Sylvia ended her recollections of the information.

Then, noticing that she was topical, she stared at Aurels who got up from the ground in confusion.

Putting aside the image of being prone to farce, this man with a lot of knowledge of the "original texts" of the Demon Dao Book can also easily defeat the five major Nordic associations.

But the female saint, who had been partnering with Aurels both in public and private, knew very well that he was not involved in the dòng luàn, let alone the mysterious Valkyrie.

Could it be that this had something to do with his intention to leave here?

Feeling something tangled together, Sylvia suddenly frowned.

If you don't think about 'identity', it's about 'relevance'......

A possibility emerges in thought.

She seemed to understand something.

A year and a half ago, these two seemingly unrelated 'people'.

Maybe there was a one-sided relationship.

“…… So you left this time to find that Valkyrie? ”

Scratching her head, Sylvia didn't know what to make of Aurels' whim-spur decision.

Although the scope of the other party's activities seems to have been in the Nordic region before, the problem is that it is tantamount to finding a strong man whose identity is a mystery in the land of more than 1.3 million square kilometers.

Even if you want to start with the trait of "Valkyrie", if it is useful, those magic societies will have found people long ago.

I haven't heard from you for so long, so maybe I'll have left a long time ago.

Sighing, Sylvia screamed 'stupid' and spoke her mind.

To this, the blonde youth just smiled.

- She's back.

With his hands behind his back, the quasi-demon god whispered an unfounded answer.

No one who knows him well will doubt the authenticity of this statement.

Because he's Orels.

A man who was supposed to be a "demon god".

……

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Rovaniere is a city located in the Arctic Circle.

Unlike the small town of Astrand near the sea, it is a big city with a focus on education and business.

And it also has an interesting nickname, which is known as the 'hometown of Santa Claus'.

In the festive atmosphere of the upcoming lively celebrations, a figure dressed out of place for the inhabitants of the city walked through the streets of the city.

The cloak of the cloak obscured the face, and it was clearly there, but it didn't seem to be there.

The most intuitive manifestation is that the people who come and go are completely unaware of who is passing by them.

It is still geographically located in the Nordic countries, but it is still not convenient to travel between the two countries in a short period of time.

So as a last resort, she took some 'unconventional' approaches.

This includes another law that is not part of superpowers, "magic".

……

{…… Yui, time is limited, we may have to start acting immediately after entering, can you please get ready first? }

Standing behind a tree and observing a building that resembles the shape of a base, Flanda exhales a hot breath and makes a final confirmed heart-to-heart exchange.

The birth of "School City" is not a success of one person or one organization.,Its interests are very complex.,Sponsorship organizations are all over the world.。

What she was in front of now was a Nordic cooperative body that had been established to share the results of her research.

{Hmm!} The transfer of data can start at any time, but the specific setting is still up to the mother. }

A small elven phantus appeared on Flanda's shoulder, looking at something with a serious face.

In other words, is it 'all ready'......

With a smile on his face, the figure hidden behind him finally slowly walked into the front of his eyes.

"Stop!"

An anomaly was spotted not far away, and the guard's loud warning soon sounded.

No matter how you look at it, a guy who hides his face and wanders alone near an important base cannot be a normal visitor.

I can't stop.

The agitation of the wind drowned out her crisp answer, blowing down the hood that covered her long blonde hair.

The blue pupils gradually changed to pinkish purple, and the ends of the hair changed to other colors from the bottom up.

Her whole body was filled with long-lost strength, and 'Flanda' took a deep breath.

And then.

Released in another form.

"-Ahh!!!hh

The invisible 'song', which resembles an accent, easily penetrates the defense line and envelops the entire base of the cooperative organs.

Everyone's expressions changed from resistance to numbness, and their eyes were covered with a strange color.

She had already investigated, and the defense force here was only the most basic level, and there were no Level 5 superpowers, and there were no machines that monitored every move all the time.

Aresta can control the changes in the "School City", but it is impossible to fully control all the institutions that belong to the "School City".

In particular, this kind of place is actually only used as a 'signal relay station' in the 'plan'.

And that's what Flanda saw in mind.

Under the guard's serious gaze, she walked through the open gate as if she were home.

This time, no one told her to stop again.

How strong the "Broken Army Singer" is in this world, Flanda has not yet tried it well.

But at least in terms of control, it is definitely not inferior to the fifth place of "psychological mastery".

……

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The snow-covered harbor is overflowing with the smell of winter.

Dozens of huge wooden piles support what appears to be a sailing ship that has been artificially stranded here.

This is the headquarters of the Magic Society, the headquarters of the Excalibur Writers.

“…… You said she was allowed to run away?! ”

In a study room full of aristocratic atmosphere, a young man in a suit glared at his subordinates with angry faces.

He was still in a meeting with the leaders of the other magic societies to discuss this matter just now, and as a result, this kind of report came immediately, and he couldn't hold his face.

"I'm so sorry! Master Saidrua! ”

Knowing that he had done something wrong, the black-robed member of the association hurriedly lowered his head.

finally found the woman's hiding place, and thought it was a foolproof arrest operation, but it still allowed the other party to break through the encirclement.

These Valkyries are really monsters!

The black-robed man couldn't help but vomit bitterness in his heart.

Yes.

This time, the target of their alliance with the other Norse mythological associations is a magician with a special physique called 'Brunsheed Eckerbel'.

Not only that, but this woman also has the physique of a "saint" in the 'Cross Religion'.

Claiming that too much force would be imitated and destroy the original magic system, they decided to strike first.

However, anyone with a discerning eye knows what's going on.

Swinging off his sweaty men, the young leader was silent with his hands propped up on his desk.

This isn't the first time they've targeted the woman.

Four years earlier, their Norse mythology association had united to destroy this unstable element.

But it didn't work out.

A flash of fear flashed in the young man's eyes.

The reason is also because of one person.

A "Valkyrie" who can't find out the history at all.

Outside the window, I don't know when it started to fall again.

Silvery shards covered the place where the sailboat was.

‘…… Damn it. ’

The young man smacked his lips, the color reminded him of bad memories.

He subconsciously walked to the window, wanting to change his mood.

Under the curtain of the night sky, bright stars shine.

His mood was even worse.