The Grand Master finally understood where this absurd feeling came from.
How could anyone tell he was lying just by hearing his name?
But he could tell that Viktor wasn't lying.
As the god of lies himself, how could he not see through the lies spoken by others?
“I have seen you before, Archmage.”
"Have you forgotten? We've met before."
The archmage was slightly taken aback upon hearing Viktor's words.
He quickly lowered his head, which had been raised high from laughing, and looked intently at Viktor.
"In your other reincarnations?"
"Although it is related to this, it is not the key point."
Viktor chuckled softly and calmly stated a crucial piece of information:
Do you remember the first time we met? At the academy.
He seemed to be reminiscing about something, and he spoke eloquently.
"But I didn't recognize you back then, because you were a watermelon with eyes that could talk."
“But I think you started paying special attention to me from that time on.”
And that staff that incorporates the seal of the Scales of Justice, the goddess of justice.
It was made under the guidance of that talking watermelon.
Viktor recalled that he was indeed able to seal the Goddess of Justice into the staff thanks to the Archmage's help.
Upon hearing this, the Grand Master pondered for a moment, then smiled.
"So, that's when I was exposed?"
He was referring to the creation of that staff.
But Victor still denied it, chuckled again, and shook his head.
“I said it was when you called yourself ‘Odin’.”
The problem has returned to the very beginning, because the Grand Master doesn't understand.
How exactly was Viktor able to recognize him as not Odin based solely on his name?
So, Victor spoke up:
"Remember the cycle of reincarnation you mentioned? This is somewhat related to the cycle of reincarnation you talked about."
"In fact, before you revealed your identity, my impression of the Archmage was always that of a 'turtle'."
The archmage fell silent.
This is the image he created for his identity as a "Grand Master".
In order to convince more people of his secret to longevity as a 'great sorcerer,' he transformed himself into a tortoise.
In this way, it becomes reasonable for outsiders that the Grand Master has survived from a thousand years ago to the present day.
Because he is a turtle, it seems natural.
In reality, this was merely a pretense he used to conceal his longevity due to his divine status.
"The real Odin would not turn himself into a turtle."
Through Viktor's calm and collected reasoning, the archmage's true identity gradually became clear.
The archmage stared at Victor, his eyes calm and still, without the slightest ripple.
"So this is your logic? Just because I possess the power of transformation, you conclude that I am not 'Odin'?"
Not entirely.
Victor smiled again and continued:
“You know, I know the names of all the gods, including you.”
“I know Odin lost an eye, and I also know that Loki, the god of fire, doesn’t have much to do with fire.”
"The most crucial thing is,"
Victor's eyes were indifferent, his gaze as hard as stone, as he looked at Loki, who had completely changed and no longer possessed any trace of the aura of a great sorcerer.
It was as if they were looking at a dead person.
“I know that Ragnarok was a disaster caused by Loki.”
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