King Solomon's True Goal Is... / "Three Thousand Years from Now, the Kingdom of Magic Shall Descend"

So he intended to go all out. Even at the risk of suffering a spacetime backlash and throwing their souls into disarray or even destroying them, he would drag them back to their original time and space. At that point, they would be nothing more than walking corpses.

"Don't rush, Mr. Berial. Those two may not necessarily be enemies."

King Solomon's intervention made Berial frown.

What did that mean? What gave him the right to say that?

"Right, Valkyrie of the Norse—Brunhilde?"

The human Solomon narrowed his eyes slightly and accurately named her identity.

In fact, after Berial had been summoned and ordered to keep quiet, he had already learned this human's identity—Solomon.

After Solomon said that, Berial noticed the older Valkyrie's stunned reaction. She was visibly shaken. Had he guessed correctly?

Berial could not help feeling that Solomon was somewhat eerie.

How could he be so certain that Valkyrie was Brunhilde?

And how could he be so certain Brunhilde was not an enemy?

"Then, Miss Brunhilde, you've been observing me for quite some time, haven't you?"

After hearing this, Berial saw the Valkyrie react again. He had guessed right again?

That was truly bizarre.

The only reason Berial had noticed that she was peering at them from history was because they had come too close and suddenly caused too much of a disturbance.

But how had Solomon determined that he had been watched for some time?

It was as if Solomon could see directly through the barrier of time and space. No, that was not right. It was more like Solomon had foreseen the future.

"Let me guess why you came to observe me, Miss Brunhilde. You want to oppose the gods, so you were watching me, weren't you?"

Berial had thought it would be some astonishing guess, but that was all?

Since Solomon had already said she had been observing him for some time and that she was not an enemy, reaching that conclusion was only natural.

Then King Solomon spoke in an amused tone.

"Ragnarok, right?"

Those words shook the Valkyrie intensely.

Ragnarok?

There was a special clause in the Valhalla Constitution: Article 62, Item 15. It stipulated a special provision—a one-on-one final battle between gods and humans, proposing that thirteen gods face thirteen humans in one-on-one duels in Gods vs. Humans Ragnarok, commonly known as Ragnarok.

That was what he meant, right?

If Berial remembered correctly, this clause could be invoked when, during the Humanity Survival Conference held in the Valhalla Council chamber once every thousand years, the gods decided they would no longer guide humanity and passed judgment upon Humanity's End. When no one could stop it, this special clause could be used to secure humanity's last sliver of hope.

Yet ever since humanity was born on this planet, this special clause had never been invoked even once.

The gods had never believed it would be activated, because humanity could never defeat the gods. That was common sense. That was a law of the universe.

So this Valkyrie had come because, at some point in the future, that clause would be activated?

Humanity had finally been declared doomed in the Valhalla Council chamber?

And this Valkyrie had entered Akasha's Chamber to search through humanity's seven million years of history for humans capable of contending against the gods?

Was that it?

The Valkyrie before him was even more shaken after Solomon spoke. She was clearly frightened, and she blurted something out—though he could not hear it.

Separated by a barrier of time and space, her voice normally could not pass through. Still, Berial could roughly guess what she had said.

Why do you know that? Something like that.

Thus, Solomon's accurate guess this time shocked Berial even more. It made Solomon seem even stranger to him, and Berial felt an invisible pressure from him—perhaps even a trace of terror.

Since Solomon had mentioned Ragnarok, that meant he likely knew about the Humanity Survival Conference held once every thousand years in the Valhalla Council chamber as well.

"Then, Miss Brunhilde, hmm—"

Solomon closed his eyes as he spoke.

"You came from the future, right? Hmm, it doesn't seem to be too distant a future. It is—"

After murmuring to himself, he opened his eyes, which seemed to perceive everything in the world.

"You came from three thousand years in the future, right!"

Berial once again saw the Valkyrie's expression change. He had guessed right again!

Solomon's behavior truly gave him the illusion that he possessed omniscient and omnipotent power, just like God.

At that moment, Berial believed even more in the possibility of Solomon's god-slaying alliance succeeding.

"So that means humanity only has three thousand years left? That still feels like quite a long time."

His voice was utterly carefree, without the slightest worry, as though it had nothing to do with him.

That attitude made Berial pause, though he was not particularly surprised.

For mythical beings like them, three thousand years was a short time. It would pass quickly.

But for humanity, it was an incredibly long time.

After all, humans were short-lived species. Even if they were fortunate, they could live for little more than a hundred years.

For Solomon, if he could not break through the limits of a human lifespan, his bones would have long since turned to dust after three thousand years.

Such a long span of time left him powerless to help.

Of course, if Ragnarok were truly held now, Solomon could still take part.

