You and me under the world tree

Through the simplest things, she emphasizes her masculinity all the time.

Although there is no way to change her face, she actually only needs to change her voice.

And after getting used to this way of life, a girl like Hilda will subconsciously think she is a man when she sees her.

There was no problem before, but now it has caused some kind of misunderstanding.

"Put in your arms..."

Hearing the other party's obviously mocking tone, Dietrich couldn't help being taken aback, but then shook his head.

"I don't mean that."

"Then explain why you're staring at me?"

"..."

At the moment when Hilda was aggressive, Dietrich subconsciously opened his mouth.

Reasons or something, of course she has.

To put it bluntly, the reason why she stared at Hilda was simply because she was attracted by her clothes.

Although the boy looked a little angry, he could tell he was a fighter.

But she didn't deliberately cover up her identity, because to her, it didn't matter if she was a man or a woman, and she had never been under any kind of pressure like her.

After all, I'm still envious...

"call……"

In the end, Dietrich didn't say anything, she just let out a breath of foul air calmly.

Speaking of which, Dietrich almost thought that he didn't care about these things because he had never met such people in the Gothic Kingdom.

But it wasn't until after seeing that girl that the emotions that surged in her heart proved one thing to her:

Those subtle thoughts have actually been lingering in her heart, and they were just hidden before.

As for what kind of thinking, needless to say?

After all, if her situation were a little bit better, she would probably be like her.

At least you don't have to hide it now.

"Tsk, I'm speechless. It's ridiculous to look so sanctimonious. Fortunately, you are still a hero with the same reputation as Siegfried."

"..."

After hearing Hilda's aggressive words, although Dietrich did not give any positive response or rebuttal, he still frowned his delicate eyebrows unconsciously.

There is no way to explain it, but she is absolutely unwilling to bear the name of a prodigal disciple.

So finally, she took a deep breath.

"I'm just curious, who are you guys?"

Then, Dietrich's eyes fell on Hilda again, and he just stared at the other's face.

Then he slowly thought about the pattern of the atrium world.

At this moment, although she still doesn't know who Nanna is, she has a guess about the character displayed by that extremely arrogant woman.

"Are you from Iceland?"

"?!"

"The only princess of Iceland, the only child of Wise Griple: Hilda?"

Then, at the moment Dietrich said that, the arrogance that the girl originally showed dissipated, and was replaced by a touch of consternation and vigilance.

"Why do you know?"

Just when Hilda asked the question with a frosty vigilance, Dietrich couldn't help raising his eyebrows.

Although she doesn't like to show her emotions to others, at this moment, she has such an inexplicable joy in her heart.

If you want to blame, blame her for her bad attitude before...

"It's just a simple guess, because the current monarch of the Netherlands and his subordinates are inextricably linked with various kingdoms."

The current king of Denmark, Elf, once planned to invade the Netherlands, and even robbed the pregnant queen Theotis in the name of protection when the autumn wind hit afterwards.

Not to mention other things, the relationship between Denmark and the Netherlands is definitely not good anyway.

As for Norway, let alone, it is said that Hovalle has long been on standby in the City of Wrath of Sky.

People from the Norwegian royal family are running around now, probably because they feel that Hevale's magic sword is not sharp enough.

As for Burgundy, the kingdom has made a lot of enemies to some extent.

Not because of anything else, just being beaten like a grandson by the Gothic Kingdom...

"Those who can roam freely in this city are not people who are extremely confident in their own strength, so they should be related to the monarch here."

There was never conflict, and there was even a close trading partnership.

"The entire atrium world knows that the Kingdom of Iceland is like this."

This guy……

Just when Dietrich said this in a calm to cold tone, Hilda subconsciously clenched his fists.

accurate……

But what made her even worse was that the guy in front of her seemed to have guessed her identity through the overall situation in an instant.

"Although I am not very sure personally, but it seems that I should guess right."

Watching Hilda's surprised and dissatisfied expression, Dietrich said calmly.

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Prince Dietrich Dietmarsen of the Goths.

Just in between the conversations, she showed the quality of herself at the top of the goth.

