You and me under the world tree

Although he had returned to the army of the Netherlands as a soldier, Siegfried didn't dare to joke about military affairs because he was muddled.

So it is almost impossible for him to be in charge of a legion like before.

That is to say, he was responsible for sending letters and delivering messages, and he also participated in the coronation ceremony as a representative of the mission to Gothic.

These are not important things, and if you insist on it, it has to do with face.

To put it bluntly, it is to let him take charge of some face-saving projects based on his previous reputation.

As for the others, even though Siegfried wanted to help him return to his former peak, he didn't dare to bet on his mental state.

But now, Siegfried felt that the time had almost come.

No matter what, Ragnar should cheer up.

The opportunity was the potion secretly sent by King Triumph before.

However, because human children can't drink it at all, the bottle of potion has now been researched by his adoptive father Alberich's two younger sisters: Lovehead and Lenchhead.

Under their blending and processing, that bottle of potion might soon reach the drinking standard.

At that time, everything will be better.

Thinking of this, Siegfried slowly closed his eyes.

Originally, he actually wanted to hide it for a while longer, at least notifying Ragnar until his two 'aunts' produced results.

But now, who made Burgundy have such an 'excellent opportunity'?

No matter what, let Ragnar take it to practice first, and let him recover.

In this way, Siegfried adjusted his thoughts and waited quietly in the study.

Soon, there was a knock on the door.

'Boom dong dong'

"It's me, Your Majesty."

"Come in directly, I allow it."

Then, Siegfried straightened himself up.

'crunch'

With the sound of the door, Ragnar walked in.

Siegfried began to sigh without leaving any traces on that haggard face that still had stubble that hadn't been taken care of.

He still remembers how high-spirited he was once.

During his time in the northern seas, he was optimistic and active, and as a battle captain, he helped his partners and comrades through difficulties time and time again.

And after returning to the land where the sun shines, his whole aura is like a sharp knife.

At that time, he paid great attention to his temperament and appearance.

Because he always wants to show his best side to his wife.

But now, his whole body is decadent.

Not just mediocre, but lifeless.

"His Majesty……"

Moreover, when facing Siegfried, he did not have the same enthusiasm for treating friends as before.

He just lowered his head and called that kind of name that seemed a little distant.

"I have a task for you."

With some complicated moods, Siegfried said this.

"Please say."

"Don't worry, I have something to tell you before that."

"whats the matter?"

"My uncle, the sage of the Volsung clan, had some adventures when he was traveling abroad."

Siegfried didn't tell the truth either.

He knew that the more he talked at a time like this, the more complicated it would appear.

In this case, it is better to choose someone who is trustworthy in the eyes of everyone as a benchmark from the very beginning.

And this person is his uncle!

"What...an adventure?"

At this moment, Ragnar vaguely realized that this matter was related to him.

Unknowingly, there seemed to be a little light in his dazed and cloudy eyes.

"He found a unique herb, because it is very rare, so there is only one plant, and that herb itself is poisonous, but it has the effect of 'supplementing life'."

Then Siegfried paused for a moment.

"That plant is currently being researched, and I think it won't be long before the finished product will be produced."

Chapter 5: Pray for peace

In fact, Siegfried knows the ins and outs of everything.

He knew something about the coup in Goth more than three years ago, and he knew the rumors at that time.

At that time, Wittig, the ex-excalibur warrior, blatantly broke and rebelled.

These things were never a secret.

As the lord of the Netherlands, when he learned of the origin of the so-called life potion from the triumphant king who visited secretly, he was basically able to combine these things with the rumors circulating in the Gothic Kingdom.

But these things are too troublesome to talk about.

And no matter from which point of view, for the people of the Netherlands, the mysterious sage is naturally more trustworthy than the triumphant king of the neighboring country.

Even though Ragnar already knew that the triumphant king was the "sage's wizard partner" who had helped their family.

It's not that Ragnar or Siegfried are inherently suspicious.

It's because Siegfried now knows that what they need is a kind of trust that cannot be questioned.

And the only one who can make Ragnar do this is the sage.

And at this time, the great triumphant king of the next door kingdom can only 'relegate' to being a 'sage's partner'.

There is no need to explain the relationship between Triumph King Dietrich and them, and there is no need to elaborate on the cooperation between the Goths and the Netherlands.

So in the end, the story that was so long to tell was compressed into one person.

To put it simply, Your Excellency the Sage has found a medicine that has a chance to treat the child, but it is still in the experimental stage because it contains toxins that cannot be tolerated by any living being.

In fact, if you think about it carefully, you can find that these things Siegfried said are too vague.

Because he couldn't produce any evidence at all, and he couldn't prove what he said.

The so-called "soon" is how long?

And can the so-called finished product guarantee the recovery of Ivar's child?

Even, why is that herb poisonous?

As long as these questions are raised casually, they can shatter the beautiful prospects that are currently being shaped.

Moreover, Siegfried couldn't answer any of these things.

He himself is not particularly familiar with magic, and he is even more confused about the preparation of potions.

But just listening to those herbal medicine names, taboos, and principles makes my head feel dizzy.

Especially the so-called life potion delivered by King Triumph.

Even he himself didn't understand those things.

What is the source of life eitr?

Why does it itself divide the boundary between life and death but is poisonous?

If it can replenish life force, but can also poison people to death, isn't it contradictory?

He felt that with his own ability, it was impossible to understand these things, so he simply didn't understand them.

However, Ragnar did not intend to question it.

In fact, after learning that Ivar's 'weakness' had the possibility of being cured, he devoted himself to it.

All the vigilance and suspicion that should be possessed are also completely thrown away.

There is no other way!

To put it bluntly, in this case, neither he nor the child Ivar had any other way to go.

"It's good to be saved."

He just said so in a low voice.

There wasn't even a 'real or fake' type of wonderment.

He may be tired, and he doesn't even have the energy to doubt and shock.

Because after his wife died, all he felt every day was pain.

Not only the pain of his wife's death, but also the pain of the eldest son Ivar not being able to move freely.

Although only three or four years old, Ivar should have been a lively and active child.

Ragnar still remembered how alive the child was when nothing had happened.

He said that he wanted to be a good warrior like his parents, and that when he grew up, he would learn to ride a horse and steer a boat.

He even wanted a big ship of his own or something.

These are immature words belonging to children, and they also symbolize their ideals.

But the most cruel thing is that this child was deprived of even the chance to realize this extremely normal wish.

After that disaster, the liveliness, wishes, and beauty of the past have become the heaviest burden.

Once they were the driving force for Ragnar.

But now, they have gathered into a sea of ​​memories that can drown a person.

Ragnar has been floating in this sea of ​​confusion for a year.

Although I live every day, I also feel pain every day from the sea of ​​memories that I cannot escape.

Gradually, he actually had doubts in this regard himself:

For a child like Ivar, is his state really better than 'dead'?

Of course he didn't want his child to die like this, but there was no end to this pain.

That kind of contradictory mentality has been tormenting him like this.

For the tormented Ragnar, the "life-supplementing plant" that Siegfried called appeared as a twig floating on the sea.

In the state of almost unconsciousness, they have no time to consider whether this branch can bear their own weight.

Because it was the only redemption within his reach.

He has no choice but to believe!

"It's good to be saved."

After grabbing the seemingly ethereal branch, his breathing seemed to become stronger.

However, his voice was trembling.

"Ragnar..."

After hearing that trembling voice, Siegfried actually wanted to say something.

"You don't need to do that, actually..."

But then, he couldn't say anything.