Chapter 256

"... As expected, I'll just bury you."

Nuoyan took a deep breath and took out the Heroic Spirit Class Card while speaking.

Seeing that Nuoyan was really going to transform into a Heroic Spirit, Meili was so scared that she begged for mercy without any moral integrity.

The two of them quarreled for a while,

"They, please trouble you."

Nuoyan, who was about to leave, said this to Meili.

But Meili shook her head without even thinking about it.

"No, I've already said that I'm your loyal observer, so I should follow you all the time. As for them, there's another me watching them anyway.

And the treasures you left behind are simply too much for those two children to spend."

Meili smiled and said to Nuoyan: "Do you understand the value of your paintings? You have already said that you will draw a picture for their future.

And your future painting is the highest recognition of them.

So in their next journey, whether it is the heroes in your little grudge notebook or the gods in the painting, they will help them without hesitation."

"Even for you, even if they are not qualified, your friends and gods will definitely let them have that qualification."

After all, that was your painting, Nuoyan.

Nuoyan stopped talking.

Because he knew what Meili said was true.

Just like Joan of Arc who wholeheartedly protected Ritsuka and Mashu in the first singularity.

In the second singularity, Chiron, the Centaur Sage, came to teach them both.

Therefore, Nuoyan took out the third blank Heroic Spirit Class Card again.

Although Meili could not see the Heroic Spirit Class Card,

she knew that the time to set off had come.

So, she let the flowers blooming here dance again, sending beauty and blessings to Nuoyan's journey again.

"Thank you."

Until the last moment, Nuoyan finally said thank you frankly.

After all, Meili was the first person who watched him leave and wished him well... Although, she was more motivated by wanting to watch the show and eat melons.

Then, Nuoyan disappeared in front of Meili.

Watching Nuoyan's body disappear, Meili was not surprised at all. She looked up at the sky and whispered, "Stingy goddess... Phew, and Nuoyan, no wonder he likes Cloto so much. It turns out that the two are actually the same, both are little tsunderes.

Oh, no, goddesses are no longer tsunderes these days and play straight~~"

As she said that, Meili also left here with a smile, and the flowers blooming here disappeared like magic.

Almost at the same time, in the hall of Chaldea.

In the horrified eyes of Roman, Da Vinci, and a group of Chaldea employees, as if they saw a ghost in broad daylight.

"What are you looking at?"

With her hands crossed in front of her chest,

Director Olga Marie, wearing red pantyhose, frowned at the people in front of her.

"Is it worth your surprise that I appear here?!"

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PS: Okay, let me talk about the following plans. One of the reasons for writing this book is that I regret not writing about Norse mythology in the previous book, so I will definitely write about Norse mythology once, but I won't write too much this time.

After writing about Norse mythology, it will be the self-created Greek mythology of singularity.

Chapter 213 The Goddess of Fate in Northern Europe (4k)

Nordic, Age of Gods.

It is rumored that in Norse mythology, the entire world is constructed by a world tree called 'Yggdrasil'.

On its trunk, nine worlds are derived.

At the highest point is the kingdom of Asgard, where the god king Odin is the main one.

The world tree has three thickest roots, one of which goes deep into the holy land of Asgard, under the spring of Urd.

Next to the spring, there is an ancient temple, in which three goddesses live.

Their identities are special, so only the God King Odin has the right to face them directly, because they... are the three goddesses of fate in Norse mythology!

They weave the web of fate, and water the world tree with the Urd Spring every day to keep it alive.

Shikoti, she is one of the three goddesses of fate.

She is also the smallest and most mysterious one among the three goddesses.

Because the power she controls corresponds to... the future!

Shikoti, wearing a black dress engraved with mysterious runes, is sitting on the thick tree trunk next to the Urd Spring.

Her long hair like the night is tied with a long braid and falls behind her. One eye is a sky blue eye, and the other eye is hidden in the falling black hair.

And every time she pushes away the falling hair and reveals the empty eyes, what she sees is the distant future.

Today, as usual, she sat at the roots of the World Tree and beside the Urd Fountain, parting her black hair and looking towards the distant future.

In Norse mythology, no matter what the process is, the ending is destined.

That is the arrival of the end of everything, the twilight of the gods when the world will be destroyed.

This is the ending that the God King Odin can never rewrite no matter what he tries.

It is still the scene that this goddess will see when she opens her eyes and looks into the future.

But today, the scene presented to her eyes is slightly different.

Although the ending is still destruction, in the eternal future, this time Shikodi saw a blazing fire.

