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Chapter 530: Chapter 479

It's weird, if not for the fact that we were going to meet my probably very bloodthirsty adoptive elder brother, it would have been nice just to walk around the city.

Granted, there was no one around which made it rather eerie.

Well, I say no one, but I did notice the undead minions at various points as they watched us approach.

Actually, I think I also saw a werewolf a time or two as well.

Authorities were really something. I always had to treat Servants with respect at a minimum due to their Noble Phantasms. The weakest Servant I ever encountered – Shakespeare – was able to do something to me despite the fact that I could have very easily beaten him in a fight.

Campiones were the same. I can't claim to be entirely too knowledgeable about Campiones, but at a minimum, I should treat them similarly. Authorities were something that deserved respect, they were stolen from literal Gods and who knew what they're capable of?

That's not to say I'm trembling in my boots.

I told Scáthach before I left that I felt confident, and I was feeling rather peaceful at the moment. My guard wasn't dropped despite how lackadaisical I was taking this whole thing.

Though frankly, Mordred and I were the only ones who probably felt this way.

She had her hands thrown up behind her head as she walked next to me, looking rather bored if anything.

The others looked like they were marching off to war.

Speaking of, another familiar face was approaching rather quickly.

"Your Majesties!"

"Holy shit he kinda looks like the Witch's Master if he were a bean pole." Mordred exclaimed.

...God dammit now that she said that I couldn't unsee it.

He really did resemble Kuzuki if more…..thin.

"Touma Amakasu…?" I only vaguely recalled his name.

He brightened up, ignoring Mordred's words. "I am honored that you remember me, your Majesty."

Yeah, he was the liaison between the History Compilation Committee, the group who managed the supernatural in Japan here.

"Alright enough of that." I waved my hand at him. "You should be aware of what's happening. I'm assuming you're responsible for the evacuations?"

"Yes, your Majesty." He stood up. "As soon as Lord Godou relayed to us the situation, we began to evacuate the City. It has been…..slow, but for the moment we have evacuated the majority of the people around where this 'meeting' will take place."

You know, they are highly competent, it's rather refreshing.

"We are happy you're back, your Majesty. There are many situations that arose in your absence and Lord Godou has done a phenomenal Job of handling things on his own." He continued to speak, but the hidden meaning behind his words were clear.

'Godou did a good job, but please take over' or something along those lines.

Well, Godou was a kid that had nothing to do with this crap, so I can't blame any side really.

"I won't be staying for long." I said plainly.

I wasn't going to hold their hands, so they best keep working well with Godou.

His lips twitched and he just nodded. "Did you return just for Lord Voban, your Majesty? Or for the other reasons?"

"Other reasons?" I hummed.

"There were sightings of a Heretic God descending…"

"Godou, what the fuck?" I bopped his head. "That's something important to reveal when I asked what was going on."

"No one was discovered!" He quickly defended himself. "Heretic Gods cause a big mess when they come around, right? After a small thing, there was nothing."

"He is right, your Majesty. It is a strange occurrence, and we couldn't fully agree among ourselves if a Heretic God truly descended. But it is a possibility we couldn't ignore and have thus been treating it with seriousness."

Right, of course things were not simple.

"Hmph, thy precautions are wise. Mine Kin appeared upon these lands. They have hidden themselves from even mine wisdom." The little Goddess spoke.

"….why are you even here?" Mordred deadpanned.

"Mine oath compels cooperation with mine enemy, you brute!" Athena scowled.

Huh, so she's here to support Godou, that's neat.

"Just fucking say it if you want to protect your booty call." Mordred snorted.

Athena's eyes widened and seemingly was rendered speechless as she held her finger aloft with mouth open, pointing at Mordred with unreserved anger.

[Holy shit she's fucking ruthless.] Even Ddraig commented. [Shut that Goddess right the hell up. Can I claim her? She technically has my blood in her.]

The History Committee person politely coughed into his fist. "There is also the situation with the Divine Ancestor appearing within Japan when she normally operates in Europe."

Athena's expression quickly shifted. "Find that contemptuous whore and I will reward thee greatly!" She hissed furiously. "How dare she try to use me to fuel that chalice of hers! The audacity!"

