You and me under the world tree

After hearing what Helmold said, 'Daly' smiled wryly.

"I don't know much about this kind of tactics, so I'll leave it to you. I just need to use my strength."

"……also."

Watching the inexplicably simple and honest expression on the face of 'Daily', Hermod finally nodded.

What to say?

Although because of mental problems, Hermod would not have the same pressure when facing him as he did facing the great Father God and some other brothers.

However, facing this person who is a nephew in terms of blood, he still feels tired.

So, he waved his hand:

"In short, you can go to rest now. At this time, your family should also have dinner."

This is clearly an expression of a willingness to let him go.

However, he seemed to have no intention of leaving directly.

"I have something I don't understand."

Just sitting up like this, 'Daly' asked.

"what?"

"About Wittig."

'Daly' asked bluntly.

"When Wittig swung the blade, I didn't feel any magical breath, and I didn't even notice any other power, but the lightning storm I gathered was cut off just like that, what the hell is that? ?”

After hearing his question, Hermod was silent for a moment.

He was hesitating whether to speak out or not.

And in the end, he didn't hide anything.

"That's the power of the 'Excalibur' in Wittig's hands."

"What kind of power?"

He was obviously curious, but Hermod didn't know how to describe it for a while.

"If you have to say it, maybe it can be classified as 'divine power'."

Hermod thought for a while before explaining this.

"Should be something like that."

"A sword...has divine power?"

This is obviously beyond the cognition of 'Daly'.

"what is the problem?"

"Nothing, it's just that the blacksmith named Wieland has touched some areas that ordinary people can't touch with his pinnacle skills, and under his careful polishing, the sword has been recognized by the world, and it has become the sword that cuts everything. ' of the sword."

"Is that so..."

"understood?"

"No."

"..."

Chapter 80: The 'fields' touched by the peak

Maybe it was because 'Daly' answered too simply and neatly, Hermod couldn't help but feel his head aching for a while.

Explaining this kind of thing to him is obviously a laborious task, let alone some things that he has not fully verified himself.

To be honest, he himself is not particularly clear about Mimonger, because he is not in charge of this aspect, and he doesn't particularly care about it.

All he knew was that his father had indeed ordered a Valkyrie to approach the elven blacksmith who had become a mentor to the dwarves of Gurnita Heide, in order to steal some secrets.

Although this is also to deal with the aftermath of Hreidmar, the problem is that the status of the Valkyrie itself was somewhat delicate at that time.

At that time, they were already able to issue orders to the female army that once belonged to the Queen of Heaven, but the problem was that the Valkyrie leader at that time was not Slude.

That is Shikoti, one of the Three Destiny Sisters.

In terms of status, even his father must treat the Noren sisters with a kind of respect.

They are neither Asa nor Warner, but their status is detached.

And in order to show respect for Shikoti, the goddess of fate who led the Valkyrie at that time, even as a confidant of the Father God, he could not intervene in other people's work at will.

As for what happened later, it had nothing to do with him.

Helmode thought about it and realized that, with regard to the incident decades ago, all he had really done was be ordered to deliver a vial of soul-damaging poison.

At that time, he didn't ask any more questions, but followed his own habits to unswervingly carry out the orders of the elders.

Thinking back now, why did Father God and the others have to go to such lengths to poison the elf?

Obviously, because the elf blacksmith had already seen the realm of the first family of Ivan and used it.

But unlike Iverdi's sense of peace of mind that he fully served the gods, Wieland's experience in studying in Ganita Heide and his incompatible blood were enough to sentence him to death in this regard .

After thinking of this, Helmold didn't even intend to continue explaining, after all, he himself had some doubts on the detailed level that needed to be answered.

However, this topic cannot be left alone.

"Anyway, that's all you need to understand."

After hesitating for a moment, Hermod spoke slowly.

And when the envoy spoke again, 'Daily' also made an appearance of listening carefully.

"Ok?"

