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Chapter 52: Sacrifice

Although Hewale didn't stand up, she didn't turn around, but she did turn her head.

And judging from her current expression, Hodder could detect the trembling on her face.

Although she tried her best to calm herself down, the things she just experienced were obviously not so easy to pass.

But even so, she was able to adjust her mood in such a short period of time, at least she was not immersed in that kind of grief and grief. From this point alone, she should be the strongest woman Hodder has ever seen. .

Although it is only limited to NPCs.

After all, no matter what, it's impossible for Hodder to compare NPCs with players, right?

"Is it a god?"

The exclamation in his heart was just a flash, and in the end, Huo De still focused on the topic that the Pirate Queen in front of him said.

"Your father probably experienced something."

"You must know something."

Although Hodder's expression at the moment was completely invisible, Hewale still made such a judgment.

In this regard, Hodder did not take any action.

Then, in front of He Huale, his head nodded indistinctly.

"Of course, I know that Siegmund was just abandoned."

A hero of the Volsung clan, holding the Holy Sword of God's Wrath to suppress a hero of an era.

When Hodder said that, Hewale was taken aback for a moment, and then a sense of understanding emerged from the bottom of his heart.

If you think about it carefully, the cause of your father's death is to some extent the same as Siegmund's.

The only difference may be the personal combat power...

Angentir was defeated by the brave Siamar with the sharp sword of severing magic in his hand, while Siegmund was a natural warrior with the power of wrath and did not need the blessing of rage.

and many more……

At this moment, Hewale's brain, which was still a little confused until now, couldn't help thinking of something that was easily overlooked, but it was quite important.

"The current king of the Netherlands, Legney of the Hendin family, how did he defeat Siegmund in the first place?"

In the entire Midgard, this matter is actually a suspicious point that no one knows, because even the soldiers who really participated in that war did not know the specific details.

But one thing is certain, that is, Siegmund did die at Legney's hands.

Although Siegmund died in the chaos and was seriously injured, the result was true.

Then the problem is coming...

"I heard Ragnar mention the power of the holy sword. Even ferocious monsters can be easily killed. On the battlefield, it is also a sharp weapon for one man to form an army. Why would such a warrior die in the chaos?"

This issue should be quite sensitive to the sage himself, after all, he is Siegmund's friend anyway.

A person who can work hard here for more than 20 years for the entrustment of a friend, the friendship between them should not be underestimated.

So, in fact, at the moment when the question came out of his mouth, Hewale couldn't help but feel a little bad in his heart.

She was even ready for the other party to be silent.

But luckily, he didn't seem to have anything to hide.

"What else? At his age, he is not suitable for the battlefield. After the holy sword is shattered, he is just an old man who can fight."

age……

When this relatively sensitive topic was brought up, Hewale couldn't help but glanced at the sage himself.

If she remembers correctly or guesses correctly, the sage of Volsung should be the same age as the former hero.

So it's a little subtle feeling that he himself brought up this topic.

However, this kind of subtlety is actually fleeting, because soon, He Huale thought of another word.

"The holy sword of wrath, I remember the legend that it is a blade bestowed by the gods."

There is nothing unusual about this story.

Legend has it that at the gathering within the Volsung family, the great god Odin inserted the holy sword into the Barnstock, the tree of children, and then declared:

Only a true hero can draw this sword.

This is the beginning of Siegmund's legend.

So……

"Since it is a sword bestowed by the gods, of course only the gods can break it."

"..."

"Surprised?"

"Do not."

Maybe it was because of what happened to her father, or maybe it was her mother's intentional or unintentional teaching, but in the end, she shook her head.

"God..."

"Angentier is right in saying that they never care about their followers."

"..."

"Want to hear a story?" Just when Hewale was thinking in silence, Hodder said, "Believe it or not."

"Say……"

Then, Hodder just sat on the ground casually, not caring about the environment here at all.

"Once upon a time there was a very talented young man who had a pedantic and stupid teacher who was not good at teaching, but he still relied on his talent to reach the top step by step. He was only 17 years old when he became famous and married. "

"Ah."

