Before your next trip, you'll need to be proficient with what you've learned from the past few lessons.

A middle-aged woman in a white robe stared at the girl at the small table with an expressionless face, and the whip in her hand was waved abruptly, bringing out a gust of wind.

"Smack-",

There was an extra red mark on the back of the girl's hand, and the hot pain made her palm shrink subconsciously.

"Your main course is not chicken but beef, why did you choose white wine?"

"Because I don't have red wine on hand."

The girl said sullenly, obviously very dissatisfied with the punishment just now.

"But you didn't say it, and you still chose the wrong answer."

This time, the girl did not respond to the teacher's words, and quietly cut the food with a knife.

"Smack-"

The whip was waved again, and the teacher said lightly,

"The way to use a dinner knife is to move it back and forth, with force when the knife is extended, not when it is pulled back.

Your actions are rude, which will affect our Nordic image. ”

"But...... But I didn't have the strength. ”

The knife was taken off, and the girl propped up her legs, lowering her head to hide the tears on her cheeks.

The teacher looked at the girl condescendingly, waited for about two minutes, and finally said.

"It's time, and it's rude to have someone wait at the table, so that's the end of dinner time.

If you don't want to go hungry tomorrow, practice your skills. ”

The teacher clapped his hands, and a maid appeared on each side, who neatly took away the plates and utensils, and cleaned the table.

"Well, let's leave first, Lord Heroda."

The teacher finally bent down and slowly exited the room.

Her movements were flawless, and her voice was very respectful. But I never looked at it, and I didn't care about the girl's face.

[I never knew that dining was such an obnoxious thing. 】

At the top of the snowy peak, an old man with a white beard and a sturdy body holds on to the stone railing, overlooking the scenery on the ice.

The old man came back to his senses and said softly.

"Heroda?"

Behind him, the girl walked out slowly.

"Mr. Wie."

Viy turned around and subconsciously glanced at the girl's arm.

"It seems that you have made great progress, and it has been rare to see you punished by Mrs. May again in recent years."

"It's the teachers who teach you well." Hiluda said lightly, with an unchanged expression on her face. Seems to be smiling but not smiling, reserved and noble.

Hearing his disciple's answer, Viy knew that this was not her intention, so he crouched down and stroked the girl's hair like a father.

"After all these years of hard work, we all know that what has been taught to you is far beyond what your age can bear.

But we have no choice, the Nordics are weakening, and we can't afford to make the slightest mistake if we want to maintain our connection with the outside world. ”

Hiluda answered, not knowing whether it was a response to the teacher's words or a simple polite word.

If two years ago, Wei Yi could guess the mind of his disciple, then now he can't even see the girl's emotions.

The bond that binds the two has faded a little, and may have disappeared completely.

The girl standing in front of him will be a qualified leader of Asgard and the earthly agent of Odin in three or five years.

I just don't know if her existence was a blessing or a curse for the Nordics at that time?

Vie's mood suddenly became lonely, which alerted him, for he had never been so negative before.

He is no longer young, and perhaps for this reason, he allows those people to put more and more strict demands on his disciples.

"Hilda, I can't wait too long."

The girl looked up, her eyes filled with doubt.

Perhaps it was because he felt the anxiety of his disciple, which made Wei Yi rarely happy, and he led the girl to the high platform,

"There is a legend about Heroda in Northern Europe.

God-King Odin has forged a supreme treasure for his people, and when someone who can carry out his will appears and obtains this treasure, he will gain enough power to protect Norse. ”

"Protection, Nordic power?"

Shiluda muttered,

"That's right, if you have that treasure and gain its power, you will be freed from many shackles." "Because of the weak, you can't blame the strong for their mistakes." ”

[The weak cannot point fingers at the strong, and the only thing that can break the shackles is strength. 】

Dazzling stars burst into the sky, turning the air they came into contact with black.

Even if he couldn't see the stars for what they really were, Vie could feel the emptiness and dead silence from the black trajectory that connected the heavens and the earth.

"He's awake?!"

"Teacher, what did you just say?"

