Hundreds of witches in this operation are immensely powerful. All of them had trained precisely to launch both ranged and close-quarters attacks. Their combined assault was flawless, with not a single miss. They then attacked Gunnar from all sides, giving the old man no space to move or retaliate. They managed to lock him up with a powerful sealing spell. Meanwhile, Hilda grabbed Arte's hand and tried to flee the scene, following Gunnar's earlier instructions. She did not want her son to be caught by those scoundrels. "We need to get out of here now! Trust your father with everything here! He's strong, he won't be defeated!" Hilda tugged at the somewhat stunned Arte, who was overwhelmed by the inexplicable battle unfolding before him. Arte snapped out of his daze, declaring with conviction, "We should fight alongside Father, Mother! I won't leave him alone! I've become strong, and I'll fight to help Father!" Hilda stopped in her tracks as her pull on Arte had no effect. She looked
Meanwhile, Hilda and Arte had reached a sprawling forest that stretched from the remote village to several major cities in the kingdom. The forest was dense, with sunlight barely penetrating its depths. Moreover, it was inhabited by numerous monsters of various races and high power levels. Yet, none of this deterred Hilda and Arte from their escape. They swiftly made their way through the forest, heading east toward the Blue Dragon City. "Hurry up, Arte! Don't let them catch us!" Hilda sternly warned, holding back tears that threatened to fall at any moment. She was thinking of her husband who was cornered earlier. But all this was just a facade, a ruse to evoke sympathy from Arte. Hilda and her husband had meticulously planned everything. They aimed to eventually mold Arte into a fearsome figure. She had managed to keep this secret perfectly. "Mother, shouldn't we–" "If I say run faster, you run! Your father's sacrifice must not be in vain! We can't teleport too far because of
Hilda and Arte, having skillfully evaded each of the enemy's assaults and taken refuge on a tree branch, saw no other choice but to counterattack. Especially when they witnessed the sorcerers relentlessly bombarding the dense forest, launching various attacks, causing fires to blaze sporadically. The enemies seemed indifferent to such destruction. Their sole focus now was capturing Valkyrie Hilda Inggrid. Witnessing this, Arte no longer had room for doubt. With a heavy heart, he finally said, "I will do it, but can you promise me that you will live for a little longer?” "I swear I will find both of you, father and mother, soon after I've acquired what I need from my forthcoming journey. I will search for both of you relentlessly!" "Can you promise me that, Mother? I won’t be gone long, I will surely–” But before he could finish, he was embraced in a warm final hug by Hilda. A contented smile appeared on Hilda's face, hearing Arte's response. She could see her son's calm demeanor
"I won't let you do anything strange!" Gunnar's shout made Ulla glance at her subordinate. She seemed to be signaling for him to do something horrific to Gunnar. "Understood, Leader!" the subordinate replied, grasping his superior’s intent. He swiftly moved his hands, and soon after, a burning flame capable of blistering human skin appeared within the Eternal Crystal Prison. "Argh!" Gunnar screamed in pain, his voice filled with agony. Especially to Arte, who was hiding in the distance, the torture was unbearable to witness. "Stop tormenting my husband, or do you want me to unleash my forbidden power? Don't force me into my most powerful state!" threatened Hilda, trying to free herself from Ulla Sven's grip with all her might. "Stunning Magic: Paralyze this woman's joints!" Ulla shouted, sealing Hilda's joints and rendering her unable to move freely. Even speaking became a struggle for her. Ulla’s magical skill was overwhelming. She held the upper hand, ensuring neither Gunnar nor
Imdal Magni, a middle-aged man with a muscular and tall stature, stands out among the people around him. His dark skin radiates valiance and an inner resolve that shines from within. His jet-black hair falls gracefully over his shoulders, adding an air of mysterious assertiveness. When the wind blows, his hair billows beautifully, further enhancing his strong masculinity. Imdal has an imposing presence and sharp eyes that signify determination. His rugged face evokes strength and can inspire respect from anyone around him at that moment. "State your command, Lady Hilda! Is this about annihilating everyone here?" Imdal Magni inquired enthusiastically. He specializes in body and physical enhancement magic. "Indeed, I, Freya Inggrid, have arrived and am ready to lay waste to this world! Please give your command, Lord Gunnar! I can no longer restrain my eagerness to wreak havoc!" exclaimed a beautiful woman in a long white dress. Her name is Freya Inggrid, a woman with an enchanting b
"We finally managed to escape from there. But, did you sense something odd about the behavior of our two masters, Imdal?" Freya asked as they continued flying eastward. Carrying Arte on his shoulder, Imdal immediately nodded in understanding. Doubt appeared in his eyes, questioning the mysterious actions of their masters. "It seems our summoning was only to protect this young man named Arte through this uncertain and long journey. Are we to become slaves to this young man? Is this—" Imdal's words were abruptly cut off. "Don’t speak of what was commanded to us telepathically. Fear that this young man might hear it. Even though he's unconscious, I can see something special in him. Let's execute the order,” Freya whispered. "Alright, I'll listen to you, Freya! Our mission is to protect this boy and train him to navigate this world,” said Imdal, his face both wise and sweaty. "It's also a good thing, as we're no longer confined to that dimension by the Two Masters. We must do everythi
After a long journey, Imdal, Freya, and Arte arrived at the entrance of Blue Dragon City. They rested before entering the massive city. "Young master still hasn't awakened. Was he struck too hard earlier?" Freya asked, examining Arte, who remained unconscious. "Should I smack him awake?" Imdal raised his right hand, ready to hit Arte's face to wake him up. Luckily, Freya intervened, grabbing Imdal's arm. "That won't help. You might kill him with your powerful blow!" She said this, noting Imdal's tall and robust physique. Perhaps one blow from him could easily shatter a diamond stone. It wasn't wise to let him strike Arte's face. "You better fetch some water for the young master. He'll be thirsty when he wakes up." Freya spoke gently, "I'll stay here with Young Master Arte." She became accustomed to addressing him as "Young Master." "You adjust to that title quite easily, Freya! No matter what, I'll try to do the same. After all, we agreed on this!" Imdal declared. "Alright, I'
“Argh! Whose memories are these?” Arte exclaimed suddenly after he managed to control his emotions. Unfortunately, the awakening of the power within him didn't subside easily. Instead, it triggered memories that had been sealed in his head. It was all about his biological parents, who were killed by the gods on the Heavenly Throne. [Do not worry, Master Arte! The system will certainly enable you to harness this power to avenge all that!] Ignoring that voice, Arte got lost in the prolonged memories, recalling the moments when his birth parents died. Tears uncontrollably began to flow due to the deep sorrow he felt from those scenes. “Why? Why did you kill my parents? Didn't they avoid committing any forbidden acts? Why do you gods seem so sinless? What you did is barbaric!” Floating high, Arte uttered some strange phrases. Unknowingly, he had spoken several sentences in the language of the gods. Memories of his adoptive parents were now replaced by those of his biological parent