You and me under the world tree

She lost her child, she was threatened and taunted twice by two different people.

Coupled with the fire created by the turbulent fire, all these formed the lingering shadow in her heart.

Even later, she heard that her daughter listed Dieter Heier's child as the second prince.

And because of these shadows, she would not even step out of Ravenna.

She was afraid that someone still hated her secretly.

Perhaps a long time ago, she had disliked the noise of Ravenna.

She had indeed longed for a manor with beautiful mountains and rivers. If she followed her original personality, it would be strange not to live in a royal manor.

However, her head is still naturally in a normal state.

Although there is such a taste of hindsight, her daughter Dietrich and the soldiers loyal to her daughter do have strong combat effectiveness.

They are not only good at frontal combat, they can even travel freely in the jungle.

If you lived in the manor of the royal family, it would be like putting yourself on the chopping block, and there would be no chance to resist at that time.

Although as far as it is now, she won't have any chance to resist.

Although she didn't think about this at all, but for her now, the noise she didn't like very much has now become some kind of proof that she is alive.

Moreover, she did not dare to close her eyes.

Even though the silent night made her flustered, she didn't want to fall asleep early.

In this case, she would rather light a candle in the room, and see the guards stationed outside by the light and moonlight.

Seeing those guards stationed there like sculptures, she felt inexplicably relieved in her heart.

Even not far away, she could still see Wittig, the holy sword warrior who once protected her.

No one knew what Wittig was thinking at this moment, because he hadn't communicated with others since he proved his position with practical actions on the night of the coup.

But fortunately, he at least knows who is the most important person here.

Therefore, he did not refuse the task that Elmrich assigned to him - to protect the queen.

In fact, he could have been treated a little better.

It can't be said that they eat and live together, but at least he lives in the room next to Her Highness the Queen, which is more convenient for protection.

But I don't know what he did wrong. During this month, he just stood outside the door, standing guard with other guards.

Even, he only has three hours of sleep a day, and this conscientious attitude is like punishing himself. No one knows what he is thinking.

However, Otilia actually didn't care what he thought.

"call……"

Looking at the figure carrying the holy sword of Mimonger outside the window, Her Royal Highness just took a deep breath.

For her, as long as he is still standing there, as long as he is still performing his duties, then her safety can be guaranteed.

It's ridiculous to say that her safety should be protected by a warrior who relied on her daughter to make a name for herself, but that's the truth.

But just when she was thinking this way, she noticed something was wrong.

Not because of anything else, because at this moment, the surrounding sounds seemed to have completely disappeared.

The night is indeed silent, but it shouldn't be so.

I don't know if it's because she has been in a panic for the past month, but Otilia can't help but feel a lingering panic in her heart at this moment.

And this panic even has the intention to take root in my heart.

And just when she was looking around like a frightened bird, a burst of clear laughter like a silver bell sounded.

At first, it was as if a little girl was laughing.

But immediately, when the seductive charm came, the voice became meaningful.

"You're pretty clever, but is this a coincidence?"

Accompanied by this inquiry, what caught Otilia's eyes was a black figure.

But before she could see clearly, that figure ran towards her like this, and bumped into her arms.

Even, she was knocked back and leaned against the wall.

If she hadn't been half-sitting on the bed, she might have been knocked to the ground.

"What is it..."

What is it!

A touch of almost instinctive anger could not help but emerge from the bottom of her heart.

But before she could vent her anger, her words and voice stopped abruptly.

Because, she saw, it was Sifka who was now lying in her arms with a look of pain: her lover.

Why is he here?

Otilia knew he was awake, but she didn't know why he was here.

However, when she raised her head, what she saw was a pale-haired figure.

For a moment, she suddenly felt that her breathing gradually became difficult.

The brighter the woman smiled, the heavier her breathing became.

"As for me, I just want to tell a story here, but I don't like to tell it twice, so I just put you two listeners together~"

Accompanied by the sound like a beautiful melody, the white-haired woman just bent down.

"I think, you shouldn't give face?"

Just when the woman showed a bright smile, Otilia felt chills all over her body.

At this moment, her eyes were even subconsciously focused outside.

But at this moment, no one can save her.

