You and me under the world tree

This is the story of an illegitimate son who eventually inherits his father's throne, raised by Harald.

But the process was very confusing, because he himself was kept in the dark, and he didn't know the whole truth until the last moment.

After he annexed his biological father's kingdom, Harald told him the 'truth' in a letter communication.

At that moment, all the kindness and family affection turned into anger.

But now, an incomparably long time has passed since that 'war', and the well-regulated battle between Sevard the Ring and Harald the King of Wartooth has been praised for a while.

Even, that war has become the benchmark of so-called 'glory'.

This inevitably made Seward feel amused:

"How do you know that the battle between me and Harald was 'glorious'?" Facing Simfi Otley's gaze, Seward said.

Then, Simfi Otley couldn't help being stunned.

"Because everyone says so."

Then, a simple sentence exposed the biggest difference between Simfi Otley and his brother.

Simfi Otley is naturally not jealous, nor is he interested in the power of the throne.

For this reason, he never thought of competing with his younger brother for the throne.

And more importantly, he himself is not a king.

Siward also knew Helji, and the boy had been habitually looking at everything around him with probing eyes.

If it were him, he would not be as easily emotional as Simfi Otley, and would not even be influenced by the "mainstream rhetoric" circulating today.

"Is what everyone said must be right?" Seward laughed.

"Is there something else hidden in that war?"

"Yes, at least I didn't declare war with the idea of ​​'send him to Valhalla'. I have my own selfish motives."

What selfishness?

When Simfi Otley wanted to continue asking questions along the topic, Seward shook his head slowly.

After all, some topics were not asked casually, and it involved Harald's last battle during his lifetime. This was obviously a secret, at least Seward didn't want to talk about it.

So in the end, Simfi Otley couldn't help but smile.

"Okay, don't talk about these bad things, let's go drink."

At this moment, all of a sudden, a ray of light shone like a flash.

It was clearly night now, and the moon god Mani and his moon chariot had already started galloping in the sky.

Therefore, when the radiance like anger shone, everyone was attracted by it.

"This radiance is..."

After seeing the brilliance, others inevitably hesitated, but Simfi Otley understood what it was.

"That's the radiance of 'God's wrath (gram)'."

At the moment when he saw the brilliance, the eldest son of the Siegmund family felt a little nervous at first, but then only emotion lingered in his heart.

Originally, at the beginning, he did come here with a mentality similar to watching a theater or traveling, but after he really saw the brilliance that he was so familiar with before his life, those messy thoughts disappeared from the bottom of his heart.

"That light must be my brother."

Then, along with Simfiotley's words, a voice came from the walls of the abandoned city.

"I am Siegfried, son of Siegmund, descendant of the Volsung family."

This tone sounds extremely calm, but in terms of voice, the youth can still be heard.

And more importantly, this means of spreading sound is absolutely impossible to measure with common sense, at least it is absolutely impossible to do this with an ordinary 'loud voice'.

"What about magic..."

"I have proposed trade to the Hengding family several times, and I want to contribute to the construction of the Netherlands, but the Hengding family has always rejected my good intentions. I think I have done my best in this regard. , but Legney is still not satisfied, he is still intoxicated by his stupid rule."

Through the power of magic, Siegfried's preaching spread, and even penetrated into the ears of distant warriors.

Moreover, I don't know if this is considered the traditional art of the Volsung family.

From the beginning, he was still 'declaring war', but the words went around to the issue of two-party rule.

"Following the tradition of my father's generation, I have always wanted to resolve this matter as peacefully as possible. I don't want the lives of those young people to be dissipated because of this meaningless 'internal friction'. They have their own lives. "

Then, the sound stopped.

'crash la la'

I don't know if it's an illusion, they even heard the sound of flipping paper at this time.

"Okay, I'm familiar with this routine."

After realizing this, Simfi Otley couldn't help but speak.

Then, facing Seward's suspicious gaze, Siegmund's eldest son shrugged.

"We used to do this a lot during our lifetime. We did it when we founded the country, we did it when we fought against the Hengding family, and we even played it when we faced the Gothic and Burgundian kingdoms."

Chapter 54: Siegfried's Justice Speech

In fact, until now, Simfi Otley felt quite a toothache.

When the country was founded, both he and his father Siegmund felt that they only needed to hold an ancient enthronement ceremony and then put the remains of the father and brothers into the remains.

For them, the remaining thing is to rectify their names through war, and directly start the name of the newly established "Volsong Clan".

Coupled with the platform of the Valkyrie, the legitimacy of the Kingdom of the Netherlands is a certainty.

But at the time, a soldier who was also young didn't think so.

He felt that although the Valkyrie was a good helper, she couldn't bother her with everything.

Therefore, he rushed out a speech overnight and asked Siegmund to give a speech before the war, desperately emphasizing the legitimacy of the war.

And unlike most kings or other people who shouted slogans like fighting for the gods.

At that time, his opinion was to emphasize the "reasonableness" of the war, first state the purpose of the war, and then inform the people of the Netherlands that the war was fought for them.

"However, I have to say that this approach is quite useful. It seems that compared with the taboo of the name of the gods or the honorary appeal of 'entering the realm of the gods after death', the benefits that can be seen in essence can motivate people more."

