Dragon Raja 5; Chapter 235: For Your Majesty (50)

Dragon Raja 5

“who?”

“You, Caesar Gattuso. You are a lion with golden mane. You have no need to resort to trickery. You walk through the wilderness, devouring all despicable animals. You believe yourself to be righteous, but in reality you are a tyrant, and sometimes foolish.” Jiude Mai said calmly, “If only absolute trust can break this conspiracy, I choose to believe you.”

Caesar was silent for a moment. “But I can’t believe you. I don’t even know who or what organization is behind you.”

“If you’re trying to pry for information, you can shut up now. You’re not qualified to ask for that person’s name. I can only assure you of one thing: I’m merely an observer, hoping to see what interesting things might happen in the Arctic Circle.”

Caesar wanted to say something, but Jude Mai waved his hand to silence him.

“Let me share a final secret as a token of our temporary alliance. We hired the expedition team that was wiped out, and that little Inuit girl seems to have been telling the truth. They found something remarkable deep in the icy sea.”

“Is your target also Leviathan?” Caesar stared into Jude Mai’s eyes.

“Would you find it ridiculous if I said we were just doing routine archaeological work?”

“Routine archaeological work?”

“Based on various intelligence reports, we believe there are remains of ancient dragons beneath the Arctic Ocean, so we hired an expedition team to explore the Arctic Circle. They are very professional, not professional bounty hunters, but professional archaeologists. We didn’t had high hopes for them, it was just a test of the waters. If we could find dragon remains by sending a ship around the Arctic Ocean a few times, then we were really lucky.” Jiude Mai sighed, “But sometimes people just have bad luck.”

“You mean they really found Sunset Land?”

“It started with a fragment of a bronze pillar pulled from the seabed, thought to be from a dragon ruin. The entire expedition team was ecstatic about the discovery, believing they had found evidence of ancient human civilization within the Arctic Circle. Their team included various professionals who tried to decipher the symbols on the bronze pillar and became convinced that there were islands within the Arctic Circle that had never been discovered by humans. This coincided with the Inuit legend of ‘Sunset Land,’ so they sought out local guides. They believed that Sunset Land was an ancient land that had emerged above water but had been submerged due to rising sea levels caused by the greenhouse effect.”

“So their target wasn’t Leviathan, they don’t even know what dragons are?”

Jiude Mai smiled bitterly, “That’s right. They are just a group of pure archaeologists. They didn’t want to sneak into the dragon ruins to make a fortune. They just wanted to explore the unknown world. As they advanced towards the North Pole, they started writing papers. Of course, we didn’t want them to continue. We promised them huge rewards and told them that the mission was over. You have done a good job. You can sail back now and hand over the bronze fragment to us. That amount of money is enough to make a king betray his own country, but it has no effect on those crazy people obsessed with academics. The captain told us as if reciting a line from Shakespeare that this was a small step for him personally, but it’s a giant leap toward ancient civilization. Ah, that glorious golden kingdom lies before me, how can I halt my forging ahead? He told us that before John Stephens rediscovered the remains of Mayan civilization in the Honduran rainforest, legends of a hidden golden city within the rainforest had circulated for centuries, yet no professional scholar believed them. And he’s the modern-day John Stephens. He was captivated by that mysterious island, willing to die for it. They even lost radio contact with us, sailing north through the dangerous ice belt. Fortunately, we have polar-orbiting satellites, so we might still be able to track their course, until they encountered that cyan aurora.”

“It’s a good story, but it’s useless,” Caesar said. “We have some wine on our sleigh, so we can pay tribute to these brave pioneers.”

“Don’t worry, the story isn’t over yet. As you know, once the aurora appears, intense ionization will cut off all contact with the outside world within that area. So from the moment they encountered the aurora, even polar-orbiting satellites couldn’t locate them. But that contemporary John Stephens actually contacted us once. He was clearly drunk, and his speech was illogical, but he said one very clear thing at the end. He said,” Jiude Mai paused, “We have closed the doors of Valhalla, and the things inside should not be allowed to return to the human world.”

Caesar was horrified. “Hall of Valor?”

“That’s right, Valhalla, the palace where Odin in Norse mythology received the spirits of warriors,” said Mai Jude. “It’s not the auditorium in your academy.”

The last sentence was purely tongue-in-cheek. There was also a Valhalla at Cassel College, but it was simply modeled after the joyous temple of the dead in Norse mythology.

Legend has it that the main god Odin had already anticipated the “Twilight of the Gods” and ordered his maidens to go to battlefields around the world to select brave warriors to reserve troops for the Doomsday War.

These maids, called “Valkyries” or “Valkyries”, rode their horses through the bloody battlefields, kissed the lips of the dying warriors, and took their souls to Valhalla.

In that lavish palace, with 540 gates, each capable of accommodating 800 warriors abreast, the warriors trained their skills day and night, even if they died on the training grounds, they could be resurrected. At night, they feasted on meat and drank wine, guzzling the milk of the divine goat, served by the Valkyries. Until the day of doom, all 540 gates opened simultaneously, and every heroic spirit in human history poured out, rushing to the battlefield where they were destined for certain death.

The highlights of Norse mythology are tragic and grand, and coupled with the imaginative element of “Kiss of the Valkyrie”, it is impossible not to be impressed.

But to say that there is a palace full of souls hidden in the Arctic Circle is even more like a fairy tale than the idea of ​​”Sunset Land”.

But Caesar nodded. “I’ve heard that the ancient Norse people believed the aurora was the reflection of the armor of the Valkyries as they galloped through the clouds.”

“Bullshit! In this godforsaken place, do you expect to find a Valkyrie with big breasts and a nice butt?” Finger had already woken up and was very excited after hearing this.

“Big breasts and a nice butt are just your fantasy. It’s more likely to be a team of sturdy Nordic aunts.” Jude Mai said, “Shut up.”

Caesar thought for a moment. “The story is more exciting, but it’s still just a story. Apart from the name ‘Hall of Valor’, we still know nothing about the situation on that island.”

Jiude Mai sighed, “Master Gattuso, if your IQ was half as good as your face, I might still give you a chance to date.”

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