You and me under the world tree

To sum up, the situation is as follows:

"I kindly invited you to the banquet. If you don't come, it's fine if you still perfunctory me, then I'm going to get mad!"

With all kinds of unreasonable operations and extremely hard fists, Dittmar used force to integrate the scattered Goths when he was young, and taught the outside kingdoms a harsh lesson by the way.

But now, when he was getting older, of course his own temper was restrained.

From the wild, unruly, cruel and vicious at the beginning to the calm appearance now.

But the problem is that his eldest son, Prince Dietrich of the Gothic Kingdom, has inherited his father's character.

Moreover, his bellicose performance was even worse than that.

Therefore, in order to avoid that situation, kingdoms like Denmark and Burgundy are destined to send envoys to participate, and the next thing to pay attention to is envoys and gifts.

In short, the mentality of the royal family in each kingdom is different after all, and for them, they have to pay attention to the status and identity of the messenger.

It can't be too high, because it is related to the issue of the kingdom's political power.

In case the Gothic Kingdom is doing something messy, it is not worth the loss for other kingdoms.

At the same time, the status of this messenger should not be too low.

If it is regarded as a kind of contempt or even insult, then this is not something to joke about.

In short, in this situation, almost the entire atrium world was mobilized, because almost all kings and their lords had their own ideas.

Denmark and Burgundy may cry because they have a head-on conflict with the Goths.

As for Gitland, he even has a close attitude-after all, there are two royal families in their family who serve in the Gothic Kingdom.

As for Norway, to be honest, no one cares about this fierce kingdom to the north.

Anyone with a little discernment can see that it is in the vortex of crisis.

The generals under King Siegfried have Hevale, the only daughter of the former King Angentir, and in her hand is the symbol of the Kingdom of Norway: the magic sword Tyrfing.

If she wants, she can always brand the current king Gevarus as a false king who usurped power in public opinion, and then follow Siegfried to restore the kingdom.

On the other hand, before she starts to act, Gevarus will do everything possible to save himself.

Therefore, he must unite all forces that can be united.

Therefore, goodwill must be released to the Gothic Kingdom-even if it is far away.

"Anyway, there must be a lot of people coming by then."

The capital of the Gothic Kingdom: In the palace of Ravenna, King Dittmar is sitting in his study.

At this moment, his eyes are on the government affairs on his desk, including the taxation in the territory and the reports of some officials.

And these have obviously passed the first-level approval, because the name of the current palace minister Sivka has been painted on the lower right corner.

But at this moment, His Majesty the King's mind is obviously not on this.

He just stared at the letters on the table. These were replies from various kingdoms, and there were replies written by various kings on them.

However, it is worth mentioning that these letters were not approved by his court.

Even his palace minister didn't know about these things.

It was his personal Shield Maiden who was responsible for delivering the letters, and these things were obviously known only to him.

Finally, he took a deep breath.

Then, he turned his gaze to the door.

There, a gorgeous, beautiful woman was standing at the door.

She has the same hair color as Dittmar - white, but at the same time, her pupils have an unpleasant scarlet.

And more importantly, she is not human.

Because humans... No, it should be said that not even dwarves or giants have ram-like horns and bat-like wings like her.

This is a woman with a mysterious origin...

At the same time, she was leaning against the door, with a charming but ironic smile on the corner of her mouth.

"To be honest, you have been shrewd all your life, but in the end you fell into this kind of thing. This is something I didn't expect." She said

After hearing what the woman said, Dittmar couldn't help closing his eyes.

He seemed to be planning something.

Even, because he was suddenly poked at a sore spot, a trace of pain could not help appearing on his pale face.

However, the woman never seemed to see this.

She just took a step forward and walked in front of him with graceful steps.

Then, she held out her hand, as if to lift his jaw.

"Poor man, when he was about to reach the end of his life, he actually came to this step."

In Dittmar's sight, a flame even ignited between the woman's horns.

Facing the gaze of the old king, she approached slowly.

"Although there is a contract between us, Dittmar, if you are willing to give me the rest of your life now, then I will help you deal with your betrayed wife and palace minister, how?"

Her wings flapped, causing her to leap over the desk in an instant.

The woman's movements are extremely vigorous.

For her, such things as turning over a desk or something would naturally not be difficult.

Even, anyone who has studied gymnastics can do what she does.

