Sylvia finished recalling the relevant information.
Then, noticing the direction of the topic, she stared suspiciously at Orrels who got up from the ground.
Putting aside the image that can easily lead to farce, this man with extensive knowledge of the "original books" of grimoires can also easily defeat the five major Nordic societies.
But the female saint who has been partnering with Orrels both publicly and privately knew very well that he was not involved in that turmoil, let alone the mysterious Valkyrie.
Could this matter have something to do with his plan to leave here?
Feeling that something was entangled, Sylvia suddenly frowned.
If we consider not 'identity' but 'relevance'...
A certain possibility emerges in my thinking.
She seemed to understand something.
A year and a half ago, these two seemingly unrelated ‘people’.
Maybe there was a chance encounter.
"...So you are leaving this time to find that Valkyrie?"
Scratching her head, Sylvia didn't know how to evaluate Orrels's whim decision.
Although the opponent's previous activities seem to have been in the Nordic area, the problem is that searching for a strong man with a mysterious identity in a land of more than 1.3 million square kilometers is like looking for a needle in a haystack.
Even if they wanted to start with the trait of "Valkyrie", those magic societies would have already found someone if it worked.
There has been no news for so long, so he might have left long ago.
Sighing, Sylvia called "idiot" and expressed her opinion.
In response, the blond young man just smiled.
——She has come back.
With his hands behind his back, the quasi-demon whispered an unfounded answer.
No one who knows him well will doubt the authenticity of this statement.
Because he is Orrels.
The man who was supposed to be the "Devil".
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Rovaniere is a city located in the Arctic Circle.
Unlike the small town of Astland near the sea, this is a large city focusing on education and commerce.
And it also has an interesting nickname, it is called the ‘Hometown of Santa Claus’.
In this festive atmosphere about to hold a lively celebration, a figure dressed incompatible with the residents here walked through the streets of the city.
The cloak covered his face, and he was obviously there, but it seemed like he wasn't there.
The most intuitive manifestation is that the people passing by are completely unaware of who is passing by them.
Geographically, this place is still within the borders of the Nordic countries, but it is still inconvenient to travel between the two countries in a short period of time.
So as a last resort, she adopted some 'unconventional' methods.
Among them is another kind of law that is not a super power, "magic".
…
(... Yui, time is limited. We may have to start taking action immediately after entering. Can you please prepare first?)
Standing behind a tree and observing a building that looked like a base, Flanda exhaled a breath of hot air and made the final confirmation of spiritual communication.
The birth of "Academy City" did not rely on one person or one organization to succeed. Its interests are very complex, and the organizations it has sponsored are all over the world.
What is in front of her now is a collaborative organization established in Northern Europe for the purpose of sharing research results.
(Well! The data transfer can be started at any time, but the specific settings still need to be done by the mother.)
A small elf shadow appeared on Frenda's shoulder, looking at something seriously.
In other words, is everything ‘ready’?
With a smile on his face, the figure hidden behind finally slowly walked forward within sight.
"Stop!"
An abnormality not far away was discovered, and the guard quickly sounded a stern warning.
No matter how you look at it, a guy hiding his appearance and wandering around an important base alone cannot be a normal visitor.
Can't stop.
The roar of the wind drowned out her crisp reply, blowing down the hood covering her long blond hair.
The originally blue eyes gradually turned into pink-purple, and the tips of the hair also began to change into other colors from the bottom up.
With her whole body filled with long-lost strength, 'Flanda' took a deep breath.
Then.
released in another form.
“——Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh there there there likes!!!!”
The invisible 'song' that resembled an 'accent' easily penetrated the defense line and enveloped the entire cooperative agency's base.
Everyone's expressions went from resistance to numbness, and their eyes were covered with a strange color.
She had already investigated and found that the defense force here was only at the most basic level. There were no Level 5 superpowers, and there were no machines that monitored every move at all times.
Aleister can control the changes in "Academy City", but it is impossible to completely control all the institutions belonging to "Academy City".
Especially this kind of place which in the 'plan' is actually only used as a 'signal transfer station'.
And this is what Frenda saw.
Under the solemn gaze of the guard, she walked through the open door as if returning home.
This time, no one asked her to stop.
Flanda has not yet tested how powerful the "Army-breaking Songstress" is in this world after the restrictions are unlocked.
But at least in terms of control, it is definitely not inferior to the fifth "psychological mastery".
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The snow-covered port is filled with the flavor of winter.
Dozens of huge wooden piles support the sailboat that seems to have been artificially stranded here.
This is the headquarters of the magic association, the "Excalibur Word Reader".
"...You said you let her run away?!"
In a study room full of aristocratic atmosphere, a young man in a suit glared at his subordinates with anger on his face.
Just now, he was having a meeting and communicating with the leaders of other magic associations to discuss this matter, but this kind of report came out immediately, and he couldn't lose face.
"I'm so sorry! Lord Sedelua!"
Knowing that they had made a mistake, the association members in black robes quickly lowered their heads.
After finally finding the woman's hiding place, what I thought was a foolproof arrest operation actually allowed the other party to break through the encirclement.
These "valkyrie" are really monsters!
The man in black robe couldn't help but vomit his bitterness in his heart.
Yes.
This time, the target of their alliance with other Nordic mythological associations is a magician named 'Brunhilde Ektebel' who possesses the special physique of the 'Valkyrie'.
Not only that, this woman also has the physique of a "saint" in the "Cross religion".
What they claimed to the outside world was that too strong a force would be imitated by others and destroy the original magic system, so they decided to strike first.
However, anyone with eyesight knows what is going on.
After shooing away his sweaty men, the young leader rested his hands on the desk and remained silent.
This is not the first time they have targeted that woman.
As early as four years ago, they, the Nordic Mythology Association, had united to destroy this unstable factor.
But no success.
A trace of fear flashed in the young man's eyes.
The reason is also because of one person.
A "Valkyrie" whose history cannot be traced at all.
Outside the window, I don’t know when it began to snow again.
Silvery debris covered the place where the sailboat was.
'...damn it.'
The young man smacked his lips, this color reminded him of bad memories.
He subconsciously walked to the window, wanting to change his mood.
Under the curtain of the night sky, bright stars shine.