You and me under the world tree

What kind of sheep is this?

Some kind of offshoot of the goat?

But then, she seemed to realize something.

"That lamb, usually wearing armor, looks very cold, but his heart is quite soft."

"enough……"

"Actually, I think she's quite cute."

"Enough!"

Finally, unable to bear the sense of shame in her heart, Dietrich directly raised her fist.

"Don't run! Stop for me!"

Chapter 89: If it had appeared earlier...

Although Dietrich yelled like that, and that angry look looked quite scary.

But in any case, this kind of anger comes from the shame and anger in my heart.

In other words, she herself is actually harmless, and she has no malicious intentions at all.

On this basis, of course Hodder felt at ease jumping back and forth.

In other words, it is impossible for him to just stop like this!

"You put your fist down first!"

He just yelled.

What followed was a chasing battle that was so mediocre that it couldn't be more mediocre.

No, it can't even be called a fight, because it's just slapstick in its purest form.

A man and a woman are just like this, the former runs fast, while the latter is always following the former, but the speed is always a beat slower.

Before they knew it, they even ran from the back of the manor to the front, and onto a road.

Finally, they came to a huge tree.

Nobody knows exactly how the tree came about:

Maybe this tree has existed since the moment this illusion world was created, maybe it appeared because they needed a tree as a turnaround now.

But whatever the reason, this gigantic tree is here.

Around this tree, Hodder and Dietrich started to fight.

But as Hodder slipped behind the trees, she found she couldn't see him.

"Hodder?!"

She couldn't help raising her voice.

But the moment she spoke, she couldn't help but froze in place.

Because she found that her voice had changed, becoming thinner and more immature.

When she looked down again, what she saw was a completely different dress.

At this moment, she was no longer dressed as an adventurer, but a beautiful princess dress.

How is this going?

For a moment, she couldn't help feeling a little dazed.

"You did it! Hodder! Come out!"

The little Dietrich yelled loudly, and then she saw an equally small figure coming out from behind the tree trunk.

It was also a child-like figure.

It's just that, completely different from the beautiful little dress on her, his clothes are very plain, even patched.

This kind of him is completely different from the sage in her memory who can be described as heroic.

In her memory, he was wearing armor most of the time, and she also subconsciously thought he should wear armor.

The later evil dragon armor seemed to be one with him, and even became a symbol.

And even after taking off that layer of armor, he was still wearing leather-based protective gear, and a wolf-print cloak looked quite fashionable.

And more importantly, the figure in her impression was actually quite broad.

But after everyone 'shrunk', that wide impression seemed to be gradually breaking down.

Because she suddenly realized something, Hodder seemed to like cloaks very much.

Even in armor, he wears a cloak.

Maybe it was because of the cloak that his figure looked so broad and safe?

Dietrich didn't know why.

Now she only realizes one thing.

"Your body..."

She spoke slowly.

"What's wrong with me now?"

Howard asked.

And his voice was equally immature, the voice a child would make.

"No, it's just...it feels a lot thinner."

After hesitating for a moment, Dietrich spoke.

But soon, she felt a little annoyed.

"You did these, right?!"

Then Hodder shook his head again.

"Don't put the blame on me, okay? This only shows that you have something you can't forget."

Then, he looked at his neat old clothes again.

"Of course, so do I."

"Your clothes... look a little strange."

Of course this would seem strange.

Hodder didn't mind Dietrich's question at all, because he had already realized it.

What he was wearing was actually a patched coat, and inside was a T-shirt that also had traces of patching.

Whether it is the overall style or the materials used, there must be a certain gap with the Nine Realms.

"It's nothing worth caring about. They are all old clothes given by well-meaning people."

Kind people?

What kind person?

Of course Huo De didn't know that the truth he said casually reminded Dietrich of many things.

Moreover, she didn't think about the source of the clothes at the moment, she only cared about one thing.

"Did you... all you used to wear were other people's old clothes?"

Speaking of this, Dietrich only felt that her mouth was a little dry.

Because some things are unimaginable in her eyes. It's not that she has never seen the suffering of the people, but her background is noble after all.

Perhaps the blood of the devil needs to be concealed, and the identity of the woman also needs to be concealed, but she is a 'gothic prince' after all. Although she has been strictly required since she was a child, she can be regarded as a rich man.

"This kind of thing is quite normal. I don't have parents, and I grew up in an orphanage for as long as I can remember."

"That's it."

At this time, Dietrich didn't have the heart to continue playing around.

She just looked at herself dressed like a little princess, and then looked up at Hodder in old clothes.

She just looked at him like this, and the thoughts in her mind began to diverge.

Then, she walked towards him slowly.

It was fine if she didn't move, but when she moved, the 'boy' put on a defensive posture.

"What do you want to do!"

It's just that this so-called surface is, after all, a superficial performance.

Dietrich saw it right away.

"The action is too exaggerated."

she said.

Then, she just walked over with her beautiful little skirt, and sat down next to Hodder.

Seeing her like this, Huo De also looked a little bit - he sat beside her.

However, this scene seemed a bit out of place.

Because one is a beautiful princess, but the other dress is a bit ragged.

"Pfft..."

And in the process, the little princess Dietrich just laughed.

No one spoke at all, she just laughed.

And this also made Hodder feel a little strange.

"what happened?"

"No, nothing."

After slightly suppressing the smile on her face, Dietrich just sighed.

"Just thought of something."

"what?"

"Are you Dutch?"

"..."

Then Hodder narrowed his eyes just like that.

For a moment he didn't know what to say.

Said he was a Dutchman himself?

It seems that you can't say that.

Unknowingly, his thoughts began to surge, and finally returned to a long time ago.

"In my case, it was indeed in the Netherlands, but later, I traveled to Gothic."

"Ok, I know."

Of course Dietrich knew this, because even she herself was familiar with the following things.

It was nothing more than a young sage who met a prince of the Netherlands who wanted revenge and restoration of the country.

"I was just thinking."

"Ok?"

Facing Hodder's question, Dietrich's voice suddenly dropped.

However, her voice echoed in Hodder's ear:

"What if you had been in my life earlier?"

Then Hodder felt as if he had been punched in the head.