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Surprises came very suddenly.

By the same token, scares—another word carrying the character for "surprise"—also came very suddenly.

At the very least, Valkyrie and Tibalt felt that deeply at this moment.

"My lord, may I ask what orders you have?"

After secretly bolstering his courage.

Valkyrie asked the crucial question.

And as the one being questioned, Orsaga did not disappoint him.

He answered very directly:

"No orders."

After saying that, he gave Valkyrie's head a little toss, then casually threw it at the door outside, intending to add some decoration to it.

It was only then.

Out of the corner of his eye, Valkyrie saw the familiar body lying on the ground beside the dumbstruck Tibalt, and gradually realized something.

It seemed he was already dead?

The situation really had come rather suddenly.

How had he died?

Before he could figure out that somewhat serious and profound question.

Valkyrie, embedded in the great door, felt the vicious searing of the flames clinging to it.

Those infinitely hot flames were like the swiftest flesh-shaving blades, instantly burning away Valkyrie's divinely protected skin, flesh, and hair.

The brain matter hidden deep within his skull also turned into something like water vapor and burst out through his eye sockets...

In only a few seconds.

A skull with nothing but a soul inside it, endlessly suffering the flames' searing, appeared upon the door.

Then Valkyrie's wails, like an insignificant tributary, gradually merged with the wails issuing from those hundreds of millions of skulls, becoming part of them...

And Tibalt, Valkyrie's plastic-friendship companion.

At this moment, had no mind to care about the other's little problem at all.

As one of the witnesses present.

Even with his broad experience, he had no way of judging just how vast the gap in strength between himself and