You and me under the world tree

In the end, his consciousness finally couldn't continue to support this huge and sinful body.

'thump'

The seemingly extremely heavy arm fell down, and the berserker's eyes lost their luster.

At this moment, Wittig knelt down slowly, stretched out his hand, and gently closed the eyes of the tragic dead man.

"Rest in peace and return."

He slowly raised the divine sword in his hand.

'boom'

Flame ignited from the blade.

Facing the Valkyrie's gaze, he slashed at the Berserker's body with a sword. Both his soul and body were wiped out under this sword.

The flames collided with the rain, and a puff of smoke was emitted. The smoke covered Wittig's unreliable figure for a while, making it hard to see clearly.

"If there is an afterlife, I hope you will be happy."

Then, he turned around, looking as if he wanted to leave directly.

As for the Valkyrie or something, he completely ignored it.

Did he not hear Helvey's previous questioning at all?

No, it's not possible at all.

As a half-elf, he is better than ordinary people in terms of perception, so there is only one conclusion:

She was completely ignored.

After realizing this, Helvey was momentarily at a loss for words.

She suddenly felt that it would be better if she just let him go, but if she didn't ask clearly, she would feel uneasy again.

and so……

"and many more!"

She spoke anyway.

"Wittig, why are you here?"

The second question made him stop himself.

Maybe you can choose to ignore it for the first time, but after being told your real name, it becomes impossible to pretend to be deaf and dumb.

After thinking of something, Wittig sighed.

"Why can't I be here? Rather, it's strange that I'm not here."

Then, he turned his head and stared at the still young and beautiful Valkyrie.

"This is Gitland, my mother's country, and my uncle is king, and my brother guards the frontier."

"..."

Wittig's tone was calm, but every word he said hit the point.

So Helvey had no way to refute anything.

After all, she wasn't just simply asking before, because she had already made her own judgment on this matter.

"You dare not appear here."

Helvey spoke.

"It's for your own good, and it's also for your father's sake."

Then, Wittig just closed his eyes, and he was silent.

But there was an unknown fire in my heart.

"You don't need to worry about this, my father... Although his hands are not flexible, and it hurts when it is windy and rainy, there is no problem in daily life. My parents are doing well, And I came out with their consent."

It's just stating something related to his father, and to some extent it's also a fact-a fact of the past.

But Helvey sensed a strong sense of irony from it.

Not because of anything else, but because of the misery and pain suffered by Wittig's father, the elf blacksmith who once created legends, is inseparable from her.

Although her original intention may not be the case, the fact made her unable to argue.

Her heart was gloomy and her chest felt tight, but Helvey still raised her head.

"No matter what, you shouldn't be here, some things are preordained."

"Because the rules are made, can you violate them at will for your own benefit?"

"..."

"Randomly trample on all living beings living on this land, interfere with their lives, ignore their simple wishes, and destroy the original beautiful villages and cities together!"

Unable to suppress the anger in his heart, Wittig suddenly turned around.

He raised the divine sword in his hand, and pointed the sharp edge directly at the Valkyrie.

"You said I shouldn't be here, so should they die? Obviously they should still have a peaceful life! But you took everything away!"

"no!"

Hearing Wittig's words full of hatred and anger, Helvey spoke subconsciously.

"His Highness ordered us to take all the dead to God's Domain, she will find a way!"

"Then what about the other dead?!"

"..."

"What about those warriors who died heroically in order to protect their hometown, those poor people who were captured by the shameless Norwegians and turned into berserkers? What about them?"

"them……"

"Don't try to fool me about this. I've read the priest's notes and potion recipes. They're just monsters with neither humans nor ghosts! You just want to let them live in places like Helheim. Self-destruction!"

Thinking of the sluggish looks of those berserkers, and the ambiguous words of the only alien with some consciousness, Wittig felt that he couldn't calm down at all.

He even found it funny.

What did that cyborg berserker say?

"He said he couldn't remember anything, he said he hated Norway, he said thank you, I don't know who he is, but I know he should have a nice family, live in a village and a town, I usually have my own friends and work..."

The hand holding the sword became more and more forceful, and the divine sword even made a soft whistle.

"None of this should have happened, Valkyrie, none of this should have happened!"

Chapter 41: The brutal reality of blood and blood

The rain of magic to put out the fire is still falling.

The bean-sized water droplets made a loud noise as they fell on the ground, as if they could completely cover the breathing of both parties.

Helvey found that she had no way to respond to Wittig's questioning. Although she felt dizzy and aggrieved, she could only stay where she was.

"All of this... shouldn't have happened."

At this moment, she can only repeat what Wittig said mechanically like a mechanical puppet.

"Helvey..."

Noticing her friend's somewhat strange mood, Arvette couldn't help reaching out to hold her shoulder.

"I am fine."

After noticing her friend's silent comfort, Helvey responded.

But now, her expression is not what she said.

And a bitter taste was brewing in his mouth.

"He's actually right, this really shouldn't have happened."

"..."

Regarding this point, Alvette didn't know how to respond for a while.

After taking a deep breath, she couldn't help but sigh.

"We did our best."

This is a fact.

The identity of the Valkyrie seems to have an extremely noble status in the world, but that's it.

The restrictions are extremely high, and the various tasks sent by God's Domain must be done with all your heart.

But sometimes, the so-called 'best effort' can't bring any joy, but only sadness and loss.

Trying your best but failing to achieve it means incompetence.

not to mention……

"Our position determines that we have no way to stay out of it. In the final analysis, we are accomplices."

Helvetia said that.

"We have no way to ask others to understand us."

"..."

After hearing what Helvey said, Yalvette subconsciously wanted to speak.

But in the end, she didn't make any sound.

Thinking about it carefully, at this point, in fact, no matter what you say, it is useless.

Whether it's to the young man who insists on going against the gods, or to her good sister.

But, she still felt the need to come forward.

"Leave it to me next."

"Need not……"

But somewhat unexpectedly, Helvey quickly shook her head and vetoed this point.

"I can."

"But the problem is that you can't calm down now."

Alvette actually wanted to stick to her own opinion.

She sensed that her good sister's mood was a bit wrong, so she should be allowed to come forward no matter what.

"I can say what I want to say for you..."

Originally, Alvette felt that her reasons were quite sufficient, so her confidence should also be quite strong.

But the truth is, when she saw Helvey looking back at her, she was suddenly discouraged.

All the reasons that he thought were sufficient were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't tell them no matter what.

In the end, Yalvette still failed to take that kind of dominance.

"Why bother……"

She sighed.

And this kind of exclamation also meant a concession to her, after all, she still couldn't bear to seize this 'right' that belonged to Helvey.

"I know you don't like me, and you hate me because of what happened to Wieland, it doesn't matter, but, listen to my advice, after you leave today, don't come back again, all you have done is... ..."

Suddenly, the voice of the Valkyrie stopped abruptly.

This is an emergency response of the body.

At the same time, what caught her eyes was a sword mark visible to the naked eye.

'crash'

It was a slash formed by the gathering wind.

'clang'