The Valkyrie sisters Brunhilde and Göll looked at the girl standing in the doorway. She seemed somewhat different from what they had imagined. She looked no older than thirteen or fourteen, with long golden hair and green eyes.
Her hair was tied into twin tails that fell over her shoulders. She wore a deep-purple, high-slit, off-the-shoulder bodysuit that looked somewhat like an extravagant formal dress, yet also unlike one.
Her armlets, long gloves, middle-finger sleeves, and other accessories were extremely eye-catching. Her legs were even more asymmetrical—one clad in a thigh-high garter stocking, the other in pantyhose, their lengths uneven.
And then there was the raven perched on her shoulder!
The eyepatch and raven on her shoulder made Brunhilde think of Odin, the supreme god of Northern Europe! It was practically the exact same look...
Combined with the lightning she wielded, this...
"Hello! I'm Brunhilde, and this is my younger sister, Göll. You're Fischl, right? Welcome!"
After sizing Fischl up, Brunhilde felt a little uneasy. Compared with the human fighters who had fought before, the girl before her seemed... a little weak.
Could she really defeat a god?
But Brunhilde did not show it. Perhaps the girl had hidden her strength. Questioning her outright would be highly inappropriate.
"Pleased to make your acquaintance. I—the Prinzessin der Verurteilung, known by my true name as Fischl—have descended upon this realm at destiny's summons! Moved by the tribulations of this world, only the name of this princess shall sweep all obstacles aside..."
In response to Brunhilde's greeting, Fischl held her hands in an exceptionally chuunibyou pose and introduced herself to the Valkyrie sisters.
"Huh?"
Göll looked utterly bewildered, as if asking, What are you talking about? Why could she not understand a single word?
Yet somehow, it still sounded incredibly impressive.
"Sister Brunhilde,