You and me under the world tree

"I just feel that the atmosphere here is a little stuffy."

Then, a smile appeared on Studus' face.

He looked around for a week.

"Don't worry about me, I just feel that the fire here is a bit stuffy. Although I'm not afraid of flames, the air is somehow not smooth."

"Is your stomach bloated? Studus."

Just as the others looked at each other, the triumphant king on the throne made a sound.

At this moment, Studus also grinned.

"Indeed, I ate too much all of a sudden. I ate a lot of meat in one go before, so my stomach was a little bloated."

"Then you go out for a walk."

"Thank you, Your Majesty, for your concern."

He hey smiled.

The usual bold and hearty attitude finally dispelled the doubts of those people.

Almost no one noticed that when the usually thoughtless dragon blood warrior turned around, his expression was extremely gloomy.

Then, he walked slowly towards the outside of the palace, his steps seem a little heavy.

However, no one pursued these anymore, it was purely because of his own weight.

"Let's play some music, everyone be happy."

The triumphant king raised his wine glass.

"Today is a day to celebrate."

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Good morning everyone_(:з」∠)_

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Chapter 67: Observation needs to be improved

Today is indeed a day for celebration.

After all, King Triumph was enthroned today, and if nothing unexpected happens, this day will be designated as the 'Coronation Day'.

When the king is in power, there should be a banquet or celebration every year on the day of enthronement, no matter how big or small, to celebrate the enthronement of His Majesty the king.

Even the Gothic Kingdom was not exempt, and the previous King Dittmar would hold a celebration for it that would not interfere with daily operations.

Generally speaking, the celebration should be secretly prepared during the free period, then held from the evening, and ended when the night is dormant.

The scale of the celebration is not really important, maybe some good-looking kings will hold it particularly grandly, but its essence is just to let people remember this day.

Perhaps in the future, the Gothic Kingdom will always remember this day.

Because of this day, their new king: King Triumphant ascended the throne.

But at this moment, those things that seem so far away and should belong to at least a year later have nothing to do with the present.

And now, the incomparably contradictory emotions surging deep in Studus' heart are nothing more than one point: trust.

Originally, Studus did not think of this topic.

To be precise, he deliberately avoided these things.

Not because of anything else, because something is fragile.

Although it seems to be praised all the time, it is really strong.

But it seems like it can get pretty cheap once you hit certain things.

Family affection is not worth mentioning, and even loyalty and righteousness will be suspected of its existence.

He didn't want to bother with it, because no one mentioned it.

However, that sage completely tore this point apart.

He vaguely reminded of trust issues.

Although this point can be ignored, Hiltebrand's performance later made it impossible for him to continue to ignore it.

Even now, he can feel that emotion.

That was a kind of vigilance unique to Hiltebrand. In other words, he was actually vigilant against everyone.

And like the sage, he once again emphasized the so-called trust relationship, which made him feel uncomfortable.

Are you suspicious of us?

Are you suspicious of other people?

Did you ever trust us?

Before talking about the so-called trust topic, he almost wanted to question his uncle.

Because he just doesn't feel well, and in his subconscious mind, the Gothic Twelve should stick together no matter what.

It's like swearing allegiance together at the coronation ceremony in the morning, and handing over power together with other lords who may have changes and thoughts in their hearts.

But at the same time, deep down in his heart, he felt uneasy.

Because he knows very well that the so-called expectation is one thing, but vigilance against reality is another.

He didn't want any surprises in the new twelve warriors group formed now, but expectations were just expectations after all.

The so-called reality is not as beautiful as imagined.

There was a king's brother who chose to rebel, disregarding brotherhood, and only longing for power.

Later, the king's wife planned a conspiracy, not only to put the king to death regardless of the relationship between husband and wife, but even to kill the daughter she gave birth to herself.

Then there are warriors under his command who don't even care about the so-called promotion, kindness and loyalty, and are obsessed with what they think is justice.

Just after these crap things happened, Studus himself seemed a little dazed.

He can clarify his position with his uncle.

In short, no matter what happens, he will always guard the frontier for Goth.

Not for anything else, but for the princess who gave him glory and power.

He didn't want to touch power very much, but understood that it represented her trust.

Also because of this, as her warrior, he will definitely do his best in this regard.

And he also believes that his uncle who has lived here for most of his life and devoted his youth to this place also thinks so.

Because the uncle is deeply involved with the current Amerongen royal family, he will not abandon the triumphant king no matter what.

But what about everyone else?

"call……"

Thinking of this, Studus felt irritable again.

Although before, he seemed to have expressed his dissatisfaction with this kind of topic.

But sometimes, dissatisfaction is not only due to anger, but also a guilty conscience.

Because he didn't have much confidence in this kind of thing.

Leaving aside those other people he doesn't care about, how many people can survive to the end just for the group called 'The Twelve Gothic Warriors'?

At this moment, Studus didn't go anywhere, he just stood where he was, before the gate of the palace.

And because the palace itself has a certain height and has stairs leading down, he can see the scenery below with just one glance.

He just watched, gradually narrowing his eyes.

However, at this time, Studus didn't know that there were actually two people watching him from above his head.

"Isn't this man a subordinate of that woman?"

After seeing Studus walking slowly up the stairs, Hela couldn't help asking.

At this moment, she holds a glass of sweet milk in one hand and a cookie in the other.

The little mouth moves like a hamster.

"What is he doing now?"

"Who knows."

In this regard, Howard didn't seem to care about anything at all.

"Maybe it's because I'm full from eating meat, so I might go out for a walk to digest it."

Then, Hela didn't respond.

At this moment, she just looked at Hodder with an extremely strange look.

Although she didn't speak, the look in her eyes showed her dissatisfaction.

"Okay, okay, he just came out to relax."

Really can't stand Hella's weird eyes, Huo De couldn't help but said.

"Is there anything bothering you?"

"Whatever we said before, he was annoyed."

"what……"

Of course, Hela still remembered that just before, Huo De had mentioned the extreme state of instability in the Gothic Kingdom.

What would happen if the woman who was the triumphant king really left?

"Is that what you were talking to him about?"

"I didn't say it, but it's clear he knew what I was talking about."

"Eh……"

Hela elongated her tone just like that, and she reached into the glass bottle again, but she couldn't touch anything.

"It's over, Hodder."

She suddenly looked pitifully at the man beside her.

However, he gave her a heavy blow.

"No more, it's all here."

"That's it."

Just pouted like this, she looked at the soldier below.

"I thought he was the kind of heartless person."

Good guy, those who didn't know thought you were bashing that guy.

At this moment, Hodder was also speechless for a while.

After all, that's exactly how Studus behaved.

but……

"He's not as simple as he seems."

Howard finally opened his mouth to explain.

"Although he looks carefree and heartless on the surface, his mind is quite delicate and soft."

Then, the sage looked at Hela.

"Your observation skills need to be improved, Your Majesty the Queen."

He laughed.