Dragon Raja: History Simulator

Loki remained calm and smiled, saying:

“My brother is too cowardly. He doesn’t dare to go to this forbidden area in person until everything is clear. So he can only ask me to seek Your Majesty’s opinion first. After that, he will come to Your Majesty in person to make a deal.”

"Is that so?" The White Emperor Yggdrasil seemed to laugh. "With only this kind of sincerity, how can you expect me to believe in your sincerity?"

Loki wore a serious expression, as if he were some kind of impartial and loyal subject:

"Your Majesty, please forgive my bluntness, but your old friends and elders live on land just across the sea from you. Have they come to visit you?"

Yggdrasil was silent; silence was the best answer.

Seeing the White Emperor's reaction, Loki understood something, and he continued:

"No, they are all afraid of the Black Emperor's wrath. Even at such close range, not one of them dares to visit you."

At this point, Loki patted his chest, as if he were quite proud:

"And I, at the westernmost point of Europe, am isolated from an entire continent by the Black Emperor, yet I still travel thousands of miles and risk great danger to come and pay homage to Your Majesty."

Isn't this the greatest show of sincerity?

Watching Loki's performance, Wang Anzhi knew that he wasn't lying in some parts. Even though he was the King of the Sky and the Wind, one of the Four Lords, entering and leaving this prison was still a very risky thing.

Fortunately, the King of the Sky and the King of the Wind are the four monarchs who have the deepest understanding of the invisible "rules," which is their authority and allows them to avoid the sight of the Black Emperor Nidhogg.

The prison here was originally designed specifically for the White Emperor Yggdrasil. It's like a fishing net that can catch big fish but will let small fish go free.

Of course, even so, Wang Anzhi did not believe that Loki would do what he said—to make the White Emperor Yggdrasil take back power.

He could only be doing this for himself.

Yggdrasil understood this principle, but she also understood that she had no other choice; this was the only option she had. So she said calmly:

"Then why have you come now? I don't believe that you haven't found the right time to come in the five thousand years since you were born, but instead you have to wait for this moment to arrive."

Loki paused, seemingly unwilling to say anything more.

However, the White Emperor Yggdrasil immediately sensed something. As the one who governs the "spiritual" element, no one can lie to her or hide their secrets from her.

She immediately sneered and said, "If you don't want to say it, then don't say it. Leave now. I'm not a pawn you can just play around with on your chessboard."

"How could that be?" Loki laughed, his dark brown eyes flickering as if he were pondering what to say.

In no time, he bowed deeply again, clearly having learned the essence of the Japanese – I know I'm wrong, but I just won't change.

"Please calm your anger, Your Majesty. I have indeed learned of something extremely important, but because it is so important, I must be cautious."

As he spoke, he looked at Wang Anzhi.

The White Emperor Yggdrasil said calmly, "He is my brother, and there is nothing I need to hide from him."

“I see,” Loki smiled. He had just been stalling for time to think about how much to say. In fact, the moment he saw the man before him, he knew that the White Emperor trusted him far more than he trusted himself.

Loki lowered his voice, looked around, and saw no one—not in the real world, not in the Nibelungen dimension, not even in the dimension of "fate"—before whispering:

"As far as I know, the Black Emperor Nidhogg was seriously injured. This injury is comparable to his shameless sneak attack on Your Majesty six thousand years ago. However, there was not much of a ripple in the real world, so I guess the battlefield this time is in Nibelungen or a higher dimension."

After Loki finished speaking, the White Emperor Yggdrasil let her go. She was too weak to forcibly detain a First Race member and search their memories to verify the truth of the matter.

However, considering that Loki took such a great risk, it's unlikely that he was just trying to spread false information; the truth of the matter is quite credible.

At least, after hearing it, both Wang Anzhi and the siblings Yggdrasil were moved.

Chapter 94 Whale Song

"The waves are rising."

Wang Anzhi looked at the sea and suddenly said this.

The World Tree is located in Nibelungen, and the illusory sea is the entrance to this place. The Nibelungen's reflection of reality is the sky that exists relative to the sea.

Mimir, the wellspring of wisdom, was right beside him, and this was also a place to enter and exit Nibelungen.

Wang Anzhi pondered to himself that perhaps the Black King Nidhogg must have longed for him to leave this prison and break free from Yggdrasil over the past six thousand years.

For the White Emperor, who had already lost everything, this was undoubtedly the greatest betrayal and the greatest irony.

Nidhogg might have been pleased to see his most beloved daughter suffer such pain in the final stages of her life, a punishment far heavier than death.

But "he" didn't, which perhaps disappointed the Black Emperor.

The undulating sea reminded him of the scenes of Loki's arrival and departure a few days ago.

Could this be a new visitor?

He looked at the swaying branches in the air, and he knew that the White Emperor Yggdrasil was among them.

“Your friend has arrived,” Yggdrasil said meaningfully, though he didn’t seem particularly happy.

"Friends?" Wang Anzhi was somewhat surprised. In this era, would he still have friends?

It can't be Jormungandr, can it?

He is the only one still active in this era.

