The Paladin in the Abyss-Chapter 540 - 564

Chapter 540: 564 Chapter 540: 564 (Collaboration Invitation)

Despite Gertie’s confident appearance, as a Giant, her face, much larger than that of an ordinary person, made it difficult for her to hide the nuances in her expressions. Coupled with her suddenly raised pitch and exaggerated body language, Lancelot could easily tell that the female Frost Giant was merely bluffing, and the deception was not only aimed at himself but also at her followers behind her.

Nevertheless, Lancelot had a rough idea why the other party was able to resurrect from the dead—the Goddess of Ice, Olul. For a being of Divine Power, resurrecting their deceased followers surely wasn’t a difficult task.

“At least the Goddess has recognized you,” Gertie said while sizing up Lancelot’s companions. “It seems you’re not alone…”

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“We are a fantastic team,” Lancelot looked back at his fully armed companions, “very skilled at fighting Demons, and since arriving at this level, we’ve also taken down quite a few Frost Giants. Of course, those were the ones loyal to the Abyssal Lord…”

Upon hearing the name Kostcheqi, several Frost Giants behind Gertie immediately began to shout ‘Mog, Mog’ loudly, their faces as fierce as if the Abyssal Lord were their father’s murderers.

“You little dwarfs might have some advantages,” Gertie said reluctantly. “Perhaps that’s why the great Olul has sent me to you again…”

“Sent you to me again?” Lancelot caught the detail in her words. “So, our last meeting was also arranged by the Goddess of Ice?”

“…The Goddess controls everything,” Gertie’s face flashed with annoyance. “I’ll just say it straight, you are a group of mercenaries, hired to find something on this level, and that something should be inside Kostcheqi’s lair, right?”

“People are always looking for something, just as you were when you came to me last time, and you asked me for a certain item,” Lancelot answered ambiguously. “How do you know what we’re looking for is in the Glacial Fortress?”

“Come on, human, you think I don’t know? You’ve been to all the important places on this level except the Glacial Fortress,” the female Frost Giant said with a smug smile. “Let me say it again, the Goddess controls everything, you can’t resist her power any more than you can resist winter itself.”

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At this, everyone was shocked; their actions had always been secret, how could this female Frost Giant have known?

Lancelot himself was also rapidly turning thoughts in his mind, but he controlled his expression well, not showing the slightest oddity. He turned to look at the others, his gaze seemingly infused with a sort of Magic Power that calmed his companions down. Finally, Lancelot exchanged a look with the Elf Priest, who tightly pursed her lips and shook her head slightly at him.

“Since that’s the case, I wonder what we might do for the Goddess of Ice?” Lancelot straightened up and asked in a steady tone.

“For some reasons beyond my understanding, the Goddess believes you have the ability to bring out Geogad,” Gertie said with great reluctance. “I really can’t understand, just with you lot, a bunch of second-rate mercenaries?”

“If you truly understood our past accomplishments, you might have a completely different opinion,” Lancelot shrugged indifferently. “That said, if Geogad were to be freed, what’s in it for us? Such a commission is extremely dangerous, and mercenaries always charge based on the risks involved.”

“Geogad will lead those Warriors from Jotunheim! To thoroughly conquer this level!” a Frost Giant behind Gertie shouted eagerly, “He will achieve supreme victory and glory!”

“Hoo-ya!”

“Heh-ah!!”

Several other Frost Giants followed with loud cheers. Lancelot noticed an impatient expression on Gertie’s face, but she hid her emotions and continued after the howling stopped:

“With Gorgiad attracting most of the attention, you might be able to slip into the Glacial Fortress. Do you know of the ancient White Dragon Svafnir? Gorgiad happens to have a score to settle with it.” Gertie shifted slightly, waving her hand to signal her followers behind her, “Moreover, you will earn the respect of the Frost Giants of Jotunheim, they at least won’t launch an attack on you. This is a supreme honor, no human has ever received such treatment, don’t be ungrateful.”

“Perhaps I am not worthy of everyone’s respect, and I don’t expect everyone to like me.” Lancelot shrugged indifferently, “Actually, we already have a great plan to achieve our goal, and this plan does not include a part for Gorgiad.”

“How dare you refuse me!!!” the female Frost Giant growled low, “I will crush you…”

“Speaking of which, the gift you gave me last time was great, just a bit unwieldy, a little too long.” Lancelot ignored the female Frost Giant’s threat, pulling out an eight-foot-long double-bladed Great Axe from his Dimensional Bag and casually tossed it towards her, “Perhaps you should take it back.”

His action seemed nonchalant, yet the noise of the Battle Axe hitting the ground was frightening, like a Frost Giant being knocked down. It was both a kind gesture and a warning, reminding the female Frost Giant not to forget the truth of that night.

“Hmm… indeed… it is a bit large for you…” the female Frost Giant picked up the Battle Axe reluctantly, her normally blue and white face turning almost black with the effort. Suddenly she wished she hadn’t brought any followers, “Perhaps… perhaps after this is all over, you can keep the Goddess’s ‘gift’…”

“That thing?” Lancelot rolled his eyes, “This I can promise you, I will definitely return the ‘gift’ to you before we leave this plane.”

“Really?” Gertie’s eyes widened in shock, “Such a precious divine… Magic item, you don’t want it for yourself?”

“We’re not followers of Olul, we don’t need His constant ‘benevolence.'” Lancelot gave the Frost Giant Priest a meaningful look, “But I am curious, isn’t Gorgiad the brother of the Frost Giant god? Why would the God of Winter want to get involved in this matter?”

“That’s none of your business.” The Frost Giant Priest frowned, “You don’t need to know.”

“I disagree.” Lancelot crossed his arms, “If Olul has some special ‘arrangement’ for Gorgiad, do you think Solheim will settle the score with your Goddess first or vent their anger on us who are directly involved in action?”

“The Goddess has no reason to do that, She has an unbreakable alliance with Solheim.” Gertie wore a disdainful smile, “Is that what you’re worried about, human?”

“I just don’t want to be cannon fodder in a fight between gods.” Lancelot shrugged, with a firm attitude, “Plus, I don’t see any common interest or ideology between the God of Winter and the Frost Giants that could make for an unbreakable alliance.”

“Do not presume to fathom the thoughts of gods, human.” The Frost Giant Priest sneered, “They have a daughter, is that reason enough?”