The Master of Ragnarok & Blesser of Einherjar: Volume 3 by Seiichi Takayama

Author:Seiichi Takayama [TAKAYAMA, SEIICHI]
Language: eng
Format: epub, pdf
Publisher: J-Novel Club
Published: 2018-09-03T00:00:00+00:00

“O Angrboða, goddess who protects Iárnviðr! I, Fárbauti, patriarch of the Wolf Clan, beseech you. Bestow your divine protection on these brave soldiers of the Wolf as they head to battle! Grant us victory!”

As Fárbauti raised his voice at the end, the crowd let out a roar that seemed to shake the very air, which echoed far and wide throughout the city.

“Victory!!”

Reports had come in that the Claw Clan was at last mobilizing their forces, and now in front of the sacred tower Hliðskjálf stood neat lines of fully-armed soldiers, at attention with the butts of their spears planted firmly in the ground.

They numbered just over one thousand.

These soldiers were going to join up with the five hundred soldiers at Fort Gnipahellir on the border with the Claw Clan, making a total force of fifteen hundred. The ones protecting the border with the Horn Clan could not afford to be moved, so this was the maximum number of soldiers the Wolf Clan could muster.

By contrast, taking into consideration the information they’d obtained so far, it was estimated the Claw Clan had roughly about two thousand to twenty-five hundred men.

Judging by numbers, they were at a disadvantage, but now the right hand of each Wolf Clan soldier held a spear that was strong enough to break through the shields of their enemies. And in their left hands were shields hard enough to withstand any kind of attack their enemies might bring to bear.

And on top of that...

“Second-in-Command Loptr,” commanded Fárbauti. “I grant you all authority as my representative. Lead this army, destroy the forces of our bitter enemy the Claw Clan, and take back the dignity handed down to us over the generations by our ancestors!”

“Sir! I shall!” Loptr said.

Commanding this army was Loptr, Einherjar of the rune Alþiófr, Jester of a Thousand Illusions. He was the heroic general known throughout nearby lands by the alias Býleistr, the Sire of Lightning Within the Storm.

Beneath his banner were Sigrún, Felicia, and the man in charge of protecting Fort Gnipahellir, Skáviðr, who was known as the Strongest Silver Wolf, Mánagarmr. Each of them was a powerful Einherjar in their own right, on par with a hundred soldiers, and together they formed an incredible lineup.

“Come over here, Yuuto,” Fárbauti commanded.

“Sir!” Yuuto responded to the summons and moved to stand beside him, just as they’d discussed in advance. He could distinctly feel everyone’s eyes gathering on him.

During the Oath of the Chalice Ceremony, the room had been full of important people, but it had still been only a crowd of a few dozen. But now he was in front of a crowd of thousands. His couldn’t stop his knees from shaking. It was like his own body wouldn’t listen to him.

At that moment, Fárbauti’s hand grasped him strongly on the shoulder, and mysteriously, the shaking settled down.

“I’m sure all of you know of him,” Fárbauti said. “He is the young man with whom I exchanged the Oath of the Chalice just the other day, my new son.

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