You and me under the world tree

As the prince appointed by Angnar to inherit the power at that time, he was destined to face various difficulties from the moment he came into the world.

The queen mother died of dystocia, and the king and father lived in dire straits, and ultimately failed to complete the great cause of truly unifying the Goths.

As Agnar's child, Dittmar would encounter various assassinations since he was a child.

There are those who are aboveboard and sneak into the palace with a knife, and there are also those who poison.

Even at that time, Dittmar couldn't even trust the maids around her.

He was frail and sick, and he was tortured by chronic poison. It was in such a situation that he met this beautiful woman in front of him.

It was this woman, the demon, who offered him a deal.

This was also his first opportunity.

"I can give you strength, strength that is powerful enough to subvert your current situation."

At the beginning, the woman said so.

"However, in exchange, when you want to hand over your life to me continuously."

At the time, the young Dittmar had no choice.

So, he agreed to that deal.

In the end, the young prince turned white overnight, and he seemed to awaken his talent for magic in an instant.

Immediately afterwards, everything around was burned with flames, and finally the current Gothic Kingdom was flattened and unified by force.

Thinking of this, Dittmar couldn't help feeling a touch of nostalgia in his heart.

At the same time, he couldn't help but raised his head and looked at the woman, the demon, in front of him again.

"Maybe you don't believe it, but I actually miss the time when we first met and cooperated." He said

And just as he said that, a surprised expression appeared on the demon's face.

But, it was only for a moment.

Then, she laughed.

It was still the kind of smile that looked gorgeous, but inexplicably gave people a sense of falsehood.

"Actually, I miss it too, Dittmar."

Of course, if this woman has human feelings, it should be regarded as decades of friendship between them.

Even, because of mutual support and cooperation all the time, theoretically speaking, they can even establish an intimate connection beyond friendship.

However, Dittmar knew very well that this woman was not human.

There is no empathy between her and humans.

She won't love anyone, she won't have any friends.

When he was young, Dittmar had indeed fallen in love with her, and the white-haired prince who had nothing even tried his best to treat her well.

However, this is of no use.

In the end, he himself gave up.

"That's it, I won't break our contract, Mehmet..."

His Majesty the King stretched out his hand.

His hand passed through the demon's body easily, and then waved lightly.

Like smoke and dust, the illusion that only he could see dissipated.

At the same time, a strange blood glow appeared in the king's eyes.

Chapter 25: This child is nothing like Dietrich

In fact, Dittmar was the only one in this study from beginning to end.

Not to mention for now, the door of the study is closed.

Even if a maid passed by occasionally, or someone accidentally opened the door of the study, they couldn't see anything unusual.

At most, it was just seeing the aged His Majesty the King looking up at the ceiling.

This is not because of anything else, because the demon Mehmet belongs to him alone.

To put it simply, that woman is a phantom that only he can see, an image that only exists in his own mind.

As for why, it is related to the way she exists - she has no entity.

There was nothing here to support her existence—except Dittmar.

It can be said that for the current Mehmet, the Gothic Ditmar is the only proof of her existence and her only contractor.

Her situation was embarrassing after all.

Because if she doesn't rely on Dittmar, the carrier that continuously supplies her with vitality, she may not even be able to exert her own strength.

However, at this point, these are not important anymore.

"call……"

In the study, the king just took a deep breath.

At that moment, he just felt extremely tired.

Even, for this reason, he leaned his body completely on the chair.

At this moment, the old king seemed to be completely covered by the thick and gorgeous shawl, and the crown, which symbolized Gothic supremacy, seemed extremely heavy.

Sometimes Dittmar even wanted to take it off.

But what about taking it off?

He had no way out.

Do not……

After this idea involuntarily appeared in his mind, Dittmar quickly shook off this idea from his mind.

Because he knew that he could no longer separate himself from the throne he was sitting on.

It is the current situation that affects the whole body.

In the past, he gave everything to unify the Goths and protect his court.

