It was dark inside valkyrie Brynhild’s grave

However, the creepy and humid air from before had vanished, and was replaced by a mysterious sensation.

The cause was most probably Brynhild’s legacy.

Woohyuk stepped forward towards the sarcophagus and observed Brynhild. She was lying down as if in a deep sleep, but she was truly just a corpse.

‘She looks like she could wake up at any moment.’

Oddly enough, her body was bursting with vitality despite the fact that she had been dead for hundreds of years.

Tinia and Silvia’s eyes were wide open.

“Thi-this person is your wife, Rael?”

“I can’t believe that my sister and I are the descendants of such an honorable person.”

Brynhild incarnated perfection itself.

Shiny platinum blond hair.

Neatly arranged eyes.

A sharp nose as if it had been sculpted.

Cherry-red lips.

Standing in the same room with her was like a surreal phenomenon.

“Brynhild was a woman with great pride. She once told me she wouldn’t marry a man weaker than herself.”

Sieg spoke as he recalled the past, and began stroking Brynhild’s hair, eyes filled with lament and grief.

“Looking at her state, it might be possible to revive her as long as we can program and arrange her consciousness properly.”

“...Is it truly possible? If you are not lying, I would do anything to wake...