You and me under the world tree

However, this kind of pride is sometimes like a castle in the air. Once something goes wrong, it will be shattered, and the residue of dignity will turn into a lingering shadow lingering in my heart.

Siegfried felt that he might not have anything worthy of praise in terms of political strategy, not stupid but quite satisfactory.

However, he is still very good at exploring people's hearts.

During the time he spent with Hagen, he had vaguely sensed the heart knot of his capable general.

He's been giving it his all...

But this kind of going all out is not because of loyalty or friendship, he still wants to prove something, as if he wants to vent all the gloom in his heart.

So in the end, he couldn't help turning his head back.

Again, he watched the warrior following him.

"Hagan."

The little half-breed warrior stopped in his tracks.

"Your Highness..."

"I started out as an apprentice blacksmith, as you should know."

"Yes……?"

When Siegfried suddenly brought up this topic, Hagen couldn't help being a little dazed.

This matter itself is not a secret, because from the moment Siegfried returns under his real name, his past will naturally be exposed by those who are interested.

He didn't live in an isolated environment since he was a child, and he always had two friends who were drinking and drinking.

In this case, his life experience was revealed.

However, Hagen didn't think there was any problem with this.

Not to mention being a blacksmith, even if he is a toilet flusher, as long as he has that pedigree, he has enough 'righteousness' to take back the kingdom that originally belonged to his father.

"so?"

"I'm here because of my uncle, he helped me a lot."

The sage of Volsong, that man has been supporting the last backbone of the 'God of War'.

"He was a strong man, a wise man."

"Yes, he was the one who guided me at first, so my initial thought was very simple, that is, I wanted to be obedient... I didn't even have the idea of ​​being a king."

Then Siegfried smiled.

Under the gloomy environment, the blond descendant of Volsunger smiled brightly.

He was like a sun, which made Hagen feel a little dazzling.

"Your Highness..."

"I met a lot of people and made a lot of friends during my travels, including you."

The young dragon-slaying hero stretched out his hand, and he spread out his palm with the palm facing upwards.

"So, what about you? Hagen, you who were once famous as a hunter in Tronpage, what was your initial thought?"

Behind that dazzling descendant, Hagen felt as if he saw some shadow.

It was a short figure that I hadn't had time to recall for a long time. She was even shorter than the mixed-race Hagen, wearing patched clothes that didn't fit well.

Even at this time, Hagen felt as if he had returned to the hut with only a small stove.

She was sitting by the fire, stitching her winter clothes one by one.

Then, facing Siegfried's gaze, Hagen couldn't help but raise his head, he only felt that his eye sockets were a little itchy.

"Your Highness..." His voice became dry, "I have a good mother, so I want her to live a good life. I have always had this idea."

Unadulterated, the genuine thoughts of a child who grew up with discrimination.

"But she is dead, Your Highness."

"It's not too late to come home, Hagen, I'm sure your mother will be very happy... The Netherlands is better than Tronpage, don't you think?"

Chapter 24: I am different from you

Young king, young courtier.

If someone records this conversation, it will definitely become a model of harmony between the monarch and his subjects when the name of the "Lord of Armies" is really spread.

However, there are no recorders here.

With Hagen's own pride, he would not spread this kind of crap everywhere, he would have to face it.

After all, he is still a young man.

Siegfried has hotheaded moments, so Hagen naturally does too.

At this moment, the only thing that can record this point is perhaps the slightly red eye sockets of the half-blood warrior.

Moreover, when they actually passed through the series of corridors, they were already late.

"You guys, to be honest, it's a bit slow."

That voice came the moment they stepped into the true hall that held the throne.

In terms of tone, it is very old-fashioned, like a wise man who has strategized.

But for Siegfried and Hagen, the voice is more attractive.

This voice was too young, and even contained a hint of immaturity brought about by age.

Not to mention being in this palace, even looking at the entire atrium world, the tone is very recognizable.

Because when it comes to the name 'Young Hero', that name will appear in many people's minds.

He was born like a shooting star, and countless people, including his father and elder brother, had high hopes on him. He should have been the most outstanding ruler of the Netherlands in the past.

When he gradually grew up and became famous on the bloody battlefield, everyone thought so.

Even his elder brother never felt any jealousy towards him.

But it is true that the meteor is born quickly, but it is not slow to go, and it is also extremely abrupt.