Right, wasn't going to touch that for now.

Sounded like they're dealing with a lot right now.

Well, I'm here for the moment, may as well see what I could do to help out.

"Any suggestions with Voban?" I asked considering he probably had books written on each individual Campione at this point.

"…..Please leave the city intact?" He offered.

Oof.

That bad, huh?

"Lord Voban is the oldest and strongest Campione." Yuri, the Miko from before, spoke up. "That's what we're taught."

Amakasu shot her a quick glare and she promptly slammed her mouth shut.

I let out a sigh. "Let me guess, saying 'strongest' to another Campione you're worried we would do something bad, huh?"

"Wait, what?" Godou looked at them. "Why would they….?"

"Thy perspective of thine world is narrow, mine enemy. Imagine if you told one God to another that they were superior. With thine experience thus far, it should be a simple exercise to contemplate."

"…..oh." Godou swallowed.

Naïve but with a good heart.

The blonde at Godou's side threw her hair back. "My Godou can handle him!" She said sternly. "Even if Lord Voban supposedly has killed over Ten Heretic Gods. My Godou can match him with his Authorities."

"I thought the brat only killed one God?" Mordred jerked her thumb at Godou.

"Yeah, but his one Authority sort of gave like 50 mini Authorities that are pretty good." I explained, remembering the basics of what he had from previously.

The Ten Incarnations of Verethragna or something. One entire Authority, but represented by Ten different 'Incarnations' that required specific circumstances to utilize.

"…..that's some bullshit." Mordred snorted.

Erica was looking really smug at that.

"It's ten!" Godou groaned.

"Still some bullshit." Mordred scoffed.

"It's not –"

"You have a sword that can cut through Divinity." I interjected.

"….yeah alright." Godou relented.

 

[***] 

It didn't really take long to find Voban. In that, he was sitting in the open. Quite literally in fact as a table was set up right in the middle of the big metropolitan area, smack dab in the middle of the street.

It's like he just chose this spot on a whim.

Thankfully there were no people around because it would have been...awkward.

"Lord Voban, I have brought them as instructed." Or guide…Lilliana as I believed Erica named her? She bowed her head towards him.

The Older man simply held his hand up and rather rudely sort of ushered her away.

He looked over at me and had a rather creepy smile growing on his face.

...ignoring his physical features the most immediate thing to note was that he was strong.

Silver hair, perhaps from his old age, perhaps not. But the wrinkles on his face definitely told a story of a long life. He wore a suit, but it was….well, it was lacking if I were to be honest. A step above something you would find on a rack in a chain store. He wore a large trench coat over it, overall, nice and tidy that betrayed the sheer amount of bloodlust he was exuding.

"Sit." He commanded.

And make no mistake, he was commanding.

Godou seemingly unintentionally found himself sitting down quickly. I merely raised an eyebrow at him as his overall presence seemed to enlarge around us.

Ah, he was testing me.

Everything about him, physically, was basically just the appearance of an older man. Well, there was one feature of his worth noting above all else.

"You have a big nose." I blurted out.

"Couldn't even make it 10 seconds, could ya?" Mordred looked at me.

…..why was everyone looking at me like that?

Voban's eye twitched slightly and he snorted in a mix of amusement and annoyance as his pressure decreased. "You have more of a bite at least."

"Thank you!" I just smiled happily, taking my seat. "So what did you want to talk about? As new brothers, did you want to go see a ball game? Maybe go fishing?"

Voban ignored me and his gaze swept across everyone else. He inspected Mordred for a moment.

"Keep staring, you creep, see what happens." She hissed.

The others, well they tensed and looked like they were ready to duck for cover.

Voban, however, just chuckled. "This one can bare her teeth. Not a wolf, a Lion?" He smiled for some reason. "And you brought me a Goddess, Kusanagi?" He looked at Godou. "I'm disappointed, this one is weak. She would not be entertaining to hunt."

"Consider thine words, mortal." Athena growled.

Like he did with Lilliana earlier, he just dismissively waved his hand at her as if she wasn't worth the effort.

