Type-Moon: In Another World, I Became an Alien God

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"Slud, Hild, Otlind..."

Brunhilde read out the three names.

Unlike mass-produced models, these three Valkyries, like Brunhilde, have their own names.

The leader, Slud, had waist-length blond hair.

She was dignified and dashing.

Hilde's eyes sparkled with liveliness, and her cherry-pink hair swayed slightly in the cold wind.

The youngest sister, Otlinde, was wearing a white hooded coat.

With her short black hair and melancholic air, she possessed an introverted shyness unlike her sisters.

"Let me make this clear from the start: I am not the older sister you know, but Brunhilde from another world."

In that world, although I was also a Valkyrie, I didn't experience Ragnarok. Moreover, I had a beloved husband, and I've come here to help him.

Brunhilde first explained the facts clearly.

Otherwise, looking at the stares of more than a hundred Valkyries, she and Yao couldn't help but feel a little uneasy.

I always feel that the younger girls' eyes are too lethal.

It's as if it's about to pierce through the light.

As a wife, Brunhilde didn't want her sister's relationship with her husband to become too strained.

However, after this explanation...

The gazes of the hundred Valkyries were even more oppressive, showing no sign of abating.

This made Yao's lips twitch even more.

From the very beginning, the sister-in-law came on strong, displaying an overbearing attitude as if she wanted to kill her brother-in-law with her sword.

"...Yes. You are not the older sister we know."

The elder sister we knew well has perished along with the maddened gods.

You exist in another world, with a soul even happier than the older sister in this world.

Slud said with great sadness.

She then recounted the beginning and end of Ragnarok.

Beginning with Loki's scheme to free the evil god from his bonds, the gods and giants constantly wage war against each other.

An incorrect process leads to an incorrect result.

"The predetermined path of death did not unfold as expected, and the fate of the gods was disrupted."

Thor didn't die at the hands of Jormungandr, nor did Odin die at the mouth of Fenrir—the world fell into a state of confusion from that time onward, and has remained mad ever since.

Hilde turned her face away, looking dejected.

To this day, they still clearly remember the horror of that day and the scorching sun that nearly destroyed everything.

"Even so, when we saw you appear, we trembled with joy, even if you weren't the older sister we knew. To us, even if our older sister came from another world, we... still wanted to be close to you..."

Otlind's eyes lit up with hope.

Like those left-behind children left at home by their parents, their eyes are filled with longing and yearning.

Not just her, but all the other Valkyries as well.

They share a common aspiration.

At this moment, Yao finally understood why the Valkyries' gazes were so hostile.

Valkyrie completely saw him as the culprit.

They concluded that he had abducted Brunhilde.

"Brynhild, have they always been like this?"

"...It's always been this way. Darling, I never imagined it would be like this even in other worlds."

Brunhilde was a little embarrassed.

It would be somewhat embarrassing for her husband to find out that her sisters are a group of obsessed siscon fans.

Perhaps the Valkyries were unaware of this.

But Brunhilde, who has been with Yao for so long, has developed an excessive sense of self.

"My sisters, living under different skies, I have heard your wishes. And I am willing to respond. To talk to each other, to miss each other, to lean on each other, and to walk together, just like before... all of this is fine. In fact, I also look forward to spending more time with you."

"...Ah, big sister!"

The Valkyries, led by Slud, were overjoyed.

The wings on their heads flapped rapidly, indicating their joyful mood.

Her joyful expression was like that of a little girl whose wish had come true.

“But you must understand the hierarchy of elders and the etiquette of Valkyries. How can you point a gun at your dear ones now? He is your brother-in-law. I don’t remember my beloved sisters becoming so rude.” Brunhilde’s tone was full of sorrow.

"Big sister... this, this is...!"

The Valkyries panicked and ran away without thinking.

That's right, they have never hidden their hostility towards Yao, and they still haven't been able to change it.

This is a very naive and innocent childish mentality.

When their favorite older sister is taken away by a stranger, the Valkyries' first thought is to take her back.

If Yao disappears.

That way, I can take up more of my older sister's time.

"Phew... What a series of misfortunes..."

At this moment, Yao also saw through his sister-in-law's thoughts and couldn't help but sigh that being a brother-in-law was a nightmare.

Even if you know what Valkyrie is thinking.

Yao couldn't get angry either.

