The Legendary Three-Element Youth?  

(Zerath was sealed by the youthful goddess Anoya and her two subservient divine emissaries. Of course, it wasn't that Anoya was incapable of vanquishing that old scoundrel Zerath; it was simply that Zerath had bound the magical elements of the entire Valoran continent to himself.) 

(In other words, if Zerath were to perish, the magical elements of Valoran would go berserk, leading to unprecedented chaos—perhaps even resulting in the world transforming into a grand explosion of fireworks.) 

"So… the youthful goddess used her power along with that of her two emissaries to seal Zerath in the Great Desert?" Xiao Mu Yu inquired coldly. 

"Indeed, that is approximately how it transpired… However, at that time, these two were the most terrifying psychopaths on the Valoran continent; wherever they tread, desolation followed, and the smoke of war rose for miles." 

(Who would dare to pay attention to such a dreadful clash between these two deranged beings? Those who did were swept away by the aftermath of their battle. Ultimately, whether they met their end together or not remains a mystery; however, since then, they have not reappeared, leading everyone to speculate that they perished in that conflict.) 

"Well… had I not encountered those individuals in the Great Desert not long ago, I would have believed they had truly been dead for millennia… Following Zerath's disappearance, the magical empire lost its cornerstone and was subsequently obliterated by the gods." 

(At that time, the scene was truly catastrophic; the magical empire faced a merciless retaliation from the gods, resulting in countless lives lost. Compared to that, your actions in Tianxin City were utterly trivial… Heh heh… Yet, the scoundrels of the magical empire deserved it; who told them to arrogantly believe in their superiority, daring even to capture deities and demons for experimentation! They were a bunch of fools, truly believing themselves invincible… Tch.) 

"And then?" Xiao Mu Yu asked coldly. 

"And then? Heh heh… Naturally, it marked the rise of our demonic lineage. Those loathsome deities expended a considerable amount of their power during the battle, and as their long-standing adversaries, how could we not graciously entertain them, living up to the expectations of the masses? Heh heh…" 

(Then, after years of conflict, countless deities and demons perished, leaving only a handful behind. Ultimately, the casualties were so great that a ceasefire was inevitable… In truth, even if there had been a desire to continue fighting, the surviving deities could be counted on one hand, and the demons were in a similar predicament, having lost many of their weaker kin…) 

(The remaining beings were primarily the strongest from both factions—such as myself, an unparalleled master. Well… this was the apocalyptic divine war… In essence, it could be understood as a senseless conflict instigated by a group of idiotic immortals, bored after living for millennia, who realized in the end that no one could gain an advantage, leading to a truce… Essentially, it resembled the squabbles of immature children.) 

"So, you're suggesting that this Gunnar may be a deity who ascended to divinity after the divine war?" Xiao Mu Yu asked coldly. 

"There is a possibility… although the likelihood is less than one percent. In my several millennia of existence, I have never heard of a deity's death resulting in a new deity inheriting their divinity." 

"…" Xiao Mu Yu fell silent for a moment before nodding coldly, "Ah… I understand." 

At that moment, a familiar voice lazily chimed in, "Ah-choo—Good morning, Sister Freya." 

Xiao Mu Yu's icy gaze turned toward the source of the voice, where a handsome young man with golden hair was stretching as he pushed open the door of a wooden loft, yawning in the morning sunlight. "Huh? Guests so early? It's…" 

As he spoke, Ezreal suddenly froze, squinting against the morning sun. Indeed… 

That cold and unfeeling gaze, the long hair interspersed with gray and white, and the adorable little fox perched on his shoulder… 

Noticing Ezreal's attention, the little fox cheerfully waved its tiny paws at him. 

In the next moment, the golden-haired youth leaped up as if struck by lightning, "Y-You! Who allowed you to come to the Glazed Shrine? Get out! Now!" 

Freya quickly intervened, smiling as she blocked the agitated young man, "Please don't be so worked up… After all, Mr. Mu Yu is my guest. What kind of reaction is this, little Ezreal?" 

"Sister Freya, have you forgotten the more than two hundred thousand innocent civilians who perished in Tianxin City?" Even though Freya restrained him, Ezreal's furious gaze remained fixed on the indifferent figure at the base of the steps, "It's this guy! This very person who regards human life as worthless erased all of Tianxin City!" 

