You and me under the world tree

Even at the end, she stretched out her hand involuntarily, and gently picked up the map.

No one stopped her, and she just held the map in front of her eyes.

At the same time, her eyes kept wandering over the marks on the map.

This is a map of the Gothic Kingdom. Although it is not for military use, the names of some important towns are marked on it.

But now, Dietrich's gaze circled around the two names marked above.

The royal city of Ravenna...

This is the capital of the Gothic Kingdom since ancient times, and it has recorded almost all the events of the Gothic Kingdom since its establishment.

How many people play tricks, fight openly and secretly just to sit in that chair inside?

Now, however, it is under the rule of the so-called Prince Regent Elmrich.

As for the other city, it belongs to her: Be'an, the city bestowed by God.

The border city she ruled radiated out from the center of her ruling territory, which actually occupied most of the Gothic land.

For the current Dietrich, as long as she wants, it doesn't matter if she doesn't fight, because she can completely push Elmrich's power with her army.

Yes, that is the case.

Whether it is the quality of the army, logistics, or even the quantity of high-end combat power, the 'prince's power' to which Bei'an City belongs is far stronger than the so-called regent's power.

As things stand now, Elmrich is barely alive.

That man, her uncle, has now reached a point of no return, and maintaining the status of the regent is only out of a strong desire to survive.

Because he knew that even if his current 'leader' surrendered, there would not be any good results.

The cruelty of court struggles has always been tacit.

And once he surrendered, of course he himself would not be able to live, and none of the people related to him would be able to escape.

As far as the current situation is concerned, the triumphal blade of the prince of victory is already hanging over his head. As long as she wants to, she will completely destroy everything that Elmrich has accumulated so far at any time.

Yes, all it takes is a thought and an idea of ​​hers.

Thinking of this, she couldn't help but squeeze the map tightly.

The parchment on which the Gothic map was drawn was crumpled by her. She really wanted to do this, and that desire lingered in her heart till now.

Trample him, trample that man, and the woman who betrayed his father.

Whether it's her uncle Elmrich or her mother on the blood level, she no longer has any sympathy or closeness in her heart.

Some just have intense hatred.

And more importantly, she can be sure that she can do better than that guy.

If she was guarding the eastern defense line by herself, let alone a monster attacking the defense line, even if the so-called God's Whip came personally, she would still have the confidence to repel him head-on.

In an instant, various complicated thoughts emerged in Dietrich's mind.

Even at this moment, she didn't know what kind of emotions and thoughts this strong impulse in her heart came from.

Is it pure revenge?

Or is it really for innocent residents like the small town of Rendal?

"call……"

Finally, after taking a deep breath, those intense thoughts and impulses in her heart completely calmed down.

Immediately afterwards, the impulsive thoughts lingering in my heart dissipated.

Even though there was still a residue, she had to completely suppress it.

Not because of anything else, because now is not the time.

Yes, far from the time...

"My matter is not so easy to solve. If I get rid of Elmrich now, it means that I have to face the 'God's Whip'." She said, "The God's Whip is the God King's child."

"Ok?"

At this moment, Hela suddenly made a sound.

She was not interested in these things, so she kept paying attention to the situation of wild boar meat and vegetable soup.

However, when Dietrich talked about certain things, she immediately turned her eyes away.

"What did you say before? The son of that bad old man?"

"To be precise, it's a pawn, right? That's how the outside world spreads it."

Seeing that Hela's eyes were turning around and she seemed to have some new ideas, Huo De couldn't help but speak.

"For the gods, the pattern of the atrium world must abide by certain rules. If you want to do something, I still advise you to give up. After all, as far as the moment is concerned, he is the king of the gods."

This is not Hodder talking nonsense there, but the fact.

Because he still remembered that at the celebration, King Etzel traveled thousands of miles to "congratulate", and while bringing those magical beast cubs who were completely hindering the logistics of the Netherlands, he also brought a pair of opponents. The guy who has plans: Hermod, the envoy of God.

If Etzel was kept in the dark from the beginning to the end, Huo De would not believe it, after all, the Valkyrie still controls the public opinion in the human world.

Although he will not take the lead, he will definitely stand up and refute rumors as soon as possible in the face of certain unwarranted things.

After all, the identity of the "Son of the God King" is too sensitive, and if it is not handled properly, it may even affect the belief and worship of the gods.

"To a certain extent, his existence even once symbolized the will of the gods, which is why he has the title of 'God's Whip'."

"So he's strong?"

"That's not the point."

"I do not mind."

Almost at the same time, Hodder and Dietrich spoke.

And at the moment when their voices sounded at the same time, they were so surprised that they even looked at each other for a while.

It's a little embarrassing.

