You and me under the world tree

Use this mentality to develop steadily until you can finally compete head-on.

That's what he did.

Maybe that sounds pretty strong already?

However, no matter how much praise is given, no matter how much it is praised, it cannot change the fact that he has no ability to change the tragedy at all.

Even on the contrary, he is still continuously creating tragedies.

Whether seen or not.

He is a direct or indirect participant in those tragedies.

He had no way to unify Midgard, which was torn apart and played by the gods, with his own personal ability, so he could only use war to unify according to the rules set by the gods.

Win over reliable allies and root out conflicting enemies.

First came the Hendines, who had feuds, then Burgundy, where there was no hatred, only conflicts of interest, and then Norway, where wars were now breaking out.

He just does these things.

So……

"What do you want to overthrow our rule? To give mankind peace and freedom?"

The old man who appeared in front of him asked.

However, Hodder did not give any clear and firm answer.

Because he couldn't say anything about it.

For freedom and peace?

He didn't have the face to say these words himself, because along the way, he himself created many tragedies.

Just in the war to unify the atrium, countless people will die, and countless children will lose their parents and family members, and countless families will be torn apart.

These are all 'sacrifices' made on his own wishful revenge road.

"So, what are you doing for? To protect the people around you? This is not right."

The one-eyed old man just shook his head.

"You put them all in the most dangerous situation. If you are not careful, you will be crushed and ashes, and there will be no remnants of their souls."

Having said that, Hodder saw the old man showing a contemptuous smile.

"You even need to rely on their sacrifices to achieve your goals. Utgarde is the best example, isn't it?"

"..."

"So what on earth are you up for?"

Then, Odin's figure gradually became distorted, and then disappeared.

Suddenly, Huo De found that he seemed to have come to a garden. In that garden, a giant tree in the center was extremely conspicuous.

Someone seemed to be there in the shade.

That's family.

Then, the blond family under the shade of the tree seemed to have noticed him, and a boy who was lying down stood up just like that.

At the same time, behind him is his fellow brother

They beckoned:

"Teacher (uncle)!"

The titles they yelled were quite different.

Then came the man with blond hair and red eyes, with an arrogant face.

"Yo."

He greeted eclecticly.

In the end, it was the bearded king who turned around. He didn't speak, but just smiled and waved.

Hodder stretched out his hand subconsciously, but he could only see them go away.

"You have sacrificed everything, and what you are chasing is just the phantom of the past. What's even more ridiculous is that you, whose memories have been modified and incomplete, don't even know the emotions brewing behind these memories."

Then, the voice changed.

When Hodder came back to his senses, standing in front of him was the man in modern casual clothes.

"Stekard..."

"You don't have the ability to change the tragedy. You can't change anything. You can only watch everything around you burn out, and you are the one who made it happen!"

"shut up!"

Hodder yelled all of a sudden, and his consciousness suddenly sank into deep darkness.

struggle.

desperately.

"Shut up!"

When he opened his eyes again, what he saw was an unfamiliar ceiling.

"It's a nightmare..."

Chapter 26: Crown? That's actually part of the body

For a moment, Hodder fell into a state of gratitude and bewilderment.

At this moment, his mind was empty, and he had no other thoughts.

"Really are……"

He wanted to say something, but after opening his mouth, he found that he couldn't say anything.

"It's a dream."

He repeated his previous emotion again.

Now, although Hodder has woken up, he feels inexplicably tired now.

It wasn't that he wanted to just lie back down and get some sleep.

After having just had a nightmare, he already had an instinctive aversion to falling asleep again.

No matter how tired he is, he seems to have only one choice now:

get up.

"Should I say that I think about it by day and dream at night?"

Sighing softly, Hodder got up directly from his bed.

But after taking two steps, his somewhat dull brain realized that this was not actually his room.

The instinctive habit of his body prompted him to walk towards the window in his memory, but that was the layout of the room in the house in the city of Skywrath in the Netherlands that he was used to.

"Really..."

Always feeling that his state was not right, Huo De took a deep breath again.

He started looking around again.

This is really just an ordinary bedroom, with no personal touches worth caring about.

However, because the designer himself loves to read books, there are bookshelves occupying almost the entire wall in the room, and various books are placed on the bookshelves.

However, Hodder has not read the content depicted in those books.

Although he also likes to use books to kill time and entertain those beautiful stories.

But now he is obviously not in the mood.

Even though he just woke up and even felt confused about it, he didn't mean to go to the bookshelf.

He just looked at the row of books, then glanced at the special desk next to him, and finally, he fixed his gaze on the window with the curtains drawn.

He just walked over.

Pulling back the curtains and opening the window, a small garden and a stable below are in sight. Falke, the Nightmare Warhorse, is staying in the stable obediently.

Suddenly there is such a feeling of living in a manor alone.

Hodder's own house in the Netherlands was similarly furnished.

When he brought Dietrich to live with him, Falke stayed obediently every day like this.

However, no matter how similar it is, Hodder's dazed brain that is gradually recovering understands one thing: including the entire house he is currently in and the small garden in front of the house, these are strictly indoor landscapes, because they are now Live in someone else's room.

The owner of this room is Zebul, a giantess over ten meters tall.

With complicated emotions, Huo De's eyes gradually moved away from the garden in front of the building, and he looked into the distance.

There were huge books stacked on the ground.

But to a human being like him, the pile of books looks like a hill.

Just by looking at him so simply, he could feel his own insignificance.

Not to mention the giantess in the distance.

From Hodder's angle, he could just see the huge bed in the distance, and Zebul was lying on it to rest now.

However, this is not deep sleep, just taking a nap.

But when Hodder was watching her, the giant princess who was motionless had a reaction.

She quickly opened her eyes, then turned over, and the eyes that shone with silver light just looked towards this side.

In fact, Huo De deliberately avoided her gaze.

Because he always felt that he would not have any secrets under that silver gaze.

But now, it is already too late.

Although the giantess was still lying motionless on her side, their eyes had already met.

"Have you had a nightmare?"

Without giving Huode a chance to speak, she asked.

"That's it."

"Come out and sit down?"

"Ah."

Howard didn't refuse anything either.

Now that he has an instinctive resistance to the bed and sleep, it is obviously impossible for him to go back to the bed now.

He was looking for something to do, and Zebul's invitation could only be said to be just right.

Still, he felt he still had questions to ask.

"What time is it?"

This is not looking for a topic, because Huode really doesn't know the time now.

First of all, there is no clock in the room he lives in now.

Secondly, even if he looked out of the so-called house and stared at the huge boudoir of the giant princess, what he saw was just the same scenery.

The light source here is shaped by magic, and it doesn't even change from beginning to end.

"It's still two hours away, and it should be the time for the sun to rise."

That is to say, in the early morning and midnight...about three or four o'clock?

After rubbing his head a little, Hodder changed his clothes with magic.

He didn't go through the main door, but quickly turned out of the window, and then he heard Falk's snort.

The war horse just watched him.

And after patting Dietrich's horse lightly, he quickly walked out of the manor that looked like a miniature landscape.