You and me under the world tree

Age or something is not necessary after all.

It's that relationship that counts.

Maybe not all giants are powerful wizards, but the friends of Su Dong, the king of giants, must be the best in this regard.

And with Etzel's original identity, the ones he could get in touch with must be Su Dong's friends.

But taking a step back, even though Etzel doesn't have any friends, he has been living in Su Dong's manor for a long time.

"Since childhood, the long years of life have imprinted some habits into your bones. For you, magic is common sense in life, so it is hard for you to imagine that a wizard will choose to give up magic methods."

Because for a person like Etzel who has the concept of a giant's life, it is inconceivable to voluntarily abandon magic, just like voluntarily cutting off one's own arm.

Howard felt that he could still understand his train of thought.

His detection magic is divided into two points, one is a large-scale impact, in other words, he will only be able to sense it when a certain part of the entire city is subjected to a violent impact.

On the other hand is the magic breath.

But unfortunately, Hodder didn't trigger any of them.

"I'm not interested in hearing what you have to say."

Although he knew that he had a misunderstanding in this regard, Etzel still said coldly.

At the same time, a touch of irritability appeared in his heart.

Because he understood that before the protective barrier covering the entire city was activated, there was no way to fill the loopholes exploited by the sages.

However, he didn't understand.

"You didn't use magical means, and you didn't break in directly from above. How did you do it?"

Looking directly at the black figure of the sage, he asked.

"Of course I walked in from the city gate openly."

"..."

"Do you think this kind of thing is incredible?"

Although Etzel didn't say anything, his expression at the moment has completely betrayed the thoughts deep in his heart.

Moreover, it was not only shock, but at the same time, there was also a sense of embarrassment—the anger of being a king.

"My kingdom and my city have strict systems, and it is impossible to sneak in through conventional means."

"I know, relying on identity tokens, right? This kind of thing is not difficult to get."

Then, Etzel's pupils shrank.

Because in front of his eyes, the sage was indeed playing with a token in his hand.

It is made of metal, and a carriage is depicted on it.

This is a commercial token, which means the identity of the returning merchant.

"Where did you steal it from?"

After seeing the token, Etzel's expression became ugly.

Because the consequences of token loss are very serious.

Especially for the people of Hungary, the loss of the token means that they cannot enter the city. Although there is a complete set of procedures for reporting the loss, it is a disaster after all.

"It seems that our King Etzel has a sense of justice."

Facing the ugly expression displayed by Etzel, Hodder said.

"I just don't know if those soldiers who died on the eastern defense line knew who they died for."

"Hodder..."

"Okay, okay, I'm not here to quarrel today."

At this moment, Huo De's expression immediately became normal, as if he was not the one who mocked the King of Punishment before.

And his attitude couldn't help but make Etzel feel even more heavy.

The sage can uncover his scars at will, but he cannot do so himself.

That pain still lingers deep in his heart.

He once personally rescued those people from being trampled and ravaged by monsters, but a war completely ruined them.

Before he knew it, his eyes were already filled with tyrannical scarlet.

He seemed to be on the verge of rage.

But in the end, he closed his tyrannical eyes.

"Of course they died for me."

He never forgot that.

Even recently, he has been by his wife's side, and things about his wife fill his brain and heart.

However, he never forgot that defeat, nor did he forget the cause of the war.

"Well, it looks like your conscience hasn't been eaten by the dog yet."

"What the hell are you doing here!"

Etzel finally couldn't help raising his voice.

At this moment, he was not so angry that he lost his mind.

But he felt that he could no longer bear the seemingly unobstructed words of the man in front of him.

"you……"

"I just think that before leaving Midgard, I should come to see you and confirm your position."

Then, the anger disappeared in an instant.

Etzel narrowed his eyes.

"You want to get out of here?"

"Yes, some things are almost done, so we must confirm the attitude of the gods' enemies."

As for who?

Is there any need to say it?

"Jortunheim..."

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Chapter 87: Doesn't make sense anymore

Jotunheim.

That was the kingdom of giants, and Midgard was separated from Midgard not only by a seemingly endless ocean, but even the land was occupied by those terrifying steel trees.

Iron Forest!

It is called so by men, giants, and gods.

There's nothing nostalgic about Etzel these days, though.

He only cares about one thing.

"Are you going to Jotunheim?"

he asked.

"Well, after all I've been preparing for so long, I have to go over there to confirm."

"Then I understand why you came here to ask me."

Staring at the serious and calm expression of the sage, Etzel whispered.

"You don't look like you know anything about Jotunheim?"

For this, Hodder has nothing to hide and deceive.

"As you said, I have spent my long life on this land."

Midgart.

Horde, the sage of the world, has never left the human world—at least for now, so his only memory shows.

So no matter what, before going to Jotunheim, always find someone who is familiar with it to find out.

"But you seem to have forgotten that my current identity is the Son of God, the heir left behind by the great King of Gods."

Suddenly, Etzel's voice became icy cold.

"With your current status, coming to me is no less than a sheep entering a tiger's mouth."

"Haven't you noticed anything until now?"

"what?"

"I opened the silent enchantment that isolates the outside world."

"?!"

Then, Etzel's expression became ugly.

Because he didn't realize it, because he didn't realize the magic outside his castle at all.

and many more.

Magic on the castle? !

"Looks like you've guessed it."

Before he could speak, Xing Zhe laughed.

In Etzel's eyes, his smile was extremely sinister.

"What I opened is the magic of your castle."

In the end, Etzel's expression was as dark as the bottom of a pot.

Suddenly, he had such a feeling.

Compared with this man, his methods are as immature as a child's.

This is obviously something he would only have when facing someone of the level of his grandfather.

But in Midgard, he should be the only one who suppressed others along the way.

But he didn't expect that the magic he arranged could be controlled by others.

However, Etzel still has the dignity of being a wizard deep in his heart.

Even with that sense of powerlessness, it was impossible for him to give up resistance.

So, he began to try to activate the magic he engraved in the castle.

Take it back!

This is Etzel's only thought now.

Thus, in this castle, an invisible contest started.

Someone who doesn't understand magic, who knows nothing about supernatural powers, has absolutely no idea what's going on.

In this castle, magic power is stirring.

If nothing else, this should be a fierce struggle between two wizards for control of the rune circle.

But unfortunately, there is an accident here.

For Etzel, the biggest surprise was the black robed wizard himself.