You and me under the world tree

Or it's a marriage, or it's trying its best to develop its own talent, or it's even used to prevent a certain crisis or something.

For example, when Zi ah encountered a crisis of destroying the country, there would always be a royal heir who could escape.

In fact, this itself is just a means to ensure that the bloodline is not completely cut off.

However, even though Nedad had a large number of heirs, they almost died during the melee in the northern peninsula.

Nedard's legitimate son was murdered by the elf blacksmith Wieland who wanted revenge, while the other sons 'disappeared' in various stances or scrambles.

In the end, there were only two princes and one princess left.

But now, only the former Prince Otwal and the current King of Gitland remain in the royal family of Gitland.

And when it comes to cousins, in fact, the first reaction in Sead's mind is the regent who is far away in the Gothic Kingdom-his uncle: Weapon Master Hiltebrand.

But the problem was that Hiltebrand had no children, and he never even had a wife.

So, who is this so-called 'cousin' referring to?

Just walking quickly through the corridors, Sead was thinking about it.

Gradually, a figure appeared in his mind.

To be honest, Sead didn't have any positive communication with him, it was nothing more than seeing him in some more important diplomatic occasions and in the Gothic camp.

But yes, they are cousins.

Yes, it is only him now!

Thinking of this, his pace became faster and faster.

In the end, he walked out of his residence—that was the lord's palace in Rose City.

And under the stairs, he saw a cluster of lights.

To be precise, it was the beautiful color reflected by the magnificent white armor.

The shining sunlight just fell on the man's body, as if he himself was shining.

For a while, Sead even felt a little dazzling.

He subconsciously narrowed his eyes, and it took him a while to see his figure clearly.

The beautiful white armor is engraved with the pattern of two snakes fighting, it is a silver-white aggressive snake.

At the same time, this is also the nickname this fighter got from fighting.

And his real name is...

"Wittig."

Staring at the warrior on the tall horse, Said called out his name in a low voice.

"Looks like you know me."

After being called by his name, Wittig slowly raised his head.

"Then it looks like I don't need to introduce myself anymore."

At this moment, the pure white steed Skaiming shook his strong body.

And Wittig also reached out to caress this friend who seemed a little restless.

He's not what he used to be.

After just looking at each other like this, such a judgment emerged in Sead's heart.

Although they had no communication before, at that time, Sead could clearly feel the temperament emanating from Wittig.

It was a sharp sword showing its sharpness, wishing that people all over the world could understand its sharpness.

But now, he took the initiative to restrain that edge.

This doesn't mean that the sword will become dull, just that he has learned to put a shell on himself.

In other words...

"You have matured a lot."

Said said this.

Facing his cousin's statement, Wittig first narrowed his eyes.

The corners of his mouth raised subconsciously, as if he wanted to laugh.

However, his slightly cloudy eyes revealed a lingering bitterness.

"That's it."

After all, he did not deny this aspect of the matter.

"I've experienced a lot and learned a lot."

He seemed to want to say something more, but his body subconsciously leaned forward, and his swaying left and right looked as if he was about to fall off the horse.

"Wait, what's the matter with you?"

Almost subconsciously, he was about to walk down the stairs to help the Silver Snake Warrior.

Suddenly, Sead remembered something.

Although he was far away in Gitland, the rumors in the Gothic Kingdom were also passed on to him through the businessmen who came and went.

Take, for example, the situation with Wittig the Aggressive Serpent.

According to Gothic rumors, when Wittig was guarding the Gothic eastern defense line, he fought a duel with Etzel, the King of Punishment of Hungary, and tried his best in that battle. His body was exhausted and he had to rely on a wheelchair to move.

Although he doesn't seem to be that vulnerable now, but now...

"I am fine."

Before Sead took two steps down, Wittig spoke.

Although his entire body was already on the back of the horse, Wittig still made a stubborn voice.

"I'm just... a little tired."

After straightening up again, the once combative warrior just took a deep breath.

At the same time, Sead also watched Wittig's expression.

He wasn't lying, because with just one glance, he could see his embarrassment.

Although the silver snake pattern armor is still extremely magnificent, the fatigue on his face is still lingering.

At the same time, the cloak he was wearing was even stained with dust, which he didn't have time to wipe off.

"You've come a long way."

"Ah."

Nothing pretentious about it, Wittig responded in a low voice.

"I heard about the Norwegian invasion in Goth, so I came here."

"That's right, the news of the war should also reach Goth..."

Sead didn't feel anything wrong before, but soon, he raised his head.

"No, you've been in Gothic before?"

"Yes."

Did Dietrich read you back?

Sead was tempted to ask that, but he himself vetoed the point.

That kind of hatred, which is tantamount to patricide, has already made the two sides sworn to death, and that woman will not accept Wittig again.

Sead understands this.

After thinking of this, he couldn't help re-examining Wittig's current attire.

It was a pure white attire, from the cloak to the armor, it was all pure white.

"I heard that there is a white-clothed warrior in Gothic territory. He will not report his name, but as long as he meets him and asks him for help, he will definitely lend a helping hand..."

He paused for a moment, but still asked the question.

"that is you?"

"……it's me."

Actually, Wittig didn't look like he wanted to admit it, but he finally nodded.

Then, he saw Sead's complicated eyes.

Maybe it's pity, or maybe something else.

He didn't want to see this look, so he closed his tired eyes again.

"What should I say..."

Sead sighed.

Having said that, he actually understood all the causes and consequences.

Being a good person is actually a very difficult thing.

Not to mention being a good person incognito, Wittig seems to have given up everything and simply played the role of the hero active in the Gothic territory.

For him, this is completely a life of penance.

Because this is redemption.

The sins brewed by the paranoia in the past can only be alleviated in this way.

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Good night everyone_(:з」∠)_

Chapter 12: Wittig's Conjecture

In fact, to be precise, the good deeds that Wittig did and the simple acts of justice are different from the crimes he once committed.

The two can never be equated, and naturally there is no way to compare them.

It is precisely because of this that what he has done cannot be counted as a kind of 'repayment'.

He has no way to pay it off completely, and Wittig will probably bear this heavy shackle all his life.

And those acts of kindness, while counting as atonement, are also a kind of relief for his poor heart, to relieve the pain and anxiety in his heart.

Thinking of this, Sead opened his mouth subconsciously.

He actually wanted to say something.

Perhaps a persuasion?

Or maybe an evaluation?

For a while, His Royal Highness couldn't figure out his mood.

And in the end, he couldn't say anything, he just stared at the silver snake warrior riding the pure white horse.

Perhaps, for such Wittig, saying nothing is the best response.

There is no need to evaluate at all, and there is no need to persuade anything at all.

Ever since he planned to act in the Gothic territory as the nameless white warrior, he never thought about fighting for fame and fortune.

This is his own path, and no one else can judge it.

"Anyway, what are you here for?"

After calming down a bit, Sead skipped over that slightly sensitive topic.

He asked casually.

"For you now, traveling long distances is actually a very painful thing."