However, Solomon's purpose in taking part would likely not be to preserve humanity.

Berial's expression changed slightly again as he realized this.

Everything connected now. Everything Solomon had done was for the sake of slaying gods on that stage!

Although the current Solomon was absolutely no match for them, once Solomon was formally summoned from history, he would be the Solomon who had lived through his entire life. By then, he would be far stronger than he was now.

Perhaps the complete Solomon summoned from history would truly possess the power to slay gods.

At that moment, Berial found Solomon even more terrifying. He felt as though he were making a deal with a demon.

Hmm? Making a deal with a demon?

Thinking that, Berial could not help but sneer at himself.

As the mighty Demon King, he had actually entertained such a thought.

"Miss Brunhilde, I already understand why you came. You may return now. And please, do not spy on me anymore."

Solomon, or Bai Yue, spoke those words with refined gentleness and raised the corner of his lips.

That Valkyrie must have been terrified.

"Mr. Berial, let them return."

"Are you sure you want to let them leave, King Solomon?"

This was the first time Berial had formally addressed him with an honorific. It was a show of respect, placing Solomon on equal footing with himself.

"Mm."

After King Solomon nodded in confirmation, Berial withdrew his power.

At that moment, the transparent figures in their field of view became increasingly faint until they seemed to merge into space and vanish.

"Sister Brunhilde!"

Once the terrifying sensation, as though the Finger of Death had brushed across her back, disappeared, Goll looked at her sister, who remained standing motionless, and spoke in a trembling voice filled with unease, fear, and self-reproach.

If she had not suddenly sneezed, they would not have been discovered. They had nearly been finished.

It had been truly terrifying. That was King of Hell Berial, a Sovereign-class existence.

"Then excuse us, King Solomon."

Brunhilde deeply studied the refined gentleman before giving a farewell bow.

They had truly discovered another terrifying human, one who made her spine crawl.

He knew who she was, knew why she had come, and even knew that Ragnarok would be activated three thousand years later.

It was as if there was nothing King Solomon did not know. His unfathomable display had frightened her so badly that cold sweat soaked her clothes.

So after bowing in farewell, she truly had no intention of lingering to watch any longer.

He looked peaceful and approachable, easy to speak with, and seemed quite human. Yet to Brunhilde, he possessed not the slightest emotion.

It was as though what stood there was merely an abnormal existence clad in a human appearance.

Since he had already gently warned her not to continue spying on him, she naturally knew better than to overstay her welcome.

Log out~!

Solomon's True Purpose Is...

Ragnarok?

Akasha's Chamber.

When Goll saw the familiar surroundings, the youngest of the Norse Valkyries finally felt at ease.

Her previously tense body relaxed, and it was as though all strength had drained from her at once. She collapsed weakly onto the ground.

"Goll, what happened to you two?"

A gentle, pleasant voice full of concern rang out. Looking toward it, Goll saw a beautiful figure enter her sight.

Her long brown hair gleamed, her delicate features were soft and gentle, and her fair, translucent skin was striking.

She had a slender figure like Sister Brunhilde's and wore a simple yet elegant dress.

This beautiful woman radiated an aura that made Goll feel warm from head to toe.

"Sister Lantigreese, I'm fine. I was just scared."

Lantigreese was the name of this beautiful and gentle woman. She was also Goll's sister, one of the Valkyries, and the fourth eldest among the thirteen sisters.

The tenderness she radiated dispelled the panic filling Goll's body and mind.

"Scared? Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Your sister is right here. I'll protect you."

Lantigreese pulled her youngest sister into her arms.

She did not ask what had frightened her or what she had seen.

She also looked toward her sister, and the tension in her face eased.

"Sister, are you all right?"

Lantigreese was deeply worried about her eldest sister Brunhilde's desperate efforts to stop the gods from bringing Humanity's End upon humanity.

Naturally, Lantigreese would not stop Brunhilde. She would support her with all her heart. The Valkyrie sisters did not wish to see Humanity's End either.

Compared to the gods, the Valkyries had a closer relationship with humanity. How could they possibly stand by and do nothing?

"I'm fine~"

Brunhilde shook her head.

Now one thing was certain. One of the Supreme Four Pillars had entered Akasha's Chamber earlier for the purpose of deliberately making her discover King Solomon's extraordinary existence.

It had been to make her summon King Solomon!

Other than that, there had been no intention of harming her.

"Hehehehe, hahahahaha!"

Grasping her face, Brunhilde let out a slightly manic laugh.

That behavior made her two younger sisters look at her with concern.

"Sister."

"Don't worry, I'm really fine, Lantigreese. Rather, I'm incredibly happy right now. I'm one step closer to achieving my goal!"