"Like your father's magic hammer."

"Mjolnir?"

He finally heard his familiar name, his eyes lit up.

"Yes."

Seeing that the other party seems to have begun to understand everything, Hermod also heaved a sigh of relief.

Anyway, as long as you can understand it.

"Leaving aside the raw materials of Mjolnir, as a magic hammer, doesn't it also have the effect of breaking the boundary between life and death and bringing people back to life in time? I remember that it is not magic."

It may sound confusing, but it is.

From the very beginning, Mjolnir was not made for a pure weapon. As Odin's most trusted heir, Thor, the god of thunder, must occupy a high position, and at the same time command the army.

In this case, his weapon will inevitably exist as a token of inheritance and authority.

So Mjolnir must approach the word "omnipotent" infinitely like Gungnir, and as far as Helmod himself knows, one of the abilities Mjolnir possesses is "resurrection".

It is said that as long as Thor holds the magic hammer tightly, even if he dies due to carelessness or other reasons, he can be resurrected directly.

At the same time, the magic hammer can also call back the souls that enter the netherworld before they lose their "names", breaking the so-called boundary between life and death in the eyes of mortals.

Although Hermod has never seen Thor use his magic hammer to resurrect anyone, but he has often seen Thor raise his war hammer to resurrect his two goats.

The meat is quite delicious...

Well, it's not about this aspect at all now.

Before his thoughts went astray, Helmode quickly calmed down.

"In short, it's something similar. A blacksmith who has reached the pinnacle is able to forge such a weapon with special power."

Well, it should be almost enough to explain here.

Hermod thinks so.

But just when he was thinking that, a question that was completely opposite to his thoughts came from his ears:

"Then why can a blacksmith do such a thing?"

You will ask Thor and your father this question, is he okay?

That's what Hermod wanted to say.

But some helpless complaints became another story when they reached their lips.

"About this aspect... I am not particularly clear, but what is certain is that this should not be a certain trait, it seems to be related to the spirit and will."

"Spirit and will?"

"I'm not particularly clear about the specific situation."

Just when 'Daly' showed doubts, Helmode just shook his head.

He doesn't know much about this aspect, so he can't explain it at all.

As for the nephew in front of him, with his simple mind, Helmode felt that even if another person came over, he couldn't explain it clearly.

"But this kind of thing is not particularly important. It has nothing to do with you or me."

Speaking of this, the envoy couldn't help but narrowed his eyes.

"The important thing is that you be careful with that sword, and when you face Wittig head-on, don't fall into his rhythm."

"No, he has no chance to approach me."

For this, 'Daly' obviously has sufficient self-confidence.

And at this moment, there was a knock on the door.

Accompanied by such a sound, the envoy who originally wanted to give some advice shut up.

"You go back first."

"Well, I see."

Having said that, 'Daily' looked up at the bright moonlight outside the window.

However, he is not looking at the moon, but at the sky, at the God Realm above the sky, which is his home.

"I felt my mother calling me."

Speaking of this, Daly couldn't help showing a simple smile.

"If I don't go again, I will probably be nagged."

Then, with the dissipation of a certain momentum and magic aura, the smile on Daly's face just disappeared.

At the same time, his body also began to sway left and right, and he was about to collapse completely in the next moment.

But soon, he opened his eyes again.

"Um... um."

"come in."

Taking advantage of Daly's unconsciousness, Helmode spoke.

Then, the old king Gevarus walked slowly into the room where his child was resting.

"Mr. Helmold, my boy..."

At the beginning, Gevarroth could still maintain a respectful attitude.

But when he saw that his child seemed to have awakened, he turned his attention away.

"Daly? How are you, Daly?"

"Father..."

"As I said, he was just exhausted from driving the magic hammer, so he just needs to rest for a while."

Chapter 81: Get ready for the attack

The night passed quickly.

Whether it is for Norway or for the fighters of Gitland, this is just a short rest.