You and me under the world tree

Finally, the light disappeared.

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afternoon everyone!

Chapter 38: The Girl I Love

At this moment, the light in Krimhild's beautiful large eyes completely disappeared.

Her small mouth opened and closed, but no sound came out.

In fact, she wanted to say something, but didn't know where to start.

Therefore, for a moment, she could only freeze in place, even forgetting to breathe.

It wasn't until a certain moment later that she began to breathe heavily.

For her, every breath was extremely heavy, and although she would not faint, she did take two steps back.

And that shaky appearance couldn't help but make Siegfried speak:

"Miss Krimhild."

He couldn't help stretching out his hand, and even stepped out.

And this action couldn't help but make Krimhild's beautiful eyes widen.

She just stared at Siegfried's outstretched hand, as if expecting something else to unfold.

However, the princess who was intoxicated in her own imagination did not realize that this was just an ordinary performance of the most basic ordinary people.

It's like when he saw a passing grandfather or a child wobbling and unable to stand still, he would lend a helping hand.

For him, Krimhild was never a special woman, let alone the only one.

The so-called tenderness in Krimhild's eyes is just his normal performance.

Therefore, under the eyes of Her Royal Highness who still had some expectations, Siegfried finally withdrew his hand.

Although he looked a little stiff, he reached out and patted his large king's cloak.

In fact, he's done as far as he goes.

No matter how lovable Krimhild's performance is, he should not do too much.

Even, if he was willing to be more ruthless, you shouldn't subconsciously reach out before.

To put it bluntly, it wasn't that he couldn't let go of the beauty Krimhild, but he was just worried that she would be wobbly and accidentally fall.

After all, adults are no better than those soft-bodied children, let alone she is wearing a long skirt.

If something happened to her accidentally, not to mention the physical damage, the entire court would be disturbed.

If you are not careful, you will cause some diplomatic troubles.

But of course, the Netherlands is not afraid of war now.

Even, to some extent, the current Netherlands... to be precise, the court of the Netherlands is still looking forward to a war.

Including himself.

However, as a king, he must not leave any negative handles.

Thinking of this, Siegfried couldn't help lowering his head, he stared at the ground, and a touch of helplessness and mockery appeared on his face.

This kind of mockery is not aimed at anyone else, but only at himself.

Because he suddenly felt that he was a little hypocritical.

Although from the very beginning, he didn't have such a grand desire to serve the country and the people in his heart, he set foot on the supreme throne of the Netherlands entirely to meet his uncle's expectations and to protect the talents around him.

But now, he does have that desire in his heart.

He wants to create a peaceful kingdom where everyone can live and work in peace.

The result is now thinking about starting a war.

"It can't go on, kid."

Just as he lowered his head, he felt someone tap his shoulder.

And when he raised his head, what he saw was the looming figure of the evil dragon sage.

"Yeah, we can't drag it on any longer." He whispered.

Who can understand what they are talking about?

"That's it, Ms. Krimhild, I hope to explain everything clearly. Next, I will discuss with Hagen and the others about the allocation of funds to rebuild the various temples."

he opened his mouth to speak.

Then, he took his steps directly.

Although he was wearing only leather boots at the moment, they still made a sound when they made contact with the ground.

To Krimhild, this heavy sound was like the sound of a heavy hammer hitting the heart.

finally!

"that……"

Just when Ziegfei walked to the door, Krimhild finally raised his head again.

She stared at the handsome king.

Although the bottom of her heart was swept by despair and sadness, the kind of politeness that seemed to be engraved in her bones still made her reveal a pitiful and reluctant smile:

"Excuse me……"

"Ok?"

"Is it my honor to know which girl is so lucky to be favored by the legendary Lord of Armies?"

"It's not her luck, Miss Krimhild."

Without directly answering Krimhild's question, Siegfried just calmly corrected the flaw in her words.

"Actually, the lucky one was me."

However, women are often sensitive.

Especially when it comes to emotional issues, Krimhild's rapidly spinning brain finally freezes on the scene in her memory.

