You and me under the world tree

"You didn't retreat back then."

These words were followed by a moment of silence.

Wittig couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

"Yes."

This kind of thing, Wittig has no way to refute.

Because it's a fact.

He did lead the border army to guard the eastern defense line, completely blocking the possibility of Hungarian attack.

And he paid a price that was absolutely unacceptable in the eyes of ordinary people.

At this moment, his eyes couldn't help but move away from Sead's body.

He looked at his hands, and even glanced at his legs, which at the moment were only 'alive'.

"Until now, I haven't been able to forget what happened at that time. I paid too much."

Wittig's tone sounded quite complicated, but Sead also understood that he didn't feel any regrets.

"Well, may I venture to ask a question?"

"..."

Wittig suddenly looked back.

That was all Sead wanted to ask.

"There's no way to mix those two things together."

"Why did you want to stick to that valley?"

The voice came to mind almost at the same time, and at that moment, the eyes of both sides met.

But this time, it was Wittig who looked away first.

Maybe it was a guilty conscience, or maybe it was because of other reasons, in short, he couldn't keep looking at Seiyad.

But Sead was different, he just stared at the former commander of the frontier army.

"Are these two things really different? After careful analysis, even if you chose to open the border and close the city gate to let Hunland into Gothic, those nomadic cavalry alone could not completely swallow the entire Gothic."

"..."

"Also, the Gothic situation at that time was actually much stronger than ours. Although the interior was mostly plains and there was no danger to defend, you had the king...princess who could be called the strongest in the world."

Maybe it's because the previous impression was too deeply rooted in people's hearts.

When it comes to the current Gothic triumphant king, Sead's first reaction is still the former 'Prince of Victory'.

Even though she has already disclosed her female identity, for a "foreigner" like Sead, these cognitions really cannot be changed for a while.

But it doesn't matter now, what matters is her own power.

She's strong, and strong enough to be unreasonable.

"Although I don't know who is stronger, the 'God's Whip' from Hungary or the 'Son of God' from Goth, but Etzel obviously can't win Dietrich."

So what does this mean?

Even though Wittig chose to remain silent at this moment, Sead was able to sort out the logic very quickly.

And this is the final conclusion he wants to say:

"Even though Gothic seemed to have split at the time, Dietrich would never sit idly by because of the terrain, so if there is any change in Hungary, she will definitely choose to fight. In other words, Gothic will never will not die because of it.”

Having said that, Sead paused.

He was watching Wittig's expression.

But unfortunately, at this moment, the silver snake warrior has completely turned his head away.

He didn't seem to want to discuss more on this topic, as a half-elf he must have listened to the previous ones.

Thinking of this, Sead laughed.

He didn't know what he was laughing at, maybe he was just venting his emotions.

But it doesn't matter now.

Because in any case, Wittig could not deny the choice he made back then.

"You chose to stick to the line of defense and never let the Hungarian cavalry invade Gothic. You and the legions under your command blocked the two offensives launched by Hungarian from the valley defense line created by the ancient Amerungen family. At that time How did you think about it?"

Yes, what was I thinking at the time?

Under Sead's question, Wittig closed his eyes.

Speaking of which, Etzel even said some harsh words at that time.

The King of Punishment revealed to him the internal chaos of the 'Ostrogoth' at that time. The lords' letters to foreign enemies and the interruption of food supplies were completely pushing the border army to a dead end.

He seems to have recruited himself?

But no matter what, he still chose to stick to it.

As for the specific reason, on the one hand, of course, it is to protect the people behind who have not been able to relocate and evacuate.

Whatever choices their lords made had nothing to do with them living in that land.

Ordinary people are too weak, and they just want to live an ordinary and peaceful life after all.

If even this small expectation is deprived, it would be too cruel.

"At the end of the day, someone has to step up and protect ordinary people who just want to live in peace."

Just when Wittig lost his mind, he heard Sead say such words.

His words pulled his thoughts out of memory.

