Siegfried? Siegfried Kallen!!!

He looked out at the snow beyond the window, a certain resolve rising within him.

True justice, an unshackled life, awaited him.

He had practically already taken a step toward letting himself out through the window...

But at the very instant he stepped forward—

A vague sensation called out to him.

What was that feeling?

Hesitation gradually appeared on Siegfried's face.

It was as though he had received some kind of summons.

The location was...

His father's study?

When he was preparing to flee the family,

going back to his father's study was undoubtedly meaningless.

The right choice was to quickly grab some cash, then pack a backpack full of provisions from the family kitchen.

But...

That call was simply too strong.

By the time he came to his senses,

he was already standing outside his father's study.

And in his hands, he was holding a strange book.

The book was already open.

It was filled with ancient incantations he could not understand at all.

The incantations seemed to possess some kind of magic, instinctively drawing Siegfried's mind into them. He even crossed the barrier of language and began chanting them.

"You are the hunter, you are the hound, you are the Warrior's Soul."

"You are the lingering wind of the Wild Hunt, the king who devoured the Dragon Heart, the dawn of destruction."

"Answer my summons and come forth."

As the chant ended, a scorching mark suddenly appeared on the back of his hand.

That burning pain

made Siegfried, who was not yet an old bastard, reveal a startled expression.

He...

had unknowingly completed a hymn of praise to the Great Hero Siegfried?!!

Siegfried.

The protagonist of the prose epic "Volsunga Saga."

In the Norse world, his status was much like Heracles in Greece, Sun Wukong in China, and