episode_0092

Brynhild Vanir was a named character that could never be met unless you proceeded with the Sigurdian raid part.

She was a character from Sigurd’s tribal alliance who would die with an 80% chance if the player did not intervene in the main scenario. Even if he survives with a 20% chance, he travels around the border to seek revenge on the empire and eventually dies alone.

Of course, even if we did the Sigurdians’ attack part, it was difficult to include her as a fellow character. The tribal alliance and the empire were not on good terms, and since the first time they met was during a war, the level of hostility was so high that it almost broke through the ceiling.

In that situation, even if I told her to become my colleague, she would never join.

Of course, there was no way to make Brynhild a companion. It was accepted as the standard route among users that in order to have her as a companion, you must go through the non-academy route.

Brynhild knew how much it meant to run away from the Empire without proving one’s blue blood. Considering that there is such a desperate reason to run away, the player is accepted as a member of the tribe.

As you build trust step by step, she will be recognized as a member of the tribe, and only then will you be able to finally hire her as a fellow character.

However, in that case, there was the risk of not being able to bring in colleagues from the empire, so it was not a method I preferred.

It was a natural result since not many people played the non-academy route in the first place.

But isn’t it always a stagnant thing to break through when you see an angle?

If there was a wall they could rub against, they would somehow find a glitch and exploit it.

Gilbert was not that kind of person, but was aiming for a great achievement, but if you look at the result, it was the same.

And there was one achievement tied to Brynhild.

It was also an achievement of extreme difficulty that had to be done only while riding the academy route.

But what can I do?

Gilbert grinned.

If it was an achievement that stimulated the desire for challenge, it actually made my mouth water.

If you ask someone why they climb a mountain, they will reply that it’s because the mountain is there.

This was also the case.

Achievement is not 100%, can you put up with this?

There were no jokes or anything like that.

***

Brynhild acknowledged that the imperial knight riding the giant soldier in front of him was not easy.

She is a great warrior whose numbers are few even in the tribal alliance.

How long has it been since you failed to reach a conclusion despite competing for dozens of sums?

That alone was exciting enough to make my heart beat wildly.

If it had not been a battlefield where the survival of the tribe was determined, we might have exchanged names and competed with each other’s skills without any understanding.

But it was a futile assumption. This was a battlefield, a place where we had to win by any means necessary.

Besides, isn’t the other person a person from an empire you can’t help but hate?

Performing the sacred act of sharing one’s name was nothing more than a luxury.

However, unlike the despicable imperialists, they did not blindly rush towards him from a distance. Maybe they were thinking the same thing as her.

I needed to check.

“Who are you?”

[Gilbert the Lionheart. He is the commander-in-chief of this war.]

It was a deep, powerful voice.

Although I couldn’t see the other person’s face, I could clearly feel that he was a strong man.

Commander-in-chief?

Brynhild was a little surprised by that fact. Her perception of imperial people is that they only know how to hide behind like cowards.

However, the imperial man in front of him was standing at the forefront of the front line, even though he was the commander-in-chief, the same position as the warchief.

This was an act of bravery and honor that was considered the highest in Sigurd’s tribal union.

Brynhild abandoned the attitude he had been holding until now. The opponent was a respectable warrior.

“I am Brynhild Vanir. Sigurd is the great warrior of the tribal alliance.”

[Sigurd, great warrior of the tribal union. I have a suggestion.]

Normally, he would have swung his sword without even hearing it, but since he was recognized as a warrior, he was willing to listen to the offer.

In any case, no matter what was proposed, a war with death and death was inevitable.

however.

[Apply for Bolsung Saga.]

“What, what?”

Brynhild was surprised by the unexpected request.

I never once thought that there would be people in the empire who remembered that long tradition.

A saga is an epic. It is a story, a tradition passed down from generation to generation.

Among them, the Bolsung Saga was a duel of warriors depicting a battle that would be passed down to future generations.

A fight to the death by only the two members who joined, without any outside help.

That was the Bolsung Saga.

Brynhild could not understand how the people of the empire knew about an old tradition that very few people even in Sigurd’s tribal union knew about.

What should I do?

Originally, it would have been right to refuse outright.

Bolsung Saga is a duel ritual in which bravery and honor are at stake.

The winner can make only one request from the loser, and they are bound by an oath that must be kept.

When I thought rationally, it was right not to accept it. Even though it was an absolute disgrace as a great warrior, this war was a fight that carried the future of the tribe.

Of course, I had no intention of losing in the Bolsung Saga. However, it was a situation where one could not be guaranteed to win.

