You and me under the world tree

Although he failed.

In other words, the so-called 'change' is actually a part of it, but it is not static after all.

And Hodder, who deeply understood this point, couldn't help but feel a little headache.

Zebul's choices and actions made his scalp tingle.

"Won't you 'change' a little bit?"

He couldn't help asking.

Then, he saw her shake her head.

"It's no use, I'm tired."

Her answer was as concise as ever, but it got to the heart of it.

Because I was tired, I didn't change anything at all, and continued following what I saw. It seemed that I was only the last step away from giving up thinking completely.

It sucks here, right?

If it weren't for knowing that Zebul herself had feelings, Hodder would have thought that she was an indifferent machine with no feelings at all.

No, it might be better to say that it is because she is not a so-called machine, but has her own thoughts and feelings, that this kind of thing seems outrageous.

After carefully substituting it, Huo De felt that this kind of life was simply not human.

Of course he doesn't like variables that are beyond his control, but he has to say that some small "unknowns" are the main factors that constitute the "color of life" when he can grasp the direction.

If you keep these records in your mind from the beginning, it is equivalent to flipping through a boring book.

There are no surprises, just mechanical page turning.

"Maybe...you should learn from Skadi and don't stay here all the time."

After thinking for a moment, he spoke.

He didn't care whether this kind of thing was foreseen by Zebul, he just wanted to express his thoughts.

"Perhaps, the person who needs to go out and see the most is not Skadi, but you."

"Well, thank you."

"..."

Really lost my temper.

Rather, because Zebul's response was perfect, Hodder didn't know what kind of response he should give for a while.

"Okay, let's all calm down for a while."

Dietrich spoke up.

She first glanced at Zebul hesitantly, and then sighed helplessly.

"In short...let's do our own thing well. Today's protagonists are after all them."

Utgarde and Eggers, they are getting married today.

Although the so-called marriage has no special meaning in the cognition of the giants, it just declares that the two will come together and stay together for a lifetime.

And quite a few people will even skip this so-called ceremony directly.

giant.

As the original beings in the Nine Realms, they don't need to make oaths to the so-called gods at all, and they don't need to invite anyone to witness.

However, for today's Eggers, this is an indispensable ritual after all.

Its own symbolic meaning can no longer be measured by simple so-called 'value'.

Then, the simple marriage ceremony began.

Eggers took off her maiden headband, put on a white dress, and a bridal crown of gems and crystals.

And Utgarde is also very formally dressed.

The two sides just held two newly cast long swords in their hands, and walked slowly towards each other. Then, they put the blades in their hands on each other's shoulders.

This symbolizes the entrustment of life for the rest of your life, and means that you will give everything for the other party.

finally……

"Newcomers, exchange swords and rings."

Sinmara, who was a temporary guest witness, spoke.

Only she was qualified to be a witness present, because only she was 'married' in the true sense, and she also gave birth to a child.

Under her gaze, Eggers and Utgard completed the exchange peacefully.

"Actually, from this step on, you are already a legal couple in Jotunheim."

Staring at the newlyweds, Sinmara said.

"The rest are just 'blessings', but..."

She seemed to be on the verge of speaking, but Eggers cut her off.

"Go ahead, Ms Simmara."

"Ah."

Seeing that Agather made such a request, Simmara no longer hesitated.

Although she found it ironic, she brought out the sweet mead that Zebul had offered.

"Your future life will be as sweet and intoxicating as this mead."

Sinmara felt that she had experienced a lot of wind and waves.

But when certain things are in front of her eyes, she still feels her teeth hurt.

So, what is this called?

"You will taste its taste together and go to a sweet and beautiful future together."

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Good night everyone_(:з」∠)_

Chapter 120: The Next Step

After all, it was the fine wine brewed by that wise princess whose knowledge was as vast as the sea and bottomless. When Xinmara opened the lid of the wine barrel, the sweet fragrance quickly swept through the entire wedding scene.

For a moment, Huo De only felt that his nostrils had been filled with the sweetness, and every breath seemed to deepen the sweetness.

"Gudu"

Subconsciously, he swallowed his saliva involuntarily.

After realizing this, he couldn't help coughing slightly.

To be honest, Hodder himself is not an alcoholic.

The so-called drinks are actually dispensable to him.

At necessary banquets, he can accompany his friends to drink high-strength spirits, and at private gatherings, he can also drink refreshing fruit wine.

In the absence of alcohol, he can also drink fruit juice or plain water, and milk is fine.

Anyway, it was just a drink after all, basically he would drink whatever he could find.

But now, he happened to have this almost instinctive desire.

want to drink.

It's that simple idea.

If you can drink the honey wine in the barrel, it must be a very enjoyable thing, right?

Tsk, but I'm not an alcoholic.

Obviously, he never had such a desire for drinks before.

With this weird contradictory doubt, Huo De subconsciously took a breath:

"hiss……"

During this process, he moved his eyes almost compulsively away from the barrel of sweet and fragrant wine, and turned to other people.

Dietrich.

Hella.

Gloria.

Although they were calm, the situation didn't seem to be much better. As for Simmara's child, Grauer, Hodder could even see the saliva at the corner of his mouth.

Now is it time to say that Grauer is bold and uninhibited?

Or should I say that Zebbul's drink table is outrageous?

"Is all the wine in your house like this?"

After hesitating for a moment, Hodder couldn't help asking about the princess.

"Do not."

Then, she gave a negative answer.

"This is honey wine for weddings. Of course, we must pay attention to 'sweetness'. I have worked hard on this in theory."

"Are you paying attention to the sweet mead..."

From Zebul's misty voice, Hodder got the answer in this regard.

Ordinary drinks are obviously not like this.

In other words, the focus of each wine is different, but the wine used for the wedding must be 'sweet', and it should look and smell good.

This is Zebul's aesthetic, and she has thoroughly turned this beauty into substance.

And in this sweet fragrance, I am afraid that no one would dare to call himself a 'master of brewing'.

And people who are proficient in winemaking may even feel a sense of frustration.

For example, Utgarde is like this now.

"It's really... a crushing defeat."

As the groom at the wedding, he suddenly had a weird idea that had nothing to do with the wedding.

Simmara was standing beside him and Eggers, and when she opened the wine barrel, the 'shock' he received was the greatest.

Whether it's smell, vision or spirit, even Eggers can't compare with him.

If you want to say why, it is probably because he has studied brewing, and he still has an inexplicable confidence in this regard.

"I thought my drink was worthy of serving on the table."

With that sense of powerlessness, Utgard sighed helplessly.

Then, he felt a unique sight.

It was the girl directly in front of him.

Agather.

At this moment, she was looking at her new husband with a smile.

"What happened to you?"

"It's nothing."

Facing that question, Utgard finally just shook his head.

"I just suddenly felt that the wine-making skills I learned, as well as my own wine-making experience, were all fed to the dogs."

"It's actually pretty good."