But even so, Dittmar had to admit that every move of this woman was full of almost fatal temptation.

He has known her for a long time, but every time it can bring him a different sensory experience.

Even if he is old now.

But at this moment, the woman with horns, the demon, was kneeling on the desk, holding Dittmar's cheek in her hand.

"I'm different from those women you know. I won't betray you, and I won't harm that child, will I?"

She bent down, as if to press her plump body on Dittmar's body.

"It's that woman's child, that's your child, but... so why isn't it my child?"

Chapter 24: Once upon a contract

It was quiet in His Majesty's private study.

At this moment, the aged king and the glamorous demon stared at each other, their movements were extremely ambiguous, as if something would happen to them if they took one step closer.

However, the two of them maintained this posture, and no one made any further movements.

The woman seemed to be holding the man's face, while the man raised his head, as if his body was leaning against her plump and alluring body.

At this moment, perhaps no one would believe that this woman who seemed to have never appeared in the Gothic court was actually an old acquaintance of the king.

When the king was still a prince, he met this woman.

No one even believed that at this moment, King Dittmar was actually lost in thought.

Moreover, what he was thinking about was also related to them.

"How long have we known each other?"

In the end, His Majesty the King broke the silence, and the question he asked suddenly made the devil stunned.

She was a little confused at first, and she didn't know if it was because of the contract they maintained that King Dietmar's emotions were clearly conveyed to her.

Restless, tired.

At the same time, I was a little dazed.

Maybe it really has something to do with the contract and connection between them, these emotions linger in her heart.

But in the end, she was not disturbed by these emotions.

So, she once again showed that charming smile.

At the same time, her arm moved down and her fingers slid down his cheek.

neck, shoulders.

Finally, she poked his broad chest lightly with her fingers.

"Probably... more than 40 years."

Yes, over 40 years...

Even, it can be said that it is almost 50 years.

However, when the devil thought about the content carefully, she realized that she had made a ridiculous little mistake.

Because she found that she couldn't reflect the specific time in the first time.

This should be unforgivable to her.

But why is this?

Could it be because he had been asleep for a while?

After all, the reason why she fell into a deep sleep was because she absorbed part of her power into that 'embryo' more than 20 years ago.

Dietrich Dietmarsen...

The reason why the slim girl now has such power is related to her.

However, no one knows why.

But that's not the time to think about it now...

Soon, the demon threw all the messy thoughts out of his mind.

"At that time, you were just a thin little guy." She whispered.

At the same moment, the daemon's slender, pale fingers began to circle his chest.

"You are far less...strong than you are now, maybe you will die early."

"Yeah, I was too... thin at that time, and I was even framed and fed chronic poison."

In this way, with every word, Dittmar's somewhat aged brain finally started to function.

For him, the slightly distant memory is a little stiff, like a picture scroll that has been dusty for a long time.

But when it was fully unfolded, his consciousness was brought into the ancient scroll.

At that time, although Angnar defeated Yamguna, he successfully obtained the throne of the Gothic Kingdom through regular wars and duels.

However, the Valkyrie who promised to appear and give blessings and approval on behalf of the gods did not appear.

It was also because of this that Agnar, who had fought a battle with Yamguna and was severely injured, fell into a dilemma.

As one of the most powerful Gothic princes at that time, it seemed natural for him to ascend the throne, but it was hard to pry into people's hearts after all.

Dittmar still remembered the words his father said before he passed away in depression.

He said that he originally planned to use the approval of the Valkyrie Brunhilde to completely subdue the surrounding lords.

In fact, it was precisely because Brunhilde had appeared before and agreed with the struggle between Yamguna and Angnar that Angnar could let go of his worries.

Because any smart person knows that in this world, claims from the gods are more useful than blood.

However, Brunhilde did not appear.

Due to the disappearance of the Valkyrie, Angnar, who was seriously injured, had to face various affairs in the territory after he ascended the throne.

On the outside, there are Siegmund who is at the peak and the Volsung family he established, and on the inside, there are rebellions from various lords.

Although there are very few large-scale territorial melees, most of the lords have a feeling of self-respect.

And it's not just independence they crave.

For Angnar had taken the throne of the Gothic Kingdom by force, and had not received a claim from the gods.

Therefore, those lords also turned their attention to the seat under his ass.

Then, in this environment of fighting openly and secretly, Dittmar was born.