I don't like the gods, I want to be a hero

"You hang yourself upside down on the World Tree for nine days and nine nights, use the World Tree as a horse, ride on the whole world, and sacrifice yourself to yourself, only then can you glimpse the runic rune with infinite magic power, and hope You can use that almost omnipotent power to save the world."

"You gathered those brave warriors who died, gathered in the Hall of Valhalla - Valhalla, and honed their martial arts day and night. For tens of thousands of years, you have gathered an army composed of [-] heroic spirits. A huge army, just to earn some life for myself and the gods when the final battle comes."

"For countless years, you have been silent, worried day and night, and tried everything to avoid Regaluk's arrival, but your actions not only had no effect, but even brought even more terrible despair to the world..."

Mimir's words rang in Odin's ears. There was no ups and downs on his silent face, but only those slightly trembling fingers seemed to be saying something silently.

"Tell me, Odin, what are you thinking."

After a long time, the God King spoke quietly. "You know, I... can see, see the scene when Regaluk came..."

His tone was calm, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him.

"A big fire, an indescribable fire burned the whole world, the sky, the land, the sea...everything is burning, and the World Tree that supports the Nine Kingdoms is also dying here. All living beings will meet their final death, and everything we have worked so hard to build for thousands of years will be burned in this fire."

"But I'm not reconciled, you know? Mimir, I'm not reconciled!" Odin's tone was suddenly agitated. He turned his head and looked at the wise giant Mimir in front of him, with blood in his only remaining one eye.

"I am not reconciled that the wonderful world I created will be reduced to ashes and return to that cold, empty chaos; I am not reconciled that I will leave that throne, so that I will not be able to observe everything in the world..."

"Therefore, I tried to prevent the coming of Regaluk, and as you say, I hanged myself on the gallows in exchange for the omnipotent Rune; In exchange for the foresight of seeing everything; I established the Hall of Valor, and let my daughters guide those brave warriors..."

As he said that, the King of God's eyes showed a bit of disappointment.

"But the result...can you imagine? Mimir—I have done so much, I have tried my best, but the end of the world has not changed. Even, as the king of gods, I even participated in the final battle I don’t have any qualifications, and that soldier is holding my gun in his hand..."

Odin couldn't accept such an ending.

It's not just the indignation and despair of the "fate" that can't be crossed anyway, but also the unwillingness and hatred from the deepest part of my heart.

"Mimir, destiny has made you his 'father', the supreme 'wisdom' is guarded by you, the wisdom is even better than the giant of God King Odin, can you please tell me - what can I do to change That desperate fate?"

A solemn and pleading voice reached the old man's ears. In front of him, the one-eyed God King Odin was watching him closely, quietly waiting for the old man's answer.

The old man looked at him and didn't speak. Instead, he turned his head and looked at the Wisdom Spring beside him. The pure Wisdom Spring seemed to be no different from ordinary spring water.

But in the depths of this fountain of wisdom, there is a single eye lying quietly, which is the price for God King Odin to exchange for wisdom.

Abandoning one eye, he has connected himself with wisdom since then, and can know everything about the past, future, and present. In the nine worlds, nothing can escape the eyes of the king of gods.

The god of war, the god of wind, the god of poetry, the god of wisdom and victory, the god of magic...

He is the supreme god of the Norse mythology world, the incarnation of the sky and thunder, and because of his almost omnipotent runes, he is also regarded as the omniscient and omnipotent god. He has more than 200 aliases, each of which is unique. It represents the deep awe that humans have for him.

However, even such a powerful god will fall into sorrow...even fear-deep despair and fear of "fate".

"That is the doomed fate..."

Looking at the fountain of wisdom, the old man said quietly, his pupils gradually lost focus, as if he had fallen into the memories of the past, his low tone was exceptionally gentle.

"Doomed?"

The one-eyed God King frowned slightly, he shook his head and said. "I don't believe in this kind of fate. Fate is by no means immutable. I can change everything."

"Strictly speaking, indeed." The old man raised his head, looked at him with wrinkled old eyes, and couldn't help but sneered.

"It is indeed a change that the world has changed from being reduced to ashes to being shrouded in despair under your efforts."

Hearing this, Odin couldn't help being speechless, and his face suddenly became extremely gloomy, but the old man didn't care about the expression on Odin's face, but pointed to the fountain of wisdom and said to Odin.

"look......"

Following the old man's finger, Odin followed the reputation, but saw a clear image emerged on the surface of the originally transparent and clear spring of wisdom—it was a newborn baby.

"A mortal newborn..." Odin's one-eyed stared at the old man beside him. "Does this have anything to do with my question?"

"When a newborn is born, no one can predict what his future will be..."

Mimir ignored Odin's inquiry, he just leaned against the spring and spoke in a flat tone.

"Meeting a famous teacher, he may become a brave and fearless warrior; if the war fails, he may become a slave who is struggling to survive; if he escapes, he may become a slave who burned, killed and looted A robber, and if he is lucky enough, it is not impossible to become a king..."

