The Infinite Journey of a Certain Flame

The two weapons collided, unleashing a powerful energy surge.

"Your strength is not bad, but it's far from enough to qualify you to challenge me."

Kiana's tone was cold, but her eyes flashed with fighting spirit.

After exchanging blows with that man, her eyes grew brighter and brighter, and her swordplay became even more ferocious.

She needs to defeat it in a short time.

"Stop talking nonsense, I'm going to chop you up today!!!"

The lord roared and then swung his two giant axes down.

Kiana, wielding the Flame King Sword, fearlessly met the lord's double axes head-on.

"Boom!"

The two weapons clashed, producing a loud noise, followed by the sound of bones cracking. The lord's battle axe could not withstand the impact and shattered!

The lord's arms were bleeding profusely from the aftershocks!

"This is impossible!?!"

Looking at his arm, the lord stared at Kiana in horror.

"Nothing is impossible. Your strength is too weak; you're not only unsuitable for fighting, but your defensive capabilities are also extremely poor."

As she spoke, Kiana twirled the Flame King Sword in her hand, and with a spin, slashed directly at the man's neck.

"ah!!!"

The man screamed in terror as he watched the sharp sword rapidly approaching.

"boom!"

The man was struck and knocked to the ground.

This swift and decisive strike impressed Lancelot, who was struggling to hold his sword.

"Skillful swordsmanship!"

With the death of their enemy leader, the once ferocious Vikings all stopped fighting.

They weren't thinking about avenging their leader; instead, they stared at Kiana in astonishment.

A hint of admiration was even revealed in his eyes.

"To be able to defeat the lord in such a short time... is she a Valkyrie...?"

One of the Vikings, Nan Nan, uttered the word.

What he said was exactly what the Vikings present were thinking.

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"Valkyrie? Hmm... she used to be, and she still is."

Kiana silently answered the Vikings' questions.

Although her body has undergone a slight change, transforming from a human into a Herrscher.

But she always considered herself a member of St. Fria Academy, a Valkyrie dedicated to fighting against the Honkai.

"It used to be..."

Faced with Kiana's narration, the Vikings looked at each other in bewilderment.

They didn't have any particular affection for the lord, because this guy, relying on his tall and strong physique, could bully his fellow tribesmen at every turn and treat them like servants.

Since no one could defeat him, and due to the leader's authority, everyone could only dare to be angry but not speak out.

Now, a Valkyrie suddenly appears and takes care of this guy.

This is undoubtedly a great thing that deserves our cheers.

The Vikings were a race that revered strength.

Before they launched a large-scale invasion of Eurasia, they still retained their primitive tribal customs.

Although the ships these people used were capable of utterly defeating the navies of the lords on this continent.

However, their customs and culture are far too rudimentary and primitive.

With their leader killed, these guys naturally lost their target.

And because of their habit of admiring the strong, these people actually have some goodwill towards Kiana.

So, after a brief silence...

"Your strength is convincing; please become our leader."

Kiana, who had been deep in thought, was startled when she heard this sentence.

"You're going to call me leader?"

Kiana asked uncertainly.

She felt calm. After all, she had become a powerful figure who had traveled through multiple worlds. Although there were few people like her who pleaded to follow her, they were not uncommon.

But she still didn't expect these guys to call her their leader.

And it still looks so natural.

They said it without even thinking it through.

"Yes, our leader, your strength is immense. Please allow us, your subjects..."

I submit at your feet.

A Viking soldier said these words.

"ha?!"

Kiana was stunned, staring in disbelief at the people in front of her.

She never expected that these guys would be willing to submit to her.

How is this possible?

"You...have you misunderstood something? I didn't mean to..."

Kiana wanted to explain to them, after all, she was a Valkyrie, how could she possibly become the leader of these ordinary Viking soldiers?

But before she could finish explaining, the soldiers all knelt down.

"We are willing to pledge our loyalty to you."

Kiana was completely dumbfounded.

She had no idea why the soldiers had suddenly done this, and why they had knelt down.

What on earth is going on?!

Why do they kneel and worship themselves?

At this moment, Kiana was truly speechless.

She didn't understand why these guys would do this.

Why did they choose to do this?

"Why...why did you make this choice? This is...this is unacceptable to me."

Kiana said incredulously.

What are these people doing?

Have they all gone mad?

Why is this happening?!

Is this what submission means in tradition?

But the Vikings did not stop; instead, they prostrated themselves even more devoutly, their words resounding more firmly throughout the empty square.

"We pledge our allegiance to you, mighty Valkyrie..."

"You...you shouldn't...do this! Stand up!"

Kiana was frantic, waving her hands repeatedly to signal them to stand up, but they remained kneeling stubbornly, like stones, without moving an inch.

What's going on?!

Have these guys taken the wrong medication?!

"As expected, the strong always attract others to pledge their loyalty."

Seeing Kiana looking somewhat flustered, Lancelot smiled and then began to chime in with jokes.

"Are you making fun of me?"

The knight, whose body had become very delicate, stood with his hands on his hips, looking at Kiana with a faint smile.

His handsome face became even more adorable because of his beaming smile.

However, Kiana was truly offended by his detached and indifferent attitude.

"No, how could I laugh at you? I'm just telling the truth."

After being misunderstood, Lancelot quickly waved his hand and then slowly walked forward.

Wearing that well-fitting little armor, she exuded a gentle and demure charm.

Although he did nothing, just walking over made Kiana give up any further criticism.

He just complained, somewhat puzzled, "How exactly do you mean to tell the truth?"

"Well, you could say that's the aura of a strong person; it makes people submit involuntarily. Most of these Vikings came here to beg for food, so only a powerful leader could lead them to conquer the north and south and plunder enough food to survive the winter."

Although the Vikings had not yet launched a large-scale invasion of Europe, their lifestyle and customs were already known to some European nobles.

Knights like Lancelot naturally understood what the Vikings wanted and what they believed in.

"Conquering the south and the north... If that's the case, then they might be disappointed. I'm not someone who enjoys plundering others."

"Hehe, it doesn't matter. You just need to gain the trust of these people and then get them to work for us."

Although Lancelot looks very young now, he can still put on an adult-like appearance with his six-times-born face.