"I didn't expect much." He took hold of a wine glass on the table, swirling it. The action was odd considering the vibe I was getting from him. Honestly, he felt more like the kind of guy that you would call when you wanted to break the legs of someone who owed you money. "Not even a cub. A domesticated puppy." He looked at Godou. "But still, he bared his fangs at me so I humored him."

He then looked at me. "But you're different. I can see it, that hunger that you've had to experience. The edge you have, the battle scars, the killing intent, the savagery that you keep buried underneath." His grin returned. "You've had to fight for where you stand now and that's infinitely more interesting."

"…..are you coming on to me?" I asked hesitantly.

Godou looked at me like I was an idiot.

Voban just blinked, because I don't think he expected such a blunt question.

"I'm flattered, honestly. But – "

Voban slammed his fist on the table, shattering it. He didn't express much, but I think I annoyed him just enough for him to react.

"Rude" I held my hand out and let a new table drop out from my ring in front of us. I leaned my elbows on the new table. "So, what can I do for you?"

To be honest, he was the type of person that I utterly despised. I would consider myself selfish, but he's the type to fuck over an entire city of people just to amuse himself and not care about the consequences.

So maybe I was being intentionally abrasive.

"I'm a very simple man. I simply wanted a hunt. A fight, a good fight." He just smiled rather savagely and held his arms open. "A God, a Campione, It doesn't matter. And I'm more than willing to do what needs to be done to get it."

Ugh, he's one of those kinds of people.

"You need a hobby."

"I do, I kill Gods." He quipped back.

"….touché." Can't argue with that considering he's killed far more Gods than I have. Respect where it's due, he's my senior in that department. "Then why play this game with Godou?"

"I'm patient." He smiled calmly. "Even a feral dog can threaten a wolf if it's starved and cornered."

"Very well, you can fight Athena." I relented.

"Fornicate thyself elsewhere!"

…..did she just tell me to go fuck myself?

"I desire a fight, not a snack." Voban said dryly.

"Infuriating mortals!"

"Look, if I bring a Goddess here for you to fight would you leave in peace and leave Godou and them alone?" I offered, relenting to his demands.

"Oh?" His interest seemed piqued. "Very well, I accept these terms."

I took out my Kaleidophone and began sending messages to one person in particular. After a few moments, I waved my hand, opening a portal and Izzy stepped out.

Everyone went still as she appeared.

Izzy looked around and her eyes landed on Voban. "Is this the one?"

Voban stood up quickly, looking very excited.

He could feel it, same with Godou. Their instincts as Campione, even if Izzy wasn't a heretic God.

I was used to the sensation at this point, but to them, it didn't matter.

"I am Izanami-no-Mikoto!" Izzy declared. "Do you dare fight me!?"

"Yes, finally!" Voban laughed maniacally. "A wonderful offering! I thank you from the bottom of my heart, youngster, for bringing me this opportunity!" His Magic power exploded outwards. "But I don't fight alone, my pack will join me! Like the star shining – ".

"I give up." Izzy's own pressure dissipated immediately. "Honestly, your smile is off-putting. You win, congratulations." She simply walked back through the portal and left.

There was a beat of silence as Voban stood there unmoving.

"Huzzah!" I threw my hands up.

Voban destroyed my table.

Clearly, his excitement at another victory over a God overcame him, thus I would forgive him for the slight.

"Where did she go?" He forced out.

"Home, probably." I shrugged. "Anyways, good fight. Seems like everything is handled here." I looked at Mordred. "And you didn't think I could settle everything with just words." I said rather smugly.

"...right." She deadpanned. "Cause that isn't happening." She pointed at Voban who was releasing a significant amount of Magical Energy.

Black wisps of smoke began to seep out of the ground as many different undead figures appeared in the surroundings.

Voban was expressionless, but the use of his Authority was all too clear even if it didn't require an incantation. Actually, he's probably had it activated this entire time considering the thing we found near Godou's house.

"Look, if it pisses you off so much I'll bring out another God, okay?" I of course brought out the most mighty of wiggles. "Behold!" I held my rabbit up to the sky.

