You and me under the world tree

Between talking and laughing, their smiles are gradually becoming ferocious.

"If you're not sure, you can do it!"

…………

The battle just happened in the streets and alleys of Rose City.

The total number of Rose City defenders is about [-] scattered all over the city.

With a guerrilla attitude, they kept resting and fighting, using Rose City's unique terrain as a fortress to block Norway's offensive.

And when the ordinary fighters were hindered, Gevarus had to release his berserkers and use pure violence to break Sead's tactics.

With the continuous investment of the berserkers, Sead can obviously feel the pressure is increasing.

Defeat is obviously doomed, but they have to persevere!

"A little bit more..."

Said said in a low voice.

"A little bit!"

He growled.

These words are not only said to the soldiers, but also to himself.

"Warriors! Hang in there! We..."

Suddenly, there was a crackling sound that interrupted Sead's shouting.

'boom'

Accompanied by a tooth-piercing sound of breaking and colliding, a figure was directly thrown into the midair.

That is……

"Wittig!!!"

Chapter 88: The Badly Wounded Half-Elf

After seeing clearly the figure that was knocked into the air, Sead's originally struggling but resolute expression changed drastically.

Although Sead actually understands that because of physical and mental problems, the longer the time is delayed, the more likely this kind of thing will happen.

But when Wittig really suffered a severe blow in front of him, he still felt a tremor in his heart.

At that moment, everything around seemed to be silent, and Sead even felt that all the sounds were far away from him.

He just stared blankly, watching the soldier in midair helplessly fall to the ground.

'thump'

Wittig's body fell to the ground so heavily.

Because of that impact, the roses that were originally blooming were also torn to pieces.

The beautiful and delicate flowers used their own lives to bloom a beautiful but cruel flower rain.

'crash'

The red petals all over the sky did not bring any beauty and relaxation at this moment, but only heaviness.

In Sead's eyes, this unsuitable rain of flowers was like a rain of blood, and Wittig just fell into a 'pool of blood'.

"Wittig!"

The prince could no longer stay where he was, he rushed out and rushed to the side of the silver-white warrior.

"Wittig, how are you?"

He gently supported his shoulder, but he didn't dare to make unnecessary movements.

At this moment, Wittig is like a crystal product full of cracks, as if it will shatter if he touches it lightly.

"Puff..."

Then, what he feared happened.

Without waiting for Sead to make any extra movements, Wittig began to vomit blood.

And more importantly, after touching Wittig's body, Sead heard that 'crisp' sound that was unbelievable.

It was the sound of bones.

With just such a touch, he could easily feel Wittig's physical problems.

"Your body..."

"Cough cough cough...it's broken."

Wittig whispered after coughing out all the blood that was clogged in his throat.

"Broken? Is the arm broken?"

Gently touching Wittig, who was like a fragile object at the moment, Seiyad whispered.

"No, the whole body is broken cough cough cough..."

Accompanied by that heavy breathing, Wittig's words revealed a desperate fact.

"I think my waist and legs should be broken too."

"how so……"

"No way, I took that guy's attack on purpose."

"..."

After hearing Wittig's weak answer, Seiyad's mood was extremely complicated.

What to say?

Some anger, and this anger is directed at Wittig.

Sead wanted to grab his shirt collar and ask why he did such a stupid thing.

If you don't hard-receive the attack, it won't be like this at all!

However, he also understood that Wittig had actually done a better job.

No matter what position it is based on, Sead has no way to blame those fighters who have fought with him so far and have never left.

That's all for the warriors of Bear City who are eager for revenge, but Wittig himself has no reason to stay here.

He is only here for the belief in his heart.

Thinking of this, Sead couldn't help but feel powerless deep in his heart.

"You're down, and that means we're done."

"It's not time to give up, Sead...I took that blow on purpose."

"Ok?"

Listening to Wittig's fragile whispers, Sead felt for a moment that he had heard something wrong.

But before he could think too much, there was a sound of heavy footsteps in the distance.

'click'

'click'

The metal boots collided with the ground, and each sound was like a death knell sounded by the god of death.

And accompanied by this crisp metal sound, there is also the sound of friction.

Of course, this is not someone deliberately rubbing the ground with combat boots, but a weapon.

Someone is dragging weapons!

Maybe it's a heavy giant sword, or maybe it's... a huge warhammer!

When Sead looked up, what he saw was the Norwegian Prince Daly.

Sead knew him.

To be precise, because of the connections between the several kingdoms in the northern peninsula and their long history, the royal families must know each other.

As Gitland's successor, Sead has of course seen Daly as a peer in various large-scale festivals and gatherings.

In Sead's impression, there is nothing special about Daly.

After subconsciously recalling what he had seen before, Seiyad found that he seemed to have no way to describe Daley with any accurate words.

If you insist, he should be an ordinary prince.

Other than that, there is nothing that can be characterized as a personal label.

But now, all the impressions that can be branded as 'ordinary' are completely torn apart.

Although the faces are completely similar, Sead can be sure that the person in front of him is not Daly at all.

Wittig was right, his body was now being controlled by another consciousness.

And he just stood there, dragging his warhammer slowly forward.

His movements were unhurried, but every step was like a heavy blow to Sead's heart, making him feel tight in his chest, as if even breathing was a luxury.

However, he couldn't stop his actions, just like Wittig said, he couldn't give up.

"Sword... Sead, take my sword."

Wittig's feeble voice echoed.

"Well, I know... I'll take you away."

he said in a low voice.

After receiving the bloody Excalibur from Wittig's hand, he directly picked up the half-elf with his other hand.

"Well……"

The action, which was not considered drastic, caused intense pain, but Wittig endured it.

Then, he handed over his cousin to the guards around him.

"Take him back, take him into the palace."

Said ordered so.

Then, he looked squarely at the Norwegian prince who was slowly approaching.

Today's 'Daly' looks menacing, but did not launch any pursuit of Wittig who has been seriously injured.

On the contrary, he looked at Sead with great interest.

"Are you Sead?"

He just asked.

"So what..."

Clutching the Mimonger Excalibur in his hand, Seiyad said coldly.

"It's nothing, I just think it's a pity that you died here."

Daly just touched his chin like this.

"Leaving aside that Wittig guy, you have been able to fight so far, and to a certain extent, you can prove your courage and worth... Well, I will give you a chance."

'Daly' just slowly raised the hammer in his hand.

'boom'

He hit the ground.

"Surrender to me, and this battle can end here."

Chapter 89: Malice

Insane!

Just when 'Daly' said what he thought was a 'simple request' as a matter of course, Sead only had this idea in his heart.