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A/N: Before we start, I would like to explain myself why I omitted the idea of the Protagonist having a child with Rossweisse. I find it to be 'off' or irrelevant with the story, especially the direction where this narrative is going. Now with that out of the way, let's dive into the chapter.
CHAPTER ELEVEN: A FAMILIAR PRESENCE
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Battle Coliseum, Folkvangr
Hakuno Kishinami stood in front of a crowd the next day with a magic handcuffs on his wrists.
A crowd full of supernatural women who want nothing but to see how he would fair in front of their leader, of their goddess. He had been drag into the amphitheater by the guards the moment the first ray of the sun descended on Asgard. The process of his transfer was rather semi-rough; the female wardens that were in charge of his cell would poke him with the blunt side of their spears while pushing him all the while expelling some degrading words of disgust and loathing.
At those times, he had to endure a pain in his head caused by a rant of a certain golden haired king.
His stomach growled but it's noise failed in comparison to the crowd's shouting and cheering. He wasn't given anything to eat since his capture. He supposed it was a punishment for his 'perverted' acts. Despite his internal disagreement of how these people labeled him a pervert, there was a reason why he had to endure this kind of humiliation... this mockery.
His brown orbs then darted at the female platinum blonde sitting on one of the theater's seat. Beside the woman was the maiden from yesterday, Seigrune if he remembered it correctly, sending daggers of stares towards him and an old lady Valkyrie that somehow have resemblance to Rossweisse. He deduced that the old lady was a relative of the platinum blonde.
Unlike the woman Siegrune, the old valkyrie was giving him an introspective look.
"So Midgardian are you ready to face your judgement?"
A loud booming yet feminine voice echoed, prompting the loud arena to be filled with silence. There, above the amphitheater was a chariot hovering in the air, with two large blue cats that were more ferocious in terms of size in front. Aboard the cat-chariot was no other than the Norse Goddess of beauty, fertility, and war herself, Freyja. Donned with her battle gear and her cloak of falcon feathers, the goddess already stunning glamour radiated more than it ever was , causing the crowd below to applaud and cheer in reverence and support.
"Freyja-sama! Freyja-sama!"
The cheers of the valkyries were deafening. The brown haired man mentally noted as he watched the crowd exploded in an uproar. If a human had to stood in his place in this particular event, surely the cries of amazon women would surely make one's knees to tremble in sheer fear and amount of pressure.
Luckily for him, he was no regular human.
The magnificent chariot then descended towards the ground and the hail of support coming from the audience doubled, no tripled even. The difference this time was that there were words of jeer, jibe, and insults presented, mostly being thrown at him. The batch of ridicules died however once the goddess raised her hand at the crowd.
A sign of silence.
"Did you not hear me, human?" Freyja spoke as she stepped out from her chariot. "I asked you if you are ready to face your judgement yet you didn't answer me. Perhaps it was the gravity induced by my valkyries that pushed your tongue down your throat?"
At the goddess' words, the four corners of the battle coliseum were then filled with stifled laughter and snickers coming from the audience. Hakuno had to reeled himself as his mind was then filled with voices of complaints coming from a certain someone.
"I apologize." He started, "I was distracted by the sheer volume of people who wanted nothing more but to see my demise in the hands of their goddess such as yourself Freyja-sama. It was more of amazement than fear as what you wanted to believe, I'm afraid."
As those words managed to escape from his lips, gasps began to coalesced on the crowd.
"Did he just..."
"That human..."
"He already sealed his fate..."
As the crowd were baffled on how such life form mouthed such rudeness towards a goddess like Freyja, the goddess in question however was not insulted by such statements. Rather, it made her more curious about the man standing in front of her.
There was no hint of fear in his eyes. If the Lady could tell one thing beyond those brown Midgardian orbs, it was the serene calmness that it radiated.
Confidence and courage.
"Or maybe he was a fool to begin with?" The goddess mused inwardly as she glanced at the man. The Goddess of Love tried to look into Hakuno's heart to find what was inside of such fragile heart yet the moment she tried to do so, she didn't receive anything in return.
"What is this?" Freyja asked herself as she tried to willed her Authority inside the human. "I can't see anything...this man..." Her eyes narrowing, Freyja pointed her spear towards her prisoner.
"Answer me, you offender. What are you?"
"I'm just a human..." Hakuno spoke with benevolence as his eyes directed towards one particular woman with platinum hair within the crowd. "...who fell in love with a Valkyrie."
That one particular individual slightly fidgeted as several eyes fawned towards her.
"So you standing here today is just to prove your feelings to one of my child?" The goddess inquired to which the brown haired lad nodded without hesitation. A smile then crept on the goddess' face upon hearing such answer.
At the waved of her fingers, the magic restraints on Hakuno's wrists dispersed.
"Well then," Freyja said as she took a stance. "In this last hour of yours, show me the extent of the love you had for my child human."
Hakuno Kishinami didn't mind to reply with words of his own as he adopted a stance of his own, his consciousness diving within the deepest part of his soul.
Magic Circuits began to flare.
Magical Energy began to excite with such vigor.
CODE_CAST:{change(Einherjar)}
Grain rushes forth as it encapsulated his entire being.
Gladsheim Fortress, Valhalla
"Oh~ Those curves! Gehehe..."
An elderly man with long, grey hair, and a matching beard and wears an eye patch over his left eye portrayed a lecherous grin as his hands flipped over pages of a magazine showcasing naked forms of various women. His bluish right eye were sparkling akin to a twinkling star as his vision roamed around the well-endowed parts of bare pictures of the magazine.
"That roundness... I want to grab those!"
This man whose mouth was leaking out of saliva due to excessive perversion while lying on his bed was no other than the Chief of the Norse Gods, Odin. He is a great leader, a just ruler, and beloved and revered by the masses especially by the young generations of the Norse Faction. Unfortunately, he is a big pervert whose love for breasts knows no bounds.
"Hehehe, young women and their breasts make this old geezer young ag-"
The god's supposed ecstatic behavior was instantaneously cut as a sudden jolt of chilling sensation touched his build, sensing a very familiar presence that he knew already faded away a long time ago. The Norse god jumped off from his bed and immediately peek his head at the window, eye widened as he directed his gaze on the location where Freyja's Folkvangr was located.
"This is... Sigmund...?" Odin said with uncertainty, his eye squinting as he gave a deep feeling to the presence that got his attention. "And Ask...? Seriously!?"
His voice was one of surprise and disbelief. Who wouldn't? Sigmund was his descendant through his son Sigi, who died in order to fulfill a prophecy which Odin had a hand on the King's demise, which he silently regret. And Ask, the first male human that he and his brothers successfully crafted and introduced to Midgard or Earth alongside Ask's wife Embla.
In which both are supposed to be dead.
Without any hesitation, Odin tossed aside his perverted magazine as he donned his personal garb and went outside his private room, heading towards Freyja's Folvangr.