Make a contract with the devil, make a killing, and kill if there is a disagreement.

When he was young, he forcibly suppressed the gradually restless territory with bloody methods that were almost terrifying, and then forcibly unified the Goths through war.

Although the stability in the territory was maintained, it also brought prosperity to the people.

However, he himself had no way out.

Today, the reason why he is still on the throne is because of the residual prestige of his youth.

At the same time, he also had a good daughter.

Well, there is no better child than her.

Thinking of this, perhaps because of the thought of the queen and courtiers who betrayed him, his mood inevitably fluctuated.

Even, his sanity is showing signs of collapsing at this moment.

At this moment, a strange flame even ignited in his hand.

Although it was burning, it looked no different from ordinary flames, but it didn't have any warmth at all.

If there were other people here, they would feel the coldness and chaos in the flames.

Perhaps, what this fire symbolizes is His Majesty's chaotic mood.

But at this moment, Dittmar himself could no longer care about the abnormality that appeared on his body.

He just clenched his fists tightly and let the flames flow on him.

He wanted to try his best to suppress the anger and anxiety in his heart, because he couldn't expose his thoughts and emotions.

But at this moment, the illusory shadow of a demon appeared behind him.

She bent down and leaned her plump body against his back.

The almost pale white arms wrapped around his neck, as if wrapping his arms around his neck.

Immediately afterwards, Dittmar heard her voice hovering.

"Since you are angry, why hide it?"

"How about letting it all out?"

"Let those people see that your anger is not something anyone can bear."

Mehmet's voice is filled with a certain kind of allure, which can drive ordinary people to completely break the blockade of reason and completely release the desire in their hearts.

Theoretically, that should be the case...

But it's a pity that the man sitting at the desk is already used to this.

For him in the past, enduring Mehmet's words that seemed to arouse the desire in his heart, maintaining rationality and calmness, this kind of thing can be said to be commonplace.

And because of this reason, his will and spirit can be said to have been tempered.

He can be angry and let his emotions explode out of control within seconds.

However, he will never let his emotions affect his decisions, let alone those around him.

Even because of his emotional outburst, the demonic flame in his body would emerge.

But by now, he had been able to control it.

It will not let it explode, let alone destroy the surrounding environment.

Even, at this point, Mehmet's temptation is more like some kind of switch.

This switch connects directly to his spirit and will, which then fully reinforces it.

As long as it is what she said, then absolutely not do it...

This cognition has long been deeply ingrained in Dittmar's cognition.

So in the end, he didn't say anything, but took a deep breath.

"For human beings, endless desires and unlimited selfish desires are terrible things." Dittmar said

At this moment, the old king just clenched his fist, and then, he seemed to regain his sanity in an instant.

The anger in his heart was completely suppressed by his strong will and spirit.

"This is something you haven't been able to understand until now, Mehmet."

Finally, he got up directly from his seat.

At this moment, his originally curled up body completely straightened up.

For now, at least, he's still moving, and he's still incredibly healthy in terms of performance.

"Speaking of which, I once wanted to teach you the human way of life."

Facing Mehmet's slightly astonished gaze, Dittmar let out a sigh.

But at this moment, he didn't look back.

Perhaps because he feels that he has no way to see Mehmet now, Dittmar has no intention of turning back at this moment.

He just stood where he was, talking about his previous wish in a tone that sounded like an exclamation.

"I wanted to tell you all this, but...maybe my teaching level is not good enough, you haven't changed anything until the end."

Then, Ditmar Wang Huanhuan stretched out his hand, he grabbed his shawl, and then straightened his position.

Under the gaze of the demon Mehmet, he left his study directly.

'patta'

With the sound of the wooden door closing, the shadow of the devil in the study gradually dissipated.

At the same time, when King Dietmar came to the corridor of the palace and faced the maids, he turned back into His Majesty the king who made it impossible to see the mood of the city.

His movements were swift and swift, and with his movements, the gorgeous shawl was also brought up.