Astland.

It's a bay town on the west coast of Sweden and the home of Flanda and Fremia.

The Christmas atmosphere is complemented by snow, sailboats and crayon-coloured buildings standing side by the river, creating a fairytale landscape.

In a small hut with a red roof and white walls against the backdrop, the blonde sister is baking pancakes in the kitchen made from eggs, flour and milk.

The heating wrapped around the room, and the sleepy sister was still indulging in the warmth, and the mysterious elf who had been assigned to the task quietly flew into the air and gently pulled back the quilt that had been kicked off.

Needless to say, Flanda Severen has always been an excellent eldest daughter in the eyes of the neighborhood.

Today is December 18th, the second day of the sisters' returning here.

Because of the care of the trustees, their home has not accumulated dust to the point of being unusable.

Although it is somewhat inconvenient to be idle for a year, these problems are obviously not difficult for a 'superpower'.

Having put her hometown breakfast on the table, Flanda glanced at Fremia who was asleep, not intending to wake her up.

That's just right.

The over-energetic little one was playing around town until late in the evening yesterday, and someone was doing 'preparations' at home.

For Fremia, it was an ordinary trip home, but for Fremia, it was the last and best chance.

It took her a day to finally settle on her location.

“…… Alright, it's time for us to go. ”

After sifting through the information in her mind, Flanda called out softly to her elf.

The seeds left two months ago have finally come to germinate.

Her gaze was straight in a certain direction.

At the end of the line, there is a girl with many faces and identities in common.

……

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There is one thing in this world that many people may not be exposed to in a lifetime.

That is, in addition to the realm of "science", "magic" is also real.

And on the "magic side" that prevails in unknown places, there is also a special type of "person" that must be mentioned.

It has a strong **, superhuman eyesight, and an instantaneous speed of movement beyond the speed of sound, and its outstanding force can even be used as a 'humanoid nuclear weapon' to deter other countries.

They are 'saints'.

There are fewer than 20 people in the world who can be named.

It's just that it would be a mistake to think of them as great people on high or as unreachable messengers of God.

Because most of the saints can be said to be quite casual, they may be loyal to the country and believe in the gods, but most of the time they still live an 'ordinary' life like ordinary people.

For example, the "saint" who ignores the ban on flying and likes to soar in the sky.

For example, the "saint" who often fights at the forefront of exposure and is always counted down by the jeans shopkeeper.

Another example is this "saint" who studied overseas in someone else's apartment in order to hone his skills as a maid.

……

- Italia, the city of Milan.

“…… Eat on top of the kennel or eat in the kennel, choose one. ”

A blonde woman stood in the doorway of a residential apartment with her hands on her back, suggesting with no joy or anger.

She wore a pair of homework goggles on her head, and her clothes were dark thick jackets with housework aprons, which looked vulgar, but she wore an elegant temperament.

"Wait, wait, wait! Why it has to be a dog house! Or is it a given?! Be sure to give me a chance to explain! ”

Glancing at the position of the sun, the blonde young man who was strangely asked for advice broke out in a cold sweat, shook his head spinelessly and retreated.

He wears a blue shirt and beige vest with a bangs on the left side that covers one eye, giving him a gloomy feel overall.

It's winter, but the rendering of the seasons can't leave traces on the two of them.

They are 'ordinary people' who live in seclusion.

The woman's name was Sylvia, a maid, and a "saint".

The man's name is Aurels, and he is a magician and a "quasi-demon god".

"Really? Is there any reason for me to forgive Lord Sylvia for your over-affection creature? Is it because you helped the bullied children on the street, and as a result, you were treated as someone's father and couldn't get out, and finally took out the money I bought for you to coax them? In that case, I think it's more convenient to tie you up directly. ”

With an expression that I already see through you, Sylvia glared angrily at Aurels.

After knowing each other for so long, this man is still so out of tune.

"Ahem! Didn't you see them all!? That's it! Isn't it a matter of course to help someone in need? ”

Not aware of the change in the atmosphere, Aurels thought that there was nothing wrong with what he was doing.

Now that he had 'witnessed' the whole process, he believed that Sylvia would be able to understand it.

But the next moment.

For some reason, the line of sight became half blocked by the eaves.

Ahaha, what a nice sunny day.

The quasi-demon god smiled bitterly.

……

“…… You mean, to be away for a while? ”

Closing the door of the entrance, the maid saint examines the people she serves for unknown reasons.

What stupid is this idiot going to do?

"Whew...... Sylvia, do you remember the collapse of magical societies in Northern Europe more than four years ago? ”

Narrowly escaped the cruel 'punishment,' said Aurels, who was sitting against the wall.

There was an inexplicable hint on his face that made Sylvia unable to guess what he was trying to say.

But she had an impression of the events to which Orrels was referring.

More precisely, impressive.

"You're talking about ......"

At the end of Orels's words, Sylvia turned over the big incident that had caused a lot of trouble in her memory.

In the past, the Norse mythology system had five major associations, which took up a solid corner of the entire magic side.

They are,

The Eternal World Tree.

"An iron stake engraved with knowledge."

"Overlord from the sea".

"The Gold of the Earth Exercise Hammer".

"Excalibur Writers."

Each of them is a magical group with thousands of people, and it is powerful.

However, in the eyes of others, these huge associations that coexist with strength and history have been completely lost in the process of tracking down and encircling a mysterious magician, and their overall strength is not one in ten.

The opponent's magic cultivation is unfathomable, and the golden magic light he casts can deprive others of their spirit and will.

Ironically, in addition to the gender revealed when the other party spoke, the five major associations have not yet found out the identity of that person at that time.

Eventually, those who had survived those battles and were lucky enough to wake up all agreed with the report that a certain magician had inadvertently stated.

She was recorded as such.

"Valkyrie with the stars."