Thrud Valkyrie, a True Valkyrie
"The Lostbelt overseen by the one called Hinako is utterly not worth discussing any further."
While Fujimaru Ritsuka and the others were fighting the giants, a debate was taking place within the palace of ice and snow?
"Of the remaining five, three are equally beneath notice."
That was the queen's assessment of the other Lostbelts.
"So, just as you said—it seems we must cooperate with those immense beings in Greece?"
Greece. Immense beings.
"I believe that is the wisest choice."
Ophelia dipped her head slightly as she spoke to Her Majesty the Queen.
"Though Peperoncino is an excellent Crypter, and I have no doubts whatsoever about his abilities, the Lostbelt under his jurisdiction is also an exceptionally fine one."
"But in the end, his is not equal to ours."
"Between Lostbelts both ruled by a single god, I still prefer Scandinavia's environment."
The queen nodded in satisfaction at Ophelia's words.
"Mm, it seems we are thinking the same thing this time, Ophelia."
"I quite like that Crypter, but that Lostbelt itself is filled with an air that makes me hate it from the bottom of my heart."
"...Though honestly, even that place is far better than the Central Plains overseen by the one called Hinako."
"Erasing the self is simply not a method of survival."
At those words, the corner of Ophelia's mouth twitched involuntarily.
Are you seriously saying that?
Sometimes, what you do is no different from that emperor.
Though one chose it willingly, while the other was forced into it.
"Still, the name Peperoncino is quite interesting. It gives me a faint impression of cuteness."
The queen paid no heed to Ophelia's thoughts and continued speaking to herself.
"Mm, cute."
As she said that, she even nodded.
*What part of that name is