You and me under the world tree

He had never been in contact with the gods before, so he was naturally so strange, but now that he realized that it was the gods who led such a war, his impression deteriorated rapidly.

disgust……

This is inevitable.

Thinking about it, Gitland seems to have been playing the role of an 'enemy'.

The first is King Niddard, who should be regarded as his grandfather. Because of his external expansion and oppression, Angentir, who was still young at the time, asked the gods for help, and the Norwegian Twelve Berserkers were finally born.

Then in the first two years, when Gothic launched a war against Norway, his brother Studas was ordered to block the attack from Hungary, and his whereabouts were unknown for a period of time.

But when he returned, he was already cursed.

In order to solve the curse, he even came back to seek the keel and teeth of the fire dragon he had slain.

As for who cast the curse on him, it is self-evident.

The King of Punishment of the Hunlan was originally the son of a god king, and his every move had the color of a god.

And then there is now.

According to Wittig's hint, it was the gods who gave Gevarus mass-produced berserkers that should be 'one-off'.

So what can you do in this situation?

Do you want to learn from Angentier?

No, it's impossible.

Although there is no evidence to prove that this is related to the gods, the final outcome of the former king of Norway is still vivid.

At least, taking refuge in the gods does not mean that one's retreat will be guaranteed.

What's more, as far as the present is concerned, some kind of wave has already been set off in Midgard.

At this moment, Sead couldn't help but think of the speech made by the Lord of Armies in the Netherlands a few years ago when he was enthroned.

Although he did not launch any criticism, he did not mention any gods at all. Presumably he and the sage of the Netherlands had foreseen this at that time.

No, perhaps not a foresight at all.

This should be the product of that wise man's personal experience, after all, he has also experienced a lot of wind and rain.

And the Volsung family, once known as the "favorite of the gods", was left in the end with Siegfried, a well-cared only seedling.

Yes, even if you ask the gods for help, you will not get any guarantee.

Be it yourself or your family.

So what else can you do?

There should be something else that I can do!

Just what you can do.

"Speaking of which, Studus' fire dragon curse is because he has the characteristics of a fire dragon..."

Characteristics of a dragon.

quality of life.

Finally, what lingered in his mind was Wittig's inadvertent statement:

"Actually, we who live in this world have been 'absorbing' the 'nutrition' of this world from birth to death."

"Nutrition, herbs, fire dragon..."

Then, he just closed his eyes.

In order to deal with Norway, perhaps it can only do so.

Chapter 18: All-or-nothing plans

Time passed slowly like this, and a week passed in a flash.

Since Prince Seiyad retreated to the fortress city of Rose City, he has not stopped his strategic arrangements.

On the one hand, he sent envoys to constantly report the battle situation here to his father, and on the other hand, he kept putting forward his own thoughts and opinions.

This is what must be done.

Because to some extent, his own life is completely bound to the front line.

As a child who is about to embark on a dangerous battlefield, it is quite normal to report his safety issues to his parents.

On the other hand, Otwal, as the king, kept sending letters in response.

However, Otwal did not respond to the letter according to the royal template.

Otwal, who lives in the ancient city of Geat, has to deal with a lot of things every day, and the external pressure and internal hidden dangers that cannot be eliminated have also brought him tremendous pressure.

But he just couldn't show any side that disappointed the people and courtiers at this critical moment.

So, this pressure made him vent everything on letters to his children.

But a father obviously cannot let his children see his fragility and helplessness, so most of the letters contain words of concern.

"Don't feel the pressure. The more critical the moment is, the more decisive you must be. Let it go and show the pride of the Geat family."

Staring at the words of encouragement depicted on the letter, Sead moved his gaze to the end of the letter.

"Don't force yourself, do your best, if you can't do it, just retreat..."

It is hard to imagine that such statements with diametrically opposite intentions would appear in the same letter from home.

What's more, it was the father that he had always admired.

Yes, in fact, even now, Sead still worships his father.

This worship mentality was established when he was a child.

But the slight difference is that when I was young, I worshiped the identity of the king and the noble status.

I always feel that it is a great thing to have a king father, and because of the existence of the king father, his childhood has always been carefree.

And gradually growing up, after taking on the identity of the prince and the heir to the kingdom, he gradually understood the pressure that a king bears.

He understood what kind of situation his stable life was based on, and he knew Gitland's past history.

At this point, his admiration for his father was out of control.

Perhaps, Otwal did not have the strength to overwhelm the battlefield like the triumphant king Dietrich and the Lord of Armies, but he just pulled Gitland out of the quagmire of war.

And such a father can be regarded as the embodiment of wisdom in Sead's eyes.

He uses his mind.

He focuses on logic.

Even though he had nothing, he still secured Gitland's throne and even won the title of a virtuous king.

But even the letters he sent were filled with fundamental contradictions.

Sead could see that his father had never polished up his letters at all, and he might not have even read them through.

Basically, it belongs to writing wherever you think of it.

But he won't feel disillusioned by this, because he can feel the pressure on his father from the inconsistent words.

At least, he was worried about himself.

If possible, Sead would like to give his family some responses in this regard.

Even going one step further, he can also make some promises in this regard.

However, he can't.

Because he doesn't have the confidence.

He didn't have the confidence to tell his family members openly that he would be able to return safely.

Even though his father had told him that both the Netherlands and Goth had responded to Gitland's plea for help.

Although his brother Studas was ordered to guard Goth's eastern defense line, he has now put down his border defenses and is trying his best to rush towards this side.

As for the Netherlands, they have two choices, either choose to cross the Rhine River and directly step into the border of Gitland, or launch an attack from the sea and directly copy Norway's hometown.

Both are possible.

However, Sead himself obviously does not know the strategy of the Netherlands, but no matter how you look at it, everything is changing in a good direction.

At least, Gitland should be able to keep.

As for himself, there was only one last question left to consider.

defense...

"Actually, you can revise your strategic plan now, too."

Just when Sead was thinking about this matter, Wittig's voice came from his ear.

And when he looked up, he saw the soldier leaning against the door frame, his eyes squinting here.

"It's still too late to fix it."

"Do you think there is something missing in my defensive strategy?"

Facing Wittig's solemn expression, Sead responded with a smile instead.

"No, no."

Wittig shook his head calmly.

"The plan is perfect, but the problem is... bold."

Having said that, he narrowed his eyes.

"Using yourself as a bait will certainly make them fall for it, but you are also tantamount to killing yourself. You may not be able to escape this palace at all."

"I didn't think about running."

Facing Wittig's gaze, Sead spoke.

"Compared to running away, I want to play big with those guys."

"You still have a backup?"

"Have."

Having said that, he suddenly took out a transparent and magnificent crystal jar.

This is obviously a royal family's collection, and in that jar, the scarlet liquid seems to stimulate the senses of those watching.

"I ordered my shield girl to take it out of our royal family's collection a week ago."

Wittig could recognize this thing at a glance.

"This is blood..."

"Well, it's the blood that my brother brought back from the collection of our Geat royal family."

his brother?

Isn't that Studas?

And the blood that he can bring back and store in cans must be...

"Dragon blood?"

"Yes, this is the blood of the fire dragon that once did evil in the kingdom. I should have had some scales and keel brought by me day and night."

"You want to use it to build a weapon on the spot?"

After hearing what Sead said, Wittig couldn't help asking.

But this is not so much an inquiry as a forced consent.

"It's a weapon, right?"

"..."

Sead didn't speak, he just looked at Wittig like this, and this made the hero in white feel more and more heavy.

He originally thought that he had experienced big winds and waves, and no matter what happened, he would not be too surprised.

but now……