"Oh dear… You know Mr. Mu Yu's reasons for acting as he did; why the anger?" Freya said awkwardly, "In truth, Mr. Mu Yu is quite innocent. You see… to permanently eliminate the threat of Tianxin City, he bore the burden of so many lives, the sin of erasing countless lives. I'm sure he suffers greatly; we should empathize with him." 

"Empathize?" Ezreal looked at Freya as if he had seen a ghost, "Sister Freya, you didn't say that before. Initially, you claimed that while this guy indeed did a good deed, that cold and unfeeling soul is clearly not a good person… Um…" 

Ezreal was abruptly silenced as Freya covered his mouth, glancing back at Xiao Mu Yu with an awkward expression. Leaning closer to Ezreal's ear, she whispered, "Please don't undermine my efforts, alright? I was entrusted by our teacher to take good care of Mr. Mu Yu… Can you be obedient? You, a guest in my home, shouldn't be so arrogant, you fool." 

The golden-haired youth shot an irritated glance at Xiao Mu Yu but found him completely indifferent, instead surveying the shrine's wooden structures with a frigid gaze. 

Ezreal huffed, pulling Freya aside to ask quietly, "Is this the person Lady Sona spoke of? The disciple of Master Yi, the renowned Sword Saint? The so-called paragon of virtue and compassion?" 

Upon seeing Freya nod awkwardly, Ezreal was at a loss for words. "No wonder Sister Freya wouldn't let me see that photo; it turns out this so-called paragon is this scoundrel… Hey, Sister Freya, is this guy going to live in the Glazed Shrine?" 

"What do you think?" Freya asked, grinning at him. 

"Is that even a question? He should be made to get as far away as possible!" Ezreal replied indignantly, "I need to assist the security team in investigating Jinx's case; I can't be at the Glazed Shrine all the time. What if this scoundrel takes advantage of my absence to harass you? He's a ninth-tier master; if he truly intends to do something, you wouldn't be able to resist… Therefore, for your safety, I believe we should drive him away." 

"Hee hee… Little Ezreal, you care so much for your sister? I'm touched," Freya said, covering her face in feigned shyness, grinning like a cunning fox. "But isn't Mr. Mu Yu also helping the security team? He's in the same investigative department as you, little Ezreal. If you truly care for me, you should be able to monitor Mr. Mu Yu at all times, preventing him from having any opportunity." 

"Eh…" Ezreal was momentarily taken aback, surprised. "Sister Freya, how did you know this scoundrel is also in the investigative department? He only arrived in Maple Snow yesterday." 

"Isn't that simple? Mr. Mu Yu told me," Freya said with a smile. "This morning at the market, when I met Mr. Mu Yu, he informed me… I never expected that the person who angered you so much yesterday would turn out to be Mr. Mu Yu… What a surprise." 

Ezreal wore a distressed expression, muttering, "Sister Freya, please stop teasing me. In any case… it's unavoidable that I'll have to interact with this scoundrel in the security team, but you can't make me face this emotionless man even after work…" 

Ezreal looked at Freya with a pitiful gaze, pleading, "Sister Freya, please have mercy on me. I really can't bear to see this guy; every time I catch a glimpse of his cold, emotionless face, I'm reminded of the massacre he caused, and I can't help but feel an overwhelming urge to thrash him." 

"Hee hee… Then why not just go and give him a good beating? Who knows, after being struck by you, Mr. Mu Yu might not dare to face you again," Freya laughed, covering her mouth. "Perhaps to avoid you, Mr. Mu Yu would even resign from his position in the investigative department and leave Maple Snow altogether… If that were to happen, you should be quite pleased." 

Hearing Freya's teasing, Ezreal scowled, grumbling, "That only works if I can actually defeat him." "Hee hee… Don't be so lacking in confidence," Freya replied with a smile. "After all, you are the continent's most outstanding genius, having achieved ninth-tier status at such a young age. Have you ever fought Mr. Mu Yu? How do you know you can't defeat him?" 

"What genius nonsense! Sister Freya, please stop mocking me," Ezreal sighed. "That title is completely exaggerated. If I were truly that formidable, I would have long since broken into the sanctum; why would I still be lingering at the ninth tier?"