You and me under the world tree

Anyway, with all the great gods already expressing their views, it is impossible for King Dietmar to turn around directly in terms of public opinion and reputation.

In this case, if he directly stated that fact, it would only make the aggrieved a higher level for him.

Not because of anything else, because the human heart is like this.

When a person is honored, people will easily distinguish the stains on him that should not belong to him.

Even if someone laughs at this point, this voice will eventually be drowned out by his admirers.

At this time, most people seem to have a clear distinction between right and wrong, and even sympathize with him in this regard.

Although the glory is added to the body, the family is unfortunate.

Most people would think so.

However, once that person falls from the altar.

Don't talk about the point where everyone shouts and beats, even if you are lost to everyone, you will be laughed at in this regard.

Also because of this reason, even if such a situation occurs in the family, there will always be someone who chooses to conceal it or deal with it in a low-key manner.

Because once it is exposed to the public, it will inevitably implicate itself.

Maybe, because the morality is still there, the public will still blame the wrong side.

But the problem is that not everyone is willing to admit this kind of thing.

Because it's already a matter of dignity.

Choose, then, Dittmar.

Having considered almost all possible situations, Sifka couldn't help but look up at the aged king at this moment.

At this point, he was almost on the verge of laughing out loud.

If possible, he really wanted to release all the manic thoughts in his heart.

However, he can't do that.

Therefore, there are some words that he can only yell from the bottom of his heart.

So, choose!

After all, it is time to break the jar, expose everything, and then endure even greater humiliation and ridicule.

Or do you want to hide all of this and maintain this false self-esteem?

In fact, at this point, Sifka no longer cared about King Dietmar's choice.

Because no matter what, there is no chance of a comeback in this kind of thing.

Even if Dittmar broke the pot, it would not be a problem for Sifka.

Because for him, this is at most a little troublesome, having to deal with conflicts within the kingdom.

In any case, the oracle of the gods has come down, Dieter Heier is the chosen king, this is a constant fact.

Moreover, the current Sifka actually has a little crazy meaning.

For him who has suppressed resentment and anger in his heart for a long time, as long as King Dittmar shows pain now, he can accept no matter what the price is.

Because that's what he came for!

However, the facts still let him down after all.

I don't know if Dittmar is trying to maintain his last self-esteem, or because he knows what Sifka wants to see.

At this time, there was no superfluous expression on his slightly pale face.

anger……

This is inevitable, because he resents that his years of hard work and maintaining stability are still not as good as the prestige of the gods.

Since his father King Angnar came to the throne, the gods have long abandoned the Gothic Kingdom.

It was he who worked so hard to unify the whole Gothic territory and start a foreign war, which earned the Gothic reputation.

It was he who made the Gothic kingdom prosperous through a series of foreign plunders and treaties.

All of this was obviously done by him, but it was still not as good as a god.

"call……"

In the end, facing those people's suspicious and hostile gazes, King Dietmar finally shook his head.

To put it bluntly, he didn't want to make excuses for himself.

Because he knows who he is.

Although he brought prosperity and peace to the entire Gothic kingdom, he was not without his own ambitions.

After all, he is not that great, the premise of bringing this prosperity is: he is the king.

In order to stabilize his throne, he did indeed sit on such a little bit of anger and grievance.

So, so be it.

'Om'

At this moment, I don't know if it is an illusion.

In Sifka's eyes, the blood brilliance reflected in King Dietmar's eyes became more and more monstrous.

Immediately afterwards, the old king stretched out his hand and patted the prince next to him... no, it was the shoulder of Her Highness the Princess.

After all, there is no need to hide anything now.

"Detti." He called out, "Sorry for letting you see this kind of thing."

"Father..."

After hearing what her father said, Dietrich... Dietrich suddenly turned her head.

She wanted to say something, but saw Dittmar shook her head.

"Originally, I hoped that you could inherit the throne and lead Gothic to a higher level, but now it seems that I think too simple."

Then, he drew out the long sword hanging from his waist.

Then, he pointed at those people with a sword instead.

"I don't know exactly what's going to happen next, but there's one thing I want you to do."

So, what did you do?

"Remember these people, remember their deeds and faces, and see clearly what they are."

When he said this, King Dietmar suddenly laughed.

Maybe it's because of the accumulation of power in the past.

At this moment, other people's hearts suddenly felt uneasy.

Especially Wittig, who drew his sword because of his own sense of justice, who had never been Gothic and worked for His Royal Highness, suddenly clenched the holy sword of Mimonger in his hand.

He wanted to say something, but at this moment, what he saw was Dietrich's extremely disappointed eyes.

"Wittig," she said.

Perhaps it was finally unnecessary to pretend here, at this moment, Dietrich's voice was no longer that of the man they were familiar with before.

It's a female voice.

The voice seemed extremely clear, but it was full of coldness.

"I'm disappointed in you."

"Your Highness..."

When he saw Dietrich's scarlet eyes, Wittig subconsciously wanted to say something.

However, she shook her head.

"It was me who single-handedly lifted you up from a wandering warrior to your current status. I gave you your current status."

"I……"

At this moment, Wittig visibly wavered.

And after seeing Wittig's shaken expression, Sifka suddenly felt something bad in his heart.

So, he interrupted all this quickly and loudly.

"What are you talking about here! The gods are watching here! Everything we do is an act of justice!"

Perhaps it was because something from Sifka's mouth struck a chord with Wittig.

So at the end, he just shook his head.

"Your Highness, please catch him without a fight, so as to reduce casualties a little."

"Hahahahahaha!"

And at this moment, a sudden burst of laughter rang out.

Just as Dietrich was confronting the warrior who had been loyal to her wordlessly, a bold and unrestrained voice came.

Immediately afterwards, another warrior in armor came out.

He just sits there.

At the same time, he was holding the heavy sword Nagrin in one hand, and he was holding barbecued meat in his mouth.

And after swallowing the roast meat completely, he just laughed out loud.

However, this smile inexplicably made people feel such a trace of coolness.

"Wittig, why didn't I find out before?"

"Studas..."

"You are disgustingly hypocritical."

Chapter 37: Maybe it's family misfortune

hypocritical……

Just when he heard this word, Wittig felt that something in his heart was touched.

At this moment, his voice couldn't help but rise.

"No! I just..."

Almost instinctively, he wanted to justify something.

But when he raised his head, what he saw was Studus's angry face that was almost mocking.

"Just what? Do you think heroes should do justice?"

At this moment, Studus didn't give Wittig a chance to refute, he just said this in a tone that was almost mocking.

Even at the end, he couldn't help shaking his head.

"I only know one thing. If it wasn't for Your Highness, if it wasn't for Your Excellency Hiltebrand, you would still be just a wandering warrior. You have nothing but martial arts and excellent armor, but you can't use it."

At this moment, Studus directly beat Wittig as the kind of despicable villain who is useless and can only rely on others.

Although in fact, Studus did not say anything wrong, because no matter what, he was just a child of a reclusive blacksmith after all.

However, what Studus said seemed to Wittig to be a mockery.

So at this moment, his complexion couldn't help but sink.

"Even without them, I still have the time to stand out!"

"But you once swore your allegiance!"

At this moment, there seems to be no rapprochement between Studus and Wittig.

Although the weapons in their hands did not confront each other, they opened up a new round of battlefield in terms of words!

"Now, you have completely betrayed the loyalty you once praised!"

"I betrayed..."

Just as Studus roared loudly, Wittig couldn't help clenching the holy sword in his hand.