Crypter

Skadi's barrier was bustling with activity, a welcome change from before. Looking at the busy Valkyrie below, Skadi felt a mix of relief and wistfulness.

Although many people come and go, these Valkyrie do not rejoice in victory, nor are they discouraged by defeat. If the first generation of Valkyrie created by Odin can still be called life, then the second generation of Valkyrie are pure machines.

"We wanted to put on a banquet large enough to fill a palace, but in the end, we couldn't even gather enough people to share the joy of victory at a single table."

"Goddess, when did you become so sentimental?"

Ophelia approached Skadi, and beside her stood a heroic spirit clad in black armor, wielding a crimson demon Heroic Spirit. The Heroic Spirit was covered in the blood of a dragon, as if it had just emerged from a fierce battle.

"Ophelia, I'm just feeling a bit sentimental. It's truly inappropriate to put loss on the banquet table. Come, follow me to greet that warrior and that brave Valkyrie."

"Huh? Am I going too? To be honest, I don't really want to show up right now..."

"No."

Skadi made her tough stance clear in the simplest of words.

Outside, Ortlinde Riding Gullfaxi, shield in her left hand and spear in her right, her swan-themed attire billowing in the wind, the magnificent steed leaving everything around her behind.

If she could control her expression and be a little more serious, she would look every bit the majestic Valkyrie.

As Bai Mo flew ahead and approached the entrance to the barrier, Ortlinde hurriedly dismounted from Gullfaxi. In Bai Mo's Northern Europe mythology, Valkyrie Riding winged horses to find warriors, but this was not the case here.

Looking at her figure and her coordination with Gullfaxi, he felt that he had made the right decision.

"Shouldn't we practice a little more? There's no way to avoid the fire and rain inside, nor can we hone our riding skills on the frost."

"No, um... oh, I'm sorry."

Ortlinde pulled up her hood, trying to cover her flushed cheeks.

Was the high speed affecting blood flow? Bai Mo sensed Ortlinde's condition and then decided that there was no need to rush to train her riding skills today.

"I've already said, there's no need to apologize for this kind of thing."

Soon, the barrier opened, and the Ice Goddess welcomed the warriors back. Besides her, Bai Mo also met the Crypter of this Lostbelt: Ophelia Famsolone.

"Welcome, warriors. Hmm, isn't this Gullfaxi? It actually came back with you willingly; it seems a glorious battle took place."

Skadi spotted the familiar steed at a glance; after Ragnarok, this steed was one of the few "old acquaintances" she had.

"Yes, yes, um... I'll take it to the stable first... goodbye!"

Watching Ortlinde run away, the crowd looked on with some confusion, but said nothing. Bai Mo then glanced at Ophelia and the Servant behind her. Upon seeing Bai Mo's gaze, Ophelia introduced herself.

"Hello, I am Ophelia Famsolone, Crypter in this Lostbelt. This is Sigurd, the Servant I summoned."

Bai Mo focused his gaze on Sigurd. He could sense that Sigurd's Spirit Origin was top-tier, and the weapon on his body was surging with intense power, suggesting that he was not simple.

Sigurd nodded slightly to Bai Mo. His attitude towards fellow warriors and strong individuals was remarkably calm.

"Bai Mo, you can consider me an ally of Chaldea."

Upon hearing this, Ophelia's body stiffened slightly. In his previous conversation with Skadi Bai Mo, he had not revealed his relationship with Chaldea, precisely because he was waiting for this Crypter to reveal himself.

"I see... Although Chaldea and I are enemies, at least for now, we are allies with a common enemy, right?"

Ophelia possessed remarkable mental fortitude; even though the person before her was an enemy in her eyes, someone who could easily take her head, she still reached out her hand.

Regardless of whether they are enemies or not, Surtr is still high in the sky like the sun, staring straight at us.

"We're not enemies. Things are a bit complicated. I'll explain it to you later."

Hearing Bai Mo's vague words, Ophelia was also somewhat confused. What did he mean by not being enemies? Weren't her Lostbelt and Chaldea locked in a life-or-death struggle?

"Okay, um, if I may ask, I don't seem to have seen any files about you. What is your relationship with Chaldea?"

"Shareholder."

Ophelia:?

For the first time, she wondered if her understanding of this word was somehow different from that of the normal world.

"Alright, this isn't the place to talk. Let's head to the palace. After the battle, we should enjoy a feast." Skadi stepped in to smooth things over, and the group headed towards the palace of the Ice Goddess.

After they sat down, Bai Mo told him about Marisbury's amazing deeds and his unique insights into humanity. Ophelia's situation was different from Russia's. In fact, Kadoc had considered forming an alliance with Bai Mo to fight against the strongest Terrible Emperor.

But as luck would have it, they ran into Bai Wubian.

Now, not to mention anything else, Ophelia is almost finished, and after securing the entire Russian Lostbelt, Bai Mo has no reason to be hostile to Skadi.

Ophelia remained silent. After hearing Marisbury's plan, Sigurd couldn't help but sigh, "Each generation produces its own scourges, leaving behind a legacy of poison for centuries to come."

Skadi, however, slammed her hand on the table in agitation; Bai Mo's words were too provocative for her.

"You mean, you have a space that can hold all of Northern Europe, thus protecting this Lostbelt from being censored by the Quantum Time-Lock?"

Seeing the goddess lose her composure, Bai Mo's lips twitched.

"If I can withstand the Fantasy Tree here, it should be fine. I can't guarantee it rationally, but Russia is definitely inside, and the people there have already started clearing land."

Upon hearing Bai Mo's words, Skadi's mind instantly went blank. Good heavens, I've been working myself to the bone here for so long, living under the shadow of Surtr who could appear at any moment, like a pressure cooker, and finally I see a glimmer of hope!

Then, she abruptly turned her head to look at Ophelia beside her.

"Ophelia, if you continue to be an enemy of Bai Mo and Chaldea, you are making an enemy of me!"

Although somewhat expected, seeing Skadi's attitude make a complete 180-degree turn, Ophelia couldn't help but think to herself:

They were so amicable when they signed the alliance agreement, but after so many years of cooperation, they've become so fragile...

But she had no reason to continue fighting to the death. Since there was a win-win situation, only a fool would insist on fighting to the death.

"Alright, alright, I know. Sigh, I'm definitely going to get a scolding from Director Olga Marie later."