As Valkyrie's brother-in-law, Yao has no reason to be angry about her childlike mentality that stems from a lack of normal development.

Brunhilde regarded them as her sisters.

Na Yao naturally followed his wife's example.

"Furthermore, we must not be too hasty. Shouldn't you be following the instructions of the goddess Skadi right now?"

I came here to help Yao overcome the trials.

My sisters, you are servants of the goddess Skadi, and it is both proper and obligatory that you should not get too close to me during the trial. If you receive help from a servant, it will no longer be considered a trial.

Brunhilde is absolutely right.

Valkyrie is flawless.

However, while the logic is sound, not everyone can accept this so-called correctness.

"—So, are you going to make us, who have endured a century of torment in madness, continue to suffer? Or are you going to do this even though we already know that our elder sister is right in front of us!?"

The first to erupt was Hilder's fire.

She took a step forward.

"I can't accept it, I absolutely can't accept it... Your face, your voice... everything about you is the sister we all know! Compared to us, who share the same roots, do you really think that man over there, who isn't even a god, is more important!?"

Otlind's red eyes revealed sorrow.

His tone also became excited.

Chapter 133 Both are flesh and blood [Please subscribe! Please give flowers!]

These three men lost Valhalla over the course of a century, and even their duty as guides of heroes was erased.

They can only live by reminiscing about the past.

Therefore, Brunhilde, who left the deepest impression on their memories, was the object of their deepest affection.

Valkyrie could not understand the relationship between men and women.

Therefore, they would only think that Yao Tai was despicable and shameless for deceiving his older sister into leaving them.

"this.....!?".

Brunhilde felt as if her throat was being choked.

Both hands are flesh and blood.

Her stubborn sisters are hostile to her beloved husband and are forcing her to choose between them.

For a moment, Brunhilde also understood how Yao felt when faced with a multiple-choice question.

"Even if I'm not a god, so what? Even so, I'm still Brunhilde's husband, and your brother-in-law. That won't change. Forcing your sister to choose between the two will only make your sister the one who suffers in the end."

As a man, and a responsible husband, I can't let you continue to be so willful.

Yao stood in front of Brunhilde.

They faced the wrath of the Valkyries head-on.

Valkyrie, who was already dissatisfied with Yao, had her pent-up resentment rise to another level.

"Overconfident! Despicable humans!"

However, you can't possibly understand the longing and madness we sisters have felt over the past hundred years by deceiving you for a moment!

"This is the dream we've waited for over a hundred years to finally realize, to reunite with our sister who was supposed to be dead, it's our...!" Slud glared angrily at Yao.

It's clear that this applies to both her and the other two Valkyries.

Their faces were filled with anger.

The madness of the past century has brought not only pain, but also emotions that a Valkyrie should not have.

Other mass-produced Valkyries are too cold.

The three Valkyries, Koslud, Hilde, and Otlind, possess rich emotional abilities.

Yao couldn't help but smile.

Upon seeing this, Slud retorted angrily, "What are you laughing at? What's so funny! Are you underestimating how much we miss our elder sister?!"

"No, I'm not mocking your longing. Rather, I'm surprised that you have such feelings... You have already begun to possess the heart of a human being. You feel sadness and grief because of rejection, and joy and happiness because of acceptance. I think you deserve praise for taking this step on your own."

"Feelings...? Nonsense! Don't think you can sway us with such manipulation! You villain who deceived my elder sister!"

A fleeting hesitation crossed Slud's face.

They are unaware that they have feelings, and even believe that they are perfect, automated machines.

However, a century has passed and things have changed.

The three Valkyries have already developed their own identities.

"Inexplicable? Perhaps so to you."

But seeing you all strive to get this far, I can't just stand by and do nothing. Since you are Brunhilde's sisters, you are my sisters too. Seeing my sisters suffering so much, as their older brother, I must do something.

"Yes, you can speak your pain here, and Brunhilde and I will accept it."

Yao revealed a gentle and kind smile.

He is as sunny and cheerful as the older brother next door, and remains calm even when facing the Valkyrie's murderous aura.

It seems to be able to encompass everything in the world.

In his view, the Valkyries were like little girls who hadn't grown up and only needed to be comforted and guided.

Do the Valkyries really hate Yao?

That's not the case; the essence is much simpler.

Even if you replaced Yao with someone else, it would be the same; they just want someone to comfort them.

Brunhilde happened to be the closest person to her.


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