Orario has lost his champions 2.233

In the frozen region northeast of the Lake of the Nine Kingdoms, the corpse of the giant Thamur stood out. Huge in proportions like a long and extensive mountain that, if it fell on the city of Orario, would crush it completely. All around it, it was all snow, ice, and blizzards, with some things like walls, furniture, vessels, and corpses that spoke of an ancient time of plenty. However, now it was all desolation.

Rosewisse and Viggo stood on a vast snowfield that ended in front of Thamur's fingers, huge and coarse, each the thickness of a two-story house. However, none could advance since ahead of them there were dangerous wulver of orange fur and wolf appearance with humanoid structure. They hid under Thamur's fingers, in underground caves.

On the other hand, Rosewisse and Viggo's target was next to Thamur's fingers, a green door made of metal, embedded in a mound of ice and rock. The place of Odin's chamber and where the third Valkyrie that Rosewisse planned to defeat was located.

They had already defeated the Valkyrie Geirdrifull the owl, in the cave on the slopes. They had also defeated the Valkyrie Eir the Bear or better known as the Healer, inside the mountain of Jotun. They only had this and one more southwest of the Lake of the Nine Kingdoms.

Viggo with red hair up to his shoulders, necklace with a blue stone on his neck and naked torso, looked forward with his eyes emitting a golden glow thanks to his clairvoyance —shall we try?— he asked thinking of the wulvers.

Rosewisse, with long silver hair and golden armor, looked in the same direction that Viggo —let's try— said with conviction. He unbuttoned the leather bag on his waist and from inside he took out two wands with the memory stones built into the inner core —anyway, if we approached, they would attack us.

—I think the same— said Viggo, extracting two wands from his ring and then passing one to his left hand.

—Yes, I remember— Rosewisse replied seriously —but with the power, I'm sure we'll beat you all before that—

Viggo nodded and started walking —you first— he said.

—Okay— Rosewisse replied as she followed him closely.

The winds carried the winter cold of the snow while carrying the aroma of the two warriors. That alerted the wulver inside their caverns and they did not delay in letting out a howl alerting the others of their pack. They quickly ran through the caves as if they were wolves of great stature and continued until they surfaced. In the distance they saw a red-haired man and a Valkyrie in his golden armor. The orange-furred wulver raised their noses to the sky and sniffed. Then they growled and ran after their prey. A dozen of them could easily be counted, all drooling and running on all four legs as if they were wolves. However, what they ignored they would never reach the middle of the race.

Rosewisse pointed forward with the wand of her right hand and channeled a large amount of mana and created a magic circle the size of her body. Then the rune of sowelu inside the circle created a huge sphere of fire and flew in the direction of the wulver.

The fireball slammed into the wolves with a humanoid figure, and everything was covered in a sea of flames for twenty meters around. Within that range, nothing survived. The wulver, instinctive beasts felt the fear and the few who were outside the range of the explosion, ran away and hid in their caves.

—Area?— asked Rosewisse.

Viggo activated his clairvoyance, his vision traveled into the distance as if he were a bird and looked over the crater left by the explosion. The wulver inside had been transformed into charcoal and their figures were unrecognizable.

—About twenty meters, there were no survivors— Viggo said.

—This...—

—Don't say it, everything is fine, the wand did its job, we can continue with the experiments at another time—

—Yes— said Rosewisse, discouraged —let's walk, we still must beat that Valkyrie—

Rosewisse and Viggo advanced towards the door, hoping that at some point the surviving wulver would attack them, but to no avail. They never left their caves again.

—Chisel please— said Rosewisse as he stopped in front of the door and found it sealed just like the other door. The diamond-shaped rock seal had a layer of ice on the surface. Rosewisse gave him a backhand punch with his fist and the ice fell off. Viggo from behind her held out the chisel and Rosewisse took it. She drew Kenaz's rune "<" on the surface and the stone seal crumbled as if made of sand until it disappeared.

In the darkness, Rosewisse was going to the front with a slow, light step —I still can't believe what you told me— she said.

—That Odin didn't write any of those scrolls?— asked Viggo.

