You and me under the world tree

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It's not that it's painful, it's just that feeling suddenly surges up from the bottom of my heart.

"As a girl, what's wrong with being beautiful? It's beautiful to be as beautiful as a blooming flower."

"Don't you want girls to become stronger?"

Hella said.

At this moment, even though she had a good impression of Agather, she didn't look directly at her.

She didn't dare, and she didn't want people to see her red eye sockets, so she simply lowered her head like this.

"Strength and beauty don't conflict, and for me, I may be more confident in my appearance than the so-called strength."

When it came to this, Eggers was also a little shy.

"I don't know if I can pass on my talent to my children, but if I give birth to a daughter, I have the confidence to give her my 'beauty'."

Although Eggers seems to be an optimist.

But that doesn't mean she has no brains.

On the contrary, she still has her own wit.

It's just that she usually doesn't consider other people's malice, and she doesn't seem to have so much scheming when she wants to make friends with others.

And this kind of her has an extremely clear positioning of herself-for example, her appearance.

She knew she was beautiful, and she knew the word 'beautiful' was a compliment.

She understands better that she is a frost giant, a frost giant that can give birth to life.

"I'll make her beautiful, prettier than anyone else."

Agather just laughed.

She seems to have been completely immersed in her imagination, which must be an extremely beautiful future.

Whether it was Huo De, who was thinking, or Hela, who couldn't help lowering her head and suppressed some emotions before, all raised their heads.

They could see her smile, and even through this purest smile, they could see the happiness behind it—beautiful happiness.

"I will wish her happiness every day. For me, as long as this is the case, what I hope most is that the people around me can be happy and happy."

Then, Eggers closed his eyes peacefully.

"A family of three... No, I don't want to have only one child in the future, at least three, preferably two sons and one daughter."

This is the beauty Eggers described.

"Girls should be quieter, boys can be more lively, two boys can fight with each other, I can accompany girls to read books, as for the two brats, let their fathers have a headache."

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Let me explain the name Nanna. It means beautiful flowers in full bloom, and it also means happy and lively.

But there is also a flaw, and Nanna also has (nothing but beautiful) implications.

It has been mentioned several times before Hela obtained the divine power of death that she had natural divine power, and her ability was to make small flowers bloom (funny).

Chapter 85: Because I'm Tired...

Just like that, Eggers' voice lingered on the dining table.

Without being disturbed by anyone, she even continued talking on her own, and this private dining environment shrouded in a magical barrier became Eggers' "story meeting".

Hodder, Dietrich and Hela.

The three of them may not be exactly the same mentality, but their choices are the same.

That is to keep quiet and listen to Eggers' imagination.

"If possible, I would like to go to a beautiful place for a picnic as a family. Two stinky boys fight each other, which makes my father a headache, and I can chat with my lovely daughter while preparing meals."

Obviously it is such a plain and simple description.

However, even a man like Huo De, who looks 'harsh and ruthless' on the surface, can have such a beautiful picture in his mind.

Moreover, he who is vaguely aware of certain facts can even easily substitute the specific image of certain people.

"call……"

Just sighing without leaving a trace, Huo De calmly cast his eyes on Dietrich.

She was quite engrossed in listening, but complex expressions had already appeared on her face.

Agather's simple and beautiful imagination must have evoked the beauty deep in her heart.

After all, the Gothic Triumph King who looks cold now also has his own inner softness.

She also has a family that should love her like other ordinary people.

It's a pity that the reality is that everything is in pieces, and the beauty and love of parents have become scars.

Thinking of this, Huo De couldn't help stretching out his hand, and then grabbed Dietrich's sleeve.

He tugged gently.

"Ok?"

At the same time, Dietrich, who was still immersed in Agather's imagination, also came back to her senses.

Then, she felt a touch of warmth.

Howard took her hand.

She smiled lightly, and the sadness in her mind dissipated a lot.

Then, her fingers were entangled with him like this.

Under the dining table, fingers intersect.

【worry about me? 】

The voice echoed like this.

But it was not words, but a voice reverberating through magic.

Because she didn't want to disturb the current Eggers with her voice.

【Well, because you must have thought of something. 】

Since Dietrich did that, Hodder naturally responded with magic.

Then, he set his sights on Eggers.

[Although this woman's words are simple, they are indeed full of appeal. 】

[Because it's beautiful. 】

Dietrich responded.

[It's really beautiful. 】

She sighed with emotion.

For the current Dietrich, Agather's simple and imaginative narration really touched her heart.

There is no musical accompaniment, no unique melody, and no rhythm at all.

But in Dietrich's eyes, the story Eggers narrated was the most beautiful and fascinating story she had ever heard.

But at the same time, what was left of her conscious mind knew the inadequacy of this modest story.

[It's a pity. 】

Finally, Dietrich conveyed such feelings.

【What's wrong? 】

[No, nothing, but I think that if it is an ordinary person, although they can also feel the beauty of this imagination, the feeling will not be as deep as ours. 】

This is an extremely pure state of mind, and I just want more people to understand the true meaning of this beautiful imagination.

【Most people can't appreciate the beauty of the ordinary, they even get bored with it and want to pursue excitement. 】

Are you going to start criticizing them?

Hearing what Dietrich said, the corners of Hodder's mouth twitched subconsciously.

He always felt that this kind of criticism was a little too much, because it completely ignored the environment of the ordinary people she said.

In a sense, these environments also determine their mentality.

[It's actually pretty good, isn't it? 】

【How to say? 】

[People, to put it bluntly, they are cheap in their bones. Only when they really know the pain will they realize the beauty of the ordinary. 】

Howard paused for a moment.

[And that pain must be unforgettable, which means a huge tragedy. 】

Dietrich had no way to refute this point.

Because the so-called 'hero dream' is such a thing.

When she didn't experience anything, even she once had imagination in this regard.

Thinking of making great achievements, thinking of becoming a king stronger than his father.

Not only must he inherit his father's throne, but at the same time he must do something that his father has never done before.

With such thoughts in mind, the self who was active as a prince at the beginning was extremely arrogant in both his behavior and battlefield planning.

She once disregarded the mediation of the Valkyries and wanted to defeat the Netherlands in one fell swoop.

She also ignored the peace treaty between Burgundy and Denmark and used war to force them to pay a greater price.

And now, although the Kingdom of Denmark has been flattened by her, too many things have happened.

[Indeed, as you said, if you have not experienced pain, most people will not perceive the ordinary beauty. 】

[So this is pretty good. Ordinary people who love adventure and excitement must have a peaceful life that allows them to think about these messy things. 】

At this moment, the corner of Hodder's mouth couldn't help but rise.

[But at the same time, no one can bear the long-term ordinary, in fact, you and I are the same. 】

After hearing Hodder's words, Dietrich suddenly frowned.

She actually wanted to refute this.

But ask yourself, if she continues to be ordinary like this, is this something she can bear?

[Actually, in the final analysis, we all just feel tired. 】

These words penetrated directly into the depths of Dietrich's heart, and continued to echo in her ears.

"tired……"

She muttered under her breath.

Not through the magic of the heart, just chanting.

This word seems to have some kind of magic power.

Suddenly, a sense of exhaustion surged through her heart.