You and me under the world tree

Chapter 96: Do you know Sigurd?

Maybe this kind of statement is indeed so strange, but for Princess Hilda from Iceland, the distance on the map is extremely far away, and even the palace of the Skywrath King City on the northern peninsula makes her feel extremely comfortable.

Because she is quite familiar with this place.

Not to mention the antechamber full of Dutch political amorous feelings, she can wander freely in the apse, which is a private living area, with her eyes closed.

Even, she knows exactly what kind of structure is in each room and what kind of furnishings are inside—if there is no modification at will.

Don't ask her how she knows, it's just boring.

However, if you want to say where her favorite layout is, it is naturally the courtyard.

Although the interior furnishings of the room reflect the dwarves' unique superb and practical aesthetics, such things can be copied after all.

But here, only the courtyard cannot be replicated.

Although both Hilda and her father Gripal have their own unique understanding of magic, the courtyard of the Skywrath Royal Family cannot be replicated by pure magic after all.

Because there is a plant that is unique in the world and even more precious than the great rose garden in Burgundy: Barnstock, the tree of children.

No one knows what kind of tree this tree is, and no one knows if there is anything special about this tree.

Superficially, the tree is only an approximation to the oak.

Legend has it that when the demigod Xiji, the son of Odin, was demoted to the mortal world and started his life as a mortal again, he planted this seedling on this land.

And with this seedling named 'Barnstock' as the center, the original Kingdom of the Netherlands was established.

It can be said that this seedling has witnessed the rise of the legendary God of War clan in this land and a series of subsequent conspiracies and struggles.

In the end, with the return of the descendants of the Ilfin tribe and the Volsong tribe, it has become an incomparable towering giant tree.

"call……"

Lie down comfortably under the Children's Tree, Hilda breathed a sigh of relief.

At this moment, she first turned her head slightly and stared at the lines on the trunk, and then she raised her head to stare at the dense leaves that seemed to have never changed.

With the Children's Tree as the center, the garden combined with the advanced aesthetics of the dwarves is naturally fresh and sweet, and any bard will definitely feel emotional about it.

But Hilda didn't have any idea about it. She just thought that the tree was very tall, and the spots of sunlight shining through the shade of the tree were very beautiful.

And more importantly, here, she felt as if she could put aside all her troubles.

"I always feel like I can take a good nap here."

She yawned.

"Sleep." Siegfried said.

He was used to it after all.

Moreover, he could understand Hilda's relaxed mood at the moment.

Not to mention himself, even his always vigilant uncle had the habit of taking a nap under Barnstock.

And, without knowing why, he always felt that this tree always had a special magic power, and he always felt at ease under the shelter of its shade.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but glanced at the end of the courtyard - the stairs and the front hall that could be seen below.

But at this moment, the girl who was leaning comfortably on the tree trunk suddenly stood up.

"hiss……"

At this moment, Hilda just circled around Barnstock and took a closer look.

"Your sword is gone?"

"Well, Gulam was taken away by his uncle, and he said he had something to deal with."

"what's up?"

"What else can happen, the secret of that sword is terrible, whether it is its history... or other things."

Having said that, Siegfried paused for a moment, and then he turned his attention to Hilda.

"Do you still remember what happened in the northern waters? We met the horse-shaped water monster...but to be honest, my memory of that aspect is not very impressive."

In fact, looking at Siegfried's not-so-long traveling life, the early encounters in the northern seas can be regarded as a kind of black history.

Especially when combined with the messy things he encountered after he ascended the throne, this is even more funny.

He thought that his uncle was so cold without authorization, made up a lot of things without authorization, and even fell into a state of self-loathing.

And it was at that time that a certain special existence appeared.

"You mean..."

"Well, it's him."

Before Hilda could say the name, Siegfried nodded.

At the same time, he seemed to have changed to a more comfortable posture, but his eyes were looking directly at the sky through the shade of the trees.

"My uncle went to investigate these."

Immediately afterwards, Siegfried couldn't help stretching out his hand and scratching his head.

At this moment, he suddenly felt his head swell.

And in the final analysis, this is because he is confused about it.

Who is that man?

Why can he also claim to be the descendant of the Volsung clan?