Just as Siegfried's voice continued to linger, Simfi Otley fell into his own thoughts.

"At that time, he tried his best to ensure the logistics, so quite a few young people were willing to follow us, and they formed the original 'army' of the Volsung family. The speeches raised the morale of the army and made the soldiers They understand how much benefit their fighting will bring, and then there will be material stimulation."

"But to be honest, the whole script actually kept emphasizing one thing: the actions of our enemies are cruel and evil, and our confrontation with them is just and fighting for our homeland."

Finally, Simfi Otley laughed about it.

He motioned for Seward to continue listening.

"Look, here we come."

"However, contrary to my wishes, the Hengding family has always upheld their selfish and incompetent traditions, blocking the demands of the people outside the palace gates, turning a blind eye to them, and even building high fortresses and enclosing their own palaces. independent of the city."

Then, no one spoke, and the expressions of the soldiers even gradually became weird.

"The Hengding family is indeed such a guy." Then, Simfi Otley said bluntly.

Not to mention the period of Legney's rule, even when King Hengding replaced Volsunger to rule the Netherlands, the situation was similar.

Even at that time, he never thought of independence, so he lived under the rule of the Goths with peace of mind, and handed over sacrifices to the Gothic Kingdom every year.

"Take it from the people, but don't use it for the people, base your rule on looting and killing, don't even think about making progress, let alone lose the original land, even when we are defenseless Attacked our garrison and killed countless soldiers and civilians."

At this moment, Siegfried's voice still lingers:

"So we will always remember the nature of this attack on us."

'crash la la'

It seemed to be another subtle sound of flipping manuscript paper.

"I, the last descendant of the Volsung clan: Siegfried, hereby announce that the Volsung clan and the Hengding clan will officially enter a state of war. I will uphold the wishes of my ancestors and fathers, and use my sword to protect my people and land."

"So who did you learn this polite-sounding war tune from?"

Just as Siegfried's voice echoed on the battlefield, Seward couldn't help asking.

"Who else could it be?" After hearing the declaration of war that directly put himself in the victim's position, Simfi Otley couldn't help but smile.

"Of course it can only be..." The words stopped abruptly, and Simfi Otley's words disappeared. He opened his mouth, but he couldn't continue.

Then, his eyes turned to the direction of the abandoned city, the radiance of anger that almost soared to the sky was extremely conspicuous.

"I believe that the swords in the hands of my people are equally sharp. Compared with the cowardly and incompetent Hengding Clan, we have full confidence. Therefore, victory must belong to us!! Ni that idiot still has the guts to fight."

Then, the brilliance dissipated, and Siegfried, who had been holding the Holy Sword of God's Wrath, also retracted his sword.

At this moment, the young hero's expression is not as strong as his voice.

To be precise, he is having a hard time right now.

Because while activating the holy sword of wrath and maintaining it for a long time, it is not an easy task to flip through the long series of speeches prepared by the uncle on the other hand.

At least, after canceling the 'rage' state caused by the holy sword of wrath, Siegfried felt inexplicably tired.

But he wasn't just thinking about himself.

At this moment, he couldn't help turning his eyes to the girl beside him.

After all, Siegfried's magic talent is not too strong, and he has to maintain the operation of the holy sword of wrath.

So it was this girl who used magic to amplify Siegfried's volume before.

"How are you?"

"Of course my condition is better than yours. After all, all I need to do is cast 'magic'."

Although she is a princess of a country, Hilda himself just shrugged.

There is nothing delicate about her, let alone any character flaws.

So at this moment, she just stepped on the ground casually to make a hole, and stepped on all the runes about magic that she had engraved.

Moreover, the relationship between them is already quite strong, so Hilda doesn't seem to be restrained.

"You don't understand magic just by looking at it."

Then, Siegfried opened his mouth slightly.

He really wanted to say something, but finally he laughed.

Then, he glanced back at Hagen, the slightly short warrior was standing there at the moment.

Of course he noticed Siegfried's gaze, so at this moment, he subconsciously took a step forward.

But soon, Siegfried turned his gaze to the man next to him.

Leader of the abandoned city: Ragnar.

The former battle captain had unknowingly assumed the role of a 'leader'. When Hewale was far away from Held Fortress, looking at the northern peninsula, he had already become the supreme commander here.

"During this time, I will sit here."

Then Ragnar couldn't help but smile.

"That's great."

Although Siegfried has recovered his status as the 'Prince of the Volsung Clan', this does not affect the friendship between him and Ragnar.

And with Ragnar's temperament, he really couldn't make him pretend to salute, or follow noble etiquette.

"To be honest, I'm quite at a loss during this period of time. It's all thanks to Heras that I can last so long." He said.

But then, he changed the topic to another important matter.

"Since you are here, what about Amstel?"

"Ah, there, there is already a 'special person' to take care of it. He has always been like this. No matter where he goes, he will always come back at critical moments."

At the same time, on the wall of Amstel's harbor, the man in armor just stared straight ahead quietly.

"Siegfried, that brat..."

[Mission: Battle of Amstel]