You and me under the world tree

And this scene fell in the eyes of other people is simply incredible.

Especially the warriors of Hungary.

Etzel's confidant Hernberg couldn't help covering his head at the moment, he couldn't even believe the scene before his eyes.

But soon, he calmed down.

He knew that the king he was loyal to would not fall here so easily.

But now, the most important thing is the Valkyrie's attitude.

And when Hernberg looked up, what he saw was Helvey's shocked expression.

In fact, as far as the current situation is concerned, Helvey doesn't know what to do with herself.

Originally, the winner of this duel should be a certainty.

Not only the Valkyrie, but even the fighters of the Goth camp admitted that Etzel, who had won an overwhelming victory in the duel, had unparalleled strength.

In front of him, although Wittig had tried his best, he not only used magic, but eventually even used the Berserk technique that abandoned reason.

However, he only played a superficially even match with Etzel at the end.

The reason why it is said on the surface is because they can see that Etzel has no intention of dodging.

He's a fighter hungry for battle, hungry for blood, so he doesn't dodge, but goes head-to-head with the berserk Wittig.

When the sword is broken, use both fists.

But even so, Wittig's so-called parity did not last long.

The result was just like what happened in front of him. In the pure physical collision, the son of the elf had large-scale bruises on his hands and his arms were red and swollen.

However, no one would have thought that Etzel, who was firmly in the lead, suddenly overturned at the end.

What the hell?

His throat was actually slit?

Thinking of this, Helvey couldn't help feeling a little complicated.

Although other fighters may not be able to see clearly due to the angle of view, she, as the referee, can see clearly.

In fact, at the last moment, when Etzel directly charged forward, the huge impact did endow him with unparalleled destructive power.

This can be seen in Wittig's sunken chest.

With a punch, I'm afraid the bones protecting the internal organs were all broken.

But at the same time, he has flipped the wheel in this regard.

Because at the moment he got close, the fragile Wittig took out the dagger for the last self-defense.

This is the only weapon he can use in close combat.

Moreover, his last action actually didn't have much technical content.

Because in the end, even Wittig's fragile body couldn't make any tactical moves.

His action was very simple, that is, he raised the dagger.

At the last moment, he didn't even have the strength to stab the dagger in his hand directly, even raising his arm was very difficult for him.

And the reason why he was able to slash Etzel's neck was also relying on the speed and strength of the Hungarian King himself.

"Did last-minute arrogance and so-called respect lead to this result?"

Finally, Helvey couldn't help but sighed.

However, at this moment, she was not in a hurry to pronounce the verdict, but she already had the answer deep in her heart.

In fact, the outcome of this battle has not changed in any essential way.

Etzel seemed mortally wounded, but he was, after all, a master of magic.

Before his consciousness was completely lost, he had enough time and means to heal his wounds.

"If you are not facing Etzel, but some other fighter, you can at least strive for a draw."

Helvetia said in a low voice.

At this moment, her mood was quite complicated.

She didn't even know how she felt about Wittig.

Because of Wieland, did she hate the blacksmith's child, or did she feel guilty?

she does not know.

But at least for now, the identity of the Valkyrie saves her from thinking so much.

She just has to wait.

Etzel, who was waiting for the wound to heal, just stood up.

However, when she waited for about ten seconds with this mentality, she found that things didn't seem that simple.

Because at this time, the King of Hunlan seemed to be motionless.

He just lay on the ground, seemingly without sound.

At the same time, the man over there who looked so miserable, even with a broken arm, was still wriggling.

"Cough cough cough..."

He coughed, and blood slowly flowed from the corner of his mouth.

However, his eyes that seemed to have lost their spirit were unaware of this.

His other left hand, which seemed to be able to move, slowly stretched out, and then suddenly pressed it to the ground.

He is going to stand up? ?

After realizing this, Helvey didn't know what to say for a moment.

Does he still retain consciousness?

Will he still be able to stand up?

For this, Valkyrie doesn't even know what to do.

She actually understands what the result of this duel should be. Her coming here is essentially a formality.

However, what happened now was beyond her expectations.

It even seems to be completely out of control.

So what's going on here?

In a panic, she even turned her gaze to the sky.

There, their leader, the Storm Goddess, still stands high above the sky.

Then, she shifted her gaze to the arena.

There, the son of the king of gods who was loved by the gods—Etzel, the king of Hungary, simply lay down on the ground.

He just tilted his head like this, and seemed to have lost consciousness.

But at this moment, Helvey clearly sensed something was wrong.

Is Etzel's neck still bleeding now?

"He's up!"

The executive officer stands up! "

"Mr Wittig!"

stand up?

Just after Helvey heard the voice from below, she couldn't help turning her eyes to the man again.

At this moment, although the man who looked miserable had a broken arm, his legs still supported his body.

"Can't fall...I can't fall yet."

he said in a low voice.

The hoarse voice was clearly audible in the silent arena.

Now, I should...

"Victor! Gothic Frontier Legion, Wittig, son of Wieland!"

Just when Helvey was in a daze, a loud voice came from her ear.

Immediately afterwards, when Helvey turned her head, she saw that her commander had descended beside her.

Under the sun, the broad white wings trembled, and the fluttering feathers brought her some comfort.

Let her gradually settle down.

"Your Highness."

"Leave this matter to me, don't be afraid." She said.

Then, she took out two scrolls.

"Go and heal the warriors who fought."

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There is no need to doubt anything, Etzel just touched it.

He didn't want to fight before, so to put it bluntly, he took the opportunity to lose a sum of money so he could go home and farm.

I feel a little uncomfortable, maybe I have a fever, and it's getting colder, so let's rest first.

Chapter 90: Still Standing Here!

Nobody cares about the 'whispers' of the Valkyries in the sky.

But for the soldiers on the ground, all they care about is the previous sentence.

Wittig, the elf warrior who was originally at a disadvantage, won, while the King of Hunland, who had the upper hand, lost.

what is this?

Because this sudden fact hit their brains like a heavy hammer, most of the soldiers in Hungary couldn't accept this for a while.

They couldn't accept that their king was defeated just like that.

After all, that is their king, the king who can wrestle with monsters, rule them like a mountain, and protect their safety!

"impossible"

Finally, the soldiers of Hungary made such a sound.

And that first question was just the beginning, he was like a huge stone thrown into a calm lake, and waves were set off in an instant.

"This is impossible!"

"How could the king be defeated!"

"How could the king die?!"

"Stand up! Your Majesty!"

"How could the king be here!"

Gradually, as the Hungarian soldiers looked at each other, voices of doubt gradually gathered.

Once doubts gather, various conjectures will spread.

"There is definitely something shady in this!"

"It's tricky!"

"There is a problem with the Valkyrie's verdict!"