You and me under the world tree

However, Huo De could detect the kind of immature tenderness she showed.

It's not motherhood, it's empathy.

"She respects Lagoza's motherhood and the love she has given to her child." Hodder said in a low voice. "It is precisely because of this that she does not want this matter to end in a 'tragedy'."

There is a cruel line between life and death.

It's true that boundaries can make humans feel hopeless.

Even Lagoza is no exception, and now Hela obviously doesn't want to see this kind of despair.

At least, she would not want Lagosa to be lost.

So at the last moment, she gave her some sort of guidance.

"Death has always been the ultimate end that creatures fear, but when it reaches the end and breaks this boundary, it becomes the hope of returning."

Howard said in a low voice.

Although Dietrich didn't explain exactly what Hela and Lagossa's showdown was, he felt that he could probably guess most of the content.

"In the future... maybe there will be a chance to meet again." Huo De whispered.

And at this moment, he suddenly saw Hela caressing the child's head with his fingers, and then, the crying sound died down at a strange speed.

There was no coughing or fatigue, and the voice of the crying child suddenly became quieter.

Immediately afterwards, the child just opened his eyes.

Under Hodder's solemn gaze, one eye of the child seemed normal, but the other eye showed a strange sight.

It was as if there was a white snake hovering.

It's like wrapping the eyeballs with its body, and biting its own tail.

And that's obviously not normal.

"what have you done?"

After realizing this abnormal situation, Hodder couldn't help asking in a deep voice.

"A symbol and sign, a blessing."

Facing the serious question of the sage, Hela also responded in a low voice.

"One day, this child will welcome back to his mother."

Then, Hela laughed.

In Huo De's eyes, her smile reveals a trace of weirdness.

"Hodder, let me ask you."

"what?"

Suddenly, there was such a bad premonition that Hodder couldn't help but frowned.

At the same time, his voice gradually lowered.

"Our goals will eventually consume a lot of time, and maybe in our busy time, these children will also grow into heroic fighters."

"What do you want to say?"

"Do you think that man named Ragnar will still remain faithful to his wife?"

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"Ragnar."

At the same time, in the room, Lagoza only showed a tired smile.

Although she had no strength left, she still raised her hand with difficulty, as if she wanted to caress her husband's fragile face.

"Don't cry, I'm actually very happy, and I never regret it."

The word was like a knife piercing his heart, causing him unbearable pain and even difficulty breathing.

"Don't leave me, Lagoza, please, don't leave me, what would I do without you."

"We will meet again in the future, Ragnar."

Amidst Ragnar's painful roar, Ragoza slowly closed his eyes.

"In the future, I will definitely be able to..."

"Lagoza!"

"Death... death is not the end."

In the end, her voice became lower and lower, and her raised hand lost its strength.

"Lagoza...AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!"

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Ivar the Boneless, Sigurd the Snake Eyes.

In addition, when I was chatting before, I mentioned a poor soldier who thought about retreating bravely and chose to live with his wife and live in seclusion.

But Odin was dissatisfied with his passive sabotage, and finally cast a curse, which made his wife and son cold, and forced him to continue sailing alone.

This person is Ragnar in the legend, that is, Ragnar.

There is also a Ragnar with a historical background. Ivar, Sigurd, Bjorn and others all come from the historical version.

The mythical version is childless.

Chapter 32: Funerals, Fortune Tellers

The sun is still moving above the sky, and the blazing sunlight spreads on the earth, embellishing this beautiful atrium world with bright colors.

However, this warmth dissipated when it reached the small manor surrounded by mountains and rivers in Diffintel.

The pitch-black land and dead plants all speak of the coldness that once spread in this land.

And the wailing from the inside of the originally warm house also made the land a bit more bitter.

Ragoza is dead.

No one can change this.

Except for a few people, no one knows how many articles are behind this.

The game between man and god?

A disaster from the gods?

The prestige of the gods?

If these things don't spread, no one cares, and no one will pay attention to them.

If someone talks about Lagoza in the future, they will probably only classify her as an ordinary person who 'unfortunately died in the epidemic'.

Just like those in Diefenter.

However, these are a long time later.

But now, no one cares about these things, because Hodder and the others still need to make some preparations.

funeral……

Well, on the surface it is true.

However, among those present, only Ragnar thought so.

Because the sage told him that his wife was the source of the disease no matter what, and the disease sent by the gods needs to be dealt with as soon as possible, so a special magical ceremony must be carried out to hold the funeral.

They must use Lagosa's body to complete a magic, and use special means to prevent Lagoza from going through a long journey.

Send her soul directly to Helheim, the legendary ghost country, to prevent her soul from being controlled by Asgard.

"Although I don't know what kind of character the Nether Queen is, it is easier to deal with than those guys in the sky right now. At least the Nether Queen understands family affection, and she will create a shelter for her brothers."

Hodder said this to Ragnar.

Even if it's a little short, the sage becomes the riddleman.

But after all, he couldn't reveal that the legendary Nether Queen was by their side, delivered his child just yesterday, and even blessed his second child.

Therefore, he could only beat around the bush and hint in various ways that the Queen of the Nether was better at speaking than the ruthless gods of Asgard.

"In addition, death is never the end. If there is an opportunity in the future, we can expedition to Niflheim and step into the realm of death as the living. You and your wife will definitely have a moment to meet again."

In the end, Hodder told Ragnar so.

And these words are not joking, because this is the truth.

If adequate preparations are made, human beings can travel between the nether world and this atrium world.

Be it Niflheim or Helheim, which itself is one of the nine worlds on Uktrasir.

Giants can come and go, gods can come and go, there is no reason why fully prepared humans can't.

The boundary between life and death, this kind of boundary is to limit those mediocre after all.

However, Hodder and the others still had something to say.

For example, the ceremony itself...

The special ritual arranged by Hodder and the others has another purpose—to guide.

The purpose of this funeral ceremony is essentially to 'speed up'.

Although in Huo De's eyes, this is a kind of culture, but in the Nine Realms, it is a unique ritual and rule after all.

Funeral tributes were eventually burned.

And through this specific ritual, the flame will send these tributes to the dead.

For example, clothing, treasure, and weapons.

But among them, the most important thing is actually a pair of leather boots.

After death, the deceased needs to walk for at least nine days and nights to cross the ice and snow land of Niflheim, and this is still under the condition that the direction is correct.

And once the direction is wrong, it will even wander on that land.

In this case, it was believed that a pair of leather boots would help the deceased to go farther and faster.

At least there is no need to stay in Niflheim to suffer in going to the Nether Kingdom. As for being chosen by the gods, this is the treatment that only a small number of heroes or servants chosen by the gods have.

As for the dignitaries, or the rich, they would burn a carriage.

And these things are naturally available in Ragnar's house.

He put on brand new clothes for his dead wife, and then slowly placed his wife's body on the carriage full of daily necessities and treasures.

And here, his work is done.

"Leave it to us, Ragnar."

Staring at the man with red eyes, Hodder said.

"You still have people to look after."

Under the reminder of the sage, the young warrior's eyes, which were originally ashen ashes, suddenly showed brilliance again.

"Ivar, and your newborn child, he doesn't have a name yet."

"..."

Facing what Hodder said, Ragnar didn't seem to have any special reaction.

Although there was indeed a little more brilliance in his lifeless eyes, but at this moment, he still set his sights on the carriage that should have been their home.

On it was the body of his wife.

"Confirm the relics again, and leave at least one souvenir."