I Am The Game's Villain

Chapter 483: [Event] [Elven Utopian War] [22] How To Steal Brísingamen?



Stealing Brísingamen.

The damned necklace that clung almost possessively to Freyja's neck, as if it had a will of its

own.

No matter how many plans I devised, each one ended with the same dismal outcome: either I would be killed by whatever power her damn necklace unleashed, or I'd barely escape alive- empty-handed and no closer to saving my mother.

I'd spent days thinking it over. In the entire week I'd been here, I had never seen Freyja without that necklace. Not even once.

"Do you know what powers her Brísingamen possesses?" I asked Cleenah, pacing around the garden.

[<Not all of them. But I do know it was crafted by the greatest dwarves specifically for Freyja. It's probably there mainly to protect her.>]

"Dwarves?" I stopped, glancing toward the sky as if searching for answers. "You mean the race that vanished without a trace centuries ago?"

[<Yes...>]

Her reluctance to elaborate was clear, but I didn't press.

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