You and me under the world tree

Either they were shocked, or confused, and some even had the mentality of watching a movie.

At this moment, no one spoke, and no one scolded.

It wasn't until some courtiers in the Gothic court realized that they stood up instinctively.

"Sivka! What are you talking about!"

"Sivka! Are you crazy?!"

Some choose to be loyal to Wang Biao directly, while others sit on the sidelines.

Of course, that doesn't mean they'll watch the king make a fool of himself.

In fact, in their eyes, Sifka's current behavior as the palace minister is completely insane.

And the reason why they allowed him to talk nonsense here was because of King Dittmar's gradually gloomy expression.

There is no power at all in the palace, and the palace like duckweed is simply vulnerable to the king.

Even, there is no need to do it yourself, as long as the king gives an order, the surrounding guards will rush up and slash at this guy.

However, King Dittmar obviously wouldn't do that.

At this moment, he just narrowed his eyes, and the stressful sight just swept away.

"Do you know what you're talking about?" he began

"Of course I know!"

But this time, Sifka did not avert his gaze.

Against the involuntary fear in his heart, Sifka stared back.

But at this moment, what Dittmar saw in that undisguised gaze was hatred and anger.

That is the grievance accumulated for 20 years...

"Neither you, Dietmar, nor your child, Dietrich, you are not worthy to be the king of this Goth!"

Finally, he took a deep breath and said the words that were hidden in his heart and wanted to be said all this time.

"Dietrich has never been a child blessed by God, am I right?"

Facing Dittmar's gaze, Sifka roared like this.

But at this moment, someone finally couldn't help but refute:

"The miracle of the prince's birth is obvious to all. The god-given city on the border: Be'an is the proof. This is naturally a blessing from the gods!"

Although he didn't care who said this, Sivka couldn't help laughing after hearing this.

"Totally stupid."

Without even looking at the courtier who spoke, Sifka directly responded with these words.

From the beginning to the end, his eyes were fixed on the aged Dittmar.

"You people have been deceived, this is nothing more than Dittmar's blindfold!"

Bean, the city of godsend?

How ridiculous!

"That's just a city that was artificially built at the cost of all the residents of several villages after spending a lot of time!"

'boom'

These words exploded directly on the spot like a deep-water bomb.

In an instant, the entire scene of the birthday party became noisy.

"what?"

Chapter 34: The Meteor Comes to Life

At the moment when Sivka directly disclosed the heavy secret history on the spot, the originally orderly palace banquet directly turned into a mess.

It wasn't just those young people, who were not even divided into camps, those present suddenly started to become noisy because of this incident.

"What the hell is Sivka talking about?"

"How could this be?"

"What did he know?"

"Why doesn't Your Majesty refute this matter?"

"Your Majesty's expression doesn't seem to be surprised, not even angry."

Because of various mentalities, after this brief quarrel, many people's spiritual balance has been inclined.

This is not only a hidden danger within the Gothic Kingdom, but also a contradiction between this seemingly powerful kingdom and its surroundings.

However, even at this time, no one dared to question the aged king face to face.

Even at this moment, the old king had closed his eyes, and the young prince beside him was frowning, but no one dared to hit their heads.

Not because of anything else, because both King Dietermar and Prince Dietrich were known for killing.

When he was young, King Dietmar started a war because of a disagreement, and even slaughtered all those who opposed him in one go.

And Dietrich didn't even pay attention to the Valkyrie, and even drew his sword at the women who represented the will of the gods when the Valkyrie came forward to mediate.

And for those people around, they dare not ask questions at such a close distance.

After all, what if there is something hidden in this incident, and the result is that the old and the young go crazy and cut them off with their swords?

After all, this world is a world that advocates individual heroism, and heroes who are good at martial arts, wizards who are proficient in magic, etc., such existences can even be infinitely improved in terms of combat effectiveness.

Not to mention what role it can play on the battlefield.

But in fact, as long as Dietmar and Dietrich think about it, it is obvious that they want to take the life of the young bird.

Because everyone can see through this, so at this moment, no one is willing to be this early bird.

Except for one person...

"Sifka, do you know what you're talking about?"

Just when everyone remained silent, the early bird just jumped out.

He is Wittig, the number one warrior under the command of the prince.

At this moment, although he was wearing the armor made by his father, the sword Mimonger was not in his hand.

