The Lost Demigod

Although Herren had long anticipated that old Ornn would teach this noisy guy a lesson, it seemed that Darth had already taken care of it!

However, after a short while, the statue covered in furnace ash twitched a few times, and then cracks appeared everywhere. Olaf burst out with golden light, his body broke free from its confinement intact, jumped off the rock wall, and landed steadily.

It's here! The Uncontrolled Reckless Warrior!

Just when Herren thought Olaf was going to continue fighting Ornn, he saw Olaf pick up the fallen axe, put it back in his belt buckle, and casually dust off the ashes on his body.

"what?"

Herren looked at Olaf with some confusion, but Olaf acted as if he didn't see him and pretended not to exist.

"You're not playing anymore?"

"We can't beat them, we can't beat them at all, the old goat is just too strong."

Olaf may be a reckless man, but his combat intelligence is by no means low. A true expert can tell at a glance.

Ornn only had a brief moment to make a move, and Olaf immediately understood the gap between him and a demigod.

"Isn't this exactly what you wanted? Didn't you just want to die in battle?"

"What I want is to die gloriously in a brutal, bloody battle, the emphasis is on glory! Not to be slaughtered like livestock."

Olaf said confidently, pointing at Ornn with his hands on his hips.

"But that's not all! I'll be back to challenge you again sooner or later, you old goat!"

Ornn's response to Olaf's provocation was either to ignore it or to resort to a form of violence known as "passive aggression."

Olaf stood there imposingly for a long time, while Ornn remained focused on forging iron without even raising his head, leaving Olaf completely embarrassed. It took him a while to finally stop, plop down, and sulk to himself.

There's nothing we can do; we're simply outmatched. What can we say? The strong should ruthlessly humiliate the weak.

……

……

"Haestriel".

Even when facing Heron, Orn didn't say much. He wasn't good at communicating with people, and there was a generational difference of thousands of years between him and Heron, so they didn't have much in common.

Most of their interactions were tacit and unspoken, not overtly expressed.

But when he saw Alara pull Heathel out of the spirit world and saw that familiar figure, Ornn finally put down what he was doing.

"I never imagined it would turn out like this..."

Ornn's tone was unusually melancholy, which startled Aura. Sure enough, Ornn knew Haistelle!

Judging from his tone, Aura thought Ornn was about to begin a tale of the past, but Ornn simply sighed and then continued forging.

"Eh?"

Ara looked at Herren in confusion, and Herren whispered a reminder.

"Old Ornn is a taciturn person; don't expect him to talk to you about anything on his own. If you want to know something, just ask him yourself..."

"I can hear you."

Orn said in a muffled voice, and after being reminded by Heron, Alara immediately asked about Haistel.

As expected, although Ornn doesn't like to chat, in most cases, he will readily help solve the problems and difficulties of mortals as long as they come to him.

Moreover, Haistel is an old friend—

"He, like me, was a spirit of nature active in Freljord thousands of years ago, perhaps even longer..."

"Like you? Half...half-god?"

Heron looked at the elk next to Alara, which was not much bigger than a human, and saw no sign of a demigod.

"Is this thing also a demigod? Is it very powerful?"

Upon hearing this, Olaf was the first to get excited.

He showed little interest in most things except fighting; for example, he never questioned Ara, who had an unusual appearance.

But upon learning that this unassuming deer was actually a demigod, Olaf's fighting spirit was instantly rekindled.

He can't beat Ornn, that big guy, but this elk seems like someone he could try his luck with...

Aura immediately clutched her staff tightly, watching Olaf warily, afraid he would have another episode.

"Demigod... that's a human term."

At this moment, Orn spoke softly.

"He can no longer be called a demigod, because no humans believe in him anymore..."

Ornn explained the logic very simply, but because Ornn was not good at speaking and his words were somewhat obscure, Herren and Alara had to guess and ask for a long time before they finally understood the ins and outs of the matter.

The so-called demigods of Freljord are actually spirits of nature, whose true forms mostly originate from the spirit world. Their physical forms in the material world require human faith as an anchor to sustain them.

Haistel was indeed once a demigod with many followers. So much so that after losing her followers, her physical form in the spirit world was damaged and is now in a fragmented state, without memories and unable to exert her full power.

Of the three demigods still active in Freljord, Volibear is undoubtedly the most prominent, possessing a vast following of followers, including the Lost Ones, and he himself frequently mentions his original name—Valhal.

Although Ornn has lost the people of the Hearth, the artisans scattered throughout Freljord still unanimously believe in Him.

Then there's Ivania, who has the most followers because of her love for her... Many people know that in humanity's most perilous moments, an ice phoenix always appears, protecting humanity at all costs, even at the cost of its own life.

However, Heathel is completely different. As can be seen from Alara's experience, Heathel has completely lost her followers. Alara asked all over Freljord but could not find anyone who had ever heard of this revered name.

Ara, the dual-realm spirit rabbit, could easily understand the key points of this matter, and Heron could also understand it because he had a reference point.

Isn't Janna of Zaun in the same situation? Haistir's situation is only more dire; she has been completely forgotten.

"So... what can I do to help Him?"

Aura looked at her friend with concern. Even after learning that the lost reindeer was actually a demigod, her mindset did not change much. In her eyes, Haestir was still a friend she needed to help.

Ornn remained silent for a moment, then simply shook his head.

"Haestriel likes you very much... but I'm sorry, there's nothing I can do about it."

"Is that so...? Thank you."

A hint of disappointment flashed across Aurora's face, but her discouragement didn't last long.

Since she gained the ability to communicate with spirits, she discovered one thing... as long as the cause of the spirit's loss of control is found, a solution can definitely be found.

From this perspective, Ornn has actually been a great help.

Herren, however, looked at the deer and silently began to make his calculations.