Almost instantly, the experience of fighting the evil god many times made the black-haired wizard's body instinctively move—while sliding and dodging, the "Rock Will" was activated at the same time, and a stone wall stood in front of him.

"Boom ——————!!!!"

The next moment, the stone wall shattered! A piercing loud bang pierced his eardrums, and the wave of air knocked the black-haired wizard straight out!

"Bell ——!"

The dragon's teeth were firmly planted at his feet, and the black-haired wizard who had taken off in the air could barely stand still, and a deep ravine stretched straight forward from under his feet, dozens of steps long.

Tinnitus, dizziness, and violent concussions, only the consciousness is still awake... It's been a long time since Loren had had this kind of experience, this kind of experience of confronting a near-complete evil god head-on!

"Brünnhilde, why?!"

Loren, whose expression was a little hideous, shouted as hard as he could, his dark pupils full of bewilderment: "Aren't you a friend of Roland Turin?

Looking at the black-haired wizard in front of him, who was barely standing with all his might, the Valkyrie's expression did not change much, and there was even a hint of sadness: "It is precisely because... You're a descendant of Roland. ”

W-What?!

Did I hear me wrong?!

"It's... It is destined to end in tragedy, a reincarnation in vain. Valkyrie's eyes closed and she shook her head slightly: "As a descendant of Roland, you... It makes this reincarnation a little more ironic. ”

Judging by her expression, the black-haired wizard really wanted to know more and more about what really happened back then.

"You... Loren Turin, do you think you're the first to try to break the moment of the end and challenge fate?" Brunhilde, with a sad face, raised his eyes, and his trembling voice seemed to carry a hint of weeping:

"You think... Are you the first to step into Nidhogg and see the 'truth'?"

"It's useless, the end of everything is already doomed. The Black Cross and the Holy Cross will surely divide the winner and loser, and no matter how much useless effort we try, it will not be able to reverse the final result, it will only add sacrifices, only blood will be spilled on the ground, and the lives will be ruined! Away from yourself. ”

"We can't continue to increase the suffering, we can't let this tragic cycle continue......

This... Is she really Brunhilde, an evil god?!

The black-haired wizard looked at the Valkyrie in front of him, who was too far from the legend, and his heart was full of differences.

Reckless, stupid, simple-minded... This is Asriel's assessment of Brunhilde, and while 99 percent of these adjectives are one-sided mockery of a teenager, they are not pure lies.

After all, the Valkyrie in Byrne's legend is a very simple and reckless figure, and the "legend" is the proof of the existence of an evil god in the material world, and they will gradually move closer to it if they do not want to.

Of course, there must be some exceptions that don't match the "legend", such as Asrael, which is divided into two, is barely like this, but it shouldn't be that bad!

The Brunhilde in front of him is not only completely inconsistent with the legendary image, and is completely sympathetic; There is still some indescribable relationship with his "cheap ancestors......

But now the problem is not these, but that she really wants to kill herself!

With great difficulty, he pulled the dragon's teeth out from his feet, and Brunhilde on the other side had slowly raised his right hand, his jewel-like eyes full of determination.

Damn, gotta figure figure it out!

"So... Are you just giving up?"

"Huh?" Brunhilde was slightly stunned, visibly hesitating.

Great, successful, keep up the good work!

"I don't know what happened to you, or what happened between you and Roland. The black-haired wizard spoke with difficulty, his eyes never taking a moment off the Valkyrie's body:

"There's only one thing I know, and that's that you give up!"

"Brunhilde, you have tried, struggled, but you have failed, and you have given up completely!"

The black-haired wizard stared at her with a "stubborn" expression, and did his best to make his tone tougher: "Not only that, but you also blame fate for your failure, and attribute your failure to inevitable!"

"I'm not a person who likes to speak ill of others, but I'm very sorry that you're no different from a coward in doing so! There is no shame in a person's failure, it is shameful that he not only thinks that he will not succeed, but also denies the possibility of success to everyone by denying it completely!"

Brunhilde watched him silently, and his originally cold eyes finally changed slightly, becoming much softer, and even some... Nostalgia?

Loren sighed heavily, and continued to look at her under pressure: "If you think these words will make me change my mind, then you are very wrong—I have been to Niederhogg, I have been to the Dragon Tower, I have fought against Lymantes and Serol, and I know as well as you how terrible and invincible my enemies are!"

"I may die, but I will never admit defeat, never!"

Silence, long silence.

"It's like that. ”

Brünnhilde said softly and abruptly.

"Huh?" Loren, who was slightly stunned, raised an eyebrow.

"I can see Roland's shadow in you, see the real knight. The Valkyrie whispered, "Roland... He is also a man who does not admit defeat and has said similar things to me. ”

"Loren Turin... I approve of you. ”

"You're ridiculous. The black-haired wizard with a calm face bowed slightly: "It's just a wizard who is not worth mentioning." ”

Very good, very good... In any case, she didn't seem to be hostile to herself anymore.

At this point, Loren no longer expected the Valkyrie to be willing to help him, but at least he couldn't make her hostile to him, and although he didn't want to admit it, he was probably no match for her without the help of external forces.

However, in the next moment, the calm Brunhilde raised his right hand firmly again, and there was a bit of determination in his eyes.

"Boom ——————!!!!"

The roar of the explosion was fleeting, and the howling wind gathered like a substance, and was tightly held by the Valkyrie's raised right hand!

The black-haired wizard's pupils shrank suddenly.

"Wait?!"

"Why, didn't you just say that you had approved of me?!" Loren's expression was a little stunned, and a little frightened:

"If that's what you say, then why?!"

"It's... I'm giving you a trial. ”

Looking at the black-haired wizard in front of him with an expression of disbelief due to his astonishment, the Valkyrie naturally spoke, "If you can't even defeat me, how can you change your fate?"

"And why are you an enemy of Seriel, an enemy of the Holy Cross, to save the people you hold dear?!"

"And why break this never-ending cycle of sorrow and break the shackles that bind you?!"

"Come, Roland's Diadochi... Fight me with dignity and prove your faith!" Brunhilde's eyes burned:

"The sharp blade in your hand will convey your determination and courage to me!"

Damn it... What kind of mess is this?!

The stunned black-haired wizard simply didn't know what to say, and the corners of his mouth twitched.

Under the strong wind, Loren, who was barely standing firmly, only felt that the blood was boiling all over his body, and even the dragon teeth in his hands were trembling violently, and he was screaming uneasily.

With his white wings folded behind him, Brunhilde landed steadily, the hurricane raised in his right hand turned into a steel-colored cavalry spear, and the blood-red swallowtail flag fluttered slowly on the tip of the spear.

Here it comes......

With a heavy sigh, Loren gradually regained his composure from his surprise, his hands holding the dragon's teeth flat and the tip of the spear pointed forward.

Looking at the black-haired wizard who was already ready to attack, the Valkyrie bowed slightly, reluctantly recognizing that he had the qualifications to accept the trial.

“... A weak man who does not have the courage to wield a sword at the enemy will not have the ability to decide his own destiny..."

"So come, Loren Turin, the Elector who has broken the shackles of fate......" Valkyrie stepped forward, the spear in her hand slowly falling:

"A true knight should roar with a spear......

Speak with a sword——!"