And at this moment, his eyes were fixed on Sivka, as if he wanted to cut him open completely.

"It's hard for me to imagine that these words actually came from your mouth."

In fact, Wittig still has a good impression of Sifka.

Although Sifka himself is a little older in terms of age, and he is not a warrior, he once showed his loyalty in front of Wittig.

"You once said that you will dedicate everything to the Gothic Kingdom, and you must let your talents shine in this land and in this court."

"Yes, I did say so."

Meeting Wittig's gaze, Sifka nodded.

At this moment, there was no hesitation or retreat on his thin face.

It seems that at this moment, the wish he once said has not changed.

"Until now, I also think so, because I have lived in Goth since I was a child, and it is inevitable to have feelings for this land!" Sivka roared

Maybe it's showing the truth, maybe it's acting.

At this moment, no one can figure out Sifka's state of mind.

In fact, even Sivka himself is the same.

Maybe he could be a little more graceful.

However, whenever the shadows in his mind lingered, unstoppable anger surged in his heart.

"However, my allegiance is definitely not to this tyrant... this bastard who slaughtered villages in order to kill people!"

Finally, Sifka looked away from Wittig directly.

He looked at the aged king again.

"Once upon a time, in order to forge miracles and prove the legitimacy of your children, you covered that area with magic, and secretly sent people to build the city of Beian, and then left behind 'for the future hero Dietrich' words, but in the end, in order to conceal this matter from being exposed, you put those trustees on the spot

Kill all your people!Then, in order to avoid suspicion, you completely slaughtered the surrounding villages!Even a fire directly burned it! ! "

Accusing King Dittmar of the past atrocities, Sifka gritted his teeth tightly.

But at the end, he burst out laughing.

This smile is extremely distorted.

"Anyway, the land of Gothic has never been peaceful. Although it is not as good as the eastern plains before the Iron Forest, there are still monsters and giants roaming around. Although the giants in the Jura Mountains are almost extinct because of the settlement of the Netherlands, there is no one. Dare to say they just disappeared, so just throw the blame on them."

looting...

"Someone finds out that it's a giant robbery, and it's over. Anyway, this kind of thing has always been dead without proof!"

Because there is no evidence, what Dittmar said is the absolute truth.

There is no conspiracy, and no sign of faux pas.

Bei'an City is a city bestowed by God!

At the time, everyone thought so!

"However, you didn't expect that there was a child in the village you slaughtered, who escaped death, avoided everyone's pursuit, and was finally taken in, and then taught by the gods himself!"

Who was the child who escaped death?

This kind of thing is self-evident.

"I have been patient, desperately learning what I can learn, learning magic and martial arts, and finally changing my identity to come before you and win your appreciation. Everything I have is for now!"

In the end, Sivka was the first to pull out the saber hanging from his waist.

But at the moment he drew his sword, Dietrich had an almost instinctive reaction.

His Royal Highness also wanted to draw his sword, but at this moment, an extremely sharp warrior's sword stopped in front of her.

That is the Holy Sword Mimonger, which has the effect of breaking any supernatural power...

At the moment when he saw the holy sword, Dietrich couldn't help showing a look of astonishment.

Immediately afterwards, she cast her gaze on the number one warrior who drew his sword.

At this moment, she suddenly felt a little unbelievable.

Even, a sense of irritability emerged from the bottom of my heart.

"Wittig! What are you doing!" she growled

However, the warrior with a strong sense of justice shook his head.

"Sorry, Your Highness, I just want an explanation."

Immediately afterwards, Wittig turned his attention to His Majesty the Gothic King.

From the very beginning, King Dittmar kept his eyes closed, as if he was resting with his eyes closed.

However, no one actually knew what he was thinking.

"Your Majesty, can you give an explanation for what Sivka said?"

Perhaps, for Wittig, it was a sign of loyalty to remain restrained after hearing about such atrocities.

And because Wittig had already become the first bird, at this moment, almost everyone turned their attention to the king with his eyes closed.

They seemed to want an answer, but they couldn't help having doubts about the aloof Gothic king.

And at this moment, Dittmar finally opened his eyes.

"Well done, Sifka," he said.

Immediately afterwards, his slightly cold eyes looked around, and even focused on Wittig.

"So, you'd rather believe this young man's story than I've brought peace and prosperity to Goth, right?"