Chapter 391: Warrior Princes
In the world of Eos, there were rivers and oceans everywhere, each with its own story. But none of them could compare to the Great Seas. These waters were vast, stretching so far that no one could see the end. They weren't just big—they were special. The Great Seas acted as a border, keeping humans on one continent and non-humans on the other.
But more importantly, they hid something incredible: Valhalla, the legendary home of the Valkyries. The seas were said to be enchanted, with storms and currents that could tear apart anyone unworthy of crossing. Only the strongest or most determined could hope to make it through.
Of course, the seas weren't enchanted in any way; it was just the natural state of the Great Seas.
Swoosh! Swoosh!
Swoosh! Swoosh!
The waves hit the side of a small ship cutting through the water. Standing at the helm was Akira. Her silver hair whipped wildly in the wind, glowing under the sunlight. Her bright violet eyes stared ahead with determination. It had been several days since she left Valhalla, yet she had yet to see any land.
'Luckily, I have enough supplies in my storage ring, or else I'd be very hungry by now.' Akira muttered to herself as she bit into a snack.
Akira had been anxious in the last few days. Knowing the queen of Valhalla, her mother, she was certain that they'd started chasing her.
It was one of the reasons why she kept looking behind from time to time, but she had yet to see any ship. It should've given her some relief; however, on the contrary, it only made her more worried.
Did Akira regret her decision? No, she didn't. She clenched the railings of the ship tightly, her knuckles turning white as she thought about the life she had left behind.
'If I had stayed behind, I'd probably have become a concubine for that disgusting prince and a breeding partner.' Determination burned in Akira's eyes. "That... that's not the kind of life I envisioned for myself."
"I want a life of adventure and to be truly loved. The giants can't give that. They only see us as objects to quench their satisfaction, to be discarded when we're no longer needed."
'Yes, I'm doing the right thing!'
"Wait... What is that?"
Akira snapped out of her thoughts as her gaze locked onto a monstrous ship cutting through the waves, towering over her own vessel like a predator over its prey. Her ship, dwarfed in comparison, seemed as insignificant as an ant before the tyrannical behemoth.
The eyes of the Valkyrie Princess flashed dangerously as she recognized the banners fluttering on the ship.
"Skyrend Kingdom."
It was the giants.
Inside the hold of the colossal ship, a man twice the height of a human was staring at the tiny ship with a smirk on his face. In his grasp was a communication crystal.
"My lord, we have spotted the prince." He relayed to the person on the other side.
"Good." A deep, satisfied voice echoed from the other side. "I'll be there soon."
Arnold, the one in charge of the ship, placed the communication crystal into his pocket and ordered the Captain to crush the smaller ship.
"Tsk." Akira scowled as she saw through the intention and scowled.
"You want to crush me?" The princess smirked. Then, in a cold voice, she uttered, "Come and get me!"
At the same time, radiant wings, similar to Erin's, started to sprout from her back. Discover exclusive content at empire
"Unlike Aunt Erin, my time is much more limited. I only have two minutes to end this."
A fierce gleam shone in Akira's eyes. As she placed her hand on the ship, it disappeared in a burst of light, appearing inside her inventory.
'I wouldn't have gone all out like that, but there are about 20 or even more giants inside there. I can't afford to take any chances.'
The radiant wings flapped, and Akira's body shot upwards, cutting through the wind barrier. Her lush silver hair floated in the air.
"She's getting away!" A giant shouted with a panicked expression. In his hands was a massive pillar that seemed to be ripped off from a building; the edges were sharp and glinted ominously.
"She isn't." Arnold stated calmly. "If she could easily get away, she wouldn't be using a ship in the first place."
After covering about 500 meters in mid-air, she suddenly came to a stop. Akira's violet eyes narrowed as she hovered midair, her radiant wings glowing brighter with each passing second. She raised her hand high, her voice cold and resolute.
"Celestial Wrath: Skybreaker!"
The air around her crackled as the skies seemed to respond to her command. A massive golden spear of light formed above her, stretching wider and taller than the colossal ship below. It pulsed with raw energy, radiating enough power to make the ocean tremble.
Onboard the giant's ship, chaos erupted.
"What is that?!" A panicked giant shouted, clutching his weapon tightly.
Arnold's confident smirk twisted into a grimace as he stared up at the overwhelming force. "She's just one Valkyrie! How can she—"
But before he could finish, Akira thrust her hand forward. The golden spear shot down like divine judgment, piercing through the ship with a deafening explosion.
BOOM!
The entire ship was engulfed in a blazing white light, and the sea roared as waves surged violently outward.
Akira stared at the ship one last time before descending back to the ground and continued her journey on her ship as if she had not single-handedly dealt with a fleet of giants.
Some time later, after Akira had left the scene, another ship arrived just in time before the giant ship could sink into the sea.
"What happened here?" The giant prince, Gideon, asked in a deep voice, anger flickering across his eyes as he saw the state of his brethren.
"T-the..." Arnold stammered, his arm trembling as he pointed towards the south where Akira had sailed.
"Princess Akira." He managed to say. "She was... she was too..."
Before he could complete his words, Arnold's eyes rolled to the back of his head as he fell back, his head hitting the ground with a light thud.
"She was too powerful?" Gideon whispered to himself with a complicated glint in his eyes. Even though Arnold couldn't complete his sentence before dying, he could perfectly guess what he was about to say.
"All this for a male? The princess would go as far as making our kingdom an enemy?" Intense anger burned in Gideon's eyes. He felt rage and jealousy—rage for the death of his men. Surprisingly jealous... jealous because the princess would go to such dangerous lengths just for a human male.
'Such a lucky man,' he thought silently in his heart as he walked toward the edge of his ship and looked southward. In the distance, he could see the sun collapsing into the ocean and the moon rising.
A malevolent light glinted in Gideon's eyes as a smile that wasn't a smile appeared on his fairly handsome face. "Continue the journey. I have an idea of which human kingdom the human male is from."
"Captain, which kingdom?" Asked a giant with a deep network-like scar on one side of his face, as he came up to Gideon.
"There are six kingdoms in the far West: the Vermilion Kingdom, Snowhelm, Valeria Imperi, Aetherai, and Tristan. However, south of the Great Sea leads to only one kingdom... and that is the shores of the Vermilion Kingdom..."