You and me under the world tree

"That's right, the memory shows that the old thing can also trace her residence through the rune stone."

When talking about this, Hela suddenly froze.

"So doesn't that mean we'll run into that old man?"

"No, that old thing won't hit so easily."

"Then shall we go or not?"

"Go, why don't you go? Anyway, judging by your performance, Gride should be dead."

This is easy to see.

But when Dietrich heard this, she suddenly remembered something.

"The ranger who attacked you is dead?"

She asked about it.

"No, he ran away."

Regarding this point, Hodder himself was somewhat vague.

"And my consumption is relatively high cough..."

Then, he coughed lightly twice.

"Go to Grid's residence. We can talk about the rest later. As for the rune stone..."

"I figured it out, and it's here."

Dietrich said.

"All that woman's stuff is with me."

In the end, the matter was settled like this.

There was no disturbance along the way, and they followed the guidance of the rune stone and came to a garden.

This piece of land is also the only bright color in this dark space.

But when they saw it for the first time, both Hodder and Dietrich felt that they were wrong.

"A real garden..."

Now, what caught their eyes was a garden in the true sense.

A fence surrounds it like this, and the flowers swaying in the wind can be seen from the outside.

And behind that little garden is a house.

"However, I'm afraid this manor won't last long."

Dietrich said suddenly.

"That woman, Grid, said that this land has the opportunity to survive because of her arrival, and this garden must be given life by her to have the space for these plants to grow, and now she is dead..."

"These have nothing to do with us, we don't live here often anyway."

After confirming that there was no danger, Huode and the others walked into the small garden. He didn't look at the flowers, but walked directly into the house.

The same goes for Dietrich.

Because they are really tired and urgently need a place to rest for a while.

So in the end, only Hela stayed in that garden.

And so she gazed at the flowers.

Although they grew against the wind, with Grid's death, these flowers could no longer receive any nutrients.

"You seem to be very sad, after all, you have no future."

she said.

Then, she squatted down, reached out and gently stroked those beautiful flowers and plants.

"If it was me a long time ago, of course I would have the ability to make you continue to bloom, but now I can no longer do that kind of thing, my former strength has been completely suppressed by my resentment and the strength I gained later. "

Then, some kind of power slowly spread out.

Under Hela's touch, a small flower began to wither and wither without warning.

Its soft roots fell straight to the side.

Like dominoes, when it falls, 'death' spreads.

Some flowers and plants that could not hold on had withered one after another.

In an instant, the beautiful garden decayed.

Hela just watched all this blankly.

Then, she slowly stepped into the really extraordinary hut, and after entering the door, she saw a painting, followed by wood carvings, and various decorations.

"That's a pretty good idea of ​​life."

For a moment, Hela didn't know what to say.

Her mood is actually quite subtle.

And with some subtle thoughts, her eyes echoed in the living room.

The room was next door and the door was open so she could see Dietrich lying on it.

At this moment, she had already taken off her iron gloves.

Washed by exhaustion, she desperately needed rest.

As for Howard...

"There doesn't seem to be anything about that old guy here."

The sage opened his weary eyes.

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Killed you, sacrificed your life, and occupied your house_(:з」∠)_

afternoon everyone

Chapter 40: Primary Contact Targets

Now Hodder is sitting in a chair.

It's not a pure hardwood chair, though.

Because the chair was covered with a layer of soft animal skin, Hodder was able to lean on it in a more comfortable posture.

But these things don't seem to be particularly important now, because when the man spoke, Hela's attention had already been attracted.

"You said there is no object about that old thing here?!"

In the beginning, Hela felt surprised almost subconsciously.

But then, her expression became quite strange again.

"No, after all, she's just that old guy's lover, plus the god himself can come and go freely... After all, there is no evidence that that old guy will live here overnight."

Having said that, Hela wanted to speak several times, but finally shook her head.

"No! What should I say?"

After thinking about it, her chaotic thoughts stopped.

It's not that she has no brains, but because she thinks too much, she can't start.

"No, no, if there is no item of that old thing here..."

Not to mention that Hela was already dizzy, after Huo De was disturbed by this woman, his head started to hurt.

"Okay, okay, don't think about it so much."

In the end, he still couldn't help but interrupt Hela's fragmentary self-talk.

"I'm not talking about everyday objects, but something like a souvenir."

"Souvenir?"

"To put it bluntly, it is something that a lover should keep."

Huo De just raised his head, and his tired eyes turned around.

"I didn't see those symbolic items here."

"Are these things important?"

"unimportant."

"..."

Perhaps Huode's answer was too straightforward, and Hela couldn't help but feel a little confused.

"It doesn't matter, what did you say it for?"

After taking a long breath of relief, Hela responded angrily.

Her heart was about to jump out.

"I thought there was some danger here."

"There's definitely no danger or anything, it's just that I'm a little curious about that woman."

"Grid?"

"Ah."

After slowly nodding his head, Hodder closed his eyes.

He changed into a more comfortable position and leaned his head on the chair.

This kind of action seemed a bit awkward in Hela's eyes.

"Either you find a bed to sleep in for a while?"

Almost without thinking, the words blurted out.

but……

"Isn't it a coincidence? There is only one bed in the whole room."

Then, Hela's eyes turned to the inside of the room.

Dietrich was clearly asleep, her breathing was quite steady.

"Any movement will wake her up, so I'll just stay here for a while."

"..."

Then, Hela remained silent.

What should I say?

She's in a weird mood right now.

There is such an inexplicable sour feeling.

"Yes, yes, I don't care about her enough, that's fine."

The words just blurted out, and this made Hodder a little confused.

What the hell?

He really wanted to complain.

But the fatigue in his mind made him give up.

"It's a pity that there is no sofa here. This woman doesn't even make any soft padding. My neck is a little uncomfortable."

"They are all dead after all, it's useless for you to complain here."