You and me under the world tree

But in that city it was different.

When Hela walked into the city of ash trees for the first time, all kinds of shouts lingered in her ears.

And without exception, these are all human languages ​​spread in Midgard.

"Come here! Look at these!"

"Where are you guys?"

"Hurry up, we're leaving!"

All the people coming and going seemed to be human voices, because only humans seemed to be shouting.

Of course, this is Jotunheim after all, so of course giants also exist.

However, compared to human beings, they have strong and tall bodies, but they are extremely calm, and they have no intention of speaking at all.

For them, the so-called business and store is to hang a few signs and clearly mark the price of each item.

Then, they just sat there motionless.

But even so, their sturdy bodies like hills have become a landscape that people can't take their eyes off.

Especially compared with the humans who hang out in front of their stalls and stores, the size difference is particularly obvious.

As for what the giants sell, they range from simple decorations to everyday utensils.

Some are purchased with currency, but many more are bartered, exchanging items from the human world for items from the giants.

But soon, Hela saw something.

"A crash course in giant language?"

"Are you interested?"

Just when Hela stopped on the notice board, she heard a slightly heavy voice.

And when she looked up, what she saw was a tall frost giant.

"If you are interested, you can queue up there after paying the money."

The giant spoke what appeared to be a human language.

"queue?"

Hela looked in the direction the giant was pointing at, and saw a group of people standing in a circle.

And the other giant started to rub up the magic circle, and then threw it at the heads of those people.

"Okay! Next batch!"

What is this? !

Knowledge transfer?

This seems to be able to learn the language, but...

"I don't need it, thank you."

Staring at those giants, Hela said this.

She spoke Giantspeak.

However, this couldn't help but stunned the giant.

"Ah this..."

Without waiting for any response, Hela just ran away.

"The wording is so old, who taught it."

She also didn't hear the evaluation of the frost giant.

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Good afternoon everyone_(:з」∠)_

Going to the bank in the afternoon, I was shocked to hear that the bank card was about to expire.

Chapter 54: Humans in Jotunheim

Originally, according to the original plan, they should be looking for a foothold in this trading city - such as a hotel.

After temporarily deciding on the foothold, if there is time, it will look around this newly established city where giants and humans live together.

As a result, as soon as he entered the city, Hela's soul was taken away by those novelties.

Whether it's the relationship and dialogue between humans and giants, or the attitude of these Jotun giants towards outsiders, or their own lives, all attract Hela's attention.

Because she had never seen anything like it before, let alone such a dramatic body contrast.

Well, as an orthodox frost giant, Hela has never lived the daily life of a frost giant for even one day.

And this visit is just a few hours.

Just like that, as a half-breed mortal who is not a frost giant, she took in the scenery of the city of ash trees.

At the same time, some adjectives could not help appearing in her mind.

The first is prosperity.

This is inevitable, and it is the case no matter from which point of view.

The whole city is full of people coming and going, and there are not only giants but also humans living in this land.

Some of them are properties purchased by Hungarian merchants here for long-term business, and some are ordinary people who have no magical talents and no backing, but wander in this land.

"Speaking of which, you don't seem to have said before that there are so many humans here. Could it be that there are so many businessmen in Hungary?"

"Of course not."

Facing Hella's question, Dietrich shook her head.

"These are humans born and raised in Jotunheim."

"Are there any ordinary people doing such chores in Jotunheim?"

Hella asked.

And following the direction Hela pointed, Dietrich saw humans in twos and threes laying the foundations of their houses.

And judging by the specifications, it should be a house for human beings to live in.

"Of course there is."

Dietrich said.

"With the size and status of giants, they don't bother to do this kind of thing."

Then, Dietrich looked around, and the huge scene of the City of Ash Tree appeared in front of her eyes.

"Maybe it's not just those small houses. Apart from some important patterns related to magic, most of the houses in this city are probably built by these people."

In this regard, Hela was speechless.

She just watched those who were hard at work.

"I originally thought that the people living here were not businessmen and adventurers, but those wizards who escaped the world that you mentioned."

"Even the heirs of wizards may not necessarily inherit the talents of their parents."

"Then these people are the sons of those wizards? Will they let their sons come out to do such chores?"

"Of course not entirely. Wizards will die of old age. Ordinary people without shelter will of course leave the gathering place of wizards... Of course, this is not the point. The humans in Jotunheim are not only those wizards, but also those who have made great efforts. Ordinary people who survived."

"Ordinary people? What's going on?"

"That has something to do with the Eastern Plains, of course."

After glancing at Hela, Dietrich said.

"You should know what the former eastern plain was like."

"There is no order, and that land is used by Denmark and Goths as a place to exile criminals."

"Well, but that wasn't the beginning. In the ancient times before Gothic was established, there were human activities on the eastern plains. It was only under the infestation of monsters that they continued to migrate to Gothic."

Hearing this, Hela suddenly realized.

She was familiar with the story.

Because as 'Brünnhilde', the first thing she saw was the records and stories related to Gothic.

"Is it the Amerungian family?"

Hella asked casually.

"Well, but the process of migration can't be smooth sailing."

After slowly nodding, Dietrich continued.

"And if someone chooses to migrate inward, someone will definitely choose to stay. Therefore, there are actually signs of human activities in the eastern plains from the very beginning, and not all of them are criminals who were exiled."

"But even so, the land has not been improved in any way."

"Yes, because humans themselves cannot compete with Warcraft on a large scale, and most of them are plains."

Without denying anything, Dietrich admitted it calmly.

"Because there is no reliable order system that can stand upright for a long time, coupled with the invasion of monsters, many towns have finally been established and are on the verge of being broken."

That's why there are so many ruined towns on the Eastern Plains.

Under that kind of chaos, some people still chose to live on the eastern plains.

After continuous polishing, they have developed a life attitude that is close to death, and that they can earn money if they can live one more day.

At the same time, they have completely given up on a fixed life.

Instead, he learned to take the initiative to track the wandering trajectories of monsters, and started a nomadic life like a guerrilla war.

Everyone can be a warrior, and everyone must learn to protect themselves.

but……

"After all, not everyone will choose to stay in the eastern plains and live a life that seems destined to die."

Dietrich said.

And Hela felt that she could understand this:

"The same road with no future, and the same high death rate, has anyone chosen to go directly to the other side of the Iron Forest?"

"Well, and for nothing else, they are just looking for a piece of land where they can survive-even if there are vicious giants living on the other side."

With no hope in sight on the Eastern Plains, try crossing the Iron Forest.

In this way, the Great Migration, which has never been recorded in human history, began.

"No one knows how many people died on the way, and no one knows what they encountered."

While traveling through the Iron Forest, did they start to fight among themselves?

Or, did they get help from wizards who might also be passing by?

No one knows this.

"But in the end, these people did cross the Iron Forest and came to Jotunheim. They may become servants of the powerful giants, or they may start to rely on themselves when the giants turn a blind eye. "

"Will it finally constitute the human beings living in Jotunheim?"

Looking at those hard-working humans, Hela couldn't help raising her brows.

"Well, as you can see, these humans living in this city seem to be decent."

Although Dietrich said so.

But at this moment, a strange feeling suddenly appeared in Hela's heart.

As for why...