Warning

Bai Mo has always been highly wary of deities, especially those who wield the power of wisdom. Once human thoughts are involved, that is the worst and most deadly situation.

No matter how strong a person's magnetic field is, the brain is still a sophisticated instrument. By analyzing it, one can control this instrument.

Whether it was Poom Mong during the Sea Tiger era, the modified powerhouses under Blue Dream's command, or even Bai Chou, the Sea Tiger Martial God Martial God Era, all had experienced being influenced and having their thoughts controlled.

Moreover, if Odin really wanted to do something to Ortlinde or his creation, it would be as simple as lifting a finger. He was too familiar with the Valkyrie, so no matter how meticulous the examination, Bai Mo would not deem it excessive.

A series of unexpected examinations left Ortlinde somewhat bewildered. Like a child undergoing a full-body checkup at a hospital, she complied with all the tests without knowing what they were.

"Um, is there some kind of trouble I'm unaware of?"

"Nothing, not now, Ortlinde. I have something to say next, but not to you."

Bai Mo's voice was icy, and a strange wind surged from around him, enveloping him. Ortlinde felt a convulsion throughout her body as a divine aura, unique to the God-King, emerged.

Ortlinde felt as if she were facing a powerful and ancient deity.

"Ortlinde is a comrade-in-arms who fought alongside me. As the one in charge of the war, you should know very well what this means. Don't let your schemes and plots fall on her."

Otherwise, you will witness a future even more devastating than you have predicted.

After saying this, the wind around Bai Mo disappeared. Ortlinde looked at Bai Mo's worried eyes, and her heart was filled with mixed feelings. As Odin's creation, she should have reacted to Bai Mo's actions, but these words, which were meant to show concern for her, made her resist the urge to respond.

"If there's anything, please don't hide it from me, okay?"

Ortlinde was a little overwhelmed; everything that had just happened was too sudden, but she still nodded subconsciously. It was the first time she had seen Bai Mo so serious, almost cold, which was different from what she had expected.

"Um... did I help?"

Upon hearing this, Bai Mo's tension vanished with a soft chuckle.

"You've been a huge help, Ortlinde. Anyway, you've grown so much, that's amazing. Go brag to your sisters later."

"No way... hehe."

This is the result Ortlinde had envisioned.

With the only difficulty resolved, the remaining work was naturally no problem at all. With Ortlinde's help, the pseudo-god declarations were produced one after another.

"Master, has he had some unpleasant experiences with the gods? Such killing intent is extremely rare for a warrior like Bai Mo. He usually only shows such killing intent when facing a mortal enemy."

Sigurd was talking to Ophelia in his mind, while Ophelia looked at Bai Mo and had a guess in her mind.

"Sigurd, the Throne of Heroes has given you knowledge about the present world, right? The thread that Bai Mo just pulled out from his ring finger seems to correspond to a certain great hero in mythology."

Maybe I'm just overthinking it. He has many secrets, but in any case, he's our comrade-in-arms.

Sigurd nodded, and with everyone's efforts, the mission was quickly completed. Afterwards Ortlinde happily took her gun and went to find her sisters, the intense heat dissipating.

"Hiss, where is everyone?"

Skadi, who had just woken up, looked at the empty forging table, somewhat bewildered. A cool evening breeze blew through the air, which felt very comfortable. She was also covered with a soft blanket. She decided to rest for a while longer.

Outside Ortlinde's house, Valkyrie stood in droves. They had all received brand-new weapons, gleaming with the golden pseudo-divine declaration. Unlike the previous ones, each gun had a different design, and both its weight and the energy it contained were personally adjusted by Bai Mo.

Handing the uniquely shaped gun to the pink-haired Valkyrie in front of him, Bai Mo asked:

How does it feel compared to before?

"That's fantastic! The previous one felt a bit light, but this one's weight and length are just right. Is this the difference between a mass-produced model and a custom-made one? Thank you, I'll use it carefully."

Ortlinde's lips twitched as she looked at the numerous Valkyrie, inwardly grumbling.

Having lost his weapons and shield, he once felt unworthy of the name Valkyrie, and only convinced himself to take up arms out of gratitude.

Am I the only one who thinks this way? Why do you all use it so easily and without any burden?

"Ortlinde, do you want to come to our party later? It was quite a struggle to convince Brynhildr to come. By the way, why have you kept synchronization off? It's strange how we communicate like this."

There are no disagreements among the Valkyrie. They are bound by the rules set by Odin. According to the analysis of Chaldea and others, even if they are summoned as Servant, the Valkyrie probably cannot violate the underlying code left by Odin.

The Valkyrie also maintain connections with each other, and some information can be exchanged directly within their unique frequency bands.

"Um... I encountered some modifications before, and this function may have been broken. Moreover, given the current state of my mech... from a tactical and long-term operational perspective, I don't think connection and synchronization are necessary for the time being."

"I see. Should we have Lady Skadi check it out later?"

"No, no need, we shouldn't trouble Lady Skadi."

Seeing the somewhat hesitant Ortlinde, Hildr couldn't help but sigh and shrug:

"Never mind, after all, whenever Ortlinde encounters a problem, she always rambles on about unrelated things. In that case, let's save your matter for the banquet."

At this point, Hildr leaned close to her ear and whispered:

"You'd better explain what happened properly. Isn't that horse by your door the Gullfaxi that even Father God wanted? I tried to touch its sun-kissed mane and got yelled at. And this isn't a place where Valkyrie live, is it?"

"Ugh... Can I not go?"

"No. Oh, by the way, is Mr. Bai Mo coming too? This time there's no troublesome Sigurd to get in the way. Although it's an internal Valkyrie banquet, we'd love to have you!"

Upon hearing Thrud's words, Ortlinde blushed, a hint of anticipation rising in her heart.

"No, I have some things to discuss with Sion. Have fun, Ortlinde."

Bai Mo waved his hand, and his figure vanished from the spot in an instant, leaving only Ortlinde with her small wing drooping on her head. This scene seemed a bit strange to Valkyrie.

"Ortlinde, can't even spending time with your sister bring you joy now? Almost everyone here is getting excited about spending time with Brynhildr."

"Agreed, Ortlinde, we're very curious about what you've been through, in every sense of the word. You... you won't end up like your sister Brynhildr, will you?"

"How could that be? I'm just... experiencing a malfunction, yes, it's just a temporary malfunction."

The Valkyrie stared at Ortlinde, making her blush.

Even if you want to know, I can only state the facts simply...

"That's enough. The banquet will be held here. You have a story to tell, and I have some excellent mead."

Although some time had passed since their separation, the sisters still remembered Ortlinde's fondness for sweets, especially honey. Faced with her enthusiastic sisters, Ortlinde could only slowly recount how she met Bai Mo.

Of course, what happened on that snowy plain was something that could never be spoken of. Lost in her memories, Ortlinde didn't even notice that the corners of her mouth were subtly curving upwards.