You and me under the world tree

In this way, these women who had been there for him from the beginning surrounded him.

Perhaps this scene should make people feel envious, but at the moment Sead is calm.

There were no nasty thoughts in his head, just a lingering regret.

"I……"

"Ok?"

"I actually feel sorry."

Putting his arms around the maids as much as possible, Sead said in a low voice.

"Your best years have been entrusted to me, but now that I'm at the end of the mountain, I don't have enough ability to continue them all."

"It's okay, Your Highness, it's okay."

These personal maids enjoy the last tenderness with their prince.

Then, it was broken.

'boom'

There was a sudden vibration under the ground, and at the same time, there was a knock on the door.

"As much as I'd like to give you a little more time, Sead, it looks like our enemies can't wait."

"Well, I see."

Sead responded.

Then, he looked at the girls beside him.

"Go and greet, and fulfill our responsibilities and obligations."

Chapter 67: Magic Protection

"Eighth round, prepare, launch!"

'whoosh'

Under the order of Prince Daly, the catapults of the Norwegian army launched their own attack.

The huge stone was thrown towards the magnificent Rose City.

And just as His Royal Highness ordered, this is actually the eighth round of collective projection.

According to the conventional war thinking in the atrium world, when one side defends the city, does not open the gate, and does not go out to meet the enemy, basically after four or five rounds of throwing stones, the soldiers can be ready to charge.

Because after four rounds of throwing, no matter how poor the accuracy of the trebuchet is, as long as it is a normal product that can be pulled onto the battlefield, no matter how the huge stone used to attack the city can hit the city wall and the defenders on the city wall Cause some damage.

Compared with the damage to the city wall, the latter is more important.

When the trebuchet hits the top of the city wall, the defenders above will inevitably suffer losses.

Under the most ideal situation, the attacker must take this opportunity to rush to the city wall, and as long as they have the upper hand in this respect, breaking through the city gate is a very simple matter.

And in order to achieve this goal, they even used 'magic'.

But of course, they didn't ask the god to bomb the walls with magic, but they begged him to use mystical powers to hide the Norwegian army.

In this way, the trebuchet was quietly placed in front of Rose City, and then began to bombard the city wall.

Daly and Gevarus, the father and son, think that they have actually reached the limit in conventional warfare, and as long as they take the lead, blasting the gates of Rose City must be a certainty.

But the problem is that even if they seized the opportunity, they are now in a predicament.

The flying boulder did not cause any damage to Rose City.

Under Daly's gaze, the flying boulder seemed to hit some invisible wall.

It was obviously about to fall on the city wall, but there was a violent impact sound.

'boom'

Accompanied by this sound, a large number of boulders just fell to the ground.

This is the result of eight consecutive rounds of shooting.

It sounds majestic, but upon closer inspection, it failed to cause any effective damage.

On the contrary, the boulders that fell in front of the city wall were almost piled up.

The projected boulders just smashed together scatteredly, and if they continue to smash like this, not to mention whether their siege reserve will be exhausted, these stacked boulders will definitely become their hindrance.

"It can't go on like this."

Although Daly didn't say a word on this, Gevarus clearly sensed that something was wrong.

So soon, he set his sights on the man standing beside them.

Angel...

"Mr. Helmold..."

Gevarus opened his mouth at this point, but before he could ask more questions, Hermod sneered.

"Don't worry, this level of protection won't last long."

Speaking of this, the corners of his mouth were slightly grinning, and his expression was inexplicably mocking.

"In Gitland today, except for that guy, there is no wizard who can do this kind of thing."

Yes, he was talking about Wittig.

In his opinion, apart from the elf warrior, there is no one around Sead who can do this kind of thing.

"A shield like this is obviously a shell that directly covers the entire city, and directly attacking it is equivalent to fighting with the caster's own spirit and will."

Maybe it's because he's in a good mood, Helmold rarely explained more.

"Although I don't know how long most wizards in the world can last, but Wittig can't last long. After all, the battle a few years ago caused him indelible damage."

The emissary's meaningful voice also gave Gevarus confidence.

"Then, why don't you just continue to use the trebuchet?"

"Your Majesty is the leader of the war. There is no need to ask my opinion on matters of this level."

Watching the cautious look of the old king, Hermod smiled and patted him on the shoulder.

However, it is obviously impossible for Gevarus to take these words seriously.

Although he nodded in response, his words had long been thrown out of the blue by himself.

Are you kidding me?

Helmold has also been here for a while.

What kind of person is he, can Gevarus not know?

The guy now says it's okay to leave him alone, but that wasn't the case before.

Once something doesn't go his way, he will express his dissatisfaction through various channels, even implicitly hinting at some strategic changes.

Even the night before the start of the war, he proposed to use his child Daly to charge up with Thor's Blessed Lightning Hammer to smash the city gate open.

As for why this is the case now, Gevarus is not clear, and he can only think that Hermod likes this kind of scene of throwing stones.

"It must be quite painful for you now, Wittig."

With his back to the old king, Hermod stared into the distance.

"I want to see how long you can last."

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'boom'

'boom'

Accompanied by a series of sounds, the whole palace seemed to be shaking.

And it was in such an environment that Prince Sead and his last female shield guard walked out slowly.

Even though the vibration of the palace was extremely strong, it sounded as if the Norwegian army had already entered the royal city.

But Sead is not worried about Norway's offensive at all.

Because the current tremor is actually a proof that the protective magic arranged in this city is in effect.

And all of this is due to Wittig.

But thinking of this, Sead frowned.

"How are you doing?"

He looked to Wittig on the side.

But at this time, the Excalibur Warrior was only carrying his weapon on his back, and he half closed his eyes.

"How about what?"

He responded casually.

"Rose City is under attack now, and your protective shield should consume you a lot."

Perhaps thinking that Wittig would be stubborn in this regard, Sead continued without giving him a chance to speak.

"Although I still don't know much about magic, it's not like I haven't killed those evil wizards. When their protective magic was violently cracked, the expressions on their faces were uncomfortable and their spirits were not concentrated."

"That's because they're stupid."

Faced with Sead's concern, Wittig's response seemed a bit embarrassing.

And his comment made Sead squint his eyes.

"Ah, I still think those wizards are quite difficult to deal with."

"It can only be said that they haven't figured out the definition of 'magic', and blindly pursue things that are too 'pure'."

Wittig said calmly.

"However, the so-called magic and runes are just means to achieve a certain purpose, and they are never the final result."

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good night everyone orz

Chapter 68: Very similar

"Process, means, result..."

Listening to Wittig's meaningful words, Sead just frowned.

He felt as if he understood it, but he didn't seem to understand it.

"In short, you didn't just put a magical shield on the Rose City coat, did you?"

"of course not."

Wittig said calmly.

"Anyway, the ultimate goal is to defend the entire city, so there are actually many means to achieve this goal. Why stick to pure 'defense'."

This is Wittig's own perception of 'magic'.

Perhaps because of having a blacksmith father who is proficient in magic and is accustomed to using it in various crafts, Wittig did not pay too much attention to those runes with mysterious power.

And since he didn't have too much awe and exploration, he naturally wouldn't spend too much thought on the runes.

This leads to a weird result:

He's not really a wizard.

Although he is good at using magic, he is by no means a master of it, which means that he only uses the spells that exist today that his father can use.

Strictly speaking, Wittig is just a warrior who often uses magic.