fear, disbelief, or both, complex emotions are surging in Brunhilde's heart.

At this moment, the wind stopped, and the flames outside the temple seemed to have dissipated and quieted down.

Seeing this, Claire and the others held their breath nervously.

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If you ask, if you say so.

Even timid, afraid to listen... What kind of answer will the man in front of me give me next.

Whether it is strength or brains, his skills and abilities are second to none, he is sung as a unparalleled hero, and everyone calls him "one in a thousand, the proud and unassuming king of fighters", a man who makes others praise him without hesitation. .

Never that name, not—Sigurd.

It wasn't that Brunhilde had a problem with Sigurd, but what made her flustered and afraid was that the prophecy would come true.

Facing such a beautiful Valkyrie with heart-pounding timid eyes, Sigurd readily admitted his identity.

And Brunhild felt as if he had been struck by a thunderbolt in his heart.

"Why?" asked Brunhilde.

"You know very well. Your Excellency Sigurd, if you meet me, there will be only a disillusioned future..."

"I agree. I have heard the prophecy from King Kripil." Sigurd responded with a chuckle.

He had already heard about King Kripil's prophecy from the bird, but he still enjoyed it.

Followed all the way to here.

"Sigurd actually...knows everything?!" Claire, Tina and the others turned pale with shock. They never expected that Sigurd would choose to come here even though he knew the unknown prophecy.

"He...?!" Everyone said in surprise.

Sigurd's deep attachment made everyone take a deep breath and widen their eyes.

Some people's eyes are cloudy and painful, and the eyes of a few little girls are even reddish.

There are more shocking things today than in a year!

Hermetos, the god of alchemy, has a powerful and clear memory that allows him to recall any story or fragment he has seen at any time.

At this moment, he was stunned, and in his absent-minded eyes, his mind was reminiscing... He thought of the scene when King Arthur drew his sword.

'It's hell ahead! '

’ There were a lot of people laughing, and I thought, that must be right. 'Just like the answer the Knight King gave Merlin at that time.

It took a long time for Hermetos' inner turmoil to calm down. He let out a deep breath, and his expression was still a little moved.

Is this "hero"?