You and me under the world tree

Because he found that he still underestimated the man's control over magic.

It's ridiculous to say that he carved the magic of this castle with his own hands.

And the wish at the beginning was to protect the home of himself and Haierjie.

But now, no matter how he calls and communicates, there is no result at all.

Every call, every activation command is like disappearing without a trace.

It made him sick.

All of a sudden, the magic in this castle seemed to be in a mirror.

He can feel their existence and can clearly perceive it.

However, he has no way to drive them anyway.

Can't touch it at all.

In this case, the so-called confrontation and struggle seemed a bit ridiculous.

It was completely as if he was singing a one-man show alone, and that man was even more motionless.

"Okay, don't try too hard."

Just when Etzel's face was distorted, Huo De said slowly.

"I didn't want to do anything to you, I just wanted to talk to you about a few things that should have been resolved long ago..."

Is it just that?

Is it just for chatting?

Etzel certainly didn't think so, he must have other purposes.

For example...

"If you want to come to me because of the war or something, then I can only say that you are looking for the wrong person."

The King of Punishment said coldly.

"You should also understand that this kind of thing is not in my control at all."

"I have a solution for this."

Having said that, he paused for a moment.

"It's just that I thought you should have something you wanted to ask me."

Obviously wanting him to speak first.

But Etzel himself did have something he wanted to ask.

And the sage must know, because he himself has been to the north, and now the Netherlands also maintains friendly relations with the Kingdom of Iceland.

Staring at the sage like this, Etzel couldn't help closing his eyes.

Gradually, the figure deep in the memory emerged.

"What about that man?"

Finally, he asked in a low voice.

This is a kind of concession, and it also means that the two parties have officially given up the trash talk and entered the stage of formal conversation.

"How is he?"

In the entire Midgard, there were not many things that he could care about, and that man happened to be one of them.

Gripper, King of Iceland, known as the Wise Old Man.

However, this kind of care and concern is not positive.

Hodder could sense the dissatisfaction and bitterness in Etzel's emotions.

To put it bluntly, he didn't want to hear any good news, and it would be better to hear the news of that guy Gripal's death.

But it is a pity that people who are proficient in magic can basically live a long time.

and so……

"It probably disappointed you. You should understand that wizards will take care of their bodies."

"So that bastard with no reputation at all can live a long time?"

"It does appear to be so."

On this point, Howard did not say much.

He knew that Etzel had a deep grudge against Gripal, and it even involved his mother Gonglu.

Strictly speaking, this is indeed Gripal's fault.

He once promised Etzel that he would take good care of Gonglu, but the news of her death came later.

"There are some things that I, an outsider, can't explain clearly, but your mother should be very concerned about one thing."

"what?"

"you."

"..."

Etzel then remained silent on the matter.

"You communicated with her soul?"

"No, it's just that I saw her relic."

"what?"

"A boat for family travel, you have a place on it."

"..."

The King of Punishment fell silent.

His expression, which should have shown determination, revealed sadness.

"It doesn't make sense to say that now."

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Good morning everyone

Chapter 88: Stop it for now

Etzel's mood is complicated.

No one knew with what mood he was listening about his mother who had married far away to Iceland.

No one knew what kind of mood he was taking to say such words.

It doesn't make sense anymore.

Even things about mothers don't make sense anymore.

Because no matter how much he said, there was no way for his mother to come back.

Not even breaking the boundary between life and death could save his 'gone' mother.

Because Gong Lu did not die normally.

If she really reaches the limit of her lifespan or dies physically, she can still stay in the form of a soul by relying on powerful magic.

And if he returns to Jotunheim, maybe he can rebuild his body.

But Gonglu is different.

She died in 'dystocia'.

Because of the life characteristics of giants, in order to ensure the safe birth of the girl named Hilda, Gonglu gave everything, and even used his own life as nourishment to support the birth of the child.

It's all the same as the old witch Gullweger did.

Therefore, the girl named Hilda became the continuation of their common mother Gonglu.

This kind of meaning is like Hela and Guerweger.

"The giant's death was complete."

Etzel said in a low voice.

"Humans may still have the saying of breaking the boundary between life and death and going to Helheim to visit the dead, but the giant who died of 'difficult childbirth' has no such right."

At this moment, Etzel felt a little tired.

Maybe it was because he had been with his wife all the time before, but now the haughty King of Punishment of Hunlan bowed down.

He put his hands to his forehead, then began rubbing his temples again.

"call……"

Inexplicably feeling a headache, he began to relieve his heavy pressure.

And Huode also felt that he was in pain.

But as the king of Hungary, as the son of God on the surface, he couldn't express this depression.

That's not to say he's necessarily hiding the emotion.

It's just that he himself is used to playing the image of the omnipotent God's Whip and the King of Punishment.

So I got used to hiding my deepest emotions.

After seeing this scene, Hodder finally sighed.

"Maybe there will be a chance to meet again in the future."

he opened his mouth to speak.

At this moment, Etzel suddenly opened his eyes.

At this moment, the sharp eyes cast down directly.

There is anger, there is questioning.

"I hope you don't joke about things like this."

"I'm not joking."

Facing Etzel's angry expression, Hodder calmly responded.

"Even the dead, their thoughts linger in this magical land, and they can even appear in any place by relying on the objects of their thoughts. Don't you know the reason?"

After hearing Hodder's words, Etzel's eyes changed several times.

Finally, he closed his eyes again.

"I think I understand the gap between me and you."

Before, he still felt a little reconciled.

This man is called a sage, but he is a sage in the world after all.

Why must his magic attainments be better than his own?

Even if the fact was right in front of him, he didn't want to admit it.

But before, he deeply felt the gap.

Facing the same thing, he regarded it as a kind of 'common sense' and no longer pursued it, but the sage had already started to get to the bottom of it.

And he is even more confused about things that seem to be common sense in this world.

And in this ocean called 'knowledge', he grabbed the last straw that he cared about!

"Is there really a chance?"