"A clan that was lost in Eluin?" Brando asked, puzzled. "Isn't the War Goddess a form of inheritance? Is this kind of inheritance related to bloodlines as well?"
Freya shook her head. She turned around and pointed at the glowing Valkyrie Mark on her forehead. "Andria told me that the War Goddess's inheritance comes from this. She said this mark contains the vast knowledge and memories passed down through the generations of War Goddesses. It can be transferred voluntarily, or inherited through the bloodline by the next generation. However, only women can accept the mark, and the same applies to bloodline inheritance. When the mark is transferred, no matter which method is used, the original owner of the mark will lose the War Goddess's abilities."
A silver rune shone in the darkness on Freya's fair forehead. It resembled a crown with five prongs, its points stretching far upward like spreading thorns, yet also like a blazing flame. Under the radiance of the mark, Freya's face looked extraordinarily holy, as if she were a goddess—aloof and noble. Brando was momentarily spellbound. The mark was reflected in his eyes, sparkling brilliantly.
Buchi's Valkyrie blushed slightly under his gaze. She lowered her head and lightly tapped the ground with the tip of her boot.
Only then did Brando realize that he had been rude. He hurriedly coughed to conceal his embarrassment, then asked, "So, this mark is connected to your mother? Do you have any memories of her?"
Freya paused, then gently shook her head. "I... I've never met my mother. Actually, everything I know about my father was also told to me by Lord Oufwell and Her Highness Princess Griffine. I grew up in Buchi from as far back as I can remember. My childhood memories are of the mountains and wilderness