You and me under the world tree

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Chapter 68: That's the Gap

Unknowingly, Slude's expression became ugly.

Nostalgic?

This is of course true and undeniable.

But now, after all that has happened, those memories have long since become a painful symbol.

Just mentioning it for a moment can tap into deep wounds.

So much time has passed, and he has long been torn face with the gods.

However, she still felt a little uncomfortable.

Some things seem to have happened yesterday.

And if there is any difference, it is her actions and positions.

Once, she could tell him with the emotion called 'grievance' that she never regarded them as the lowest level, nor did she regard them as toys.

But now it's different.

She had just personally annihilated the battle plans that mortals had conceived with all their might.

It is not relying on the same identity as a mortal, nor is it using strategy to engage in games and collisions.

She used her identity and strength to easily defeat the flame defense line built by those mortals.

And Etzel also used strength to prove the weakness of mortals.

The gap in the level of powerful strength and ability seems to directly prove the original strength.

Gods and fragile human beings who have the power to change the world with every gesture.

Because of the disparity in status, the so-called goodwill will be regarded as a kind of love for toys.

Because of the disparity in status, this kind of behavior for the standpoint of one's own race will be regarded as oppression.

These things seemed easy to think through, but Slude felt his mind went blank.

Because she couldn't help but think of a lot of things.

Especially in the past.

Unknowingly, she even felt that Sigrun and Helvey, two friends who had known her for a long time——friends who wrote maids were a little strange.

But it all comes down to one thing:

She is a goddess.

She was born in Asgard, and of course she should fight for the interests of the Protoss.

However, Helvey and Sigrun are completely different.

Because they should be human beings, but the identity of the Valkyrie being praised and worshiped by people made them break away from their own ethnic group.

But the point is not actually that, the point is the thought of worship.

As if all this was taken for granted.

Because he thought a certain woman was young and beautiful, he promoted her to be a Valkyrie without authorization.

Because I thought that a young man might have potential and even look interesting, I started teaching him martial arts and magic.

Of course, teaching itself is not wrong.

What matters is her 'perspective'.

From the beginning to the end, she never let go of her figure.

It's not a topic of identity and self-esteem, but that attitude.

"Why? Is it because you are a god?!"

Unknowingly, her thoughts returned to the confrontation at the peak of Xendar.

In the frozen palace of her friend Brunhilde, some white-haired woman had quarreled violently with her.

And now her words can also turn into a sharp blade, piercing directly into her heart.

"Tell me! Why did he let go and not you! Why don't you take a step back!"

Gradually, the sun goddess' chariot fully opened the closed Swarin shield.

The fiery brilliance fully bloomed to its due brilliance.

So, the sky cleared again.

After the dark clouds and torrential rain completely disappeared, the sun shines on the earth again!

However, this sunshine can not bring the slightest happiness.

For the soldiers of the frontier regiment, the sudden rainstorm and warm sunshine destroyed their last hope.

For Slude, the aloof goddess of the storm, this means a complete denial of those previous experiences.

Those memories that she once regarded as precious things now reveal a strong sense of irony.

The funny thing is that she really thinks she is doing it for his own good.

Under the banner of goodwill and as a god, he was forced to make his own choice while rolling in the mortal world.

So now...

"As you please."

she said.

At this moment, Sigrun and Helvey suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

"That's fine..."

Helvetia said in a low voice.

Maybe Valkyrie's original intention was just talking to herself over there.

But due to his excellent hearing, Slude completely heard Helvey's words.

For this reason, she couldn't help pursing her lips.

Is it really that good?

She didn't know, but she didn't give any negative in the end.

Of course, there must be nothing.

"I'm going back."

she said.

But these words were not addressed to the Valkyries under her command.

At this moment, her gaze was only cast on Hermod, the envoy of God.

her friend.

At least they used to be friends, but lately because of what happened all over Midgard, they've stopped talking.

And now it is the same.

Facing Sluder's politeness that was most likely to be shown on the surface, Helmode didn't express anything else.

Even, he just embraced and stared at the battlefield below.

"Ah."

It is simply not even owed to look back.

Seeing Hermod's back, Slude just opened his mouth slightly.

She wanted to say something, but finally swallowed all the words back.

Perhaps, there is no need.

Because now, she can vaguely feel the gap between the two parties.

This kind of estrangement may exist because of the man she has been paying attention to.

But maybe it was initially ignored because of the gap between the bloodlines and status of the two parties.

But no matter what, there seems to be nothing that must be said between them.

'zila'

'boom'

The arc flickered, the storm danced, and the Valkyrie leader flew high into the sky, and at the end of that sky was the Valkyrie.

And the next moment, Helvey shook her wings towards the eastern defense line almost without thinking.

In an instant, only Hermod the God of War and the rest of the Valkyries including Sigrun remained in the sky.

"Don't panic, sisters."

Seeing them start to look at each other, Sigrun spoke.

"His Highness entrusted us with these things, can't we even do such small things well?"

With just one sentence, Sigrun calmed down the remaining Valkyries.

"Our responsibilities have not changed from beginning to end, even if His Highness is not here."

Then, she let out a long sigh of relief.

"When the war is over, let's guide the soldiers here to God's Domain."

Of course, not everyone has the ability to continue to rely on willpower to linger on the battlefield after death.

But those were taken care of by the Niflheim sisters.

At the same time, in that world, the warrior who was strangled by the Son of God finally closed his eyes.

It was obviously sunny and fine weather, but the sunshine seemed extremely cold to him.

lost.

And it failed miserably.

Mortals can't defeat the Son of God, it's just that they can't even be hostile.

Although such thoughts were indeed lingering in his mind, Wittig still held his saber tightly.

Mimonger Excalibur.

For him, grasping this heavy sword seems to be the last self-respect.

"It seems that you have nothing to say."

Looking at the warrior with his eyes closed, Etzel whispered.

He let go of his hand, and Wittig's body fell towards the city wall.

He stared at the warrior who had no strength, and there was a white horse running in the distance.

But he couldn't catch up, and there was a figure passing quickly in the sky.

"Humph."

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Chapter 69: Suicide