Summoners War: Only I Summoned Divine Beasts-Chapter 720: God of Valkyrja

"I will be your opponent, Belphegor." Asmodeus levitated in the air with a smug smile.

"You're overconfident, Asmodeus. Even if we're equal, my ability is much more useful in this situation. That little bird can't fight against the snake." Belphegor harrumphed.

"I'm not really sure about that." Asmodeus smirked.

Brunhild stepped forward while pointing her spear at the gorgon. In her eyes, there was a mix of resolve and sadness.

Her resolve directly came from that sadness. It was a distant memory.

…

"My lord. We're going to—!" Brunhild said while bringing a group of valkyries.

However, she never thought that the scene that greeted her that day would haunt her for the rest of her life.

What she and the rest of the valkyries saw was the monstrous wolf Fenrir licking the blood around his mouth. There was a trace of blood everywhere, including an arm that Fenrir had just spit out.

"That arm…" The valkyries couldn't help but widen their eyes. There was no way they didn't recognize that arm. It was the arm of the lord they served.

In other words, all this blood came from one person.

Brunhild's face was distorted as her body trembled in anger. She clenched her spear and leaped toward Fenrir. "You evil creature. What have you done?!"

Brunhild waved her spear with all her power while Fenrir simply struck her spear as though nothing happened.

Her power flared up, brightening the whole cave. Yet that light itself shattered as if it were glass.

"!!!" Brunhild widened her eyes in shock. The next thing she realized, her other hand had tried to shield her body as Fenrir's paw broke her spear, her ribs, and her pride.

"You pathetic bird. After imprisoning me here for so long just because you're scared of me… do you think I won't do anything to you?" Fenrir snorted. "You are the one who makes me an enemy. I have trusted you multiple times, but you don't fail to break that trust. And it's time for you to face my wrath!"

Brunhild was in utter shock. The hit was so hard that her strength was leaving her body. Powerless. This was the first time she felt so powerless before.

Even with all her strength, she couldn't even last a single hit against the monstrous wolf.

And it was even more terrifying that she could hear the screams of her sisters as she watched Fenrir devouring them one by one.

Brunhild felt helpless that there was nothing she could do.

…

Brunhild took a deep breath. Those memories reminded her of her weakness. If she remained the same, she might not be able to do anything in the future.

The lord she served would be killed again and again. And this time, it wouldn't be Fenrir alone. There might even be other enemies that would be capable of killing the person she served.

As long as she remained weak, there was nothing she could do.

'I don't want the tragedy to repeat itself. That's why I have to become stronger… stronger than even Fenrir. And there's only one thing I can do.

'I will surpass the lord I once served. I will have no choice but to break the rule where the servant shouldn't be more brilliant than their lord.'

The gorgon, whose monstrosity had increased, just showed her that there would be even more terrifying beings that could do the same, creating an even stronger enemy.

That was why she had to change. She had found a path that might be treacherous but actually suited her.

Brunhild took another deep breath.

Although she didn't want to admit it, Asmodeus' magic might be the most suitable.

…

When she first asked Asmodeus to teach her magic, Asmodeus just smiled.

"I see. So, you want to become stronger. Well, I do have a way to make you stronger… far stronger than you can imagine. Whether it's fortunate or unfortunate, my magic system is more suitable for a person like you.

"However, my magic has a flaw. And are you sure you will be able to accept that flaw?"

"I'm ready." Brunhild nodded without hesitation. "I'd rather become stronger than see the person I serve dying."

Asmodeus raised one finger. "I am a demon of desire. My magic is based on your desire. The stronger that desire, the more powerful my magic can be.

"Of course, it will even amplify your own desire. The desire to get stronger, the desire to protect someone…

"As someone who is extremely loyal to her lord, there's no magic more suitable than this. However, I did say it will amplify your own desire, right? And this desire is not limited to those two. It will also amplify the possessive desire toward your lord.

"I don't think I have to explain what this means, right?" Asmodeus smirked.

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Brunhild understood it perfectly. First of all, Brunhild had a person she currently served, which was her own summoner, Serafina.

However, there was one problem. Her lingering past would give her a problem in mastering this magic. As long as she kept idolizing her former lord, who ended up dying, she might not be able to surpass him.

Hence, Brunhild had to move on from that lingering desire for the sake of tomorrow.

"I have failed to protect my lord in the past. As a result, I can't even protect him right now. However, it is different now. If I continue crying over my past, I will not be able to take a step forward into the future. I might even lose my lord again.

"I'm already sick of being protected. I don't plan to stand behind someone anymore. If needed, I will stand beside the person I serve or even stronger and become the beacon of my lord. Teach me your magic."

Asmodeus nodded. "In that case, you need to answer this question. Who is the person you serve?"

Brunhild closed her eyes. It was obvious. There was one person who was strong and wise enough to control even the monstrous Fenrir.

And standing beside her was her summoner.

"I, Brunhild, swear on this day. I shall serve with my body and my soul. I will dedicate everything I have for the sake of two people in this world, my lord Nathan and my mistress Serafina Dialanta."

Ding!

Her spear echoed in the middle of the night with a loud and clear sound, as if the ruckus around it couldn't disrupt its sound.

A circle of white light appeared on her back as she muttered the true name of the magic.

"God of Valkyrja."