"Well, in short, strength is not the key point, and you should not use pure personal strength to measure things in this aspect. His existence can even help stabilize the chaotic eastern situation in Midgard, and as long as he exists, God It’s not that easy to switch to a ‘substitute fight’.”

These words are actually easy to understand, because they are so simple.

However, there is a lingering prerequisite behind this 'simpleness', which is to understand the situation of the entire Midgard.

Even, he himself is one of them.

That is, the weak...

Technology, wisdom, strategy.

From the very beginning, these have been the prerogatives of the weak.

As a strong man, Hela, who relied on strong means to rule the realm of death, seemed a little dazed for a while.

With her wisdom, as long as she thinks about it, she can roughly understand it.

However, she still couldn't help curling her lips:

"Why are you bothering so much?"

"Because this is the reality. If I was strong enough, I would have entered God's Domain alone. There is no need to be so distressed."

Howard said calmly.

"Because of being weak, and because there is no way to deal with this terrible situation alone, I have to use my brain. If you want to defeat the strong as the weak, you always need some 'methods'."

Chapter 8: The gods were once humble

The strong are born with power, and they have personal power far exceeding that of the weak.

If they can use their strength to solve all the troubles, then of course they won't use their brains, because using their brains to think about things and lay them out layer by layer is definitely a troublesome and embarrassing thing.

And Hodder has a certain experience and experience in this regard.

Defeating the strong with the weak, defeating the enemy with a surprise strategy when no one expected it, these are all the results of using the brain to think.

"Because pure punching and kicking can't beat and kill the strong, the weak will start to sharpen their weapons. Because pure violence is not worth mentioning in front of mysterious forces, they will want to learn magic. To put it bluntly, this strategy is just one of them. It's just a part of it."

If the strong can punch the head of the weak and directly destroy the opponent's spirit, will and soul, then they will never think of other methods.

But the weak are different.

"In order to defeat the strong, the weak have to choose other methods to protect themselves, and the ideas and knowledge in the brain must naturally be mobilized."

In order to resist the strong, the weak will naturally use everything.

"Build cliques, create clans, choose to win over comrades-in-arms, practice martial arts, polish weapons, and even obtain special powers that you don't have from some special places. The weak will lay out layers and strive for everything that is beneficial to them."

Whether it is strengthening oneself or creating a situation that is beneficial to oneself, these are the things that the weak must do.

However, this kind of thing that is taken for granted by the weak seems a bit boring in the eyes of the strong.

At least in Hela's eyes.

"Too much trouble," she muttered.

Although this kind of statement sounds a bit awkward, even in the eyes of a considerable number of wise men, it is a stupid statement.

However, perhaps this is in line with Hela's character.

After all, she had never experienced a situation where she had almost nothing and could only rely on her head.

Not even a little bit.

Probably even wandering alone in the Nether Kingdom, even though she experienced the pain at that time, it seems that the process of mastering the Nether Kingdom did not use the so-called 'strategy'.

After all, how is it possible to use strategy?

Most of the dead in the Nether Kingdom are human dead, and the strong among them are picked away by the gods.

Hela directly gave up her identity as a living person and turned into a dead person. Even though she was just a little girl, few people could beat her with a fist.

"It's normal that you don't understand. After all, judging from your open and secret fight with that bad old man, you are completely suppressed and beaten, and those dark wizards who want to dedicate the souls of the dead to you are not good enough."

"Tsk..."

After hearing Huo De's words, Hela's expression suddenly showed a hint of displeasure.

After all, the man's words did hit his sore spot directly.

After all, since she took control of the Nether Kingdom, she has tried her best to disgust and take revenge on those guys in the sky.

She took away Asgard's "back garden", and Odin sent the Valkyrie back to the world to expand his power, and obtained the heroic soul of the strong by guiding heroes.

And it is not easy for her to extend her hand to the world. From the beginning to the present, those black wizards who regard her as the sole ruler of the netherworld have not achieved much.

In this regard, it can be said to be a complete failure.

But even so, Hila was still a little unconvinced.

"How long have those gods run the world..."

"Then is there any order in your Nether Kingdom?"

"..."

"I didn't mean to be sarcastic."

Seeing that Hela's expression darkened at a speed visible to the naked eye, Huo De couldn't help but add.

"After all, Dietrich and I are mortals, living beings, and we haven't even crossed the northern sea to Niflheim."

However, Hela couldn't answer Huo De's seemingly random question.

So in the end, she chose to shut up.

However, that man seemed to have pushed his nose on his face.

Just when she wanted to skip this topic directly, he spoke again:

"Do you know the gap between you and that bad old man? It's in this cognition."

"..."

"Your mentality is like those of the new generation of gods, lacking specific cognition, because there are creatures that are weaker than yourself, so you have never experienced such a desperate situation like human beings."

There are some things that only the creatures living at the bottom can understand.