That flame burned the entire world, turning the World Tree into ashes...

So, after a few days, Shikodi left the sacred realm of the gods, stepped on the Rainbow Bridge, and came to the human world - the atrium.

She peered into the future over and over again, hoping to find the traces left by the changes in fate from the fate that filled the sky.

But the fate of the world is like the leaves in bloom on the tree.

Even though the fate you are looking for is changing all the time, without an anchor, the difficulty is still equivalent to finding a needle in a haystack.

The only thing she was sure of was that the figure that set the entire World Tree on fire was not a god, but a human being.

In the fierce fire, the young man smiled, his emerald eyes as bright as stars.

In this way, Shikodi spent more than three years searching in the human world in the blink of an eye.

Three years passed, and Shikodi became weaker and weaker.

She had been away from the Fountain of Ulder and the roots of the World Tree for too long, and had not fulfilled her duties, so she suffered the backlash from the World Tree.

Shikodi knew it was time to go back, but he didn't want to give up just like that.

She persisted for another year.

And during this year, something big happened.

The leader of the Valkyries, Brünnhilde offended the god-king Odin, and was severely punished. She lost her divinity and was about to be suppressed and fell into an eternal sleep.

Originally, all this had nothing to do with Shikodi, but in the past four years or so, the news of her, the goddess of fate, walking around in the world had already spread in Asgard.

Therefore, Brünnhilde came over.

Since the gods did not dare to offend the majesty of the God-King, Brünnhilde could only come to see this special goddess of fate and entrust her with the things in her arms.

It was a baby she picked up from nowhere.

The reason for picking it up is very simple.

"Because this kid looks really cute..."

Shikodi originally didn't want to care about such a thing, but when she saw the baby in Brynhild's arms, she looked into the eyes of the baby who was blinking quietly.

Shikodi saw the same clear green eyes that he saw in Destiny...

So, under Brunhilde's surprised eyes, Shikodi took him.

On the spot, she opened her deep empty eyes and peeked into his future.

And when the future, which is as diverse as the stars and is always changing, all appears in Shikodi's eyes.

Shikodi was finally convinced that she...had really found it!

Even when Shikodi looked up, she instantly discovered that Brynhildr's fate had also changed because of contact with this child.

The destined fate was cast in a hazy color at this moment.

"This kid seems to like you very much." Brynhildr, who didn't know all this, blinked and said to Shikodi in a gentle voice.

Shikodi lowered his head following her gaze and found that the baby in his arms was looking at him unblinkingly.

Because he smelled the familiar smell of fate.

And then Shikodi's words confirmed his guess.

"Because this is not the first time that he has been watched by fate."

Shikodi said these words, and with Brünnhilde's slightly reluctant eyes, she hugged him and left.

Not long after Shikodi left, a blond Valkyrie wearing a feather-decorated helmet and Valkyrie armor came from the sky riding a white horse.

She landed next to Brünnhilde, looked at Brünnhilde with a very sad expression, and said: "Sister Brünnhilde, it's time for you to leave..."

Brünnhilde withdrew her gaze and looked at the beautiful but sad sister beside her.

He reached out and touched her head.

Then he left here with her.

Before leaving, the blond Valkyrie seemed to notice Brynhild's somewhat reluctant gaze, and glanced far away in the direction Shikodi left.

However, what Brynhildr did not expect was that Shikodi, who took the baby away, did not take him to the Kingdom of Asgard to raise him.

Following the future she saw and carrying her promise, she came to Svartalfheim, which is the dwarf kingdom where dwarves live.

In Norse mythology, dwarves are powerful craftsmen with all kinds of mysterious powers and profound knowledge. They create many treasures.

Many of the artifacts of the Nordic gods were forged by them.

Among them, including Thor's thunder hammer!

Shikodi took the baby in his arms and spent more than half a month bringing him to the outside of a cave called Mime Dwarf.

Knocked on the door and saw the dwarf.

"Goddess?!"

When she saw the beautiful and mysterious goddess in a black dress in front of her, the short Mimei was briefly surprised and immediately became confused and confused.

"I heard that you adopted Sigurd, the descendant of King Volsung and the child of the great hero Siegmund."

The goddess of destiny, who had already looked at the future, said quietly.

Without waiting for Mimei to recover and reply, Shikodi handed the baby in her arms to him, and in the brief silence, told the first lie in her life.

"And he...is Sigurd's younger brother."

......

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In a flash, ten years later.