Orario has lost his champions 2.230

The necklace that Kiara gave to Viggo had regained its power and as an example of that, the stone hanging from a chain around Viggo's neck had turned blue again.

Viggo and Rosewisse were in the babies' room next to the wet nurse and Mikoto, Kain's wife. Viggo had Uriel with red hair against his chest while stroking her back to get her to bounce off the flatulence. On the other hand, Rosewisse held Bell in her arms while the latter slept after having eaten, once again.

Uriel belched that was audible to everyone. Viggo chuckled and said —I asked me if when she is older, we'll be able to do a belching contest. Most likely, she will win me—

Rosewisse continued to hold Bell with her right hand, but she brought her left hand to her mouth to cover her mouth and laugh as low as possible —don't talk nonsense, Viggo— she said with a beautiful smile as her long silver hair framed her face.

—I mean it, her belching is some of the best I've ever heard. Well, unless you're a sailor, then those are burps—

—I don't know, fool, I've never met a sailor you're talking about—

—Ooooh, an old sea wolf who spends half his time drunk, but with his senses so keen that he could drive a ship to port without crashing it, even if he sees no more than two inches in front of his nose. They're funny people if you don't mind the strong liquor aroma—

—Sounds like interesting people—

—They're interesting people, they spend most of their time embarking back and forth. Some have a warrior spirit and seek to die on the high seas, fighting with shield and sword against pirates. Others just want to go back to their homeland to take one last look at their people and die. It's a simple life, full of comings and goings, but many of them have no regrets, even if it caused them to lose their family—

—That...— Rosewisse said quietly as her smile faded.

—It's the life they chose or the one they could choose. I don't blame them. They don't question it and I'm not the one to question them— Viggo replied, and just then, Uriel belched another burp. Viggo chuckled and said —you see, Uriel confirms it too, she doesn't question it either—

—Idiot— said Rosewisse, giggling and renewing her beautiful smile.

At that moment, the door was knocked twice from the outside and Viggo answered —passing— the next instant Kiara entered accompanied by Hephaestus, Viggo's mother, dressed in her usual white blouse and black pants with knee-high boots. After her came Alfia, who wore a silver mask with hair as white as Bell's. It was the change she had chosen as she sought to fulfill her role.

Kiara, dressed as a nun, walked to Viggo, and stopped in front of him without paying much attention to the others. She gave him a little kiss on the lips and then looked at Rosewisse, the wet nurse and Mikoto —good morning— said.

—Good morning— replied the others.

On the other hand, Viggo looked at his mother, who promised to take care of Uriel during the day. All his work for the great families or rather, those that remained in Orario, had been postponed.

—Uriel, grandma came to see you, come here— said Hephaestus with a gentle smile until she stopped in front of Viggo. The latter smiled, amused at how his mother was also a crazy grandmother just like his father.

—Come on, Uriel, go to grandma— said Viggo, he held out to the baby, and she belched one last before Hephaestus took her in his arms and laughed at his actions.

—Such a welcome— Hephaestus said with a delighted smile as she leaned Uriel against her chest.

—Let me help you, Mom— said Viggo —I took the diaper and put it on so the baby wouldn't stain your blouse.

—Thank you, son— said Hephaestus —Are you leaving ?—

—Yes, Mom, we're leaving—

—Don't worry, son, I'll take care of Uriel, you go, take care of Rosewisse—

—Thank you, Mom— replied Viggo, looked at the rest and said goodbye to everyone, only Alfia ignored him. Viggo, Rosewisse and Kiara left the room and walked through the white corridors with the windows on the left and the furniture with natural varnish on the right with the vases with colorful flowers. They walked to the center of the third floor, where there was a space with a wide carpet of more than forty square meters. On the carpet was a low square table and cushions. There was also ficus of great stature at the four corners. The roof was a wide dome that outside the mansion was blue, but inside it was white.

—Can't find an idea to paint yet?— asked Kiara.

—Yes, Semiramis keeps complaining to me that the ceiling can't stay that way forever— Viggo replied with a smile —but I can't find any good ideas that inspire me to paint it. It's a lot of space, I could easily paint forty or fifty different pictures. In that case, how to take all those ideas and merge it so that they have coherence and harmony with the main idea—

Kiara, Rosewisse and Viggo arrived in front of the table and sat on the cushions.

—Well— Kiara said —for now focus on what you have in hand, there will be time to think about a big painting project—

—Yes— replied Viggo —what do you have with me?—

Kiara made a gesture with her hand and made four boxes appear on the table with twenty jars inside. All pigments from different worlds that will help Viggo develop the paints that Hera later took and modified to give her him advantage they talked about the other time. After thinking about it, Viggo thought that one hundred and twenty days of isolation seemed terrifying, but with the direction Orario and the world was taking, it was necessary.

