Broken wings

In the café, Arcueid was flipping through the "Bodhidharma Sutra" in his hands. Crimson Moon had originally obtained this secret manual from the Sun and Moon Elders, and at that time she could sense its extraordinary nature.

Now, rereading it is like a young child rereading a classic novel as an adult; only then do its profound meanings become apparent.

"Until now, you've finally made me feel that choosing to live with you was the right decision."

Crimson Moon's voice echoed in his mind. At this moment, she rarely praised Arcueid, as if a mother were surprised and delighted to find her naughty child studying in his room.

"Choice? It's not like you had a choice back then..."

Arcueid said irritably that coexisting with Crimson Moon was a mutually beneficial arrangement for her. Therefore, it should have been an equal relationship, but Crimson Moon always acted like a patriarch.

"Heh, you've become quite stubborn. But I was rather surprised; you were actually so well-behaved when we went to that palace. Thousands of years have passed, and I thought that growth was something that couldn't possibly happen to you."

"There's no atmosphere whatsoever in that situation. I don't want his first experience to be in that cramped walk-in closet."

Arcueid muttered to herself. The café was quiet. She had not only the Bodhidharma Sutra beside her, but also many art-related books. If she were wearing glasses, she would look like a very knowledgeable and well-mannered girl.

Not long after, the café door opened, and a cat-eared girl in a black, white, and purple dress walked in. This café was very eerie; sometimes strange people would come in from across the street.

Most people just come for a coffee, and they are usually served by Neco-Arc. Sometimes, this coffee shop will suddenly appear in some street corners, but most people don't seem to notice it at all.

Do you have any wine?

"Hmm? Isn't this Miss Atalanta? Weren't you on a date?"

"Don't even mention it... This Valkyrie suddenly appeared out of nowhere... and she let another woman climb on top of her during a secret rendezvous at night... What a disgrace."

Upon hearing this, Arcueid's face instantly lit up with joy, giving off an expression that seemed to say, "Tell me what's bothering you, and I'll cheer you up."

At the same time, she generously placed a nearly fifteen-liter bottle of vodka on the table.

You have your stories, I have my wine.

Oh dear, I thought I was the only one having bad luck. It seems like today is just an inauspicious day.

The Valkyrie are the daughters of Odin, the king of the gods in Northern Europe mythology. Their duty is to find brave heroes on earth, guide them to Valhalla, and serve as warriors to fight the giants at Ragnarok.

As for why we can be sure that the girl is Valkyrie, one reason is that the small wings on her head are very distinctive. Another reason is that the pattern on her white robe is faintly visible, the same as the one on the shield of the Valkyrie who died in battle.

Bai Mo led her into a guest room in the Kremlin. When they first met, she was covered in wounds, like a car that had been in an accident. It was fortunate that she was Odin's creation, otherwise she would never have been able to get here.

As the sun slowly rose, Atalanta, already unconscious from her drunken stupor, and the city began to awaken, the Valkyrie opened her eyes.

"Where am I...? Strange, I don't remember being..."

"Someone shoved a mind controller into my head, and then I traveled all this way to get struck by lightning."

The steady voice startled her, and then she belatedly realized that there was a stranger in this unfamiliar room.

"I'm... I'm sorry!"

"You didn't do anything wrong, why should you apologize?"

Bai Mo's words were very calm, and the Valkyrie lowered her head, somewhat at a loss. After a while, she mustered her courage to look Bai Mo in the eye and introduced herself:

"Um... thank you for giving me a bed. My name is Ortlinde, and I'm... well, you could say I'm a refugee."

Hearing her refer to herself as a refugee, Bai Mo raised an eyebrow. The little girl in front of him, stripped of her clothes, was completely unrecognizable as the Valkyrie from Northern Europe mythology who fought alongside heroes against giants.

"A refugee? Can you tell me what's happening in Northern Europe? In return, I'll provide you with shelter and food."

Bai Mo picked up a stool and sat down beside her, while Ortlinde nodded timidly.

"My memory is a bit muddled; I can't remember much. Listen to this first and see if it meets your needs before deciding whether to proceed with the transaction..."

After a while, Ortlinde sat on the edge of the bed, sipping her tomato soup. The slightly overcooked beef and red gravy, mixed with a sweet and sour taste, were perfect for stimulating the appetite of someone recovering from serious injuries and exhaustion.

The soup had a sweet and sour taste with a hint of saltiness. She didn't cry out, but two clear tears dripped into the red-painted soup.

"A sun raining down fire, endless earthquakes, vanishing gods and ice and snow... This is rather abstract. Is that Ragnarok over there?"

Bai Mo sat in Shi's study, looking at the information provided by Ortlinde, feeling somewhat helpless. It took Ortlinde nearly half an hour to barely recall these things, during which time she trembled all over, as if she had witnessed some great horror.

Forcing her to continue recalling these memories could potentially cause significant psychological trauma.

Judging from the current situation, Ortlinde is probably a spy sent by the Lan Clan from the Great Qin Dynasty. However, the originally safe path has turned the entire mountain range into a plain because of the battle between Bai Mo and Terrible Emperor.

Therefore, she was immediately attacked by the Terrible Emperor in his semi-dreaming state upon her arrival. Most of her wounds were inflicted in this way. It's no wonder she's Odin's creation; even in her semi-sleep and unconscious state, the Terrible Emperor didn't kill her.

But unfortunately, it damaged the Dream Creator inside her head, causing her to behave extremely strangely, but thankfully it has been removed.

"So, you're not planning to have her come with you to Northern Europe? Having a local with you would make things go more smoothly, wouldn't it?"

Shi sat opposite Bai Mo, flipping through the book in her hands while asking with concern. Her gaze swept across the pages, like that of a couple sitting in a library on campus, her eyes filled with a unique emotion.

"She hasn't lost her memories of Valkyrie, but she still identifies as a refugee; perhaps she's lost her will to fight. She's even lost her shield and gun; she's not fit for the battlefield now."

"That's a bit of a shame. If there were a local involved, things would probably have gone much more smoothly."

This is true. Bai Mo's side also received a lot of help from the locals, and Anastasia, who was sent by the Counter Force, played a key role in the final battle.

Even now, she continues to maintain stability in Russia. Without her, bloodshed would be inevitable, and the place wouldn't be so peaceful, saving Bai Mo a lot of trouble.

"Don't be too definitive. Things aren't really settled yet, so who can say for sure? A shield that's been laid down can be picked up again."

A somewhat abrupt sound came from outside the space, along with a small ball of light. Bai Wunan did not appear, but the sound penetrated through the house.

"That's true. My friend really messed with me back then, but he just vented his frustrations and then went back to figuring out how to beat me. But that girl doesn't necessarily have that kind of brainless perseverance."

He reached out and took it; it was extracted from Bai Wubian's body. Immediately afterward, Bai Mo's cultivation began to surge, reaching 810,000 horsepower.

"Not at your limit yet... Hmm, this is about the maximum power you unleashed before, but unfortunately your body was in terrible shape back then. But it's alright, it'll only be a matter of a few days."

When a powerful individual reaches the Complete Realm, unless constrained by the environment, they will smoothly reach 990,000 horsepower within a few years, without any bottlenecks whatsoever.

Bai Mo did not use the same method of absorbing Primordial Spirit as Bai Wunan had used before, but rather repaired Primordial Spirit. Naturally, Bai Wunan would not allow Bai Mo to use a method that might have side effects.

"The upper limit this time should be around 820,000 horses."

Bai Mo clenched his fist secretly, then turned and went to cultivate.