Chapter 111: Primordial God of Bloodshed and Battle, Odinvaldr
Vlad’s eyes widened as he heard all that. His understanding of the terminology was immense thanks to his Second Past Life memories, and he knew perfectly well what it would mean to have access to the Plane laws and Origin Force. "I would become a living god in Terra."
Freya was slightly surprised that Vlad could come to such an accurate conclusion, and it became clear the young man knew a lot about the phenomena and order of the new world. "You are right. Your perception would spread across the New Plane, and you will have access to its Origin Force, allowing your power to defy even Legends."
The woman made a small pause at this point before speaking again. "Normally, to become a World King’s Candidate, you must have dozens of thousands of people under your leadership and have performed incredible feats for the Plane Will to recognize you. The faster you rise to that stage, the more benefits you will get and the higher your chances will be. A candidate rising in a year is impressive, and they are one in a billion, but the ascension of the New Plane happened less than six months ago, so your prowess is even more shocking."
Vlad could not help but smile. Usually, the opinions of others had little impact on him, but he could not deny that being praised by the young woman felt strangely pleasant and raised his mood. However, that did not last long as he heard an annoying voice once more.
"You are too skinny!" Grey Hawk shouted, confusing Vlad and making him frown, but the old viking only continued. "It doesn’t matter if you are a World King Candidate; you are too skinny to be the Princess’ partner..."
The old Viking had not finished his sentence when a heavy blow landed on his stomach, contorting his body. The responsible party was Freya, whose eyes remained steady and calm as she looked at the young man.
Vlad’s eyes glowed with enlightenment as he finally understood the origin of the old man’s animosity. It was like a grandpa annoyed that a young man was trying to draw the attention of his granddaughter. The realization almost made him burst into laughter, but he did not dare do it upon seeing Freya’s sharp gaze on him.
’Anyway, why would he reach that conclusion?’ The only thing that Vlad and Freya had done was fight, so he did not really know why the old Viking thought he was trying to woo the young woman.
While the young man knew a lot about the customs of Heaven, he did not know about the behavior of the vikings of Valhalla. In their culture, a melee brawl, a physical confrontation often used to settle disputes or establish dominance, was not different from a dance between two possible partners, a unique perspective that Vlad had yet to understand.