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
Before getting caught, the three of them had already escaped from the city guards. They managed this because Freya activated a skill that concealed their presence. "At last, they're no longer pursuing us. We are free and can walk at ease," Freya explained while adjusting her slightly messy black hair. "Well, in that case, it's time you two explain who you are! Why do you address me as 'Young Master'? Are you the ones who rescued me when I was unconscious from the enemy?" asked Arte. He didn't want to beat around the bush anymore. Ever since all his dark memories flooded his mind, he decided not to be overly trusting of anyone else but himself. "We were assigned before both your parents were captured. We are to be your guardians as you journey throughout this world," Imdal replied, truthfully. He was straightforward and didn't hide anything. Except for a special telepathic message from their masters, which Freya prevented him from revealing. "That's how it is, Young Master Arte. S
[If the power level begins with Warrior, Elite, Master, Grandmaster, Legend, and Myth. Each of these tiers consists of 100 levels. Specifically for Myth, it consists of 500 levels. There are more levels above this, but for now, you don't need to know to keep your motivation up.] [Meanwhile, for the Magic Circle, there will only be 10 Circles. Its progression is exactly like the power level, to upgrade it, you must use Experience Points, and the requirement is quite high.] [The higher the circle, the more magic skills can be cast simultaneously. It's a sign that you can become a great magician with hundreds of skill combinations.] "I understand, thank you for the explanation, System! Of all the features, I'm still curious about the last one, so with this feature here, [STORAGE], I can store any non-living object, no matter how many?" [Exactly, Master! All these features in the system can significantly boost your power. Everything has been designed to make the Master one of the Stron