You and me under the world tree

"In this northern sea, the most taboo thing is to cause turmoil, let alone ignite a giant warship in such a dark environment!"

Didn't you say you haven't been here before?

When Siegfried uttered these words in a stern voice, Hilda couldn't help but catch the question.

However, this kind of thought was just a flash, because in the end, her head was still occupied by unwillingness.

"I took out the enemy when you should be resting!"

"What do you think will happen if you light a fire in a dark cave full of monsters?"

In a pitch-black place, the only light source and temperature created is of course a kind of guidance.

"That's it."

Before Hilda could think about anything, Siegfried finally shook his head.

"Hmph, I think we'll soon see the consequences of your foolishness."

'Om'

Accompanied by the sound of horns that sounded like when a battle broke out, several ghoul ghost ships attacked from far and near.

And it's not just that, the sea even churned because of this, and a huge sea monster stretched out its tentacles.

Perhaps, they are not high in individual combat effectiveness, but they cannot stand up to a large number.

"Guess how those people who strayed into the northern sea died?" Siegfried sneered at the stunned princess.

Then, he gave her a slight push.

"Don't stand still! Sailing and fighting, you choose one!"

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Siegfried's tone was not only a little cold, but also thorny.

And at this moment, there was a lingering sarcasm in his voice.

This is in stark contrast to the confident but not arrogant, gentle and humble attitude she showed before.

What the hell is wrong with him?

Looking at the inexplicably irritating face, such a question could not help appearing in the mind of Her Royal Highness the Princess.

And, more importantly, he showed that he was quite familiar with the northern waters.

But he clearly said that he has never been in this cold extreme northern sea.

Is this just accumulated experience from hearsay?

No, it's not possible...

The merchants who come and go are unlikely to know this. What they need to do is to enter the outermost layer of the northern sea and then come out.

After all, their purpose is to support their families, not explore.

For people like them, entering the northern seas and avoiding the safe passage opened by the kingdom is the primary goal.

After all, those who entered the northern seas were basically pirates who were extremely cruel and would be besieged by various kingdoms.

As for the so-called explorers and adventurers?

Honestly no...

Because this sea area is located in the northernmost part of the human world, further north is Niflheim, where only crazy believers of death set foot.

There is indeed a city in the legend, a city inhabited by humans.

But who knows exactly.

There is nothing in the northern seas, and there is no hero cemetery here-because heroes will not choose this place as a burial place, and in theory, true heroes will not die here.

There are no ancient relics exposed on the surface.

But there might be buildings of giants or something under the sea of ​​rumored Ymir's blood.

But if there was, it was a long time ago.

After all, in the legendary era of chaos, there was no concept of the world at that time, and the whole world only had two areas of ice fog and barrenness.

There is no World Tree, let alone the Nine Realms.

In the era when the gods and giants coexisted, they might build buildings near here, and with the blood of Ymir completely engulfing this place, the land and buildings that might have existed have long been buried deep under the sea.

It may even be washed to other places by the blood tide like a flood.

In other words, whether there are so-called remains under the surface of the northern sea is a problem, and since there is no way to determine this, adventurers and explorers will go here if they are idle.

More than 20 years ago, when it was confirmed that King Angentir, who held the bloodthirsty sword Tyrfing, had died in the northern sea, only a few brave people ran there to try their luck.

Of course, the purpose is also very simple, just to find out the whereabouts of the legendary bloodthirsty sword.

Then, they never came back.

This is one such place.

For vulnerable humans, the ocean is more dangerous than the down-to-earth ground, because it does not give you that down-to-earth sense of security, and it also makes people worry about threats from below the surface of the sea.

So, there's never been a map here.

Even if a few brave people drew such a small point, it is only an 'external map' circulated among businessmen.

It probably tells you where to start, how long to go, and when to turn around.

This is still based on the fact that there are no guys doing things around.

Suppose a sea monster suddenly attacked the merchant ship, but couldn't beat it and ran away, and accidentally ran into the depths of this dark sea, then it could only wait to die.

Ordinary merchant ships are simply not strong enough to undertake such a heavy duty, without any exception.