"Why is thy rabbit a God!?" Athena practically shrieked.

"You're mocking me." Voban said evenly, a hidden fury under his tone. "You dare use that rodent as an offering!?"

"How dare you!" I roared. "This is no mere Rabbit, behold. Sir Wigglesbottom Fluffytail Octavius Benedict III, Crown Prince of the Emerald Kingdom, Duke of Carrot Island, General of the northern Armies, Lightning born, The Devil Slayer. Head of Chaldean department of Phantasmal Beasts. The King of France. The King of Asgard! And a real God, unlike Athena."

"Blasphemous!" Athena shrieked

"That Rabbit could kick your ass." Mordred added.

The tiny Goddess truly looked like she wanted to kill Mordred at this point. Honestly, I don't know who was getting more pissed off, her or Voban.

Godou looked tense. "Uh…..can we just go back to the game?" He looked around at all the figures surrounding us. Hundreds of Undead filled the streets, plenty of them were pretty darn strong considering.

I doubt this was the peak of his Authority, but it was certainly impressive.

"I guess I can settle for the lessened one, and two Campione." There was a slight growl from Voban.

"Alright, for real this time." I opened a portal right behind him, and a blast of cold air burst out. "There's someone for you to fight through there, I promise."

Voban looked at it blankly then at me. "Do you take me for a fool?"

"….."

"….."

"Fus."

The invisible force rippled out and smacked into him, sending him flying back into the portal and I slammed it shut.

[There is absolutely no reason that should have worked.] Ddraig commented.

"Words huh?" Mordred looked at me.

"It counts." I defended myself, summoning Dawnbreaker from my ring and slamming it into the ground, a burst of holy light erupting outward, cleansing away the undead minions of Voban's as it touched them.

"….where did you send him?" Godou blinked.

"North Pole." I replied. "Or something, I wasn't really that caring."

"Why is thy Rabbit a God!" Athena demanded an answer.

"He isn't just a God." I corrected her.

"This one refuses to humor thy ridiculous titles!"

"Uh, Wilhelm, you missed one." Godou pointed at one figure still standing there.

"…..perhaps this is a bad time to mention that Lord Voban has an Authority that lets him instantly travel back….?" Lilliana stated.

I was about to question her about that, but the figure Godou was pointing to grabbed my full attention.

Not undead.

An elderly man held himself upright with a large stick, covered in a cloak with two Ravens squawking nearby.

I wasn't the only one who noticed either, because Athena even got defensive.

"You need not worry, little girl. He attempted to return with his Authority, but I intercepted it and looped him back from where he remained. However, that is only a temporary measure. That Godslayer is powerful and he will figure out what I did rather quickly." The Old Man spoke and his tone, voice and everything about him painfully familiar.

"You…." Athena's eyes widened.

"You were mistaken about one thing, Goddess of Wisdom." The old man hummed, taking slow and measured steps as if each one took considerable effort. "I can confirm that the 'titles' as you say were not entirely ridiculous. How curious, I never recalled a Rabbit sitting upon the Throne of Asgard."

He looked at me with a singular eye, the other covered with a piece of cloth. "What say you, brother?"

Well….fuck.

[***]

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Chapter 531: Chapter 480

 

Well, this was certainly an awkward turn of events.

"Got nothing to say? Hmph." Odin just huffed, walking up to Godou and smacked him with his walking stick. "Just a brat still. How did you manage to defeat Victory, hmm?"

"Uh….luck?" Godou scratched his head.

Odin ran a hand through his beard. "Don't knock a lucky victory. Verethragna would be insulted if you acted like that. A Victory is a Victory, brat!" He smacked Godou a few more times for good measure.

It was kind of surreal if I were to be honest. Oh his mannerisms were very normal to me having to deal with the Odin back home, but….well, he was a Heretic God. I had yet to meet one that wasn't immediately antagonistic.

"Who's the Geezer?" Mordred asked.

Odin turned his head towards Mordred and looked at her strangely. "You're a strange one." He hummed. "Not live, but Dead and yet…..no." Odin frowned. "I don't like it." He raised his hand up in front of her like he was about to do something.

