Max Level Miscellaneous Character - CH 68

The party fell into deep trouble with the treasure map in the middle. In fact, Ivan thought it was out of the blue to suddenly do a treasure hunt here, but there must be a reason why the spear of the lost warrior reacted like that.

As it is everywhere, especially in Nord, the meaning of the name was very important. If the lost warrior’s spear pointed the way, Ivan could not ignore it.

Even if this was not the will of the spear, but the will of the gods watching him from heaven.

‘There’s no way those old men would want me to search for the treasure peacefully.’

A very fierce battlefield would be waiting.

There must be a bloody battlefield where he can go one step further as a hero.

Ivan had confidence in the gods of Asgard based on such distrust.

“They always want to lead me to paradise. It will be like that this time as well.”

As Ivan spoke so bluntly, the expressions of his colleagues around him changed subtly.

The Norse paradise was Valhalla, where people constantly died and killed each other. It wasn’t something to be happy about, considering what it would look like in the eyes of others.

Delfino tried his best to make a casual expression. He knows how much Valhalla means to Norse warriors, so he can’t show his dislike. It was a religious disrespect.

Of course, he knew very well that Ivan was not very religious, unlike a normal Norse warrior. But that’s why he became more careful.

Even though Ivan curses God like a habit, if he borrows the power of God to that extent, how much is he loved by the god?

In the Norse, the surname Esirsson could only be used by descendants of the gods. Literally, a demigod who inherited the blood of the gods.

He thought it was just a legend to reinforce legitimacy, as is often the case, but looking at Ivan, Delfino changes his mind. He is wondering if that was the truth.

Even if it has faded over the years, it’s still the blood of a god, so even if Ivan cursed them like that, he still could use their divine powers.

So, Delfino had no choice but to laugh awkwardly. A commander’s son can curse his father, but a common soldier can’t do that.

“If the gods want it, there must be a reason. It’s worth investigating even if you’re not just interested in treasure.”

As Delfino nodded his head, Ferocious Tooth lit up his eyes.

“If God wants it, it may be a more precious treasure than we think!”

Sea, treasure, exploration.

Ferocious Tooth was already fully wet with the magic of those words.

“Well, I don’t know about the treasure, but I’ll be able to fight until I get tired of it…”

A building that looks like it’s going to collapse. It’s old here and there, and the windows are completely blocked off with boards. It was a place where the unique fishy smell of fish mixed with the gloomy atmosphere of a slum.

Ivan looked at the place and asked tremblingly.

“Are you sure this is the place?”

At that, Irene nodded her head with a confident expression.

“That’s right.”

Ivan should have kept in mind that Irene was an elf.

The information she knew was too old.

She seemed to be talking about some time ago, and she might as well mean it was already decades ago.

The house she first showed was inhabited by a completely outlandish person. An acquaintance of hers said that the guy they were looking for had gone somewhere else.

Since then, they have been here and there asking questions, but it’s really unsettling that the end of their search is such a shabby slum.