The Volsung family was established by his father Siegmund, and there are only two generations in his generation.

"To be honest, I'm quite depressed." He said, "Uncle, he seems to have a clue about this, but I still don't know... It must have something to do with me."

But at this moment, before he finished speaking, the sound of hurried footsteps came from the bottom of the stairs.

It's not metal boots... This means that the person coming is not the Skywrath Guard, so it should be...

"His Majesty!"

Just when Siegfried narrowed his eyes slightly, Hagen directly broke into the courtyard.

He also thought that Siegfried might be deep in the inner temple, so he opened his voice very openly.

But before he could shout a few words, he found that tall man in a fur shawl sitting under the shade of a tree.

"what……"

However, what really surprised him was that Hilda was also there.

So all of a sudden, the mixed-race warrior didn't know how to speak.

"Your Majesty...this..."

"Say, what's the matter?"

"A messenger from Burgundy is visiting."

Under Siegfried's gaze, Hagen finally said in a tone that resembled a broken can.

"It is...His Royal Highness Krimhild."

Just after hearing this name, Siegfried couldn't help frowning.

At the same time, Hilda also showed a subtle expression.

"Should I avoid it?"

"You can do whatever you want."

What exceeded her expectations was that Siegfried's attitude was much calmer than she had imagined.

There was nothing sneaky or embarrassing, he was aboveboard and had a clear conscience.

"You can even go with me. Anyway, it's okay. It's okay to say that you are here to play, and it's completely fine to talk about trade between the two countries."

"Uh……"

"Actually, I'm a little bored, too?"

"Bored of what?"

"I'm tired of being sneaky," he whispered

In front of the palace minister Hagen, he naturally took Hilda's hand.

"Ah...this."

At first, Her Highness the Princess didn't react, but after realizing something, she suddenly became incoherent.

"I... no, I..."

She suddenly cast her gaze on the only outsider present: Hagen.

At the same time, the palace minister couldn't help laughing.

"I have arranged for His Royal Highness Krimhild to wait, and His Majesty and His Royal Highness Hilda can go at any time."

…………

On the other side, in the palace at the peak of Xendal.

Huo De still didn't know what kind of attitude his disciple used to resolve some kind of Shura field that might exist, he just thought about Brunhilde's matter.

To be honest, for now, there are still too many mysteries that have not been solved.

Thinking of this, he once again took out the legendary holy sword of wrath, and then lightly stroked the wooden hilt and the sword body of god iron.

Then flick it lightly.

Suddenly, the sound of metal began to echo here.

"I have one more question, Ms. Hella."

"Is it still about Brunhilde?"

"Yes...but this is the last question."

"what?"

"Excuse me... Is there a warrior named Sigurd in Brunhilde's memory?"

Chapter 97: The Man of Wrath

Sigurd...

When Huo De heard the name from Siegfried, doubts about this remained in his heart.

What is the origin of this guy?

Why does he exist at the same time as Siegfried?

You know, in the legend, he has long been identified as a character with the same origin as Siegfried but different.

He and Siegfried have a similar background, even the same father, and their deeds of slaying dragons are almost exactly the same, but their life trajectories are very different.

In fact, because of the appearance of Siegfried, Hodder even believes that the last hero described in the traditional "Volsung Saga" should never appear again.

As a result, reality gave him a slap in the face.

If we can still think of it as a "screenwriter" in the past, which has been brainstormed hundreds of times in his mind, when the so-called "Nine Realms" has become a reality, we have to think about it all from the beginning .

But unfortunately, due to lack of information, he has never figured out the reason for Sigurd's existence.

Forcibly performing deduction or something, he has done this kind of thing.

And as far as the current situation shows, maybe Sigurd and Siegfried are indeed inextricably linked?

It's like the possible relationship between Hilda and Brunhilde.

That's all he guessed now, but after guessing, he couldn't help but pull on Brunhilde who had already left.

Who made them a pair in the legend?

Hodder just wants to try it now, and if he guesses right, he will know about Sigurd.

If he can't guess, this kind of doubt will linger in his heart, leading him to another mystery that may reveal some terrible truth.

"Sigurd?"