"Watch yourself, Old Man." I narrowed my eyes, gripping Dawnbreaker I still had out.

Odin paused, looking at me with an expressionless look.

"Move yer hand if ya don't want to lose it." Mordred chimed in with a low growl.

Odin just let out a bark of laughter shaking his head.

"State thy business here." Athena broke through the awkwardness.

"You're hardly in a position to demand anything from me, Serpent." Odin scoffed. "Barely more than a Divine Ancestor. How much more will it take for you to fall to that level, hmm?"

"Once this one retrieves mine Gorgonian it will matter not!" Athena's nostrils flared.

"Unlikely to happen."

She whipped her head to me, glaring rather aggressively.

"Your pet – " Odin began to speak again.

"The All-Rabbit." I interjected.

"….." Odin stopped in his tracks, blinking.

"….."

"You really just can't help yourself can you?" Mordred looked at me.

Well in actuality, I was on guard.

Odin was the type of God that you had to respect, and I didn't know what his thoughts on us were just yet. If he suddenly up and decided we were an eyesore, well…..it would be a difficult fight.

"Don't try to hide it from me." Odin's one eye glowed. "I can feel it. The lingering traces, not just on your rodent but you as well, boy." His tone set a bit longer and firmer.

A reminder that this wasn't the Odin I knew.

"Maybe you're misremembering?" I offered casually.

"I never forget things."

I waved my hands. "It's just a figment of your imagination."

"Then I would question my whole existence." He snorted. "You're far from being able to give me an existential crisis." He turned to look at Athena. "Don't tell me you didn't notice anything, Serpent?"

"Do not presume to guess mine thoughts." Athena harrumphed, crossing her arms. I had the vaguest feeling that she didn't like Odin. "Why hath thou descended. Thou hath mocked those that descended in the past ruthlessly."

 "And I still do." Odin grunted. "Heretic Gods!" He spat out. "Ridiculous that they claim 'rebellion'. I have called it as I ever have, children throwing Tantrums! Let Pandora's bastards give them the slap upside the head they need."

"Thou speakest from thy high throne." Athena scoffed.

"Do not dare to say I did not earn my throne, serpent. Throw your tantrum that your history was rewritten, that your own throne was taken and you were regulated down as the men stood atop you as a Mother Earth Goddess, but it is nothing but the whining of the loser. The winner is King, the Loser is the servant."

Well, it certainly sounded like they had history there.

"Thy hypocrisy shines through thy mocking words. Thou presents thyself here and now." Athena pointed out.

"That's right, I'm here and now." Odin ran a hand through his beard. "And you know the difference between us?"

"You're not 'Rebelling'" I interjected. "You're a Heretic God, but even so, you're not….well, rampaging."

"Hmm." Odin turned back to me. "Well, you got a good head on your shoulders. I would have skewered you if you couldn't atleast see through that much as my brother."

"You don't have an iota of bloodlust or anything like that at the moment despite two Campione standing infront of you."

Heretic Gods and Campione were mortal enemies, it was inevitable that they fought. Something buried deep into their instincts. If a Heretic God saw a Campione, even if they weren't related or had any conflict previously, they would fight to the death. That was simply how it was from what Pandora talked to me about.

"To become a Heretic God, you have to 'rebel'." I added air quotes based on his previous opinion of the whole concept.

"That's right." Odin looked at me then jerked his thumb at Athena. "This one here is rebelling against the rewritten stories and legends where she was pulled down from her throne and the males stood atop here. Demoted to a mere Serpent, a daughter, a wife, a Monster. That's all she's known as to the Mortals. Did you know, she used to be the Queen of Gods."

I looked at Athena and had the smallest amount of pity for her. I suppose the legends of Zues and such were built after she was pulled down and the Myths around her changed? Metis, Gaia, Medusa, Athena, they all had connections and if you traced them back further to their roots, you would have a Queen of Gods it seems.

"You….dare to speak mine past so openly." Athena's eyes glowed.

"Do you want to fight?!" Odin's hard gaze met hers and she wordlessly snarled but backed down.