On the vast stargazing platform, Wei Yi heard his disciple's words and repeated.

"He has woken up, Lord of the Underworld...... Hades – Hades. ”

"Hades?" Of course, Shiluda knew the meaning of the name, "If Hades wakes up, then the holy war is probably not far away." Teacher, what are we going to do this time, to monitor the movements of the underworld as before? ”

"Surveillance?" Vie shook his head, "I'm afraid this level is not enough, Hades' awakening is a signal that the holy war has begun, and it should not have the power to trigger the heavenly realm."

Also, the time he woke up was different from what I had calculated. ”

"Different?"

"That's right, he shouldn't have woken up at this time.

Because of his opponent, Athena still needs years or so to regain her usual level of strength. ”

Shiluda thought for a moment,

"Maybe the Immortal needs time to prepare?"

"No, Hades didn't choose the same way of reincarnation as Athena, so it doesn't take a long time to grow.

In the holy wars of the past dynasties, it should be that the holy realm first gets its own gods, and then ......"

At this point, Vie paused, he had already guessed something.

If it's not a coincidence, it's that someone influenced Athena's arrival point. The soul of the goddess of war resides in the divine realm, so the only one who can influence her is ...... God.

"Sheluda, I'm afraid I'm going to have to travel far."

"Then I'll go get ready."

"No, I'll go alone this time." Wei Yi said slowly, looking into the distance with a faint gaze, "I have an ominous premonition, I am afraid that there will be great variables in this holy war. ”

"Teacher, what do you mean...... Will the Sanctuary fail? ”

"That's right, someone is fighting the idea of jihad. If it is not stopped, I am afraid that Hades will win the final victory, and this kind of outcome is something that we in Northern Europe cannot afford. ”

Wei Yi said lightly,

"Also, maybe it's an opportunity."

"Opportunity..... Do you say ......"

"We have searched all over the earth and there is no whereabouts of that treasure, and the places we have not found yet are nothing more than the divine realm, the underworld and the sacred realm. The Divine Realm is a place where we cannot interfere in Northern Europe, and the Underworld and the Sanctuary are inseparable from the next battle.

I might be able to gain something from this trip. ”

"But you, teacher, are very important to the Nordics, and you shouldn't risk it yourself."

For the disciple's worries, a relieved smile appeared on Weiyi's face,

"It's okay, I'm sure you'll be able to do well after that. I'm old, and there are some things that I won't have a chance to do anymore.

Sheluda, the stakes are high...... I don't want a third person to know about this, and if I'm lucky enough to find that treasure, I'll have a note in the note.

But I haven't been back in three months, so you must not go to me, understand? ”

[As the teacher said, I have been paying attention to the changes in my notes since he left.]

It was the book he used to record important things, and it was also the book of his life. If something happens to him, the notes will show corresponding signs.

I waited a long time, and finally something new appeared in the note, it was a detailed battle report, and there was also news about the treasure.

It's just that it's already three months and three days later. 】

Deep in the city of Hades, outside the gate four or five people high, Heroda took a shabby notebook and pushed it open under the protection of Czech Fried.

Midnight is a dark time, and there is no light in the depths of Hades City.

Hiluda stepped forward, vaguely aware of someone sitting at the end of the empty room.

"Is it Shiluda?"

His voice was so familiar, so familiar that even the Czech Fried was unguarded.

"Teacher, is that you?"

Hiluda moved toward the voice, taking out a gem from her cuff and reflecting the path in front of her.

"You kid, it's really unsettling."

Vey's voice reassured Shiluda a lot, but in the next second, her vision froze her body.

The old voice came from a young body, not wearing the robes of the past, but a full armor that covered his body.

It has a cold luster like the moon, and it interprets the true meaning of darkness and death.

This armor has a name that is not unfamiliar, it is called - the Underworld.

"I remember reminding you not to come to me, why don't you listen to me, my lovely disciple?"

He stood up, three pairs of black wings spread, and the long sword with a scarlet sheen was pointed at Hiluda and Czechfried, completely controlling their bodies.