—Yes, I was sure...—

—Yes, but I'm sure of what I saw— Viggo insisted —Odin didn't write any of those scrolls. They were Jotun and other races. Odin just collected that information and stored it. However, the information inside those scrolls was real. The dwarf Ivaldi didn't go to Niflheim just because. Something or someone led him to that place and taught him things. Someone so powerful that he led Ivaldi accomplished something so great that he had Odin kill him. Things are not so simple anymore and Odin is no longer so irrational—

—I don't think Odin has stopped being a murderer—

—He had a reason—

—What good reason can he have for killing everyone in Midgar?— shouted Rosewisse furiously, she under her voice and continued —he's a murderer, don't defend him—

—I don't defend it, Rosewisse. I'm just trying to understand his mind. If I can understand why he did all those things, I will be able to know where he went wrong and what would have been the right way—

—I... I like less and less that you are inspired by the deeds of a murderer— Rosewisse said quietly, —he kills for that information, would you also do the same?—

—Me, I don't know— Viggo said quietly as Rosewisse stopped and he passed by. Rosewisse looked at Viggo's back in the dark, then looked up to his shoulder-length red hair that still stood out despite the poor lighting. She took a big breath. For a moment she had a great need to kill Viggo because if he continued like this, he would become like Odin. He had already killed others and altered a person's fate just to favor Bell. Perhaps, the wonderful Orario, so lively and colorful, would become a ghost town if Viggo continued this path.

—No— muttered Rosewisse and shook her head as if she were dizzy and just having hallucinations.

Then Rosewisse hurried her pace and caught up with Viggo before he crossed the semi-transparent celestial barrier. She took his hand, Viggo gave her a slight glance and saw that she looked at him with resentment. Viggo let out a sigh and pushed away what his instinct was shouting at him, preferring to believe that she had become angry because he insisted on understanding Odin. However, you don't become king of the gods just because. At least, that's what Viggo wanted to believe. Fear may have consumed Odin, but within all the things he did must be intelligent ideas that go beyond common sense.

After going down on the platform and arriving in front of the stairs leading to the second floor, where were the shelves with scrolls on the walls on the sides. Rosewisse and Viggo looked down the corridor that passed under the second floor and led to the outer courtyard. Under a large red-leaved tree that stretched out its branches like arms to protect the courtyard from the sun, a valkyrie was levitating and hiding behind its wings as if inside a cocoon.

—Will you be, okay?— asked Viggo.

—I'm going to be more than fine. With Eir it wasn't bad and with this one either, don't worry— Rosewisse replied.

Viggo turned to look at her head on. Rosewisse, silver hair and blue eyes, tender and young look. Viggo brought his right hand to his left cheek and stroked him gently —take care— he said.

Rosewisse showed a small smile and nodded —yes, don't worry, I'll go and overcome— she said.

Viggo frowned and pinch her left cheek hard —what worries me is that you'll win at a very high cost.

—Oh, oh, oh, please don't pinch me, it hurts— said Rosewisse.

Viggo stopped squeezing her and stroked her cheek. Then he pulled his face closer and gave her a tender kiss —go— he said, separating his lips from hers. Rosewisse nodded with a smile and walked into the corridor that passed under the second floor towards the outer courtyard. Viggo stared at her from a distance, a little worried about this encounter. Rosewisse pushed herself too hard to reach new standards of precision and combat mastery. For some reason she had decided to stop occupying the blessings and focus all her efforts on evading and attacking, and if possible, just attacking.

Viggo shook his head, walked to the stairs and when he was halfway through, he heard the rumble of the warning fireball that Rosewisse always threw. The battle began without him noticing, but cries of war and fury echoed throughout the courtyard. Great pops, weapon cuts made with seidr magic, the flapping of valkyries and bodies hitting the floor and walls.

Viggo reached the second floor, approached a coffin made of stone that preceded the window facing the outer courtyard. He saw Rosewisse point her wand at the other Valkyrie and created several magic circles with different types of runes. The magic condensed and attacked the Valkyrie, but this last jumped into the air and raise into the sky. Rosewisse's magic hit the stone wall, generating a rumble and dust as the rubble fell. Rosewisse also jumped, began flapping and set out to chase the other Valkyrie through the sky.

Viggo began to cough thanks to the dust but approached the window and looked up at the sky. Rosewisse kept aiming his magic at the other Valkyrie and launching magic attacks one after another.

Viggo walked away from the window as he continued to cough and walked to the shelf on the left where the scrolls were. He took one and walked away from the dust that stretched from the outer courtyard to the inside. As Viggo was about to take the first step on the ladder to descend, he heard a rumble of something crashing into the courtyard. Viggo went down as fast as he could to the first floor, went to the corridor that passed under the second floor and reached the courtyard, whose visibility was null due to the dust.

—Rosewisse— Viggo shouted worriedly as he coughed and moved his hand from side to side to ward off the dust.

—Here I am— said Rosewisse, her voice coming from above. Viggo raised his face and saw the young Valkyrie flapping ten meters above ground level, with the sky above her head. Viggo coughed another little but shook his head while smiling in relief that nothing had happened to him.