You and me under the world tree

Is he really willing to re-train the mighty Dietrich?

From the standpoint of the kingdom's interests, Losger thought too much at this moment, but no matter what, he couldn't think of what he did wrong.

And that kind of bewildered pale expression looked a little funny in Dietrich's eyes.

Losger is still too young after all...

Just like the flowers in the greenhouse, although they have been carefully cultivated by the king, they have never experienced any huge storms.

And because he was stuck in a dead end, trying desperately to prove that he was better than his brother, he forgot the fundamentals instead.

To put it bluntly, there is no right or wrong in the interests of the kingdom.

Dietrich herself knew this, but she came here to disgust Denmark.

"That's why I said, you're a piece of trash. It just so happens that I'm in a good mood today, so I'll clean up the door for you."

As if chatting with Elf, Dietrich raised the Howling Demon Sword in her hand.

And just when she was about to slash out with a sword, Elf finally started to growl loudly:

"Come on!"

The deafening voice from his father quickly broke Losger's messed up mood.

Immediately afterwards, he subconsciously rushed to the side.

'boom'

Accompanied by a gust of hot wind, the wind blade mixed with flames directly split the masonry ground.

But Luosige didn't care about the ground at all, and just rushed into the corridor of the inner hall in a hurry.

"Something's coming at me!" Elf yelled.

At this moment, he seemed to have broken through the fear emanating from the bottom of his heart.

Seeing Elf's angry expression, Dietrich suddenly felt a little unhappy.

She seemed to lose interest.

So, she flipped her palm, and a parchment gauntlet appeared directly in her hand.

Then she threw the gauntlet in the king's face.

"To be honest, I originally wanted to settle the score with the Kingdom of Burgundy first, but unfortunately, they are all dead, so I can only take you first."

The princess said coldly.

"I'll never forget that day, and it just so happens that I'm tired of this never-ending squabble, so it's time to wrap it up!"

…………

…………

…………

…………

_(:з」∠)_

Two shifts today, another day of stretching hips, I have something to do when I go out

Chapter 86: Remember to serve it hot

Destroy the city alone, single out the Royal Guards, and create carnage.

In a sense, these are just incidentals.

Because Dietrich herself hadn't lied, she had indeed come to visit.

It's just that this so-called 'visit' has a little 'little' problem in terms of method.

Her visit, however, was largely complete when she threw her well-formed gauntlet in the king's face.

So, she gently pulled the rein in her hand and walked out of the palace.

And after seeing the gothic princess really leave without looking back, Elf felt a sense of irritability for no reason.

At this moment, His Majesty the King only felt a tightness in his chest.

Was she really just here to visit?

Is she really just here to deliver the gauntlet?

Watching the back of the ram warrior leaving slowly, and listening to the hooves of the nightmare horse Falke, Elf couldn't help but feel a blockage in his heart.

She really didn't seem to be doing anything else.

Apart from verbal humiliation and vague threats, she really did nothing.

So, what would happen if his guards didn't stop him before?

If he hadn't chosen to let the general seal the city gate first when he learned that the Gothic princess was coming from afar, but instead invited her into the city as a guest.

What will happen?

Should be better than now?

And those fighters and guards that I have carefully cultivated will not end up like this.

However, just when the King of Denmark had such thoughts, he couldn't help but shift his gaze to the letter of war in his hand.

The slightly rough texture of the parchment and the words on the paper finally tore up all his fantasies and helped him recognize the bloody facts.

Maybe nothing will change.

Even if he had the chance to go back to the past, back to about an hour ago.

When he knew that the Gothic princess was directly attacking with a high profile, he would probably take the same action.

Not because of anything else, just because she is too strong.

Because of her strong personal strength, she can wander around as she pleases.

Because of her strong personal strength, she can attack in a very high-profile manner without guards.

She can do what she wants at will, and she doesn't have to worry about things related to personal safety.

Because no one can hurt her.

On the contrary, because of her strength far beyond ordinary people, everyone clearly realized that they could not stop her pace.

So there will be fear and anxiety.

Facing the gothic princess who was like a beast and an evil spirit, he really couldn't be bold.

He even had no way to confront her upright.

Because there is no confidence.

As long as she attacks and kills suddenly, he is destined to have no chance to resist.

"asshole……"

At this moment, the King of Denmark, who had thousands of thoughts in his mind, was just trembling.

No one knew whether it was because of fear, anger or hatred.

Even he himself didn't understand this, and he even felt that his brain was messed up.

The originally clear logic was completely messed up.

Finally, he set his sights on the date described on the parchment.

In an extremely domineering tone, the Gothic princess set the date for the war to be five days later.

"Five days, I hope you can prepare well."

Just as the Danish king was watching the letter of war, the voice of the princess came from his ear again.

Why haven't you left yet?

With such anger and doubt, he couldn't help but raise his head.

Immediately afterwards, he saw the woman riding a war horse.

"I will," Elf whispered.

Facing the serious attitude of the king, the princess didn't seem to care at all.

"Speaking of which, I forgot to give it to you. I burned some meat before your palace, but it's a bit cold now."

'boom'

With her swinging movement, she threw the slightly heavy helmet directly into the fire.

'ZiZiZiZi'

The next moment, accompanied by the sound of oil and water roasting, a strange smell with a slight burnt smell spread.

And after smelling this smell, Elf couldn't help covering his mouth.

"Remember to eat it while it's hot. After all, as a king, how can you not eat three meals?"

At this moment, the King of Denmark did not respond, but he stared at the princess with his own eyes.

Anyone can see the anger and hatred in his eyes.

But after keeping all these in her eyes, Dietrich didn't feel any dissatisfaction.

Even, she was very happy and carefree.

"Be angry, want to shout out."

She just whispered.

"Then shout, shout, and be crushed by my army at last."

Dietrich left without paying attention to the bloodshot king.

And as the flaming horse galloped all the way, the woman's indulgent laughter began to echo from above the earth and below the sky.

Cheerful, wicked, and all the while mingling with that rage behind the laughter.

"Just wait for me, Denmark, I hope you can bring me a surprise in five days!"

She roared loudly, as if announcing something.

And when the voice began to reverberate, the expression of the God of War envoy who arrived in the sky also changed.

He just stared at the tragic scene in the Hero City of Denmark, and then stared at the war horse and the hoofprints it left behind.

But in the end, he suddenly breathed a sigh of relief.

five days...

To some extent, this time is enough.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help feeling a little relieved.

"come here."

Thinking of this, he couldn't help pointing out those Valkyries who stayed in Denmark and have been paying attention to the situation here.

"Go to Niflheim and inform the Valkyries there to let them pay attention to the dead here. After all, they are also soldiers of the Guards. No matter what, they are warriors."

"Yes."

Perhaps also shocked by the cruel methods of the Gothic princess, the Valkyrie's interest did not seem high.

She just saluted the God of War envoy slowly, and then flew to the extreme north.

At the same time, Hermod took another look at the direction of the eastern plain.

There's another duel there...

But when he left there and rushed to the northern peninsula, the winner was already almost decided.

Not because of anything else, because Etzel still seemed to be able to handle it with ease, but the so-called number one warrior fell into a predicament of exhaustion.

Maybe, at this time, Etzel has already won?

Although Hermod thinks so.

But for no reason, a lingering anxiety suddenly appeared in his heart.