You and me under the world tree

Then, he just narrowed his eyes.

"Of course, it doesn't rule out that they actually have other special ideas."

He just looked at Agather like this, trying to get a clue from her expression.

Unfortunately not.

Because Eggers was still blinking his beautiful big eyes, without any micro-expressions.

If she had to say it, her expression was nothing but regret.

"Iron Forest and Giant Bandit, my compatriots really left a bad impression on outsiders."

She just sighed, looking quite helpless.

Because there is nothing she can do.

"But fortunately, there are also people like you who are willing to talk to me and be friends with me, you..."

She speaks softly.

But soon, her voice froze.

At the same time, an awkward atmosphere spread in the air.

Then, Eggers scratched his cheek lightly.

"However, I don't seem to know your names yet."

Originally, self-introduction should have started long ago.

It's just that the man who seems to be called Huofender said a lot of things before, so the topic has deviated.

Then it suddenly circled around Utgard.

As a result, such a seemingly embarrassing thing happened now.

That is, they had obviously talked a lot before, and even went through the situation of questioning, asking, and now calling each other friends.

However, Agather did not know their names until now.

She just heard the girl on her left call the name of the man on her right.

It seems to be called Howard?

"My name is Huofender, and I'm an ordinary human adventurer."

"My name is Verona, and I'm also an adventurer."

Listening to their names, Eggers turned his gaze to the girl on his left.

Her gaze reveals curiosity, vagueness, and a trace of anticipation that she has never been aware of.

"What about you?"

"I...my name is a bit old-fashioned."

Hela felt so uncomfortable all over.

Although she had already made a decision, she still felt a little awkward when she actually faced it.

"Huh? It's okay, the name is just a title."

Agather said.

"Um……"

Hela just nodded slowly.

Talking, she looked at Hodder.

"My name is Nanna."

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Chapter 84: Eggsor's Beautiful Imagination

After saying her name, Hela closed her eyes.

For her, this feeling is still quite uncomfortable.

There is actually such an inexplicable sense of shame about the original nickname.

It's okay that she didn't read much before, but since she started studying and reading at Hodder's house, she learned some bad news.

Her name is actually very old, but ancient is on the one hand, and on the other hand, it is quite common, even to the point of being a bad street.

And once the name taboo is rotten on the street, it becomes a symbol of old-fashioned and rustic.

But now, those rich and noble families in the human world basically don't take such names.

Even if there is, it should be the least valued member of the family-even the birth is not much concerned, and the parents arrange the name at will.

In this case, she could even imagine the gaze she received after she said the name.

Anyway, it won't be a good look!

Howard must be laughing at himself!

After all, like a country girl, the name Nanna means 'happy little flower'!

So she must close her eyes tightly and make herself invincible!

I'm ready!

No matter how much you laugh at me, I won't bother you!

However, just after Hela closed her eyes tightly with that childish thought, the piercing gaze she expected did not come.

She felt that she had been waiting for a long time, but she didn't notice the little malice from others.

The expected gaze didn't seem to come.

What exactly is going on?

Just pursing her lips like this, she quietly opened her eyes to observe quietly.

Then, a completely different expression came into view.

It might be because she was sitting opposite, when she opened her eyes slightly, what she saw was Hodder's face.

But at this moment, his expression was different from what she expected.

Because he didn't show any mocking attitude.

On the contrary, he frowned tightly, looking as if he was thinking about something.

What is he thinking?

Hella didn't know.

But out of a certain psychology, she didn't want to just ask.

So soon, she set her sights on Dietrich.

The reaction here is quite normal, because in Hela's eyes, what Dietrich showed was actually an attitude that was almost hesitant to speak.

"This name..."

Finally, she spoke.

"Always felt……"

"Stupid, isn't it?"

Before Dietrich finished speaking, Hela spoke like this.

Her idea is actually very simple, since Huo De and the others are unwilling to give her a "happy", then she should directly tell this point herself.

"It's a rustic name that even humans wouldn't take easily."

Hela turned her attention to Huo De in this way, but the latter still didn't show the kind of possible ridicule that she should have in her impression.

Even, he is not as complicated as Dietrich.

He was just thinking.

So what the hell are you thinking about!

You just look at me!

Hela couldn't help complaining in her heart.

Then, she looked at Dietrich again.

"What do you think of the name?"

"..."

Then, Dietrich became so inexplicably silent.

In fact, she had no way to easily refute Hella's 'self-destruct'.

Because to a certain extent, what Hella said is also true.

Nanna.

Happy and graceful little flowers.

This name is too mediocre, so mediocre that even the human world would not use it easily, for fear that others would say that this child is not taken seriously.

After all, in the martial atrium world, a beautiful flower (Nanna) in full bloom is synonymous with weakness after all.

And in Dietrich's own memory, it seems that the princess in Norway is named after that, right?

But the Norwegian princess is also an imperial vase.

Because she is famous for her beauty, Dietrich usually has no interest in her.

It's just that I suddenly remembered it now.

Then again, how is the Norwegian princess now?

It seems that I have seen Siegfried's coronation before.

Unknowingly, Dietrich's inexplicably confused thoughts went astray.

And soon, her thoughts returned to normal.

Anyway, those things are not important, the Norwegian princess has nothing to do with her!

The important thing now is Hela's affairs.

"I……"

Just re-gazing at the girl in front of her, Dietrich slowly opened her mouth.

"For me, it's a name I haven't heard in a long time."

In the end, that was all she could say.

As for the others, she didn't know how to respond.

"Because it's rustic, basically no one is willing to take it this way."

That's what Hella said.

But soon, her argument was interrupted.

"No, I think it's a good name."

Looking along the voice, Hela saw a serious face.

It's Agather.

It was the giantess they had just met, and she told the story in a very serious tone.

However, it was this seriousness that inevitably made Hela feel an inexplicable sourness.