You and me under the world tree

And if he wants to bring down King Dittmar, or even deprive him of everything he owns, then Dietrich is his biggest stumbling block.

But it is a pity that according to his observations, all of Dietrich's performances can be called wise and decisive.

She was like the young King Dittmar, exuding an awe-inspiring aura all over her body.

Because of this, even the brave Hiltebrand will obey his orders.

Moreover, Dietermar sometimes gets confused about some things, but Dietrich seems to have inherited some cleverness from his mother, so he is even more difficult to deal with.

But, it doesn't matter, he has already discovered her weakness.

Not herself, but the people around her.

Compared to her who kept everything hidden, the warriors around her showed all their emotions.

"Dietmar...Your Majesty."

At this moment, lying on the bed, he just whispered like this.

Because he was far away from the cold palace for the first time, he was a little excited.

However, he seemed to realize something, so he couldn't help covering his mouth with his hand.

Then, he smiled.

In the bright room, there seemed to be spots of light swirling in his gloomy eyes.

Dietmar Agnarsen...

You will regret this.

I want you to kneel on the ground and repent for what you have done!

Just like you deprived me of everything, I will also deprive you of everything!

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Without tidying his clothes too much, Sifka, who was dressed in black, just lay on the soft and wide bed.

In fact, in terms of physical strength, he is still not as good as those fighters who seem to have endless energy.

Although he was not bumpy along the way, after all, compared to normal people walking, he came on horseback like other warriors.

But riding doesn't mean saving your energy completely.

In fact, the so-called horseback riding is just to go a little farther under the same physical exertion.

Moreover, Sivka not only had to ride a horse, he also had to pay attention to Dietrich and the fighters around him. Under the double-tasking, exhaustion was inevitable.

So before he knew it, he lay down on the bed and took a nap for a while.

After about half an hour passed, he opened his eyes again.

Sivka never had the habit of oversleeping in a single night, and from childhood to adulthood, he has always slept less and more.

Although the time may not be exactly the same, but he never sleeps for more than an hour at a time.

Perhaps since childhood, sleep had been for him only a means of restoring energy.

He will even apply magic to himself to try to recover his energy in the shortest possible time.

Therefore, dreaming or something has never been predestined.

In order to achieve his long-cherished wish, he even wished that he was thinking about countermeasures when he was dreaming.

But it's a pity that he is human and can't do that.

"Tsk..." Opening his heavy eyelids, Sifka looked up at the strange ceiling.

It was only half an hour, which was not enough to completely silence his brain.

Although his mind seemed a little dull at this moment, he still considered the current situation clearly.

"Huh." Then, Goth's counselor took a deep breath, then used magic to soak the towel he carried with him, and then wiped his face.

The cold touch awakened the originally blurred and dull consciousness in an instant.

Like greased gears, his thoughts started turning again.

Then, he turned his gaze to the door in the distance.

There was no one, he was the only one in the room.

Although Sifka himself is proficient in magic, he didn't arrange any magic-related enchantments from the beginning to the end.

Not because of anything else, just because he is just a counselor, and he was sent by His Majesty the King to assist the future successor of the Gothic Kingdom.

In other words, this level of identity predestined him to assist that Highness earnestly, and the first thing to do was to gain his trust.

No matter what small thoughts he has, these things must be buried deep in his heart.

Then, he got up directly from the bed.

Because he didn't spread out the bedding before, he just fell asleep on the pillow and quilt, so the whole bed didn't look too messy.

He tidied up his clothes, put on his boots, and then took off the saber that was originally hanging on the wall and hung it around his waist.

Then, he stretched his body as much as possible, allowing the body that was still dormant to fully wake up.

And during this process, he has been thinking about the interpersonal relationship around His Royal Highness, trying his best to find some kind of breakthrough that may exist.

However, there is no rush for this kind of thing after all, he has to arrange a thorough plan as much as possible.

As for the characters around the prince, there are actually two people with the biggest breakthrough: the prince of Gitland, the dragon slayer Herme Studus named after the dragon, and the hero from the countryside: Witty grid.

There is no need to consider such characters as the wolf-hearted warrior Wolfhart who came from the army and was promoted by the prince's hand, and Hiltebrand, who is both a teacher and a friend of the prince.

The biggest breakthrough lies in those two people, not because of anything else, because they defected after all.

Wittig pays attention to honor and attaches great importance to the name of 'hero'.

Studus seems to be full of flaws, impulsive and irritable.

As for 'His Royal Highness' Dietrich herself, her personality tends to be suspicious.