"Rebellion. You're rebelling against the idea of Rebellion. You're able to sustain this because of your Hooded One aspect because it's how you walked the mortal world hiding your identity in your myths." I connected the dots rather easily based on what I knew about Odin.

He's basically faking it.

He's faking his 'rebellion' against his own myth so he could descend to the Mortal World.

"Thou art ridiculous!" Athena quickly spoke. "Thy words are nonsense, such a conclusion is nothing but fanciful words."

"You may be a Goddess of Wisdom, but you lack shrewdness." Odin responded.

Yeah, that sounds about right. Odin is also a God of Wisdom, but he's much scarier than Athena would ever be in my opinion.

Athena's lips thinned, seemingly unable to retort. "Why hath thou appeared? Campione do not hold thy attention. Thou cares not for the rivalry."

"Normally you would be right. Unless I had a reason to do so." He was obviously staring at me. "Or if someone gave me a reason. If someone I knew came down and appeared, maybe drawing my attention perhaps. What say you, Loki?"

"Do….you think I'm Loki?" I blinked.

"It would fit." Odin rubbed his beard.

"I'm a Campione…."

"Aye and that would be something Loki would do for a lark. Something expected like tricking everyone into thinking he was a Campione." Odin stated.

That's…well, I could actually see that.

"I'm not that horse fucker." I deadpanned.

Odin looked at me before letting out a bark of laughter. "Yes, the likelihood lowers every moment. The former protector of these lands would have noticed I believe and he would not have willingly played along with Loki's schemes to hand over his Authority."

"Don't listen to him, he's Loki." Mordred spoke up. "He likes to fuck horses and all that."

Dammit Mordred…..

"Beat his ass, Old Man." Mordred continued.

[I really do like her. If I ever gave a human my bloodline willingly, well, I can't say I would be disappointed.] Ddraig chimed in as well.

"This one agrees, kill him." Athena said dryly.

You know, I just now noticed that the guy from the History Compilation place had disappeared. Those are some good survival instincts of his as the others….well Godou's budding harem were still around looking worried and confused by what was happening.

Odin seemed to ignore them. "I originally descended because I noticed the Tree you used against the protector. Not to mention I noticed my blessing. But that pales in comparison to what's infront of my eyes right now. Tell me boy, why is it that you're my blood brother?"

"Maybe it's a symbolic thing?" I offered. "Maybe we're just so much alike that you're mistaken."

"Oh, and how alike are we?" Odin asked sounding very much like he didn't believe me and was merely humoring me.

"Yer both idiots." Mordred offered.

"Thanks Mordred."

"No problem."

"Well, I'm handsome, charming…..hmm, wait I'm supposed to list the similarities. Well, I ate a lot of crayons when I was younger. That's something we might have in common."

"I liked the blue ones." Godou spoke up.

I think we all just paused and looked at him.

"What?" He looked around.

I gently pat Godou on the shoulder.

"This one is surrounded by idiots." Athena sighed.

"Let's set that to the side for now. What exactly did you do to Voban?" It was probably the most pertinent question because Voban was…well, I won't say I was scared, but I was cautious against him.

"His Authority is straight forward, I simply looped it upon itself so he could not immediately return." Odin stroked his beard. "You should be thanking me. Though the more time you waste, the more opportunity he has to overcome my little trick."

"Thou does not move from kindness." Athena scoffed.

"As a Heretic God, I believe I'm allowed to act selfishly and arrogantly, Serpent. Thus, I've made my own preparations. It would have been nice to simply learn everything I wanted, but I would be a poor tactician if I assumed that would work."

"Are you going to fight me?" I got serious.

"It would be a good fight, I can feel it in my bones." Odin grinned. "One of us would walk away through blood and steel after giving everything to the other." Despite still appearing as a frail old man, Odin's presence loomed above, the clouds began to circle overhead. "But I made other considerations." He hummed.

"….what did thou do." Athena's eyes widened.

"A simple transaction." Odin hummed, snapping his fingers. "Come out now, I held up my end of the bargain."

It was followed by the cry of a horse and the crackle of thunder as space tore open and a horse stepped through. Riding upon it was a cloaked woman, donned in armor and holding a lance. Behind her sat a smaller woman, blonde hair and wearing regal like clothing.