Because she spends a lot of time on it.

In order to become a qualified, even an excellent heir to the kingdom, she worked hard to learn everything she could.

And all these combined constitute her current model.

No matter what she talks about, she will subconsciously think about the customs of various places and the pattern of each country in the atrium.

This is already a habit for her.

But the habit is terrifying for a young person, especially one who is arguably experiencing it for the first time.

Hilda...

At this moment, Her Highness the Princess of Iceland could not help but narrow her eyes.

When Dietrich casually brought up this topic, she had actually completely suppressed her contempt.

Because there are no such people around her.

Iceland's King Gripoor, Hilda's father, was able to do just that.

However, Gripal is not an ordinary person after all. If he is no different from ordinary people, he will not be called "Wise Old Man" by the people around him in his later years.

In fact, it was precisely because he knew how difficult it was to achieve this that Hilda was surprised at the age of that delicate young man.

Because this obviously requires experience and precipitation, but this man...

"call……"

In the end, Hilda still stopped his thoughts of going berserk.

No matter how impatient Her Royal Highness Princess of Iceland is, and how tough the folk customs of the northern peninsula are, she at least has the most basic royal qualities.

And after forcibly calming down, she could only use these words to evaluate.

genius……

After all, apart from this clichéd description of praising talent, Hilda really couldn't find any other words.

Even Dietrich's extremely casual words reminded her of someone.

Although in terms of relationship, they couldn't get along at all, but she just thought of it.

Sage Hodder...

As for why Hilda suddenly thought of that mysterious man, it had to be attributed to the stories Siegfried told him.

Although in Siegfried's mouth, that man always tends to be deified.

It seems that he is omniscient and omnipotent.

However, those legends have a basis after all.

For example, when Siegmund counterattacked the Netherlands and established the country, that man sat in the kingdom with an extremely young attitude and dealt with the oncoming crisis with a relaxed and indifferent attitude.

Even if he doesn't talk about the structure of the world or the kingdom, just in terms of 'knowing people', he can easily guess other people's clothing, behavior and behavior, and even further guess their identity.

Yes, just like Dietrich Dietmarssen is now.

In fact, more than one person thought about what it would be like if the sage who seemed to have no desires and desires could really step up to the stage and take charge of a country head-on.

Regarding this point, according to Siegfried, it seemed that it caused a lot of sensation at that time, and the era belonging to Volsunger was really a time when a hundred flowers bloomed.

But later, such gossip actually declined.

Not because of anything else, just because later on, they knew that the man known as a sage never had such an idea.

He's capable, it's true, but at the same time has little ambition.

Therefore, that kind of speculation has become an insoluble mystery.

But now, in Hilda's eyes, this mystery that was once thought to be unsolvable seems to have been solved.

Because Dietrich in front of her gave her the same feeling as that sage.

Perhaps because His Royal Highness is still young, the sense of oppression during the conversation is far less than that of the current sage.

However, he still looks young after all.

Thinking of this, Hilda couldn't help feeling a little chilly in his heart.

Even according to Siegfried, Dietrich had helped him, and in a sense he was more trustworthy than the surrounding kings.

However, there was always such an inexplicable worry and uneasiness in Hilda's heart.

I don't understand, I can't see the depth, and the eyes are uncomfortable.

After all, she was the only one who felt uneasy.

"Nanna." Finally, she held her best friend's hand, "Let's go."

"what?"

"I said let's go, I don't want to go shopping here anymore."

"it is good……"

Since all her good friends have said so, Nanna will naturally not refuse this.

In fact, she didn't want to come out at first, it's good to stay in the room alone, because once she ran out, if she saw her brother and the others, she might be annoyed by them again.

In this regard, although she will not directly refute anything, she will inevitably feel tired.

If it wasn't for her best friend who ran directly to her side and dragged her out, she probably wouldn't have accompanied her to visit the city.

but……

Nanna couldn't help clenching her small fists once she thought of the entrustments her father had given in the letter.

She hesitated for a moment, then took a slight step forward.

"Your Highness Dietrich."

"Ok?"

"My name is Nanna and I'm from Norway."

"Ah."