"Yes! Mimir, you've stayed here with me for too long. Even with some of my memories, you can no longer adapt to the customs of our dragon race. That's why I..."

The reason you are depicted as human is that you are closer to dragons than to them.

Yggdrasil sighed, but his words contained little joy or heaviness; instead, they seemed to convey a profound sense of indifference.

Like a... god.

Wang Anzhi pondered the White Emperor's words. Of course, he would think like a human. Although the memories of the dragon race were stored in his mind, they still felt unfamiliar to him, not as vivid as his memories of his human days.

Moreover, he had never truly lived as a "dragon".

In this life, he was devoured by the White Emperor as soon as he was born to replenish his power. Only after the White Emperor had devoured all the power of the Elders' Council did she recreate his body and release him from her consciousness.

He never became a dragon.

Just as he was pondering, a light singing voice suddenly reached his ears. The heavenly sound was not like a miracle of life, but closer to the great power of nature.

A magnificent waterfall cascaded down from above their heads, rising from the ground and falling back down to the ground, creating a truly spectacular sight.

Wang Anzhi finally found this scene in his memory. It happened three thousand years ago, when he was still here with his sister Yggdrasil.

Back then, the Black Emperor Nidhogg wasn't as tyrannical as he is now, venting his anger on the world almost every few days.

Earthquakes, tsunamis, volcanic eruptions, even asteroid impacts...

His many great achievements proclaim His power to everyone.

However, he and the White Emperor were completely ignored while in Nibelungen. Even in his rage, Nidhogg was reluctant to destroy the prison that He had set up himself.

At that time, dragons and humans lived in harmony. Dragons were the masters, and humans were the slaves or cattle. Together, they built a beautiful and harmonious dragon society.

It was at that time, after a long period of peace, that the Black Emperor vented his long-lost anger. He dragged a meteorite down from the sky and smashed it hard into the location of present-day North Siberia.

Almost instantly, this once harmonious place reverted to its primitive and wild state.

At the same time that disaster struck, the seas where they lived finally welcomed their first guest after a long period of time.

She came to escape disaster.

Back then, just like now, a waterfall would spray up from the sky, rising from the ground and falling from the sky, forming two streams of water mist.

This is the first time in six thousand years that it has rained in this desolate Nibelungen.

Of course, this is the second time.

Wang Anzhi looked down and saw an enormous "whale" emerging from the calm sea, accompanied by song and drizzle.

It was her arrival last time that made him and the White Emperor aware of the external situation and the four monarchs.

Just then, a slender twig gently landed beside his ear and whispered something in it:

"In the Dragon Clan, feelings only require one meeting. There's no need to talk about mutual support or forgetting each other in the world. One meeting is enough to determine who will belong to you for life."

Yggdrasil looked at this flamboyant new visitor with a complicated expression, but unlike when Loki came last time, he did not "teach" this offending guest a lesson or show her the emperor's majesty.

At that moment, the "whale" leaped out of the water, and her image became clearer from its previous blurriness, which meant that she had moved from the material plane of reality to the spiritual plane where Nibelungen was located.

This was an extremely beautiful girl, with light blue eyes blinking, and light blue hair that seemed almost colorless. A long dress was draped silently over her body.

She wasn't wearing shoes, and her body floated in the air. As she walked in, she seemed to notice the gazes coming from here, and the corners of her mouth turned up slightly as she stepped forward.

Each time she took a step forward, a hexagonal ice crystal would condense in the air to catch her step. Her exquisite colors were reflected in the ice crystal, and after she left, they would quickly wither, turn into water stains, and evaporate into mist.

The girl walked through the mist, stepping on the ice crystals, her bright eyes sparkling and her smile enchanting.

She walked lightly to Wang Anzhi's side and jumped down from the invisible air without the slightest hesitation, nor did she care about the face-conscious White Emperor Yuktrashir standing beside her.

Yggdrasil snorted coldly and didn't bother with it.

Wang An instinctively caught the girl gently, and just as he was about to put her down, the girl hugged his neck.

“Let’s go to the poolside and take a look. I want to see what we look like now,” the girl said, her voice as melodious as a nightingale’s, exactly the same as the song that had just come from us.

Wang Anzhi listened and walked to the "Mimir Spring" named after him. The girl turned her head slightly, looked at the two figures on the water, and nodded in satisfaction.

She said:

"When I came last time, I was in too much of a rush and didn't have time to tell you my name, so we agreed that I would tell you my name when we meet next time."

The girl looked at him and said softly:

"Freya, that's my name."

Chapter 95 Freya

Wang Anzhi's consciousness was somewhat hazy. He recalled the last time he met this girl, she left him with this promise before she left.

She didn't ask him for his name, nor did she tell him hers. She only said that she would leave all the answers to the future, to when they met again.

Now, the promise has been kept.

Freya sat in his lap, swaying gently as if on a swing, her arms around his neck tightening slightly, as if she were being affectionate.

"Then it's your turn."

“Wang Anzhi, you can call me Wang Anzhi, or you can call me Mimir.” Wang Anzhi said almost without hesitation.

Who could resist this elfin girl?