The one holding the Lance was a God, the woman…. lessened, was she a Divine Ancestor? A Mother Earth Goddess that had fallen?

Athena was the one to visibly react. "You despicable vile man!"

"As we agreed, you can have the Goddess if you do what I asked." Odin ignored her, though seemed to treat her as a tool for bargaining. "But if you try to take your prize before, I will show you why I'm Glad-o-War."

"A deal hath been struck." The Knight spoke.

"Is this your game then, Old Man?" I frowned, looking at Odin. "You don't even want to do your own dirty work?"

His one eye shined. "Why should an Old Man like myself make a move when these spirited youngsters are more than enough to satisfy my needs? I seek answers, the means does not matter."

"You best keep your words, All-Father." The royal looking woman on the back of the horse huffed.

"Mine enemy, bring forth your Authority, I will bestow the wisdom needed for you to slay this harlot!" Athena hissed.

"Ah." Odin raised his hand to cut her off. "If the youngster over there moves, I will join in. So, choose wisely."

Godou hesitated at Odin's words as did Athena.

"But don't worry, I have a little something to keep you occupied, Serpent." Odin put two fingers to his mouth and whistled.

Like a shooting star, a chromatic light shot through the air and slammed into the ground next to him. Platinum wings sprouted out behind the near figure as she knelt to him. "Valkyrie Brynhildr comes at your call, All-Father."

Odin looked at Athena and the others. "You're not allowed to Descend into the status of a Heretic God, Brynhildr otherwise go all out and keep the Goddess preoccupied. It should be about an even fight considering the circumstances."

I barely had time to blink before the Valkyrie shot at Athena. Athena's scythe from last time grinded against the Valkyrie's sword as they clashed quickly and violently.

"Godou, you can take him!" Erica blurted out.

"Hoh, maybe she's right. Want to try your luck, youngster?" Odin stared at Godou. "Of course, even if you managed to beat me, the other one would return rather quickly and I don't think he would be happy."

….he really just usurped the entire situation into his favor didn't he?

"Well played, Odin." I had to acknowledge it at least.

The Regal looking woman dismounted the horse and the Knight pointed her lance at me. "This one will be your opponent. Take up arms and fight with honor, Campione. For you Face Lancelot Du Lac."

Every response and thought I had came screeching to a halt.

Even Mordred stilled as I noticed her out of the corner of my eye.

"….you wanna repeat that?" I asked.

"I am Lancelot Du Lac." She introduced herself again. "Ready yourself."

"….just for my own peace of mind…..who is she?" I pointed at the blonde-haired girl.

Lancelot tilted her head. "You wish to know the name of my liege? You stand before the Witch Queen, Guinevere."

Well then.

"It seems you miscalculated, Old Man." I crossed my arms.

Odin's expression changed. He was good at reading people, I was only able to bullshit with him before because he was letting me basically. He knew I was just spouting nonsense, but he also knew that I wasn't going to just tell him what he wanted.

That being said, his expression changed because he could read me.

Before he could question what I meant by that, Red Lightning exploded outward from next to me and shot forward at the Knight or rather at Lancelot.

Lancelot's eyes widened as a silver blade slashed down on her and her horse groaned from the weight of the blow and the Knight herself was forced to put a decent amount of strength into blocking.

Mordred came to a screeching halt as their blows produced a burst of power and she had to land back on the ground to steady herself. Her armor donned, and her lightning arcing everywhere.

Lancelot stared at Mordred almost completely ignoring me. "I feel a foreignness in my heart. Why does your blade caution me so."

"What, don't you recognize me!?" Mordred laughed, her helmet clanked, and it came apart, sliding down so her face was fully visible and she had a wide and maniacal grin. "Both of you together, this is great!"

"I feel a connection to her, my Knight." Guinevere warned.

"Name yourself!" Lancelot demanded.

"I'm Mordred Pendragon, the rightful heir to Camelot."

 [****]

A/N

It's Voban, wait, it's Odin, wait, it's actually Lancelot, or is it?

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