You and me under the world tree

"It's mostly correct, but there's another point. It can communicate and even command the whole world. This is the real 'supreme'."

Finally, Hodder turned around.

He looked at the giant's expression, he definitely didn't look like he was lying.

It's just that his own blade-like eyes may have caused discomfort to others.

"Don't look at me that way, you should have guessed it yourself."

"Yes."

Gently stroking his forehead, he whispered.

"I guessed it. After all, only this kind of extraordinary method can help the frost giants at that time completely reverse the situation."

"Yes, it is like that."

"But you must pay a huge price when you use it, right?"

"After all, not everyone has the ability to rule the entire world, which is equivalent to connecting one's consciousness with the entire world, and you also know that this world is not dead."

The world is alive.

Mineral veins will regenerate, and forests will reappear in barren lands without further intervention.

"This means that you need to connect your consciousness with Ymir and give orders to this world (Ymir). Guess what kind of impact the people who connect will receive?"

Without waiting for any response from Hodder, Utgard continued to speak.

"That must be a double blow from the spirit and soul."

Then, Hodder opened his mouth slightly.

"The last person who really used it was a queen?"

"Yes."

Then Hodder was silent for a while.

He just looked around in a circle.

"She didn't take part in the second war, did she?"

This question may seem irrelevant, but it goes to the core.

Utgarde also understood what the man really wanted to ask.

"Because she was very weak at the time, she couldn't do it. Now, I don't know. Maybe the trauma has healed, maybe it hasn't."

Then Hodder let out a long sigh.

"It's really... for Baldr, you have sacrificed so much."

Chapter 18: Different Minds

The tone of Hodder's last exclamation is quite complicated.

For a while, even he himself didn't know what was going on.

The emotion surging in my heart, if nothing else, should be jealousy.

It is not the first time that Hodder himself has experienced such a feeling that reason and emotion are almost torn apart.

So now it is surprisingly calm.

But then, he suddenly felt that his lips seemed to be a little sticky.

what happened?

After subconsciously touching his lips, he looked down.

"what……"

What he saw was a smear of scarlet lingering on his finger.

"bleeding."

At some point, he seemed to have bitten his lip.

When exactly is it?

He himself did not understand this.

To be honest, he didn't even feel any pain before he noticed the stickiness in his mouth.

what is going on actually?

Even his senses have become dull?

Suddenly, these absurd thoughts and ideas popped up in Hodder's mind.

Immediately afterwards, he felt that he wanted to just laugh like that.

The kind of emotion that surged up in my heart, no accident should be jealousy.

At the same time there was a touch of resentment.

This emotional theory does not belong to him, but it exists in the depths of his soul, as if it has become some instinct.

"do not do that……"

Howard whispered.

He just put his hand on his forehead.

"There's no need for that."

Rationality began to try to control emotions, trying to completely suppress the trembling, irritability, and uneasiness deep in his heart.

But the more suppressed, the more depressed Hodder felt.

"Even your enemies will praise you for your gentleness and fortitude."

he whispered.

But different from that trembling voice, his face already showed a hint of ferocity.

Gritting his teeth, he looked like an angry beast.

"You have the courage to look into the abyss and the darkness, and the perseverance to bear the burden and watch the darkness without taking your anger out on others. You should have..."

Then, the sound stopped abruptly.

At the same time, Utgard, who was saving his wine glass, seemed to sense something was wrong.

He frowned and stared at the human being who was as motionless as a sculpture.

"Hodder?"

"This is not fair!"

Suddenly, the human made a move.

He slammed his fist directly into the wall at hand.

"and many more!"

Originally, Utgard wanted to stop it.

But before he could continue to speak, the human fist had already hit it.

'boom'

Accompanied by a heavy muffled sound, a crack spread from where he punched.

To be honest, the rift is not that big.

Because this punch has no other meaning, it is completely out of control.

There is no magic enhancement, and no other various things are used.

Therefore, the crack is quite small in the eyes of giants.

But the dense gaps like spider webs still made his scalp tingle.

"Hodder, this is my house after all."

Utgard said helplessly.

But at this moment, humans seem to be unable to listen.

"It's not fair..."

He covered his head with his hands, and slowly closed his eyes.

"Why should I bear your anger?"

He clenched his fists tightly and let out a long sigh.

Maybe the breathing sound was too heavy, even Utgarde could hear it.

He just stared at Hodder's thin human-level back, and then glanced at the cracks on his wall.

"sorry."

Just when he sighed helplessly, he heard this voice.

But before he could respond, he saw that the human being was about to leave.

"and many more."

Utgarde spoke suddenly.

"Huh? What's the matter? Do you want me to pay?"

"No, no need."

Suddenly interrupted by the sage's response, Utgarde shook his head.

Why is it so difficult to say something?

"Just before?"

"what happened?"

"No, are you okay?"

"Am I okay?"

"Then you were angry because..."

"I'm not angry, that anger doesn't belong to me."

After hearing what Hodder said, Utgard was relieved.

To be honest, he thought that Hodder might not be able to control anything, because the emotional display was beyond his expectations.

"Anything else?"

"..."

Utgarde hesitated for a moment, then shook his head slowly.

"There is something I want to remind you of."

"what?"

"Find out who you are, I don't want that one 'kind' just to disappear."

His words sounded a little awkward.

Moreover, the "similarity" he mentioned cannot be measured by convention.

Because it does not mean the same race, let alone the same family.

The so-called similarity refers to their similarities at the level of identity.

Even, Hodder vaguely noticed that this guy seemed to be looking for some kind of sustenance in himself.

Because he denied it himself, he was able to make up his mind to continue to maintain Utgarde's identity.

This kind of thing sounds weird.

"I will, but you."

Just like that, he turned his head and stared at Utgarde.