Although she never mentioned it, Sifka could see it.

And these three points can actually be used.

As for how to use it, it can only be planned slowly.

'Boom dong dong'

"Sifka!"

At this moment, there was a series of hurried knocks on the door.

The carefree voice was actually very recognizable, so after hearing the voice, Sivka quickly identified the owner of the voice.

Herme Studus, Dragon Slayer of the Northern Peninsula.

This person has always been rough-headed. Although he is in a high position, he doesn't seem to have that much etiquette in his eyes.

"I plan to go out with other people, do you want to go together?"

Of course, Sifka would never refuse.

On the surface, he is His Majesty's counselor after all. Although he was sent to assist the prince, because of the previous estrangement between His Majesty the King and His Royal Highness, it is not that simple for him to integrate into the prince's influence.

Therefore, he must at least seize every opportunity to get along with them.

"Okay." Sivka responded, "Wait for me a while, I just slept for a while, and I'm changing my clothes now."

Maybe it was because he had other thoughts in his heart after all, and he was trying to avoid some coincidences as much as possible.

For example, like now...

You didn't take off your sword when you came to the house, what are you worried about?

He is avoiding situations that tend to arouse his nervousness, and more importantly, he still needs time to adjust.

"Ah, it's okay, everyone has to dress up anyway."

And luckily, those around him were fighters: mighty fighters.

As Studus said, everyone else had to dress up if they wanted to walk around this new city of Wrath quietly.

After all, when they came, they were all wearing that kind of sophisticated armor, and they were carrying magic weapons that were hard to find.

This kind of dress is actually very conspicuous.

In fact, it's okay in the wild, fully armed to ensure that you don't get hurt, but it's too well-dressed but it's too eye-catching, especially in the city.

Moreover, such things as too many people are not a joke.

"Do some basic protective measures, and don't wear too thin."

"Well, this measure has been well prepared... Do you have any valuables? Our armor and weapons are all handed over to His Highness the Prince."

"Your Highness?" Sifka couldn't help but frown when he heard Studus say that.

Not knowing if he noticed the thoughts of the young counselor in the room, Studus continued:

"That's right, because he knows magic, he can easily store these. After all, this is someone else's palace."

Although Sifka was a little dazed at the beginning, it wasn't that he didn't think about it.

Well, it's a normal thing.

"I'm not the same as you." Finally, he said, and then pushed open the door.

Then, a dragon slaying warrior in light leather armor stood at the door, with an ordinary sword hanging from his waist, looking a bit refreshing.

However, the only thing that hasn't changed is his slightly flamboyant smile.

"Speaking of which, you don't seem to have changed much."

"My clothes are very ordinary, there is no need to change anything."

"Are you all ready?"

At this moment, before they exchanged any more greetings, a slightly cold male voice came.

Accompanied by this voice, His Royal Highness also walked slowly.

Unlike the oppressive feeling of wearing armor, Dietrich is now wearing a low-key but luxurious casual clothes.

Not only does it look beautiful, but it also has good protection.

Her white hair looks like it has been carefully groomed, so it looks a little delicate.

Compared with the oppressive feeling of wearing armor, the scarlet gaze of His Royal Highness at this moment may be a bit uncomfortable.

"When you're ready, let's go and stroll around here."

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The law and order in Skywrath City seemed to be perfect, and warriors holding shields and long swords could be seen walking around everywhere.

However, it is worth mentioning that even if they are in charge of patrolling and guarding, the clothes of the guards are completely different.

In fact, only the soldiers standing on the city wall or standing on the guard posts set up in the royal city wore thick metal armor.

As for the guards walking around, they are lighter in terms of clothing. They are mainly made of leather and wear battle robes with patterns of running wolves.

The reason why the clothes are light is not to cut corners, but because it takes more physical strength to walk around and patrol.

And just in case, almost every patrolling guard is equipped with a horn to call his comrades and partners.

These guards walked on the street very naturally, showing their presence as guards, but at the same time, they didn't show any sloppy expressions.

Even the most ordinary guard work, they are also conscientious.

"Should I say that he is good at running the army? Siegfried did not relax in the slightest in the training of the soldiers. These guards seem to be comparable to the soldiers of Beian City."

Watching those guards, Wittig couldn't help sighing.

"It's normal." Before everyone else, Sivka said first.

Along the way, he mainly observed the actions of each of them.

And because of the rush, Sifka didn't have a chance to speak at all, which led to him not talking to Dietrich and the others at all.

However, before, at any rate, it was to observe, and then think about, to control the character of these people.