In the end, the young hero fell in a duel full of intrigues from all sides.

He was welcomed into the world of the gods, and served as the leader of the heroic warriors in the palace of the gods, leaving only those who suffered for his death to continue to suffer in the world.

But now, through some kind of secret method, he has come to the world again, and he is still standing on the opposite side of his group.

Thinking of this, the corners of Siegfried's mouth could not help but rise.

It was a slightly belligerent ironic smile.

At the moment he followed the sound, his eyes fixed on the blond boy.

Delicate and handsome, no matter men or women, no matter who sees him at first sight, they will feel good about him.

This is of course, because the young man in front of him, the hero named Helji, is extremely elegant in terms of temperament.

However, in the face of such a young man, as a blood-linked half-brother, Siegfried has no positive views in his heart.

If he had to say it, all he had in his heart was the lingering negativity.

I can't say I hate it, maybe I can't say I hate it, but once he thinks of certain things, he feels that he can't get along with him peacefully.

So in the end, he just took a deep breath.

"I think there should be no way to do this." After forcibly suppressing the anger in his heart, he said.

With eyes slightly squinted, Siegfried looked gloomy and terrifying.

Even, in the view of Hagen, who followed as a courtier, he had never seen such a terrifying expression on his lord.

Therefore, the sight of the half-blood warrior couldn't help but start to wander.

He first glanced at his lord Siegfried, and then at Helgi.

It can only be said that they are brothers...

Although they are half-brothers and not twins, similar outlines and traces can still be seen between the eyebrows.

Moreover, their hair is exactly the same, shining like the sun under the light of the large number of candle lamps in the palace.

However, in terms of appearance, the boy actually looked more handsome.

Because his eyes are as pure and flawless as emeralds, even women do not have such pure 'gems'.

But at this moment, this gem is not soft.

Maybe he noticed Siegfried's unfriendly attitude, the light in the emerald was extremely sharp, and he vaguely confronted the descendants.

But in the end, Helji finally averted his gaze.

He didn't continue to look at Siegfried, but moved his gaze to his shoulder.

He looked over the shoulder plate and looked at the exposed hilt.

But at this moment, the sword he was carrying behind his back was not the Holy Sword of God's Wrath, which was obvious, because Helgi knew very well that Gulam's sword hilt was made of pure wood, and it was Yuktrasil. polished branches.

and so……

"Where's the sword?" Helgi asked at this point

Then Siegfried couldn't help laughing.

"The holy sword is outside. I inserted it back into the 'Barnstock'. You can get it anytime you want."

As far as attitude is concerned, Siegfried doesn't seem to take God's Wrath Holy Sword seriously.

Because of this, Helgi's beautiful eyebrows couldn't help but raise.

To be honest, he was a little surprised.

After all, in their time, the Holy Sword of God's Wrath has always been regarded as a 'family heirloom' of the Volsung family.

Apart from his great strength, the people of the Volsung family have various reasons to cherish him.

The reason why his father King Siegmund cherished it was because this holy sword entrusted his memories and longings——all stories originate from this sword.

Because of Gulam, Siegmund suffered too much hatred, and even lost his family because of it. In the end, even his sister Zigni failed to keep him.

And the reason why he was able to successfully save the Netherlands and inherit his father's throne was precisely because of this holy sword.

For Helji and the others, this sword purely symbolized the glory of their fathers.

Because in his time, the holy sword itself was already a symbol of the throne.

He originally thought that Siegfried's ideas should be similar to his own - not exactly the same, but it should be impossible to randomly place the holy sword everywhere.

But now something is beyond his expectation.

But think about it carefully, after all, Siegmund's own legend is there, and inserting the sword back into Barnstock or something is itself a secondary use of the legend.

"Good job." He said

Then, just as he was about to give up the last road, the boy's elder brother heard the words of the dragon slaying hero.

"Do you think I care about that sword?"

Then, Helgi turned his head wordlessly, and his gaze was fixed on Siegfried.

Unknowingly, this sight reminded Dragon Slayer Hero of his uncle.

The same probing eyes...

He was literally a 'duplicate'.

Facing this gaze, Siegfried finally took a deep breath.

"I'm not like you, Helgi."

Yes, completely different.

Siegfried was sure of this.

"I have people and things that I want to cherish no matter what, which cannot be exchanged for a false name."

Chapter 25: Anger