You and me under the world tree

Sead just laughed.

"Maybe you've heard that Studus and I have a younger sister who especially liked those legends of heroes when she was a child."

Watching his smile, Wittig somehow felt a little glaring.

The corners of the eyes were sour, as if something was trembling.

"Leaving aside your sister, I don't think my relationship with Studus will be good no matter what."

Sead didn't respond to this, he just smiled there.

In the end, Wittig himself sighed.

He walked slowly to his cousin and patted him on the shoulder.

"But anyway, it's an honor to fight with you, Sead."

Finally, the relaxed smile on His Royal Highness's face completely disappeared, leaving only a trace of seriousness.

To be honest, he didn't think Wittig and Studus had a bad relationship.

Because that kind of real disgust is by no means manifested like this.

But now, he has no intention of correcting it.

Compared with these, what is more important is the present moment, the battle that is already in front of us!

"Ah, me too, and it's an honor to fight alongside you, Wittig."

'crash'

When the prince came out of the palace, there was a strong wind, and his shawl was blown up with the wind.

Sead then walked slowly down the steps and onto the square.

With his arrival, the soldiers lined up here consciously gave way.

Then, he walked right in front of the soldiers.

"Warriors, come with me!"

"Oh!!!"

The thunderous battle roar came, and the only remaining fighters in Gitland gathered into an ocean current and converged towards the city wall.

"Remember, act according to the battle plan. Our goal is not to defend the city, but to hit the invaders head-on!"

…………

'boom'

'boom'

Accompanied by that dull crashing sound, the Norwegian army still used trebuchets to attack Rose City, which was protected by magic.

However, Gevarus, as the king, did not feel any comfort.

"No. 20 rounds, prepare, launch!"

This is already the No. 20th round, and under the gaze of Gevarus, those boulders smashed on the protective shield visible to the naked eye, but the protective shield remained motionless.

"Mr. Helmold, it is not an option to continue this stalemate."

Finally, he looked at the envoy again.

Then, the god who 'supervised the battle' just pursed his lips.

It shouldn't be like this, that man can't last that long!

Although he thought so in his heart, he still put on a cold look.

"Don't worry, after successive bombings, that guy no longer has the strength to fight, he..."

Suddenly, the space in the distance distorted, and Hermod's voice stopped abruptly.

He felt that a huge, unnatural magical force was gathering.

"No, it's impossible!"

'boom'

Accompanied by the blazing high temperature, a slash of flames hit directly head-on!

"Tsk!"

The runes flickered, and the barrier of magic rose.

It then collided with the flames and finally shattered together.

"Tsk, Wittig!!"

Chapter 70: Player Replacement

When the flame and magic collided fiercely, the overflowing power completely tore apart the camouflage derived from magic.

And when the flames dissipated, the hidden Norwegian army was exposed.

Not to mention conventional things such as catapults and battering rams.

At this moment, the most eye-catching thing is actually those cage cars.

And in that huge metal cage, those extremely dull berserker warriors were locked.

They are muscular, and they look like small meat mountains from a distance, which makes people shudder.

No one doubts their power, and at the same time, those who know the truth can only feel sad for these berserkers.

And above the city wall of Rose City, Wittig was holding the omnipotent sharp sword Mimong, and flames were surging on the edge of the sword.

As Helmold had concluded, the previous attack on the Norwegian positions had originated from him.

He held the hilt of the sword in one hand, and stroked the hot edge of the sword with the other.

At the same time, his eyes were fixed on the troops below. .

Then, suddenly, he burst out laughing.

"I thought I had gone too far."

After all, no matter what he said, he violated the rules of war set by the gods.

Not only did he forcibly protect Rose City with magic, but he also left no gaps or weaknesses.

If you want to break Rose City, you must have the power to break the city—just like Siegfried holding the Holy Sword of God's Wrath.

Looking back, it doesn't seem right.

"The two sides are basically in the same boat."

Even, from a certain point of view, Norway has actually gone too far.

After all, everything Wittig did was for self-protection, and he never did anything out of the ordinary, just sticking to Rose City.

But the Norwegian side not only resorted to 'resurrection from the dead', but also used hidden magic all the way to the front of Rose City, and launched an attack with trebuchets first.

This is obviously because he doesn't want to give him a chance, and even now temporarily props up the protective shield to resist his previous attack.

Thinking of this, Wittig couldn't help but take a deep breath.

While he felt irony in his heart, he couldn't help showing a sense of dignity.

Because long ago, Norway did not have this level of protection.

"There are no wizards of this level in the Norwegian court."

Wittig was able to determine this.

Not even the priests of the gods could stop him when he broke into the Norse camp and began to kill.

But in the current situation, it is obvious that there are other foreign aids.

Then, he couldn't help but patted Sead on the shoulder.

"Did you see it?"

"I saw it."

Sead sighed too.

Since before, this battle cannot be measured by common sense.

When he stepped onto the city wall with his soldiers, what he saw was an endless wilderness.

He obviously couldn't see anything in front of him, but there were huge siege boulders constantly flying towards him.

This is obviously what the magic is covering up, and when Wittig attacks with the power of the divine sword, the magic barrier that appears has to be taken seriously.

"The wizard who appeared in the Norwegian camp is not an ordinary person, is he?"

Sead just narrowed his eyes.

He still knew too little about things like magic, and even if Wittig gave him urgent tuition for nearly half a month, it still couldn't help him become a qualified wizard.

Fortunately, Wittig is still by his side, and he can answer many questions.

It's just that the answer might not be popular.

"Anyway, it's either a Valkyrie or a god."

Wittig didn't hide anything, he just stated his guess so straightforwardly.

And Sead didn't know what kind of response he should make for a while.

Valkyries?

God?

Maybe the former is okay, after all, no matter how you say it, it is an existence that is active in the human world, and Sead doesn't think he will lose if he makes a few gestures.

But gods.

Those aloof beings.

"That's it."

Just when Sead felt his head swell, he let out a breath of foul air slowly.

"It's useless to worry, anyway, we will follow the original plan."

Then, he covered his heart with his hand, and fumbled out the bottle of dragon's blood potion concocted by Wittig from his bag.

"If anything happens to me, the command of this legion will be handed over to you."

"Tsk..."

Facing the military power that seemed close at hand, Wittig showed an attitude of impatience.

He didn't look back, but slowly raised the divine sword in his hand, and handed it out casually.

"Instead of talking about such a mess, it's better to help me."

"Ok?"

Seeing that the divine sword that was once called a legend in the Kingdom of Gitland was in front of him, Seiyad raised his eyebrows just like that.

"how?"

"Take it and use it."

"……thanks."

After hesitating for a moment, Sead took over the legendary Almighty Excalibur, while the sword master sat on the ground.

"You're welcome, I just want to rest for a while."

These words are not purely polite, but are actually Wittig's own intention.

For him who has suffered heavy injuries, physical fitness and mentality have become an unavoidable shortcoming, and there is no need for him to waste his physical strength here.

"Excalibur is very useful, just use the magic inscribed on it continuously, and then blast it out."

Clearly, this is Gitland's current strategy:

Using the advantages of the divine sword Mimonger to continuously attack on the city wall, although the range is not infinite, it can cause a lot of trouble to Norway if used properly.

"call……"