Cursed Warrior, Loki Rescues Mother

That was such an ugly face!

It looked as though it had been hastily pieced together from the faces of five different people...

What kind of monster is this?!

I feel the aura of death coming from him!

Foul... evil... ugly!

Evil shall surely be cleansed!

Yet the attacker completely ignored what the guards were saying; he merely tilted his head and quietly admired Queen Frigga's mature, delicate, and charming face.

That familiar, lewd gaze instantly allowed Frigga to identify him.

"It's you! That audacious Dark Elf!"

The attacker revealed a 'smile', the face patched together from skin of different complexions wrinkling up together to look exceptionally ferocious and terrifying.

"I am Algrim!"

His voice was unusually shrill, as sharp as a cutting tool scraping across glass.

Algrim leaned close to Frigga's face and took a deep sniff.

Sniff—!

A look of pleasure appeared on his face.

"You smell so good~~"

Frigga's complexion instantly turned flushed.

"You...?!'"

The Golden Palace Guards surrounding him were even more filled with righteous indignation.

"Scoundrel!" the guard captain roared furiously, scolding, "You evil creature, how dare you desecrate Her Majesty the Queen!"

Algrim turned his head to look over, his crimson eyes staring gloomily at him.

The guard captain raised his weapon and shouted aloud, "Brothers, charge with me! Rescue Her Majesty the Queen and cleanse this evil monster!"

Having said that, he took the lead and charged forward.

Frigga hastily stopped him, saying, "Don't come over! He is a Cursed Warrior among the Dark Elves!"

Yet the guard captain clearly did not understand what kind of ghostly thing a Dark Elf—supposedly extinct in legends—was, let alone how terrifying a Cursed Warrior among the Dark Elves might be.

He charged forward so bravely, and then flew back even faster...

"Captain!"

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