The image keeps splitting and changing with the words of the old man, and it is unbelievable that it is just a mere few decades of experience of a mortal, and the possibilities contained in it are so many that even the wise Odin has a headache the point.

"But no matter what trajectory his life takes, at least one thing we can be sure of - this child will eventually die..."

"Whether he died on the sickbed or on the battlefield, there is no doubt that this is what he must experience... the fate that was doomed from the moment he was born."

"A mortal is mortal. This is the fate that a mortal is destined for. Because he was 'born', he will 'die'...Life and death form a strict and ruthless cycle of cause and effect. .”

Following Mimir's words, the infinite possibilities of the mortal in the image all accelerated to the end of "him"—either ragged, or strong, or white-haired, or innocent... ..Costumes, figures, locations, even ages vary, but without exception, 'he' dies.

Odin's one eye narrowed, as if he understood something.

"And Regaluk... is the 'death' of the entire world, and no one can violate it, because this is the fate of the world."

Odin looked at Mimir in front of him, and the gloomy expression on his face showed that he obviously didn't like what Mimir said.

But after all, he is the smartest god, and then he was keenly aware of one thing.

"If it is said that the death of human beings is due to its 'birth', then why is the 'death' of the world?"

Mimir looked at him, grinning, and there was an inexplicable smile on his face that he couldn't explain what it meant.

"You should understand, Odin..."

"The arrival of Regaluk and the 'death' of the world are precisely because you killed my father Ymir, created the World Tree, and established the Nine Kingdoms."

"You created this world, you made this world 'born', so this world is doomed to its 'death', and the 'death' of the world...is Regaluk."

Although he was facing the enemy who killed his father, Mimir was still talking calmly as if nothing had happened, and even the wise giant was still slowly explaining his confusion to Odin .

"In this world, there are two inevitable and inescapable fates, or in other words, it is precisely because of these two inevitable fates that this world was born."

"Among the two destined destinies, one is the birth of the world... My father, the ancestor giant Ymir, was destined to die at the hands of the three brothers Odin, Willy, and Wei, and incarnated into the World Tree. This is his destiny fate, for if he had not died, the world would not have been born."

At the end, Mimir's voice had some subtle changes for the first time, which seemed to be emotional and sad.

While listening to Mimir's words, Odin fell into memory.

Even after countless years, even though he is now the aloof King of the Nine Realms, he still clearly remembers the endless despair and insignificance when he faced Ymir.

However, because of the hatred from his grandfather, he was so passionate that he chose to risk his life.

This life-and-death battle made him throw away all distracting thoughts, and when he came back to his senses, the sharp gun Gungnir that appeared in his hand at some point had pierced through the opponent's chest.

And the seemingly invincible ancestor of the frost giant crashed down with unbelievable despair...

"Now, Odin, another fate is about to come... Or, from the moment this world was born, this fate has been doomed, and no one can disobey it." Mimir looked at him with an extremely tone of voice. calm.

Odin's face was uncertain, he asked again. "Is there really no way to stop Regaluk from coming?"

Mimir shook his head slightly. "From the moment this world was born, everything was doomed, and all struggles were in vain..."

Odin stared at Mimir in front of him, with an extremely gloomy expression on his face. Finally, he let out a deep breath, and then whispered to the old giant in front of him.

"Mimir, I will not, and it is impossible, to succumb to any force, even if it is fate."

With that said, he turned around resolutely and left along the path he came from...

"You lied to him, father." After a long time, the figure of Destiny Uld appeared in this hidden paradise without warning.

"I'm telling the truth, my lord fate."

The old man was leaning against the edge of the spring water. The aged wisdom giant seemed exhausted, as if he could fall asleep at any time, and even began to snore slightly.

But when he saw his 'daughter', he still cheered up a bit.

"Of course what you said is the truth. After all, Odin is not so easy to deceive, but..." The voice of Goddess of Fate was as calm as usual, but invisibly revealed a kind of supreme majesty.

"You missed the most critical part, which to a certain extent induced Odin's choice."

"But isn't what he did still in fate?" Mimir asked back, the tired look on his face became more and more serious, and his voice became slower and slower.

"No matter what Odin does, you can't stop Regaluk from coming, and you, who are destiny, don't care whether the end of the world is a peaceful sleep or being tossed by Odin to this point?"

As soon as the words fell, the old giant leaned against the fountain of wisdom and fell asleep.

Destiny Uld silently looked at the sleeping 'father'. After a long time, she sighed softly, and then she turned her attention to the fountain of wisdom beside her.

And the spiritual spring water also seemed to know the mind of the person in front of him. When "fate" looked at him, a clear image appeared——

On the endless sea, a well-built warrior is sitting on a long and narrow kayak, leisurely admiring the 'exotic' scenery.

Under the shining of the sun, those crimson eyes are exuding a brilliant light...

