You and me under the world tree

"Just say what you want to say."

There was such a self-defeating attitude in her tone.

But Dietrich just stretched out her arms, and she just hugged Hela like this.

For a moment, Hela felt a little uncomfortable, so she struggled subconsciously.

But after realizing that she couldn't break free, she gave up struggling.

Then, she slowly put her head on Dietrich's shoulder.

"Thanks a lot."

Dietrich said softly.

She gently stroked her head with one hand and patted her back with the other.

At that moment, she felt Hela's body trembling.

She couldn't even control her expression, her eyes were a little red.

"Dietrich, is it really okay for us to deceive her like this?"

"Then what do you think yourself?"

"I don't know, I just..."

Her voice just froze.

She couldn't make a choice about this kind of thing, and it was because she couldn't make a decision for a long time that she was distressed and uneasy.

"I want to talk to her."

Hela said in a low voice.

"say what?"

"Say a lot of things, but..."

"Ok?"

"But she wasn't..."

Chapter 65: What do I know?

The trembling whisper lingered in Dietrich's ears like this.

From Hela's voice, she could hear confusion and pain.

At the same time, these words actually proved her own sanity.

Maybe it's because the long years of loneliness have honed her extremely strong mentality?

Or maybe she has seen the truth clearly?

Dietrich didn't know the reason for this, but now, the reason didn't seem to matter anymore.

Because now, the important thing is that Hela is not immersed in this gentle illusion, and she has actually made a choice in her heart.

No matter how painful or disturbing she is, she chooses to embrace reality.

No camouflage was imposed on it, nor did it think anything on its own.

She already had an extremely clear understanding.

"I know she isn't, Dietrich."

"I know, you said that last night."

After gently letting go of the girl, Dietrich held Hella's face in both hands.

Her eyes were red, and there were crystal tears in her eyes.

However, this expression of emotion has improved a lot.

And last night, she cried even worse than now.

"nothing."

She gently pressed her forehead against it.

"A lot of things have passed."

"But I can't let go."

Hela said in a low voice.

"I can't let it go, so I'm still here now. I know she's not, but I still follow her."

"So it's fine."

Seeing Hela's emotions getting agitated again, Dietrich just repeated her words that should be regarded as comforting.

At the same time, she was also a little annoyed.

Because she found herself at a loss for words.

But in the final analysis, because I don't know how to comfort others, the words I say are dry.

Because this matter was too complicated, she didn't even have the means to dissect and analyze it.

What's more, Hella's attitude is not wavering.

But in the final analysis, the source of all this is the vocabulary.

mother.

This appellation has a natural appeal to children, which is an irresistible magic.

If there are no accidents, children should be dependent on their parents. This is a natural favor that cannot be refused.

And this makes sense even for Dietrich herself.

She never doubted her parents, even if she ran away in anger and settled in the city of Godsend, it didn't mean she didn't love them.

It is precisely because she also knows the weight contained in the word itself that when certain things happen, she feels like the sky is falling.

And now, even though these things are all over, the Gothic kingdom her father left her has regained its peace and unity.

But even now, when she thinks about it, her heart still hurts.

Not just the passing of the father, but also the betrayal of the mother.

"Lunch is ready!"

Just when the two women were silent, a voice quickly broke the sad atmosphere.

It was Agather's voice.

Originally, Dietrich was still in a heavy mood.

But after hearing the giantess' call, she quickly adjusted her emotions.

But then, she found that Hela's condition didn't seem suitable for responding.

Her eye sockets were still red.

"Adjust it."

Dietrich said.

"You now……"

But before she finished speaking, Hela turned her head away.

"Come on!"

she yelled.

As sweet as that voice could be, it sounded like an ordinary, happy little girl.

And her voice made Dietrich stunned for a while.

"quick!"

"what?"

"Help me see what's wrong with my face."

"It's okay, it's just that the eyes are a little red."

"it is good."

Then, she suddenly bent down, picked up clear water and threw it on her face, as if she was washing her face.

"Fishing is also a bit tiring. You should wash your face."

She said so, rubbing her eyes with her hands.

Then, she ran to Agather in this state.

"Come here! What are you having for lunch!"

"It's very simple grilled fish, stewed soup, and bread and desserts prepared in advance."

"Dessert? What is it?"

"It's a cake I baked in advance."

Their conversation is so simple.

It's just that it's impossible for Eggers to ignore Hela's current state directly.

"what happened to you?"

"It's nothing, I just feel that fishing is a bit boring, and then I feel a little sleepy."

"Did you not sleep well at night?"

"Well, in fact, I was excited all night yesterday, and then I wanted to wash my face to wake up, and then my eyes got water."

Such a conversation seemed extremely smooth, and apart from her hasty behavior before, there were no flaws.

More importantly, she's laughing.

Dietrich felt that this was not a pretense, but her joy from the bottom of her heart.

Even though I felt sad before, I was able to face it with a smile in the blink of an eye.

If you want to say why, this is probably the power of that vocabulary.

"Mother……"

This vocabulary has such power that even the most rational people will be mobilized by these emotions deep in their hearts.

It can make Hela, who is in grief, show that nostalgia and smile directly, and it can also make people who should be calm quickly become angry.

And now, a similar scene is happening in the lord's study in the City of Ash.

"Do you want to say that all this is my mother's delusion!"

There was a whistling sound in Hodder's ear.

"You want to say that she died in her own delusion!"

Then, he felt his collar tighten, and he was lifted up by the angry ranger.

'boom'

Then, with a pain in his back, he was pressed against the wall by Vali.

However, just when he wanted to continue exerting force, he found that his wrist was being held.

Huge power slowly emerged, and he just watched helplessly as his hand was forcibly removed by the man in front of him.

"Calm down, then use your brain and think carefully, no one wants to persecute Linde."

Having said that, he raised his head and glanced at Gloria.

The giantess was also expressionless.

"And if that's the case, then of course the problem can only be your mother."

"That's impossible! My mother, she..."

"She chose the so-called lover who may never have cared about her, and began to doubt her friend, and this is the only thing she can know at present."