You and me under the world tree

Chapter One Hundred Thirteen: Humans Are Too Fragile

In the Gothic Kingdom, the story of an unknown warrior spread quickly like this.

In fact, at the beginning, no one took it seriously.

After all, a guy who doesn't even have a name or a specific description can't be a real person no matter how you look at it.

But gradually, this craze intensified instead.

Because gradually, not only in the Harlongen area, but also in small towns in other places, stories about "unsung heroes" appeared.

And the story is also different.

It is said that he was active in a border village in the Danish province, and helped the village drive out the ferocious monsters from outside.

It is said that he also persuaded those bandits who still had hesitation and kind hearts, but were coerced by the war and had nowhere to go, so they had to turn themselves into bandits to surrender to the local public security station.

He is also said to have helped a helpless woman find her lost child.

It is said that he also helped the traveling caravans and ensured their safety on the way.

These things may be big or small, but they gradually create an image of a hero who is willing to lend a helping hand to others no matter how big or small.

Although, not without anyone questioning the authenticity.

Although after verification, they found that these rumors did have a certain degree of truth - because they all happened.

But in the eyes of those who subconsciously like to criticize, this does not mean that such a hero really exists.

So, they would simply deny it.

And more importantly, their denials are not wrong.

Because these have always been all kinds of folk rumors.

It was they who first acquiesced in the existence of such an unknown hero, and then attributed all kinds of good people and good things that happened in various places to the so-called 'unknown warrior'.

In this way, the image of a character who traveled in the Gothic Kingdom and the Danish provinces was created.

However, no one has substantial evidence.

Because most people have never had direct contact with such an existence.

And the people with poor speech can describe not much:

A mighty warrior in a white cloak and wielding a sharp sword.

Looking at the entire Midgard, there are actually many such images, because this is how adventurers often dress up.

However, what really makes the existence of this 'unknown warrior' a mystery is still the official attitude of the kingdom:

They don't seem to care.

Even if some people suggested finding the rumored hero, at least it needs to be registered with the Adventurer's Association.

However, no action has been taken in this regard.

And this is where the confidence of those deniers lies.

If you don't check, then it must be a fictional character that doesn't exist.

In this way, in a short period of time, 'Gothic Unknown Warrior' has become a hot unrealistic creation topic.

He has accumulated a lot of popularity in a short period of time, and this kind of popularity attracts those bards who love to create.

In this way, he wanders between reality and fantasy, active in a certain corner of Gothic, and in the stories created by poets.

In this way, time flows slowly.

Almost a month has passed...

"The brave man in white holds a long sword in his hand. Facing the solicitation and threat of Lord Harlongen, he did not back down at all."

In the tavern, the sound echoed like this.

This is the Gothic frontier town of Rendal.

Since the reunification of the kingdom, the originally depressed town has gradually recovered its prosperity.

Although not all the fugitives returned, but along with some originally homeless refugees who migrated from the Danish provinces into the Gothic hinterland, the town naturally flourished again.

Shops of all kinds were reopened, fields were plowed, and pastures regained their owners.

And in their spare time at work, they also came to the tavern to pass the time.

Maybe it's playing chess and chess.

Or perhaps listening to the story as it is now.

And recently, the most popular one is of course the story of the unknown brave man in white.

Not to mention other things that may not be known specifically, but Harlongen's rebellion has been recognized.

Therefore, the creative enthusiasm of the bards is getting higher and higher.

All kinds of embellishments have formed this image of defying power and defending justice.

"Although the warriors of Harlongen are also experienced in many battles, his exquisite swordsmanship is even better."

In this way, under the background of that strong tone, a battle without danger was narrated.

However, those who narrated the story did not notice that there was such an unusual group of adventurers listening in the corner.

Then, one of the men couldn't help showing a subtle smile.

Holder.

Now he has joined Dietrich and the others.

"No one knew his name, or even doubted his existence, but the legend of the so-called 'unknown warrior' suddenly spread."

His words paused for a moment.

It wasn't loud, but it was enough to get the other two girls' attention.

"You have done quite a lot during this time."

After hearing Huo De's subtle tone, Hela couldn't help but feel uncomfortable.

She could tell that Hodder actually meant to complain.

Because he has been waiting in Rendal for a long time.

After all, there is nothing wrong with him, and it will be almost done after solving the matters related to Hungary.

Dietrich, on the other hand, kept procrastinating.

"Cough cough cough."

After glancing at the white-haired princess, Hela coughed twice.

"This has nothing to do with me."

Almost without thinking about it, Hela immediately removed herself from this matter.

And that's fine, she even pinned the blame on Dietrich's head.

"I acted with her, after all, I don't know the way."

Dietrich couldn't help but curl her lip at her act of selling out her teammates.

But she didn't pursue this kind of thing either.

"It's just spreading rumors. This kind of thing doesn't take much time at all."

After just glancing at Hela, Dietrich said.

"The most important thing is that I went to the Netherlands."

"Ok?"

Hearing this, Hodder couldn't help but pause.

He just frowned.

"What are you going to do in the Netherlands?"

"I got a bottle of 'Life Potion', no matter what, I thought it would have some effect on that kid Ivar, so I sent it to Siegfried."

Ivar.

Ragnar's eldest son.

He used to be very lively and active, but because of a plague that fell from the sky and originated from the depths of his soul, now he can only lie weakly on the bed.

Thinking of this, Hodder couldn't help but sighed.

He vaguely had some guesses in his heart, including the source of the potion.

"Did Wittig give it to you?"

This is an obvious fact. After all, people who are familiar with Wittig or know his style can see a clue in the recent legends.

Dietrich had no reason to spread news about other people for no reason.

But soon, he shook his head himself.

"Forget it, it doesn't matter, what matters is how many chances of recovery?"

he asked.

"No chance."

The light and fluffy answer fell hard in his heart like a huge boulder.

The glimmer of hope was destroyed.

"..."

Howard closed his eyes.

And his disappointed expression couldn't help but make Dietrich's heart tremble.

"Life potion, the essence of this kind of thing is actually the product of reprocessing and diluting the source of life. It is itself..."

"I know, it's highly poisonous. In the Nine Realms, as long as 'life' is involved, it will definitely not be easy."

Howard shook his head.

"It's human beings who are too fragile."

This fact weighs so heavily that no one can pick up the conversation.

And soon, Huode picked up the wine glass and drank the wine in one gulp.

"Let's go, let's go to Jotunheim."

Chapter One Hundred and Fourteen: Worry

Location: Hall of Silver in Asgard

"That's what happened with Hungary recently, Etzel was badly hurt."

Gaina, the Goddess of Gale, was reporting work-level matters with a blank expression.

However, it is worth mentioning that this job is not strictly within the scope of her responsibilities.

But after all, her job is actually a messenger and an envoy of God.

And in the past, before Hermod became the God of Speed, she was the only one responsible for delivering the gods' commands.

And after Hermod became known as the God of Speed, she took a break.

But this does not mean that her own identity is at the same level as Helmold's.

Although it seems that the 'male and female angels' seem to correspond to each other, the two sides are actually not on the same level.

Even after Hermod took over the role of "God's Messenger", Gaina never let go of her role as a messenger.

But she is just the queen's exclusive messenger.

Generally speaking, it is responsible for conveying her will for the Queen of Heaven.

Now, the job she reported to belonged to Bertha.