Viggo passed his hand over the three boxes and kept them inside his ring in his right hand.

—How are you, Rosewisse?— asked Kiara.

—Well, thank you very much for asking— replied the winged woman with silver hair and beautiful blue eyes.

—I'm glad, I'll take them to Midgar instead of Xiao because he's helping me with Viggo. I hope you don't mind?—

—No, on the contrary, I thank you very much. This is for Viggo, but also for me. I have not forgotten our queen, the other Valkyries, and my purpose. I've already talked about it with Viggo and depending on how things turn out, I'll travel to Vanaheim and separate from Viggo for a while—

Viggo let out a sigh that the two could hear. Rosewisse gave him an apologetic look as he gestured a grimace of discomfort. She loved Viggo very much but wanted to protect Vanaheim if ragnarok had gone ahead as her mother's dreams said. However, until she was one hundred percent sure, she would not take such a step. She didn't want to lose Viggo or the life they had made here. Bell's arrival had only solidified his resolve, but there was still that hint of doubt.

—Ok, this is not the time to argue. Let's see how things proceed and see what we can do— Kiara said —I can't help Viggo directly, but I can interfere a little with your fate. If I have the possibility, I will help you—

—Thank you, Kiara— Rosewisse said with a big smile. She looked at Viggo full of hope and he tilted his head in a gesture that said, "there is nothing to do to". After talking about this, Kiara gave some advice to Viggo to communicate to the goddess Hera so that when she modified the three paintings, she would do her best.

—What did Xiao say?— asked Kiara.

—Grandpa said he would talk to one of his friends, a great guy who lived in the Far East, where my aunt Mikoto comes from— Viggo replied —he said he was a great teacher. Well, I also clarify that what my father and Hera wanted for me was not to learn kung fu. It was to seek enlightenment, the balance between the material and spiritual world—

—In short, complicated things of mortals to achieve wisdom— Kiara said.

—Yes, something like that—

—Well, at least Xiao is doing his part— Kiara said.

Everyone stood up, approached Kiara, and held her hands.

—Ready?— asked Kiara.

—Ready— replied Rosewisse and Viggo.

Kiara nodded and her existences vanished from Orario and the next instant, appearing in a dark forest where the temperature was several tens of degrees lower than in Orario. Rosewisse and Viggo immediately felt the change, the darkness of the forest, the cold of the snow and the breeze coming from the Lake of the Nine Kingdoms.

—We're back— Viggo said with a smile as his breath turned to steam.

—Isn't it too frozen?— asked Rosewisse.

—Yes, I've been feeling it for a long time, too. Something is happening in Midgar that the cold is getting more intense— Viggo said, looked at Kiara and asked —Should we be in the middle of summer?—

—That's right, this should be the middle of summer— Kiara replied.

Viggo grimaced and added —Looks like your mother was right Rosewisse. Something altered the balance of the world and accelerated the arrival of ragnarok—

—The cold is not a sign— said Rosewisse.

—How is it not a sign?— asked Viggo, circling on his axis, looking at the dark forest and the snow on the treetops.

—Yes, but that it's a little colder than usual doesn't say anything—

—No, it's just the prelude, the three winters are not yet coming—

Kiara let out a chuck that caught the attention of Rosewisse and Viggo. Kiara said with a smile – those instincts, getting sharper, I wonder if they were influenced by your divinity.

—Why do you say it?— asked Rosewisse, worriedly, if what Viggo said was true, that means that ragnarok is approaching in great strides and only has a few years of preparation left.

—I can't tell you anything about it— Kiara said —sorry, you must learn it on your own.—

—That— said Rosewisse, discouraged and sighing —well, we only have a few Valkyries left in Midgar to fix this—

—Try to investigate as much as you can in Midgar— Kiara said —once you're done here, you'll have to wait two winters for Tyr's temple to emerge from the center of the lake—

Rosewisse understood that this indicated that the three winters would not be soon, that means that the two winters would be added to the other three winters of ragnarok. They had five years left or a little longer.

—Isn't there a way to make the temple emerge?— asked Rosewisse, intending to buy time.

—Do you really want to overtake ragnarok? Are you ready for what's coming? Don't you think you can be better prepared for that moment?—

Rosewisse went blank as she didn't expect that kind of response. Then, the one that emerges the temple of Tyr from the center of the lake will mark a before and after in Midgar.

—Calm down Rosewisse, you can buy time in another way— Kiara said —maybe, not knowing things beforehand, but improving your skills and ensuring what is important to you. Then, at that point any challenge will be faceable—

—I understand, Kiara— Rosewisse replied with a serious expression as her white wings flapped, —Viggo and I will prepare as best we can. Then we can endure what is coming and even ragnarok itself—