Gevarus, who tensed his body and controlled his emotions, turned his head slowly, and he also nodded in greeting.

Immediately afterwards, his body moved slowly, and he blocked his child behind him.

"I'm sorry to make you look so embarrassed."

He apologized.

Without waiting for the great messenger of the gods to react, he explained the source of the confusion in short words.

"Even a berserker doesn't have any power to parry against the former Excalibur Warrior."

This seems to be some kind of explanation, but the confrontation at the level of speech has already begun.

Because while explaining, Gevarus also extracted himself from this matter.

In his mouth, this seems to be purely a matter of hard power.

They just can't compete with the long-established warrior.

"He has a powerful war horse, is proficient in magic, and holds an endless sword in his hand. He..."

"Of course I understand."

Facing Gevarus' almost impeccable words, Hermod just narrowed his eyes.

After all, he is the envoy of the God of War, why doesn't Hermod know Gevarus' thoughts?

"The great gods have long understood your plight, so they have no intention of holding you accountable."

After hearing these words, Gevarus couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief.

But before he could say anything else, the envoy changed the subject:

"But you know, Gevarroth, this kind of thing happened because of your conservative strategy of standing still."

Hermod said loudly, his words were also full of accusations of hating iron but not steel.

"You must know that Wittig actually arrived in Gitland a week ago. If you had chosen to take advantage of the victory and pursue it, Rose City has been captured now, and Gitland may have surrendered!"

Chapter 52: Troubles Facing Norway

For a moment, among the ruins of the Norwegian military camp, only the accusations of the God of War envoy lingered.

After hearing these words, whether it was Gevarus or Daly, their expressions were actually ugly.

To a certain extent, the envoy did not say anything wrong. If they had marched with singing songs after breaking through the giant bear city, it would not be difficult to capture Rose City in one go.

Because of the attack and defense of Giant Bear City, there was a natural gap in the momentum between the two sides.

As for the Berserker, it can be used as a siege assistant.

When the element of 'heroes' as the focus of the war is taken into consideration, launching an attack in advance is naturally the optimal solution.

The problem was that no one knew about Wittig's arrival - at least not on the Norwegian side.

When Gevarus and Daly knew that the Excalibur Warrior had appeared, he had already entered the barracks.

This is entirely an error at the intelligence level.

Even, the problem of this kind of error is not on them at all.

Now that you know, why didn't you say it earlier?

Of course, such questioning cannot happen to Daly and Gevarus.

Facing the messengers of the gods, all they can show is awe.

So, Daly bowed his head.

He didn't know if he could control his emotions when facing the high-spirited envoy, so he could only cover up his emotions in the simplest way.

As for Gevarus, he knew what state his child was in even if he didn't look back.

Daly is far behind in terms of age and experience after all, and his skills in nourishing qi are very strange.

And once the envoy is noticed and displeased, the situation will become even worse.

Thinking of this, the old king couldn't help but make a noise.

"cough……"

He coughed.

And with this subtle movement, Gevarus successfully attracted the attention of the great envoy.

"Do you have anything to say?"

He asked the old king.

Gevarus shook his head calmly.

"No, this is indeed my own responsibility. My strategy is too conservative."

Whatever you want to say, whatever you have to say, doesn't matter now.

As a believer of the gods, as a mortal who seeks from the great gods, Gevarus must shoulder all the responsibilities.

"As you said, I really should have chosen to chase from the beginning.

The gods can't be wrong, the only problem is being the initiator of this war.

This is the rule that must be followed after contacting the gods.

"However, your complexion seems ugly."

I don't know if I have noticed something, Helmode said so.

In Gevarus' eyes, there was a deep smile on the face of the envoy.

Hermod's gaze didn't linger too much on the old king, but turned around instead.

Gevarus even noticed that the envoy kept his eyes on his eldest son from time to time.

Is this deliberate?

Or unintentional?

Gevarus didn't know, but he knew he had to answer the lord's question.

