A thousand and two hundred years of waiting!
That once young warrior, Wiglaf, had never abandoned his duties in this long period of time that spanned across several centuries. He was stationed alone at this desolate border, far away from his hometown and all his relatives, just to abide by the promise of Beowulf!
After listening to Wiglaf's description, all the Valkyrie and others were deeply shocked by this persistence.
The lifespan of mortals was only a hundred years, and this group of people had actually waited here for a full one thousand and two hundred years.
According to the current standards of the United Nations, most people only had a lifespan of about eighty years. After a brief conversion, it was easy to tell that they had waited here for a full fifteen generations!
Moreover, the ancient times were limited in all aspects.
Especially since the Vikings had very short lifespans and were likely less than forty years old, this number would only increase more!
The youth and life of dozens of generations was just to abide by such a promise that spanned thousands of years and centuries!
At this moment.
Everyone's hearts were deeply touched, and their eyes couldn't help but reveal a trace of respect.
Yallweite bit her lips, and her beautiful eyes trembled slightly, as if indicating how restless her heart was at this moment.
There were thousands of words, but when the words reached her mouth, they only turned into an apology.
Except for this apology, there was no other sentence that could soothe sacrifice and dedication of dozens of generations.
"You don't have to apologize to us."
Wiglaf was expressionless, but his eyes were burning.
This undoubtedly showed that in the depths of this man's heart, he was not as calm as he appeared to be on the surface.
If there wasn't any resentment in his heart, it would probably be a fake scene.
But even so...
Wiglaf didn't say a single word of resentment. After taking a deep breath to calm down the restlessness in his heart, he said in a deep voice, "This is the story between King Beowulf and me. It is also the truth of Aurora that you are pursuing. Now, it is your turn to fulfill your promise!"
However, Yallweite was silent.
From all angles,
She should not hesitate at this moment.
That was the letter left behind by the valkyrie, and it should be inherited by them to complete this heavy promise that had lasted for several centuries and buried the youth and life of dozens of generations, killing the evil dragon that had brought disaster to the world!
But as time went by, they were no longer valkyrie.
Since Helheim was saved by Lod, they had drawn a clear line from the past and decided to dedicate all their lives to this Lord Spirit King.
Whether they agreed to Wiglaf's request to kill the evil dragon, the decision was not in their hands, but in the hands of Lord Spirit King.
Yallweite slightly turned her head and looked at Lod, who was sitting behind.
She was asking for the opinion of this Lord Spirit King. Because this was important, it was related to the standpoint and attitude problem, so she could not be careless.
"Yes, I agree."
Lod knew what Yallweite meant, and he thought in his heart that he was indeed sensible. He nodded and said, "Besides, there is still a problem that we have not figured out, so no matter what, we have to meet this evil dragon that destroyed the world."
Although he hadn't finished speaking, the others had already understood what he meant.
According to the legend of Beowulf, Grendel was controlled by some evil force and forcibly transformed into the appearance of the giant dragon.
It was obvious that this evil force was the target of the first batch of valkyrie's crusade!
However, for some special reason, the valkyrie and that evil force perished together. Only a trace of consciousness remained in the armor. Later, for some reason, that power suddenly revived and invaded and transformed the dead corpse of Grendel.
Then the question is...
Who exactly was the evil force that invaded Grendel that could make the King of All Gods, Odin, have no choice but to erase the records and existence of the original valkyrie, and even turn a blind eye to it for the next thousands of years.
When Wiglaf was telling the story, a flash of inspiration flashed through Lod's mind.
It was as if he was vaguely hinting at him that he had forgotten a crucial clue, but when he turned back to think carefully, he could not remember what he had forgotten.
This matter was definitely not as simple as it seemed on the surface.
There should be an even bigger secret hidden behind this legend. However, the content that he knew so far was too little. He could not connect these scattered clues together only because of what Wiglaf had said.
"When can we set off to the cave where the giant dragon was sealed?" Ivette sounded a little urgent. It was not just for the valkyrie, but also to complete the promise as soon as possible.
"We have to wait for two days."
After he finished speaking, he did not forget to explain, "Only on the day of the fire festival that happens once every ten years, the cave that sealed the giant dragon will appear. Now, even if we go there, we won't be able to find it."
The many Valkyries looked at each other, revealing looks of surprise and confusion.
Only the three goddess of fate, Skuld, said in a low voice, "Someone must have used the Rune language to set up a shield and hidden magic outside the cave, so they couldn't be found normally."
"Rune language?"
Ivette was shocked again. She stared at Skuld and said, "I remember that only Odin can use this kind of text, right?"
"Yes."
Skuld was a little shy from being looked at by her sisters. She nodded and whispered, "Rune is a gift from the Yggdrasil, and only Odin can use it. So the person who laid the seal can only be him."
"Heh, it's getting more and more interesting." Lod couldn't help but laugh out loud. The old man's dark history had increased once again!
"Aren't you guys... Valkyrie?"
After Wiglaf heard the conversation, his expression suddenly became a little strange. "Isn't it a little disrespectful to call the King of All Gods by his name?"
"Our identity as a valkyrie is a matter of the past."
Yallweite looked calm and her eyes were cold. "Since we were resurrected from Helheim, we have abandoned our previous identities. So why can't we call him by his name?"
Wiglaf was dumbfounded, his expression was a little complicated.
As an ancient viking, he was a little unable to accept this fact. The Valkyrie who had led the warrior to the Valhalla had actually betrayed the great King of Pantheon, even calling his name without any respect.
"You don't need to know the details. We will fulfill our promise."
Yallweite was too lazy to explain to him. She waved her hand expressionlessly and said in a deep voice, "Similarly, this is also a farewell to our past. From now on, there will be no more Valkyrie in this world."
So...
This was a farewell that belonged to them, to the Valkyrie!
After completing this promise that lasted for a thousand years, they would completely draw a clear line from the past!