"Then, he died without a sound. The one who killed him was Ao... the meteor spear of the king of the gods. The wound was on his chest. No matter what herbs or healing magic were used, he just So go."

The story is really short, and the sage didn't even bring any adjectives when he narrated it.

But who is he referring to?

This is actually not difficult to guess.

Midgard has never lacked heroes, but they are generally between the ages of 20 and 30, and young heroes are quite rare.

And the young hero mentioned by the sage was too young, so his reputation was once louder than his father.

"Is it...Hergi?" Finally, Hewale asked

"Ah."

Then, the pedantic and stupid "teacher" in his mouth can only refer to himself.

When he realized this, Hewale couldn't help but noticed his previous tone.

Calm, without the slightest ups and downs, but there is an inexplicable feeling of death in it.

Maybe Herwalla was a little emotional, but she really felt that way.

If I had to make an analogy, it would be like tears had been shed dry.

She herself swore that she would never be vulnerable again, never shed tears, and the sage acted as if her heart was dead, and she would never be shaken by anything.

"Do you know what that means?"

In the end, before Herwalla's thoughts diverged, Hodder dragged her back with a single sentence.

"God... controls everything?"

"No, maybe it's not manipulation. They are superior, and some actions are just a matter of thought, but we humans have to bear the price, and you are the same."

"What do you want to say..."

Although the words of the sage sounded quite normal, in those words, Hewale still noticed something was wrong.

So at this time, she couldn't help asking.

"Your abandoned port is nothing but a victim of the gods."

"what?"

Chapter 53: Watching You

When Hodder said a certain fact in the plot in a casual tone, Hewaler couldn't help but frowned.

unhappy……

It was almost her instinctive reaction.

Because for her now, the abandoned port is everything.

Among them are the subordinates who follow her, no matter men or women, she must keep them.

Not because of anything else, nor because of any obligation from the princess, she actually didn't have these things in her consciousness.

For Hewale, it was just because these people were here with her to share the joys and sorrows, not because of anything else, for this friendship, she had to protect them well.

Of course, this is why she prefers to be called 'Big Sister' rather than 'Her Royal Highness'.

So, at this moment, she couldn't help frowning.

"God..." She took a deep breath, "We are struggling in this sea area, and it is difficult to guarantee our survival. Where did we offend God?"

"There is no such thing as offending or offending. They don't need a reason to do things, just like a king hunting animals doesn't need any reason."

"Just that?"

After finally understanding what Hodder was talking about, Hewale only felt a wave of resentment welling up in his heart.

Although there was still a sliver of reason in her mind, the vigilance she had cultivated all along reminded herself: this is just a sage's one-sided words.

Even, if it was before, she might still have doubts about it.

But at this moment, her mind was full of what Angentil said.

God's game...

"No, of course humans are more important to the gods than animals."

Just when she was thinking that way, the sage probably felt that what he said was too general and not appropriate, so he changed his way of expression and said it in more detail.

"However, it's just that important. After all, as long as it doesn't affect the stability of the overall situation, no one will care about the fate of 'leftovers'."

It sounds regrettable, and even outraged if you were a human from Midgard.

However, this kind of anger is incompetent rage after all, because human beings cannot compete with gods, and they cannot do this in terms of hard power.

The gods are born high and high, and they have been accompanied by divine power since their birth, and they have had an incomparably long time.

Their lifespan is so long that it is doubtful whether they will ever end.

In comparison, humans are too stupid.

In the past, when the atmosphere of worshiping gods was prevalent in the atrium, almost no one would think of this.

However, when a few people realize that the gods' attitude towards humans is not as loving as they think they are towards children, they will become angry.

However, this kind of anger is more aimed at oneself.

Because they are not strong enough, they subconsciously know that they will never be able to jump out of that layer of shackles.

Then, this kind of thinking that naturally puts itself at a low level will extend other thoughts.

For example...

"However, we have nothing to do with the gods. Don't you want to say that we don't worship the gods, so we don't respect the gods?"

I don't know if it's because of anger or other emotions, but when he said this, there was obvious sarcasm in Hewale's tone.