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Will looked at Blade who turned away and asked Dooby beside him.

"What ability did Whist get? That makes you so relieved."

"It's an assassin ability with some psychedelic effects, but that's not the biggest benefit."

"He also got more powerful abilities?"

Will wondered.

Dolby shook his head and looked at the stars in the sky.

"More important than his unique abilities is that he has been noticed by the heroic spirits of his ancestors.

Heroic spirits will not let their promising offspring die in danger. "

……

secret base.

The sudden death of his companion caused several nearby vampires to retreat.

But no matter how ferocious the sheep is, it can't scare away the wolf, even if the sheep grows fangs and claws.

To vampires, people are sheep.

Instead of moving away, they began to circle around the whist.

Like a pack of wolves, hunting an old sheep with sharp horns.

"come!"

Looking at the monsters around him that showed their fangs and roared, Whist tightened his grip on the ax handle.

His body twisted, and his arms were like taut bowstrings, rotating rapidly with his body.

The silver ax in his hand broke through the air and made a weird sound. With a low and sharp scream, it struck another vampire who was quietly approaching, and struck it on the head.

The moment the old man twisted his body, the vampire had already noticed his movements.

Although the speed of the ax falling this time was not fast in its eyes.

But having learned from its past mistakes, it does not dare to be careless again.

With its inhuman speed and reaction, it dodged the slash in advance, and then looked at Whist vigilantly, just in case he had a back-up plan.

but--

"Hoo-! Hoo-!"

The vampire did not wait for the killing move it imagined.

This old guy who had to take two deep breaths after hitting the axe, seemed to really have no trump card.

Several other vampires also saw the old man's weakness. They looked at each other, and then they all stepped forward to test him like the vampire just now.

Like a pack of wild dogs hunting buffalo on the prairie, they were consuming Whist's energy bit by bit.

The last probing vampire dodged the old man's slash, which had slowed down a lot, and retreated back.

They concluded that this old guy was really dying.

Instant Noodle Head also saw that Whist was strong on the outside but weak on the inside, and thought about it.

"To prevent another incident, let's bleed this old guy first."

The vampires, who were excited by hearing the blood, started to harass them with evil smiles.

Whist would often aim his ax at a vampire that was attacking him, and when he tried to chop it down, another would come up and leave a bloody mark on his body.

A few minutes later, Whist had turned into a bloody man.

His eyes were turning black, and if it weren't for the breath that was still holding in his heart to support him, he would have been unconscious.

……

In the universe, a city that combines technology and classical music is suspended in the galaxy.

Asgard!The kingdom of gods!

Next to the golden palace rising from the ground, a magnificent and solemn huge palace guards the side.

This is the Hall of Heroes, the paradise of the fighting spirits of the nine realms.

In the main hall, a burly heroic spirit with a pair of axes on his waist was having a drink with a blond male god.

"Pah! Good wine!"

The wine glass was slammed to the ground, and the wine stuck to the wall of the glass splashed everywhere along with the broken porcelain pieces, and the aroma of the wine spread.

Breaking glasses while drinking seems to be some kind of tradition here, and the thick layer of porcelain shards on the ground also showed that the two of them had drank a lot.

"Evor, I still don't understand why you asked Sif to teach that descendant of yours the Assassin's Dance."

The blond male god took another plate of wine from the bartender and placed it in front of their table.

"As far as I know, your descendant is a male Midgardian.

Why do you want to teach him the female assassin's dance? Are you...? "

The male god winked.

"Did you wake up to some strange hobby after spending a long time with the warriors?"

"Thor Odinson!"

The tall heroic spirit named Eivor drew out the Viking battle ax from his waist.

"Okay, okay I apologize! I'll punish myself with three drinks!"

The blond male god has no pretensions to being a god. He is a top general and is very good at getting along with these fighting men.

He apologized proficiently, and then drank three glasses of wine generously, but his curiosity did not diminish at all.

Eivor looked at the eyes of the male god opposite him who were seeking knowledge, and it was difficult to refuse. After all, the other person was the prince of Asgard and the God of Thunder of Asgard.

"You should know all about my experience."

Thor nodded. The past of every heroic spirit is comparable to a magnificent epic. He loved hearing these stories when he was a child.

Of course, I still love listening to it now.

But now he wants to create his own history, such as completely conquering Asgard's enemies, the ice giant's world, Jotunheim!

“Because my hometown, Norway, was devastated by war, I led my people across the icy North Sea.

After going through many dangers, he arrived at the land of England where the royal power was fragmented but rich in products. "

Eivor picked up the wine glass and took a sip, his eyes blurred, as if he had traveled through time and space and saw himself at that time.

“But the good life doesn’t come easily.

My people and I were attacked by the Saxons, including King Alfred the Great of the Kingdom of Wessex.

Alfred hoped to be the sole ruler of civilized England, and they regarded me and my people as savage heathens.

Whether it is political alliances, operational decisions, battles, or assassinations of enemy chiefs, I must move forward because there is an ethnic group behind me.

Fortunately, in the end, I led my people to obtain enough resources and wealth, and we Vikings were finally able to settle in our new homeland. "

He drank all the wine in the glass without adding more, but stroked the battle ax on his waist.

"I can see that there is hatred in the eyes of my descendant. My people also died at the hands of the enemy, and I also had that deep-seated hatred.

but!Thor! "

He pulled out the ax and placed it on the table, pointing to the battle scars on it.

“Most of the scars here are not caused by hatred.

Only hatred cannot make you a true assassin, at least for me.

Unless he can understand..."

"Understand what?"

Thor has been attracted by the heroic spirit's words.

"Understand that hatred is not the force that supports him, at least not entirely, but attachment and responsibility to living relatives are!!"

……

Whist felt that he was going to die. His axes had been taken away and he was tied to a chair with a rope by the vampire.

They were torturing him, but he didn't care!

He seemed to see his dead wife and children waving to him, but it had been so long that the appearance of his wife and children were blurred.

Sorry, I can't even remember what you looked like.

I'm sorry, I can't avenge you.

sorry……

Blade, I can't accompany you any longer...

Actually...I understand now that compared to killing vampires.

I would rather see the day when you get married and have children...

[Midgard - from the "Movie Series, Thor", also known as Midgard, Earth, Blue Star, etc. 】

[Sif - from "The Movie Series, Thor"]

[Thor Odinson - from "Movie Series, Thor"]

[Eivor - from "Game, Assassin's Creed: Hall of Valor"]