You and me under the world tree

Looking forward to good?

A series of questions suddenly formed a path leading to the depths of memory, and then she saw a monster-like figure.

A throne made of piled bones, a terrifying figure on the throne.

The lower body was stuck to the throne like mud, and even the upper body was rotten.

"good……"

An unspeakable complexity surged into my heart.

Especially after seeing the intact body now, the complexity in her heart became more serious.

"I still think so, it doesn't suit me well."

Unlike before, Hela did not continue to quarrel on this topic.

Instead, she waved her hand, looking less interested in the topic.

As for why...

"I have seen too many things and experienced many things. My brothers and I have always been hostile and suppressed. The words you said have nothing to do with us."

Hela sneered.

"After all, we are the existence that can cause the world to completely shatter and go to dusk."

Already hopeless?

Of course this is not the case.

Howard can clearly distinguish this.

In fact, Hela's current state is numb.

Because of the treatment she received when she was a child, she would have an attitude of resentment and hatred towards everything around her.

As for the Asa Protoss, she wished those guys would die.

This kind of anger and hatred has sustained her from the moment she became the Queen of the Nether.

However, this does not mean that she has nothing else besides this.

For example...

"There are always people looking forward to your birth."

Facing Hela's icy eyes that seemed to have recovered from the Queen's, Huo De said.

"Hella, there are always people in this world who don't care about any interests and just love you."

Love.

This simple and unpretentious vocabulary is easy to associate with people.

Even Hella is the same.

Even she has soft spots deep inside.

Gradually, a figure appeared in her mind.

It was a somewhat vague effect of infancy.

"Good... good, so cute."

"Maybe the world is full of malice, but you were born with blessings."

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Chapter 79: Love the Beautiful

There is no doubt about it, even Hela, the goddess of death, and even the Queen of the Nether who is regarded as a monster and frightens people.

Her birth must have been blessed too.

Not because of anything else, because she has parents.

Even for her and her brothers, the entire Nine Realms is full of malice wishing that they were not born, or even disappeared directly.

So it seems that no one cares about their life or death at all.

However, these people are only the 'majority' after all.

Theoretically speaking, most of these so-called characters are irrelevant to them.

It is also because they have nothing to do, so they tend to be conservative both in terms of ideas and actions.

To put it bluntly, even radicals are a minority.

But none of these matter, what matters is that they are not 'all'.

Contrary to the 'most', after all, there are such a 'small number' of characters who have kindness and even love for them.

Like her mother.

No matter how the external situation changes and how strong the maliciousness is, Huo De believes that Hela must have been born with the blessing of his mother.

Not because of anything else, because Gulweger would rather use his own life in exchange for her birth.

In this regard, she is similar to the mother Lagoza who was once stricken by the plague.

In fact, it was precisely because of this that Hela gave Lagossa special 'preferential treatment', pointing her to a way of life that was better than none, even though it was close to death.

"Mother……"

Although at this moment, the figure that emerged in Hela's mind was a little blurry.

Although as a child of giants, she was conscious from the moment she was born.

But unfortunately, she was just born at that time.

Although he could open his eyes under the call, everything in his eyes was extremely blurry.

Therefore, this has become an eternal regret.

Because she couldn't remember the mother's face.

For her, the so-called mother only has that vague figure.

But even so, the cold eyes of aka Queen gradually softened.

Huo De's words did not have any eloquence at all, but they broke through her defenses like a sharp sword and unearthed those precious memories deep in her heart.

There is only such a moment, the precious memory she has had since the moment she was born.

At least, her mother was looking forward to her birth.

indeed.

She was indeed sealed away when she was a little girl, and she was thrown into that nether land to fend for herself.

But before that, her mother was willing to give up her life to give birth to her.

She is the continuation of the mother's life.

Until now, she can still feel the warm touch that used to spread all over her body.

Her mother is hugging her.

"So cute."

That's how her mother described her.

"In the future, you will definitely become a lovely child, a happy, happy girl, and a beautiful little flower."

Opposite the vague figure and face is the clear voice.

"You don't need to be a genius, you don't need to be a strong person, you just need ordinary happiness and happiness, so your name is..."

"what……"

Suddenly, Hela unconsciously opened her mouth and made a sound.

Immediately afterwards, she touched her head, looking extremely distressed.

"I think I seem to have made a mistake."

she whispered.

"what?"

"I seemed to say before that my adoptive father took my name."

"Well, you said you forgot your name."

"But I suddenly remembered my former name."

Having said that, Hela couldn't help pursing her lips.

Biting her lower lip lightly with her white teeth, she suddenly began to hesitate.

"My name seems to be given by my mother."

Then, she slowly closed her eyes.

"She seemed to name me before she died, but after that, no one called me by my name."

she said.

This kind of misunderstanding is actually quite normal.

Because the namer has passed away, and maybe only called that name once.

In addition, her passing represents a kind of pain, so she will not remember it even more.

"In my impression, the only one who calls my name is my adoptive father."

The ones who shouted the most were him and the children he adopted, that is, her former little friends.

Is it that memory that gave me a wrong perception?

They were the only ones shouting, so the one who named it must be the adoptive father who raised them together.

"Speaking of which, didn't you say that you forgot your name?"

"..."

Regarding this point, Hela remained silent from the beginning.

But soon, she looked up.

"Yeah, I forgot, so I remembered wrong, didn't I?"

Her expression looked a little bright, even to the point of exaggeration.

"It's also because I don't remember, so I subconsciously felt that my adoptive father gave me the name I used to have."

And the previous silence has already explained the problem in a sense.

The so-called time is too long, forgetting or something is just a scene.

The reality is that she doesn't want to say that name, and she doesn't want others to call her that name.

Because that name represents pain, that painful memory.

Fortunately, Huo De's own curiosity is not that serious, and he doesn't have to know the secret that Hela wants to keep.

As for the name, she has one now.

A name that always shows identity and strength:

Hella.

So at least there isn't any problem with the salutation.

As for other messy things, that's it.

Distance creates beauty?