So, in this case, can anyone know how to fight in the northern seas?

Can the creatures and ghouls here be so sensitive?

Even if someone knows, it should be some kind of hero. It is impossible to know this information just by hearing.

This may be the fastest time for Hilda to turn his head since he was a child.

During the period when the 'Siegfried' in front of her made her make a quick decision, her little head had gone through almost all the information.

And the final conclusion is: Siegfried has a problem.

But what's the problem?

In his hand was the legendary holy sword of wrath, and there were only her and him on board.

Can this be faked?

What to fake?

So had Siegfried lied before?

Hilda didn't know about this, she didn't have much information, and of course she couldn't draw any reliable conclusions.

But at this time, Hilda didn't care about it anymore.

Siegfried, of course she retained the most basic trust.

Therefore, she wanted to hand out the bow and arrow in her hand.

sail……

Her choice was already obvious.

After all, they are all Icelandic princesses, and the navy is their most powerful army. Of course, Hilda has his own understanding of the sea.

Of course, more importantly, Siegfried is stronger than her.

Not because of anything else, just because the other party is already a hero who has completed the great cause of slaying the dragon, and what he holds in his hand is the legendary holy sword.

Even Hilda has a certain degree of confidence in his own weapon, but it is not a little bit worse than the sword of God's Wrath that was famous decades ago and was said to be bestowed by the great god Odin himself.

"You can use this if you get a longer distance."

Then Siegfried stared at her for about a second.

The bloodthirsty scarlet eyes made him a little uncomfortable.

"No need," he said, "I don't need these."

Sure enough, 'Siegfried' had some changes in character.

But Hilda didn't know what was wrong.

The holy sword of wrath is real, she can feel the gleaming violent anger, and Siegfried must be himself, she didn't notice any violations in him.

If we have to talk about violations, it is probably 'performance'.

But this kind of performance is just a character performance...

"Really, I don't care anymore!" After hanging the bow on his body again, Hilda held the rudder with both hands, and then started to spin.

Under the siege of a huge sea monster outside the ghoul ghost ship, she turned the bow of the ship to the only vacant place.

"They're coming!"

"You just sail."

Holding the holy sword of wrath in his hand tightly, Siegfried took a deep breath.

His expression seemed to be nostalgic and emotional, but in the end, it all turned into a calmness that only time can precipitate.

"buzz"

Wordlessly swinging the sword, the shattering blow that can only be caused by the wrath of a god is swung in the direction of the instant slash.

Anger struck in the direction of the slash, and in an instant, a ghost ship fell silent.

"Anger is never something superficial, you know?"

The dragon-slaying hero whispered, and he didn't know who he was talking to.

He continued to swing the sword, and in his hand, the radiance of God's Wrath bloomed repeatedly. His movements were like a seasoned warrior, and he was extremely calm when he slashed and slashed.

At this moment, Lou Chuan seemed to have a natural offensive weapon, constantly leaping out of the radiance of divine wrath.

"It's you in the end." After sinking all the ghost ships, he set his sights on the huge water monster that had surfaced.

At last……

The holy sword shines!

Light of anger!

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The battle seemed to be over.

Such a development inevitably left Hilda dumbfounded!

What kind of situation is it for her?

Probably when she concentrated on steering the boat, turned the boat around, and was about to leave, she saw the burning light of anger flying around.

And just when she was about to speed up to leave, she suddenly found that the dark ghost ship around her had disappeared.

Those lingering, frightening horn sounds disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

However, they did exist!

When she turned her eyes completely to the surroundings, what she saw was something that had been split open and torn to pieces by the brilliance of the sword of God's Wrath.

There are howling ghouls, there are rotten mast logs, and of course there are rotten keels that support the entire ship.

And destroying these seems to be nothing to Siegfried himself.

In Hilda's eyes, he didn't even make any drastic moves.

He just walked around on the deck of the tall ship with the holy sword that was said to be able to arouse strength with anger.

The appearance is so calm, and there is not even any ferocity on the face.

But just like this, he let his anger fill the holy sword, and every blow he swung contained a tyranny that seemed to destroy everything.