You and me under the world tree

He did everything he should and should not do.

If handled well, he is the hero of Norway's external expansion, and once defeated, he is the king who plays with life recklessly and is proficient in black magic.

And in this way...

For a moment, there was only a strange silence lingering in the study.

At this moment, almost all of his thoughts are related to those things and people around him.

Among them, the largest proportion is still his pair of children.

Daly's child was raised by him as his heir, and he couldn't get out of this circle no matter what. Gevarus could only try his best to tie him with the gods and become a so-called hero in their eyes.

He doesn't even need to be a hero, as long as he can enter the realm of the gods, he will be guaranteed.

But what about his daughter?

Hermod seems to have hinted that the gods are interested in her daughter.

And if it was before, it would even excite Gevarus.

But now, his thoughts on this aspect have faded.

Maybe he realized that the gods are not invincible, but now he has an extremely weird idea.

"Griple, Iceland..."

Speaking of it, that man seems to have used magic in wars in a fair and aboveboard manner.

But the gods are indifferent to what Iceland is doing. Why is this?

Thinking of this, Gevarus closed his eyes.

"Do not let me down……"

Whispering, the old king took out a pen and paper from the drawer of his desk, stained it with ink, and began to write a letter.

There were two letters in total, and staring at those two letters, he sealed them completely and kept them close to him.

Then, the old king walked out of his study.

He walked all the way through the corridor, came to the main hall with the throne, and then walked outside the palace.

There, the guards were stationed, and standing at the gate of the palace, he could easily see the rough beauty of the harbor.

The sea view of Bergen is very beautiful, even after so long, he never got tired of looking at it.

However, I don't know how long this kind of scenery can last.

Thinking of this, he pursed his lips.

"Mr. Helmold, are you there?"

"What's wrong? Do you want to go back to the battlefield?"

The ghostly figure just appeared behind the king.

No one knows exactly when he appeared.

Maybe he has been by the old king's side from the very beginning, or maybe he just heard his 'God Name', and then came here at the fastest speed in the Nine Realms.

But it doesn't matter anyway, Gevarus has something to do with him anyway.

"Wait a day."

After hesitating for a moment, Gevarus spoke.

"I need to use tomorrow to stabilize my kingdom and avoid greater disasters."

"Then what are you calling me for now?"

"I want to ask you to do one more thing."

Having said that, he took out the letter in his arms.

"I hope you will deliver this letter to my daughter."

"Your daughter?"

Hearing this, Hermod's heart skipped a beat.

"If I remember correctly, your daughter should be in Iceland."

"Yes, because of some previous incidents, she had a little conflict with her, and she hasn't been home for a long time."

"So you want to send the letter to Iceland?"

"Yes, if possible, I have a letter of alliance sent to Iceland, can you please send it to the King of Iceland, Gripal..."

"This is an internal matter of your own kingdom."

Before Gevarus could finish speaking, Hermod interrupted him.

The God of Speed ​​turned around.

"Although I am ordered to be here, I will only give the minimum help. Don't bother me with this kind of thing."

Then, the envoy retreated.

He didn't notice that the old king's expression was extremely calm, without the slightest anxiety and fear of being rejected.

"Knew it……"

Before the Norwegian royal palace, a peaceful sigh echoed.

Chapter 60: Attack from Behind

Although there is no evidence, Gevarus has always had a guess:

The gods have been resisting getting close to Iceland.

These were actually certain facts that he suddenly realized, and the source of everything was naturally the King of Iceland who had always been extremely low-key.

He and Griple knew each other for a long time.

In his view, Gripal, who had traveled abroad, had always been covered with a veil of mystery, but because of his low profile, no one noticed his 'abnormal' behavior.

And the first is his actions in the former Northern War.

He can control those ferocious sea beasts.

This is not a secret, because at that time, it was he who returned by controlling those ferocious sea beasts, which blocked the army of Angentyr and failed to let them break through the important iceberg fortress on Greenland. The royal city of Reykjavik.

Those ferocious sea beasts that inhabited the sea really appeared on the battlefield, and it is said that the 'wise old man' even created huge waves by himself when he was young.

There are even rumors that the arrival of the hero of the Netherlands only hastened the end of the war.

And even without him, Prince Gripoel of Iceland was able to repel the invasion from Norway.

But in any case, as far as the rumors are concerned, Gripal definitely participated in that war and saved his hometown as a mysterious wizard.

But according to those 'rules' in Midgard, wizards should not use magic to interfere with the direction of the war on a large scale.

But the gods did not express any attitude towards Iceland's actions, as if they had completely ignored this point.

So, what is the cause of such a situation and development?

Perhaps the fact is as Gevarus himself guessed and expected, the gods have a strong fear of Iceland, so they are unwilling to set foot in the northern island kingdom.

But it may be another reason.

Like...not necessary?

As the folks hold, the great gods acquiesced in the pity of Iceland for him to use the magic of controlling sea beasts in war.

In fact, objectively speaking, both are possible.

Because until now, Gevarus has not been able to find evidence to confirm those two claims.

There is no such thing as either.

But at this point, it doesn't matter anymore.

Because the most basic purpose has been achieved.

"call……"

After taking a deep breath, he turned his head and looked around.

"Come on!"

Soon, attendants appeared.

"Your Majesty, what's the matter?"

"It's up to you, you are now heading to Iceland to deliver two letters."

Gvarus said in a low voice.

"You give one to Griple, and the other to my daughter."

Gevarus has only one daughter, the beautiful princess Nanna.

However, in recent years, due to various reasons within the royal family, they have not heard this name for a long time as attendants.

"I understand."

After receiving the two letters, the attendant left.

Then Gevarus straightened his back.

"Unfortunately, Mr. Helmold is unwilling to deliver the letter for me, and I don't know if the alliance with Iceland can be achieved this time."

So the old king was talking to himself.

At first glance, these words seem to be talking to himself, but they also seem to be telling someone.

Under the dark night, the royal palace of the harbor city of Bergen was like a giant beast that chose to eat people, and it quickly devoured Gevarus.

The figure of the old king disappeared completely.

…………

Time passed slowly like this.

For Norway's King Gevarus and Prince Daly, they don't have much time to rest.

After adjusting their mental state with a night's sleep, they devoted themselves to the work they had to do.

The first is the stability of the kingdom.

Early in the morning, Gevarus, the king, chose to gather the residents of the entire city.

Among them were his court officials, those guards, and ordinary people.

In this way, the aged king stood in front of the palace and on top of the stairs, using his unique height to overlook the residents below.

He could see the anxious expressions of those people.

There is a reason why they behave this way.

Because they don't know anything.

In their eyes, His Majesty the King had obviously set off dozens of days ago, and there were reports of great victories from time to time.

But in the blink of an eye, he came back again, just so silently.

No triumphal parade, much less bringing back the nearly 10 men they had seen before.

what does this mean?

Anyway, it won't be a good thing.

In just one afternoon and one night, certain rumors spread in the royal city.

Some people say that His Majesty's conquest failed, and Norway suffered an unprecedented defeat, causing Gevarus to run back in despair.

Some people also said that in fact, His Majesty the King and His Highness the Prince had already died on the front line, and only their souls appeared here.

The former sounds a little more plausible. As for the latter, Gevarus felt that he had nothing to say.

Maybe we should admire the imagination of the people?

Or should I take the time to arrest the spies belonging to other lords in the royal city?

Anyway, it doesn't matter anymore, because after today, everything will be resolved.