The holy sword warrior outside the door seemed to be very close, but her voice could not be transmitted.

"You can try to make a sound ~ see if he can hear you."

Chapter 90: Long-term companionship

It was an extraordinary night.

The moon still hangs high in the sky, and Mani's cold radiance spreads on the ground.

The surrounding environment was so quiet that it was so quiet that one would think that nothing had changed.

But Wittig knew everything had changed.

During this month, almost everyone has their own concerns, and even he himself is no exception.

He feels like a machine, living every day mechanically.

He doesn't want to think because he feels tired.

He just took over the task of protecting Her Highness the Queen, and then stood here for a long time.

I don't know if it's because he grew up in the mountains in his childhood, or because he is an excellent fighter.

Even though he stood here for a month, even though he only had three to four hours of sleep a day, he didn't feel the slightest bit of sleepiness.

Even, he didn't feel any irritability about it in his heart.

Rather, if he wasn't standing here, if he was still living in the mansion Elmrich arranged for him, then he would feel uneasy.

As for why you feel uneasy, that is another extremely complicated matter.

Nostalgia, self-blame, all kinds of emotions.

And the incomparably complex emotions in Wittig's heart finally converged into this kind of behavior that was similar to self-punishment.

He dared not fall asleep, and even when he did, he forced himself to magically fall into the deepest sleep.

In the final analysis, it was because he didn't dare to sleep naturally, because he knew that he would start dreaming once he fell asleep naturally, and once he dreamed, the memories of the past would come to mind.

And once those memories surfaced in his mind, and even various states emerged through uncontrollable dreams, he didn't know what would happen to him.

However, perhaps it is because this approach to self-torture has come to an end.

Only a month later, he began to feel uneasy again.

Obviously he was still on guard, even using magic to keep himself awake.

However, his originally stable mood became uneasy again.

This uneasiness is not only revealed under his helmet, but even reflected in his movements.

At this moment, his standing posture, which was as firm as a sculpture, became loose, and even began to shake.

And this kind of action is naturally very conspicuous in the eyes of others.

Therefore, the other guards couldn't help but speak after hesitating for a moment:

"Lord Wittig."

Their names are extremely respectful.

Because compared to them, after all, Wittig is a warrior that the new regent should treat with courtesy.

Even, it is said that if it were not for his efforts, Her Highness the Queen would not have been able to survive the fire.

They didn't know what happened at that time, and they didn't understand Wittig's mood.

But in their eyes, Wittig is a dedicated warrior.

After all, they can't sleep for less than one arm a day, and spend the rest of the time standing guard.

The only free time is even less than ten minutes for eating...

He didn't look too proud, so these guards respected him from the bottom of their hearts.

In fact, it was precisely because of this that they were worried about his physical condition.

"If you feel sleepy, you can go to rest for a while."

After all, most people don't understand magic.

Because they are not qualified to connect to touch magic under normal circumstances.

For them, even if they can come into contact with these things from stories and legends passed down by word of mouth and books, it is really difficult for them to come into contact with any masters of magic.

Even, most of their understanding of magic is still on rubbing fireballs with bare hands.

The level of Wittig is something they can only look up to.

In this case, they subconsciously classified Wittig's performance as physical fitness.

Perhaps in their view, it is normal for a hero like Wittig to have extraordinary physical fitness.

However, even with excellent physical fitness, one month's support should be the limit, right?

When Wittig started to wobble over there, it was a natural thought in their minds.

However, what they don't know is that Wittig is not at the limit of his physical strength at all, but just a kind of psychological emotion.

"I am fine."

Almost subconsciously, he retorted directly.

Then, he moved his gaze to the room.

There, the lights had dimmed, and Her Royal Highness seemed to have fallen asleep.

As for what the interior is like, that has nothing to do with him.

Because he would never know that Her Royal Highness the Queen he was supposed to protect at this moment was suffering from life-threatening.

And in front of them was a certain sheep-headed monster who looked a bit pretentious, but all his actions seemed extremely natural.

Yes, monsters...

Although for both Sifka and Otilia, the iconic feature of white hair and red eyes is no longer a strange thing.

Because whether it was Dietmar, the former king, or Dietrich, who now ruled the city of Bean, they all had white hair and red eyes.