You and me under the world tree

As if he didn't notice Ilmin's sarcasm at all, Etzel just laughed.

"By the way, please tell Wittig that he must drink all of this potion to heal his hidden wounds. I look forward to his choice."

choose……

At first, he didn't understand what Etzel was talking about.

But before he could ask any more questions, Etzel let go of him.

"Remember to convey the original words, I believe you will not mess around."

Behind the ears, Etzel left.

As for his confidant Hernberg, he didn't say anything else from the beginning to the end.

Afterwards, Irmin finally just set his sights on Helvey.

"The potion in your hand is the essence of 'life', which is difficult to prepare even in the kingdom of giants."

Before Helvetia could say anything more, a voice came from above the sky.

And when Ilmin turned his head, what he saw was the Storm Goddess.

"However, this kind of thing itself is only suitable for drinking by giants or gods. For ordinary humans, even a small sip is deadly poison, because human's fragile body cannot bear the 'overweight' life."

Slude didn't lower his voice.

At this moment, instead, she explained all the things that Etzel said were extremely vague.

"Then Etzel..."

"He shouldn't have too much malice. Wittig's lineage is actually not as simple as you think. As for this point, it can be traced back to his father Wieland."

Elven blacksmith Wieland...

Hearing the name that only remained in legends once again, Irmin frowned.

However, his brain is still relatively sensitive after all, so he didn't think for long before he came to the result.

"Don't you want to say that Wieland has the blood of a giant?"

"Wyland's father is a giant, and his elven blood comes from his mother."

Having said that, Slude's eyes swept across the soldiers with different expressions.

"In essence, this bottle of potion can only be drunk by Wittig himself. Others will die if they drink it, and even Wittig can't drink too much in one go."

"I see."

Without questioning or refuting the Storm Goddess, Irmin finally nodded slowly.

Then, he stuffed the crystal bottle into the bag around his waist.

"Thank you," he said.

After Valkyrie said this, the greed of the surrounding people was also dispelled a lot.

Not because of anything else, because it doesn't make sense at all.

This so-called life potion can only be drunk by extraordinary people with excellent bloodlines.

But it was Etzel's words that caught Ilmin's attention.

Looking forward to choosing?

What choice?

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Second afternoon _(:з」∠)_

Chapter 93: The Storm Goddess

In the end, Ilmin still hadn't figured out what was going on with all this mess.

To tell the truth, most of what Etzel said was like guessing.

Ilmin only knew that the seemingly bold and kind-hearted King of Hunland was actually full of bad things, and he didn't forget to provoke the internal harmony of the frontier army in the end.

As for the others, he might have to think carefully.

Even, because of his doubts about the Hungarian King, he felt that he should think carefully about this.

But before thinking about these messy things, he had to bring the unconscious Wittig back together with other fighters.

The so-called victors were seriously injured and could no longer walk on the road of warriors, but the losers laughed and left without the slightest bit of frustration.

When you think about it, this so-called duel is really strange.

But in any case, these details are not important.

Because Etzel did not tear up the previous verbal agreement until the end.

Even though Wittig was seriously injured, the Valkyrie even declared that he should at least cultivate in years.

However, Etzel still left without looking back.

To some extent, although the fighters of the Hungarian Empire were rough, they still seemed to keep their promises.

But is this really good news for the current Goths?

Not necessarily.

Because as early as before, the so-called withdrawal of Hungarian troops was required.

Etzel's request is very simple, that is, 'compensation'.

Whether it is minerals, property or food, these must come from the lords in the Gothic Kingdom.

But now, they are not even willing to provide the most basic supplies of the supply corps.

It must be a very difficult thing to do.

Thinking about it carefully, maybe that guy Etzel just took a fancy to this point?

In short, for Irmin, there are a lot of things he needs to think about.

Moreover, even though a victory has been apparently won now, the battle of the so-called Frontier Legion, which has long been abandoned, is not over yet.

If the subsequent so-called compensation cannot satisfy Hungary, then Etzel will definitely send troops again.

"It's really troublesome..."

After thinking about the matter between Goth and Hungary many times, Ilmin only felt angry inside.

Not because of anything else, because the situation of the Frontier Corps has become awkward without knowing it.

Although he had several solutions in his mind, Etzel's attitude was not very clear because of the complicated situation.

He couldn't guarantee that the solution in his mind could be fully implemented.

So in the end, he still set his sights on the soldier who had been placed on the bed.

"Mr. Wittig, I'm afraid the Frontier Legion still has to rely on you." He whispered, "The Legion still needs a backbone."

In this way, a duel concerning the safety of the border between the eastern defense line and the Gothic Kingdom ended.

Although the soldiers of the Frontier Legion were happy, they were more worried.

In this atmosphere, Walter, who was comforting the soldiers, raised his head subconsciously.

At this moment, a glow seemed to shine on the horizon.

Something seems to have passed?

…………

As a human being, of course Walter couldn't see clearly what was above the sky.

Because that flying light is Hermod.

Under the condition of ensuring that his physical strength would not be exhausted, he ran back and forth between the northern peninsula and the eastern defense line twice in a very short period of time.

As a result, he was still able to catch up.

When he went to the northern peninsula, he could only watch the fierce Gothic princess walk away, leaving behind a series of flaming horseshoe prints.

But when he returned to the eastern defense line, what he saw was an empty field that had dispersed.

The magic barrier in the arena has long been cancelled, and all the Valkyries in the sky have also left.

The only ones left are Slude as the leader and Helvey and the others.

"How's it going?"

After taking a breath, Hermod asked involuntarily.

For some reason, there was a faint unease in his heart.

It was clearly a certainty, but Slude's expression meant that things were not that simple.

At this moment, the Storm Goddess spread her wings slightly, and used her wide wings to block Helvetia and the others behind her.

This forced Helmode to focus on her.

Then, Slude shook his head.

"Etzel lost."

'boom'

Slude's simple words hit his brain like a heavy hammer.

This directly set off a storm in the mind of the god envoy.

For a moment, he seemed to feel that his brain was down.

Whether it's because the amount of information is too large, or whether he instinctively refuses to accept the information, even he himself doesn't know.

It was not until a while before he slowly opened his mouth:

"Where am I now?"

Watching Hermod's expression, Slude couldn't help but let out a long sigh.

"You're on the Eastern Front, you're not dreaming, Etzel loses, the plan goes bankrupt, it's that simple."

"This is impossible!"

Suddenly, Hermod yelled loudly.

His voice was so loud that even Slude felt his ears buzzing for a moment.

"Be quiet," she said.

In front of the envoy, Slude just reached out and licked his ears.

"It's impossible. When I left, he still had the upper hand."

"Actually, he had the upper hand until the last moment, Hermod, but he was so conceited that Wittig slit his throat at the last moment."

"Others don't know this, don't tell me you don't know either, Slude."

Staring at the woman in front of him, Hermod gritted his teeth and said.

"That guy doesn't talk about his physique, but he is proficient in magic. Even if his throat is cut, he can recover immediately."

Speaking of this, the God of War envoy subconsciously wanted to cast his gaze behind the Storm Goddess.

It is where Helvey and other Valkyries are located.

However, as if he had noticed his slightly fierce gaze, Slude's wide wings stretched out, completely covering the Valkyries.

"The biggest problem with this matter is Etzel himself. Are you still trying to find trouble with the girls under my command?"

Before Helmode could say anything, Slude said angrily.

Vaguely, there seemed to be a breeze blowing above her body.

At the same time, electric arcs were dancing between her golden hair!