You and me under the world tree

"I know."

Staring at Hagen, Jibishi spoke.

"I owe your mother a debt so big that I can't repay it with my life. The property she gave me..."

"That's not just ordinary property, it's the wealth accumulated by a dwarf!"

dwarf……

This race has always been associated with money, and the wealth accumulated by dwarves is completely different from that of humans.

This is the consensus of the atrium world.

Even, the wealth that the former can accumulate is dozens or hundreds of times that of the latter.

Not to mention, when the dwarven kingdom of Gnita Heide was flourishing, the wealth in the human kingdom was destined to flow to Gnita Heide, and a large number of mixed-race dwarves chose to leave Gnita Heide and live in other places.

"She gave all of these to you, and she didn't hide anything."

"Yes, but I don't know about it. I think she will at least leave the part that makes her comfortable."

"Because dwarves are always greedy for money, aren't they?"

"..."

Jibishi didn't answer, but the answer was as simple as that.

Yes, that's right, dwarves are greedy for money, this is the consensus of the Atrium world.

"Then let me tell you one more thing, right? Dwarves value their family more than money, and everything around them..."

"So, I should at least meet her once. I owe her an apology."

"Everyone is dead, is an apology useful!"

"It's useless, but I want to see her."

Finally, Hagen took a deep breath.

A thought suddenly sprouted in his heart, he wanted to pull out his saber, and then cut off the head of the old man in front of him with one sword.

It should be a good choice to take his head to pay homage to his mother.

But in the end, this thought was suppressed by him.

It is on the one hand that he cannot be carried away by hatred, and on the other hand, it is because of his mother.

"Forget it, she has always wanted to see you, but only this time... I want you to kneel in front of her grave!"

"can."

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In the afternoon, two carriages drove slowly out of the city. No one noticed where the two carriages came from, and no one knew where the two carriages were going.

Finally, after about half an hour, the two carriages stopped on a hill.

It is very quiet here, and in the distance is an ordinary small village.

But Jibishi was still shocked when he saw the village.

Because at a glance, the small village with a population of about a hundred people has also established small defensive facilities.

But at this moment, he didn't speak, let alone asked anything, but just followed Hagen slowly up the hill.

Hills are no better than cities in terms of roads.

The stairs in the city are suitable for stepping on, and they are considered friendly to an old man like him, but it is different here.

Although the environment here is not too steep, it is extremely difficult for Jibishi to walk all the way up.

By the time he reached the hill, he was out of breath.

However, even if he set foot on the hills, the road was not over, because at this moment, he saw Hagen raised his hand, and his fingers seemed to be drawing something.

Soon, the land under his feet formed a magnificent magic circle.

The brilliance of magic flashed, and the ground of the hill was quickly opened, and there was a staircase underneath.

All the way down the stairs, he saw a large number of treasures, which were randomly piled up here, shining under the glow of the lighting magic.

As for those murals, there are scene after scene similar to everyday paintings.

This is the tradition of humanity...

When the royal family or lords and nobles spend money to build their own tombs, they always like to paint their own deeds into murals for future generations to admire. This is also a way of passing on deeds.

However, the murals painted in this tomb are daily scenes one after another. It is the figure of a dwarf woman working.

And Jibixi only needs to see at a glance that this woman is Hagen's mother, the woman who left a strong mark in his life.

For Hagen, the daily work of his mother was his childhood, and it was all he had.

So he didn't shy away from anything, and directly branded his mother's image on the tomb.

Finally, they descended to the end, where a thick but low tombstone stood.

The tombstone is engraved with the name of the famous taboo and the person who erected the monument, and a small box is placed directly above the tombstone.

'patta'

I don't know if it was the effect of magic, but when he approached, the small box suddenly opened, which allowed Jibixi to see what was in the tombstone.

It was a string of crystal-clear necklaces.

"It's here, I don't think I need to make an introduction?"

"No, that's fine."

At this moment, Jibixi suddenly felt that Hagen's gaze became a little piercing.

Perhaps, for his child, he has been waiting for a long time.

Waiting for this scene, waiting for the king of Burgundy to bow his head to a commoner dwarf girl, or even...

'boom'

In the dark underground tomb, the old king of Burgundy knelt down.

He stared at the name on the tombstone, then slowly closed his eyes.

"Sorry, I……"

I'm late?

What should I say?

"I……"

Facing the name on the tombstone and the crystal clear crystal necklace, Jibixi took a deep breath.

"I'm a coward, and I dare not come to you at all."

Then, he clenched his fists.

"I thought...you would at least stay a little bit, and I thought you would be fine without me."

"Sorry……"

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Well, good night, and the illustrations of Hela and Lao Huo have also been drawn.

Don’t get me wrong about the contents of the last volume, Chapter 89, this is actually a confrontation [远目]

But I know there are lazy children who don't want to turn forward, so I put it here.

Originally, I wanted to start a separate chapter, so think about it carefully, don't be high-profile, afraid of being bombed.

It's blown up, I can only ask the painter to add clothes

Chapter 82: Can I see him?

In Midgard, dignity is a very important thing.

In addition to the necessary ups and downs, kneeling is undoubtedly an act of loss of dignity.

And especially for people like nobles and lords, kneeling or something is even more humiliating after they have gotten used to that superior posture.

However, in this catacomb, Jibixi knelt too simply.

Because of this kind of straightforwardness, even Hagen didn't know what to say for a while.

Is it sarcasm?

It seems that there is no need for this.

At least, he didn't want to lose his composure in front of his mother's grave.

However, Jibixi's words made him frown again.

What should I say?

Is he making excuses?

In Hagen's view, the words that came out of Jibishi's mouth were an insult to his ears.

The anger in his heart even made him draw his sword and chop off the old man's head immediately.

But in the end, Hagen still set his sights on the necklace of the tombstone.

"Mom..." he whispered.

Almost all the words are gathered in this title.

He didn't want to disturb the peace of his mother, but from another point of view, Jibixi could be regarded as coming to 'see' her now.

It's too late, decades too late.

Watching Jibishi's back, Hagen finally suppressed the anger rising in his heart.

Want to calm him down?

This is impossible. His hatred of the Burgundian Kingdom and these people including Jibixi cannot be explained clearly in a few words.

However, he didn't want his mother to see this.

Even though he knew very well in his heart that his mother had passed away, he still didn't want to mess around here.

In front of the woman who raised him, he will always be just a child, and no child wants his beloved elders to know his cruel and ugly side.

That's the mentality...

For Hagen, his mother's tomb has become a sacred place in his mind.

No one shall defile him, including himself.

"call."

Finally, after taking a deep breath, Hagen lowered his head, then turned and walked into the stairs.

He didn't want to see the sad look of that old man Jibishi, and he didn't want to hear the words whispered in his mouth.

"It's useless to say anything now."

He clenched his fists.

"It's useless, it's useless..."

Time passed slowly like this.

Hagen stood at the bottom of the tomb, looking up at the sky above the stairs.

He himself didn't know how long it had passed, but he just felt that his legs were a little numb.

And at this moment, he heard a voice behind him.

'thump'

It sounded like something was falling to the ground.