The probing technique lists the results of the investigation on the fingertips.
(...Expand the range of magic by contaminating the spiritual marrow in the earth's veins? Those guys really dare to do it.)
Standing calmly within the scope of the fog of death, Zella analyzed the composition of the magic in front of her and made a rather derogatory sigh.
To explain it as a whole, the spiritual marrow of the earth's veins is like the human heart, and the magic power is equivalent to the blood. The polluted 'blood' can indeed flow through the 'heart' and through the 'body (earth)', but this approach brings
The consequence is that the earth's veins will dry up and the land will 'die'.
It is not that it can be restored in ten or a hundred years, but that this area will lose its vitality and become a deserted land.
As expected, it is worthy of being called an 'orthodox' magic association, and it will do whatever it takes to achieve its goals.
She remembered that on the magic side, such permanently consuming spells should be explicitly prohibited.
However, this area of Northern Europe is originally their territory. Even if some small societies knew about it, they would probably be angry but dare not speak out.
He glanced sideways behind him with emotion, and what happened to this Valkyrie lady was probably the best portrayal of it.
It's really quite wanton and reckless.
Zella's eyes became cold and dangerous.
I thought the beating four years ago would make them calm down a bit, but unexpectedly it only got worse.
At that time, if she wasn't worried that going too far would lead to the intervention of other forces, she wouldn't mind being more thorough.
Now that they have encountered each other again, let's settle it by the way.
Spreading her hands, Zella's palms sounded the strings of the wind.
Although the mist that the magicians regard as their trump card seems to have a suppressive effect, there is one thing that should not be forgotten.
She is neither a "valkyrie" nor an "ordinary saint" now.
So this time, it’s really just ‘by the way’.
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The sneer that broke the silence came from above the dark gray coniferous forest.
Even after it was confirmed that Brunhild had been successfully neutralized, the commander of the capture operation still maintained strategic vigilance.
He does not intend to show up easily until he is sure that the threat has been eliminated.
[The game of cat and mouse has come to an end, Brunhild.]
Enjoying the dark pleasure brought by the mental blow, the young man's laughter echoed in the void.
"This voice...Sedluia! Is it you, bastard!"
Although he knew this was a low-grade provocation, Brunhilde could not hide his anger and could not help but glared at the sky.
The reason why she has been endlessly hunted is all caused by this man behind her back.
[You actually still have the energy to shout, you are indeed a ‘Hull’ who should not be underestimated, but I don’t know how much power you still have in your body? 】
The man's tone was very happy and emotional, but anyone could hear the pride behind it.
This damn bastard!
Cursing again, Brunhilde no longer fearlessly wasted his energy, but instead held his breath and concentrated, accumulating the last bit of strength.
She wanted these guys to know that even a lion without its fangs and claws could make a self-righteous hunter pay a heavy price.
But the other party obviously didn't intend to let go of any opportunity that could break her spirit.
【Have you given up? It’s really a wise choice.】
His laughter didn't stop.
[But if you had given up earlier, your companions would not have...]
(Well……!)
Brunhilde's breathing was obviously messed up, and her strength was losing rapidly.
She failed to protect her companions and their home.
This is what she cares about most.
It's also what she regrets most.
Brunhild didn't hear clearly what Seidluya said at the end, or maybe he didn't say anything at all.
Because there was only one thought left in her mind.
Endless hatred, and the accompanying obsession with revenge.
If left alone like this, Brunhild's personality will definitely be distorted, and even if he escapes by chance, he will become a killing machine who will do anything for revenge.
Seidluya didn't realize it, nor did he care about it.
All he knew was that his psychological tactics were undoubtedly successful.
However, he missed one point.
That is, according to the intelligence, it was not the villagers of the small town who saved Brunhilde, but an unregistered "saint".
He is also a "saint" whom he "thinks about day and night".
Seidluya would not have thought that he would once again arouse a certain 'passerby''s disgust even more than before.
The outcome has been decided.
Just when he was about to send his men to verify the results of this experiment and recover Brunhild at the same time.
He heard the sound of 'wind'.
——His.
It was only a light breeze at first, but it started whirring in the blink of an eye, and the wind continued to increase.
The sense of crisis that shot straight up his spine made Seidluya break into a cold sweat, and he felt like he was being targeted by a mythical beast.
who is it?
Brunhilde's final blow?
Seidluya steadied his shaking body and felt an ominous premonition running up his back.
At this time, a strong wind blew into the crowd.
He hadn't found the answer yet, but a voice reached everyone's ears without any hindrance.
[After four years of not seeing each other, I thought you could make some progress. Should I say that I overestimated? 】
Although 'she' said this, the words contained no emotion like disappointment.
"...?!"
Such a familiar tone.
This extraordinary ability.
Seidluya didn't notice that his teeth were trembling.
He just kept telling himself that this was impossible and that something was wrong.
But the fact was before his eyes, and he had to admit it.
Seidluya's eyes were full of incomprehensible and unbelievable emotions.
Why is she here?!
Perhaps in response to the saying, 'The one who knows himself best is his enemy', after studying 'her' for four whole years, even though it was just a voice transmission, Seidluya had already confirmed his identity the moment he heard 'her' speak.
That female magician is obviously a Valkyrie, but she doesn't use Nordic magic, but uses astrology and esoteric magic.
A disaster from heaven, or a God-given opportunity?
Seidluya calmed his heartbeat and forced himself to calm down.
‘She’ is the ‘Valkyrie’!
Just like that damn ‘Hell’, it’s a ‘Valkyrie’!
Seidluya rubbed the ring on his hand and muttered and repeated it like a hypnosis, as if he had regained his courage.
"Yeah, it's been four years!"
They spent countless manpower and material resources, wasn't it just for this moment?
As long as you catch this mysterious Valkyrie and torture out the secrets between her and Brunhilde, everything will be worth it!
At this moment, Seidluya's desire finally defeated his fear.
He stretched out his right hand and shouted the spirit on the ring.
"——THHVITF! (The hero hates the Valkyrie in the fire!)"