It was at a banquet a long time ago. When she was dressed up to attend, His Majesty the King didn't pay special attention to her. Instead, he handed a handkerchief to a vulgar woman in an extremely polite manner.

Although there is no evidence, although in Krimhild's impression, the Lord of Armies of the Netherlands should not have met with the future Queen of Iceland many times.

However, a woman's intuition is always keen.

"Is it Miss Hilda from Iceland?"

Krimhild asked directly.

But at this moment, Siegfried's hand hidden under his robe couldn't help clenching his fist.

For a moment, he even wondered if the woman in front of him had noticed something.

This may involve a huge strategic layout.

But in the end, the sage who stood in his way so that no one else could see him rebuked him.

"Don't think too much, she can't know that much."

Yes, she couldn't possibly know.

After realizing this again, Siegfried couldn't help but took a deep breath.

To put it bluntly, she was just being blind. After all, in her knowledge, there was no other woman of the right age who knew him.

And people tend to always think about those people they know.

So at the end, Siegfried shook his head.

"To tell you the truth, Miss Krimhild, I'm just an apprentice blacksmith from a commoner background. Although most people praise me for my father's bravery and the extraordinary blood in my body, I have never been protected by them. And never received any royal education."

At this moment, Siegfried could not help but pause for a moment.

"For me, I am not used to the set of rules of the traditional royal family and nobles. You should also notice the cognitive difference between you and me, right?"

Are there cognitive differences?

Of course there is.

Although Krimhild wanted to deny it completely, something from the past was still lingering in her mind.

This is the difference between the royal family ranch she knows and the royal family ranch under Siegfried's rule.

In fact, most of the things the young Dutch king did were different from those of traditional royal families.

And all this is because he was born as a commoner, and the sage who taught him made him develop a bad temper when he was full and had nothing to do.

And there should be no king in this world who cares more about common people and their lives than he does.

"The girl I fell in love with is not a prince or nobleman. She is a partner who used to take risks with me. She has never been active in front of the stage, but she has helped me a lot."

Chapter 39: It is my sincere hope that...

In the end, Krimhild froze.

She stood where she was, looking directly at His Majesty the King.

At this moment, a ridiculous idea suddenly appeared in her heart: the king is lying.

She very much hoped that His Majesty the King in front of her was deceiving her.

There is no such woman at all, he has no one he likes at all, it is just that he has no feelings for her and does not want to hurt her, so he fabricated this kind of perfect lie of 'good faith'.

She hoped so, even without any evidence, she hoped so.

However, the truth is not as beautiful as she imagined.

Although Siegfried has concealed to a certain extent when narrating, this concealment is only for identity.

Although Krimhild didn't know if Siegfried had concealed it, at this moment, as long as she looked into his eyes, she could understand that the character the young king spoke of existed.

Because when talking about the girl he loves, although he can still maintain the seriousness on his face and the majesty of a superior, his eyes can't help showing a touch of lingering tenderness.

This is the look that only true nostalgia and memories can have.

The involuntary tenderness in the eyes had already told the truth, and because of this, Krimhild even felt a little uncomfortable when he felt dizzy.

She didn't want to admit it at all.

However, if Siegfried just vented her dissatisfaction and uneasiness, she felt that it would tarnish her image in his eyes.

She didn't want to do this, and she definitely didn't want that to happen.

Maybe it was because she still had some kind of expectation in her heart, maybe it was because of something else.

About this point, even she herself is not very clear.

All she knew was that she needed to calm down completely now.

So at the end, she took a step or two back a little bit.

"It's really... something that happens in the beautiful stories told by bards."

Facing Siegfried's gaze, she spoke.

To a certain extent, this is also true, after all, the royal family tour is indeed a bridge section that bards like to use.

"It should be a very happy thing to meet a partner during the adventure, take risks together, share each other's experiences, and finally get together."

That's all she said, but by the end, her voice was getting lower and lower.

She was so numb.

Even at this moment, she didn't know what the expression on her face was like.