He looked back at Sead.

"That's not all the reasons."

he opened his mouth to speak.

Because he was actually in a similar situation at that time, so he knew exactly what Sead was thinking.

"If there's anything else to say, it's probably..."

He fell silent suddenly.

At this moment, choosing words and words seems to have become a rather lengthy affair.

But in the end, he still gave his own answer.

"dignity."

Chapter 21: This is a mortal struggle

This is the answer given by Sead.

After hearing his gradually calm response, Wittig couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional:

"Dignity..."

To be honest, Wittig didn't feel any surprise.

Although he knew that this was not the whole story, and Sead's mood was definitely more complicated than this description, but he didn't intend to ask too much.

after all……

"This is indeed the most appropriate expression, it can be regarded as a generalization."

"Yes."

It can be seen that Sead himself is quite helpless about this, but he really can't find any other suitable words.

"Maybe there is actually a lot more to say. My thoughts are actually quite complicated."

Involuntarily, he set his eyes on the bottle of dragon's blood in his hand.

"On the one hand, I don't want the people of Gitland to suffer any losses because of this war, and I don't even want the tragedy of family destruction. On the other hand, I don't want Norway and Gevarus Pretty upset, even the gods standing behind them."

Maybe it was the last minute.

Sead had no scruples about this, so he said these words without any concealment.

"So, you want revenge on them?"

"Is it hard to understand?"

"No, it's normal."

In Wittig's view, this is quite normal, and no one wants to still swallow his anger after being hit hard, or even being calculated and used.

Even he used to be the same.

During the period when he was the head of the Border Army, he also had a similar mentality and ideas.

Because he hated those high gods who thought they were in control of everything, he wished he could cut down the god of speed called Hermod with a single sword.

But he couldn't do that because he knew that he couldn't compete with the gods on his own.

If the face is torn head-on, it may lead to even greater disasters.

At that time, not only himself, but his family members living in Wolf Valley, as well as the soldiers of the Border Legion that he valued will suffer unimaginable blows.

So, what can he do at that time?

All he can do is to represent himself against the will of the gods.

It can be said that the reason why he chose to stay was that he really wanted to take revenge on the gods.

In fact, it is the same even now.

If he didn't have such thoughts, he wouldn't stay here.

"It's perfectly normal to think that whatever they want to stop, that's what they want to do."

However, before Sead could make a further response, Wittig shook his head again.

"But that's not all. You still have a very important reason not to tell."

"..."

Sead's eyes suddenly trembled.

He subconsciously wanted to say something, but Wittig didn't give him the chance.

"Your decision, on the one hand, is for the living, including yourself, but at the same time, you are also for the dead."

In an instant, Sead's originally rosy complexion changed, and it became pale.

With complex emotions like waves surging in his heart, Sead's vision became erratic.

He first glanced at the dragon's blood on his table, and then looked around.

But no matter where he looked, he couldn't seem to find his 'target'.

But in the final analysis, it was because he had nothing to 'find' himself, and he just wanted to find some motivation to divert his attention.

But unfortunately, it seems that he can't do this at all now.

He couldn't be attracted by anything else, he could only let what Wittig said fell into his ears.

"You still haven't been able to let go of those things."

Hearing this, Sead's eyes turned red all of a sudden.

His Royal Highness the Prince of Gitland bit his lower lip tightly, the anger and uneasiness almost overflowed, and it was impossible to hide it with pure expression control.

"How could it be possible to let go..."

After taking a few deep breaths, Sead showed a helpless wry smile.

"They...they died because of me, whether it was soldiers or ordinary citizens who were massacred, they died because of my wrong prediction and strategic planning."

As a commander, as a royal family, Seiyad must bear these.

Even though the executioners were Berserkers in Norway who seemed to be out of control at all, Seiyad committed a strategic fallacy after all to let the civilians suffer such bad news.

And once he linked this matter with himself, the burden on his shoulders would become heavier.