"Sorry, Mr. Helmold, because of the 'recovery' just now, I'm still a little uncomfortable with this body."

Coughing again, he spoke.

"Until now, I have a sense of floating in nothingness. I am still stepping on the ground, but I feel as if I have not touched anything."

This is not nonsense, but Gevarus's most real feeling.

The only certainty is that there is no direct connection between the two, but fortunately only he knows about this kind of thing.

Anyway, it's normal for him to have a bad complexion after just returning from the Netherworld.

But just as he was thinking this way, he saw a slight change in the expression of the envoy.

Originally, he was still half-smiling, with a completely joking attitude.

But after hearing about 'death', his attitude changed very obviously.

The old king could feel that the son of the god king was not in a good mood.

But which link went wrong?

Is it possible that Helmode really has the ability to read people's hearts, and he has realized that he and Daly's kid are cursing him in the bottom of their hearts?

Just when Gevarus subconsciously began to think wildly, the cloudy oracle also let out a long sigh of relief.

"...understandable."

There was a momentary pause, but the response also signified approval.

Gevarus didn't even have time to think about the specific reasons for it, and there was intense joy welling up deep in his heart.

In any case, the matter was finally revealed.

As for Hermod's own mood?

That kind of thing has nothing to do with him.

Thinking of this, Gevarus spoke again:

"Mr. Helmold."

"what?"

"I know that I should not make any more requests to the great gods, but an attack by Wittig completely destroyed the berserkers I carefully prepared to attack the city."

Having said that, he bowed his head deeply.

"I know this is caused by my incompetence, but Wittig's actions are ultimately challenging the authority of you and your family members, so..."

"So, you want some 'help'?"

In this regard, Gevarus's scene was interrupted, and Hermod asked.

He just laughed.

Although the mocking smile made Gevarus feel a little uncomfortable, but things are finally moving in a good direction.

"Yes, because Wittig still exists, I don't think he will give up his advantage."

Although Gevarus didn't fully explain this aspect, anyone with a little brain can understand what the 'advantage' he said is.

To be precise, this should be an advantage that every normal 'hero' possesses.

The strong form an army alone, and even those weak can use their own force to dominate the development of the battlefield situation.

As for Wittig, he not only has a powerful sword, but also has the last descendants of the eight-legged horse as his partner. The pure white horse provides him with powerful mobility.

This means that he can launch a surprise attack at any time.

"As long as he maintains a guerrilla posture at all times, our army will never be able to take a single step."

It has nothing to do with whether you are completely dead or resurrected. This is an objective fact on the surface.

"We already know this, and I'm here to solve this."

Having said that, Hermod snapped his fingers.

Then, a metal war hammer burst out of the air, dancing around agilely, and there were even electric arcs visible to the naked eye jumping above it.

"This is……"

After seeing the two-handed hammer dancing out of thin air, Gevarus widened his eyes.

"It's yours now."

Immediately afterwards, his heart was immediately filled with intense joy.

Chapter 53: The Hammer Blessed by Thor

For a while, Gevarus couldn't suppress his emotions at all.

Even though he knew that he had to keep calm at such a time, the corners of his mouth still couldn't stop rising.

At this moment, I'm afraid even he himself doesn't know how weird his expression is.

But Hermod, who was face to face with him, hesitated to speak.

However, he is not incomprehensible.

After all, he who often travels in Midgard and delivers messages from the gods is well aware of the influence possessed by those brothers who are truly trusted by the Father God.

thunderbolt.

Warhammer.

When the two are combined, of course it only points to the existence in the world whose status is almost equal to that of God the Father.

Thunder God of War Thor!

In the world, his brother not only represented the war, but also the god of the slaves, and the witness of the meeting, the contract and the oath.

The so-called punishment from Lei Ting for breaking a promise is because of his existence—at least he is doing this job now.

Like the great God King and Queen of Heaven, he also has his own "Day of Sacrifice", and in the chaotic era of frequent wars, all the lords and kings were keen to set the date of the contract and meeting on him. In the day of the sacrifice of the brothers.

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