Even just a short competition was enough for her to feel that the imperial man named Gilbert had outstanding skills.

If we were to lose in the Bolsung Saga, how would we deal with the aftermath?

It was the right decision to refuse, even if it meant dishonor now.

[Descendants of Sigurd. Prepare for the Bolsung Saga!]

The moment I made the difficult decision, I heard the warchief shout from behind me.

At his fiery command, the Giant God Soldiers guarding behind her retreated in perfect order.

Oh, what is this stupid human doing?

She hurriedly connected the communication spell to Tarhal, who suddenly acted foolishly.

“What are you doing, you idiot!”

[There’s nothing you can’t say to the warchief.]

Unable to control his rising anger, Tarhal shook his head.

No matter how much you are the great warrior of your clan, how can you meet a man in such a broad way?

As his only blood relative and biological brother, Tarhar was worried about that.

“Of course! Are you crazy to prepare for the Bolsung Saga?”

[at all. I am fine.]

“But what were you thinking when you told me to prepare the Bolsung Saga? Don’t you know that the moment you make a declaration you can’t go back?”

The duel ritual of the Bolsung Saga was an offering to ancestors.

Once the start was declared, there was absolutely no stopping until there was a winner and a loser.

[That’s why you have to do it. The moment you recognize that imperialist as a warrior, it is impossible to reject him.]

“But…!”

[I know what you’re worried about. However, we are the descendants of Sigurd. Even if extinction is just around the corner, we must not forget our roots.]

“That’s…”

[Great warrior Brynhild Vanir. Put your tribe’s honor on the line, defeat the imperial warrior standing arrogantly and return.]

“I will follow your orders. Warchief.”

Brynhild sighed.

It was something I had expected since the imperialist in front of me mentioned the Bolsung Saga.

It was Sigurd’s descendants who were born as warriors, lived as warriors, and died as warriors.

In the end, even if extinction was right before our eyes, this could not be changed.

“Did you say Gilbert? I waited long. I, Sigurd’s descendant, Great Warrior Brynhild, will join the Volsung Saga.”

[I, Gilbert of the Imperial Shield, will join the Volsung Saga.]

As the imperial soldiers behind them also retreated, an unknown light appeared on Brynhild and Gilbert and then disappeared.

It was a signal announcing the beginning of the Buddhist saga.

Brynhild grabbed the giant soldier’s control stick.

He was determined to win, protect his honor, and save his tribe.

***

[The turning point of the Sigurdian attack in the main scenario has been discovered.]

[Achievements Imperial Warrior and Volsung Saga have been achieved.]

[The person who sings the Hidden Route Bolsung Saga will proceed.]

Gilbert grinned at the message window that appeared.

The prerequisites for the perfect clear he had envisioned were met.

It was all thanks to his achievements that he was able to find this hidden route.

As usual, while organizing the remaining achievements, I discovered an achievement with an unusual name.

Warriors of the Empire and the Volsung Saga.

The achievement condition was that it could only be achieved by being recognized as a warrior by the Sigurdian Alliance and completing the Volsung Saga.

At first, I took on the challenge thinking it was a pretty fun achievement, but the conditions for achieving it were more difficult than I thought.

When going through the non-academy route, it was impossible to be recognized as a warrior of the empire.

However, if you remained in the empire and proceeded, the level of hostility would increase, making it impossible to proceed.

While looking for various routes, what I found was the route where I was recognized as a warrior after the clash with Brynhild and applied for the Volsung Saga.

Of course, proceeding with this route also required some conditions.

Reputation and ability above a certain level were required.

The current Gilbert had built up a fairly high level of reputation, enough to serve as commander-in-chief. In terms of ability, he was a level 5 knight, so the conditions were very high.

However, there was one thing that made me anxious, and that was whether a hidden route existed here as well.

The hidden route was an alternative way to clear the main scenario.

To put it simply, it was like the hidden true ending of a multi-ending game.

And the Hidden Route, He Who Sings the Volsung Saga, was a worthy route that could achieve the achievement of 0 loss units upon clearing, depending on the direction of play.

Gilbert was confident that the saying, “1 hit, 2 blood,” exists for times like this.

Now all that’s left is to defeat Brynhild.

In the Bolsung Saga, the winner can demand anything from the loser, and the loser must accept anything.

In Tactical Combat, this is called an oath, and through this oath, Gilbert was able to achieve the achievement 0 units lost.

In order to do that, you must win the Bolsung Saga, but…

“Going. CT”

[i get it. road.]

Gilbert was unsure.

Jill herself.