Chapter 8 Hymn of Courage

"call----"

On the endless sea, Seleus stood on the bow of the kayak facing the whistling sea wind, his deep crimson eyes revealed the infinite nostalgia for the adventurous time.

"The last time I sailed on the sea in a boat like this was with Jason..." Seleus chuckled lightly, with a deep sigh in his tone. "Who would have thought that my second voyage would be in northern Europe in another world?"

"Fate is such a wonderful thing..."

Calculating carefully, it has not been too long since the first time I accepted the entrustment of the gods to help Jason.

But because of the miraculous experience afterwards, and the huge changes between the past and the present, Seleus has a sense of déjà vu.

"Has His Royal Highness Serius ever sailed out to sea before?"

Kyle, a young man who had just handed over the boating job to Old Buzz, sat cross-legged behind Serius, his water-blue eyes staring curiously at the gods who were walking with them. "I thought gods who fly freely don't travel in mortal ships."

"I don't know about other gods..." Speaking of the adventures of the year, Seleus couldn't help but smile. "However, I once accepted a commission to help a person cross the sea to fetch a treasure."

"Helping a mortal?" Kyle scratched his head and asked tentatively.

In the young people's weak understanding of gods, flying is the most basic ability for anyone called a god, regardless of divinity or priesthood, and the rest is nothing more than whether the gods are willing or not.

Although it is not clear how that guy entrusted Lord Serius, but if a god is required to accompany the boat, then that guy must be a mortal who cannot fly.

"Yeah, a bastard who is greedy for money, lustful, and greedy for life and fear of death..." Recalling the image of Jason as the blond bastard in his mind, the smile on Seleus' face grew stronger. "But I have to say, that guy was my first real friend."

"It's really a... um?" It's nothing to be greedy for money and lust, but when it comes to being greedy for life and fear of death, Kyle, who is a Norse, was about to reprimand him immediately, but the next sentence of Seleus made this The young man swallowed the reprimand abruptly.

"I can't figure out why I consider that bastard a friend?" Serius turned his head slightly, and glanced at Kyle who was full of doubts behind him.

"A little... but since he is a friend of His Royal Highness Serius, there must be some respectable... traits in that person."

According to the traditional concept of the Norse people, just being greedy for life and fearing death is enough for them to completely deny everything about that person, but considering Celius' attitude, Kyle still said a few ambiguous words against his will.

"Hehe." Serius smiled lightly and shook his head. "Almost, that guy has extraordinary intelligence, but his personality is really... Forget it, let's not talk about it."

Kyle, who was sitting in the back, scratched his head with a depressed expression, either to say it or not to say it. What does it mean that he suddenly stopped talking halfway through the sentence?

'Forget it, anyway, I'm not interested in that guy who doesn't have the glory of a soldier. Kyle shrugged, and then he reached out and grabbed a handful of the barbecue that he had prepared before, stuffing it directly into his mouth and chewing.

He will take over from Old Buzz in a while, so he has to recover his strength quickly.

'After returning, take Atta and Circe to live with Jason for a while. ' Seleus looked into the distance, but his attention was focused on the thoughts in his head.

'With the large amount of gold he earned in Troy, that guy should have realized his original dream. '

Thinking of the blond bastard who aspired to become the greatest king and establish Dessalay as the greatest country in Greece, the corners of Seleus' mouth twitched again.

[Although I really don't want to disturb your memories, there is an emergency at your destination. 】

Metis' reminder awakened Seleus, who was in deep thought.

'destination?What happened to Kyle's tribe? 'Selius stretched out his hand, and invisible winds began to wind around the kayak under his feet.

[A troll army attacked their tribe, and now the two sides are at war. 】

'How's the situation? '

[The trolls crushed those Norse fighters in every aspect. Even if they barely survived with sufficient experience and more than six times the number of people, if there is no foreign aid, even if they can win, they will pay unimaginable cost. 】

Hearing this, Seleus narrowed his eyes.

[And, I noticed the breath of the Frost Giant nearby. 】

'Frost giants?How did they appear here? 'Selius was puzzled.

[I don’t know, but no matter what reason they appear here, we just need to eliminate them. 】

'We destroy whatever the enemy wants, right? It's a simple logic. 'Selius waved his hand again, and the invisible wind that was originally wrapped around the entire kayak immediately gathered at his feet.

'But since we don't know what the frost giants are planning, I'd better rush there as fast as possible. '

"Your Highness Serius, what are you...?" Kyle, who was sitting behind him, hurriedly swallowed the roast meat in his mouth when he saw Serius' sudden action, and asked with a puzzled look on his face. .

"There is a problem ahead, and I need to solve it."

Considering that the two of them were useless against the Frost Giants, Seleus did not inform them of the danger to the Horde.

Afterwards, without waiting for a response from the two of them, Serius manipulated the vortex of wind that converged to the soles of his feet and charged into the sky...