You and me under the world tree

A week, half a month...

After parting with His Highness, Studas' guerrilla tactics delayed Hungary for nearly half a month.

And this period of time is enough for the Highness he is loyal to move forward without any worries.

From a tactical point of view, it should be a success.

And when the time comes, all he has to do is wait until Her Royal Highness is free and order his group to go to Denmark to join together.

It should be like this.

But such a plan was shattered by the sudden move of the Hungarian king.

Etzel seemed exasperated.

He doesn't follow the 'default rules' of Midgard's treatment.

As a warrior with fierce personal combat effectiveness, he broke into the Gothic camp alone.

And until now, Studas can recall the scene at that time.

The King of Hunland is riding a war horse, holding a saber in one hand and waving a long whip in the other.

The knife in his hand can easily tear apart the armor of soldiers, and the long whip can twist the necks of soldiers.

That was an absolute nightmare.

It was also at that time that Studus first really experienced what it was like to be 'incompetent'.

Because he could only watch Etzel slaughter and destroy the camp he built by himself.

Although the camp he is in is just a part of the legion.

However, that feeling was deeply imprinted deep in his heart.

At that time, he actually felt fear.

It was a top-down, seemingly unstoppable sense of dread.

God's son……

The sense of oppression brought about by that bloodline seems irreversible.

And it was in this fear that the man cast a spell on him.

Although he didn't see the glow of the rune, in Studus' consciousness, there should be no other possibility except magic.

And under that strange power, he suddenly felt that his consciousness was being gradually stripped away, and another voice seemed to start to echo in his mind.

A bestial, irrational voice.

And it was also at that time that Studus heard the man speak in an extremely proud tone about some things that most mortals would never have access to in their entire lives.

"The pace of the Son of God is unstoppable."

After all, he is the son of the king of gods. To some extent, he is favored by the gods in Midgard.

As an enemy who blocked his footsteps and hindered his strategic goals, Studus was naturally abandoned.

However, he does not value these in themselves.

In other words, he doesn't care about gods or gods.

He only knew one thing, he was cursed.

And even when he just woke up, he could feel something surging in his body.

Stretching out his hand to touch the neck, he even touched some hard scales.

He doesn't know when he will completely lose his mind and become a monster, but he doesn't want to be a goth bomb, and he doesn't want to cause trouble for others because of this.

Therefore, he chose to leave Gothic, and rushed into the camp of Hunlan who was about to leave alone to challenge the Son of God.

As for the final result.

From the looks of it, he understood that he definitely hadn't won.

It is certain that human beings cannot fight warriors with the blood of gods.

Both physical fitness and strength are not at the same level.

And the reason why he went to challenge Etzel, to put it bluntly, was to overcome the fear deep in his heart.

Thinking of death, no regrets.

But in the end he survived.

Vaguely, he suddenly felt the long whistle lingering in his ears getting more serious, which once affected his thinking ability.

What should I do next?

What can he do?

And just as he was thinking of this, the door that was originally closed opened just like that.

Accompanied by the cold wind that entered the room, two figures appeared in front of him.

"Ah, are you awake?"

What caught his eyes at this moment was a somewhat familiar face.

And there are two more.

"Half, Bodwall?!"

In an instant, he became vigilant.

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The second night _(:з」∠)_

There's a lot going on today.

Chapter 1: Surge of the Wild

alert.

This was Studus' immediate reaction.

Not because of anything else, just because of who they are.

Although in the memory of Studas, they should be the legion commander and adjutant of the Netherlands.

And Half even obtained the title of lord in the Netherlands, enjoying part of the tax revenue in his own territory.

However, recently, he and his confidant Bodwall resigned from the legion and traveled around while retaining the title of lord.

In this case, no one knows their specific whereabouts.

In fact, even Studus would not have expected that the two of them happened to save him.

But even so, that doesn't mean he has to let go of his innermost guard.

This has nothing to do with personal views, opinions, or interpersonal relationships, because no matter how he feels about Raven Harf and Little War Bear Bodwall, he cannot ignore the blood of Halfh.

The lineage of the Danish royal family...

Regarding Half's previous experience, Studus actually didn't know much.

And most of them are just rumors.

Although judging from the mainstream trend, the relationship between Half and his family seems not to be good.

Because the status of 'illegitimate child' is actually very embarrassing.

Studus knew how embarrassing the identity of an 'illegitimate child' was, and also understood the slightly distorted interpersonal relationship of an illegitimate child.

Because his father, the current King Otwal of Gitland, was an illegitimate son.

The previous king, that is, the grandfather of Studus' own blood, died, and his father didn't want to pursue it.

In fact, Studus didn't know much about the chaos in the Kingdom of Gitland decades ago, that is, he occasionally heard about it from his father.

His father is not the kind of person who cares too much about fame. It is said that he suffered from the supercilious look when he was young, so he naturally lives as he wants.

So it's easy to talk about certain things.

However, these are not important now.

The important thing is that Studus knew that this seemingly common relationship could not be fully applied to the two men in front of him.

Bodwall aside, Harf is the eldest son of the King of Denmark.

Moreover, based on Studus' understanding of His Highness, it is presumed that after the war with the Kingdom of Denmark, Half will become the only blood of the royal family.

Affectionate.

interest.

The thoughts extended from these two words surged in Studus' mind.

For a moment, his whole body seemed a little stiff.

Even, he just stayed there, staring straight at Half and Bodwall.

There was no expression on his face, only pure sluggishness.

This look will not arouse suspicion and dissatisfaction.

"Hey, what's wrong?"

After seeing Studas' expression as if he hadn't woken up, Bodwall just asked.

He even stretched out his hand and waved it in front of Studus' eyes.

"Aren't you awake?"

"Goo~"

But before Studas could respond, there was a sudden cooing sound in the room.

And the sound came from Studus' belly.

"what……"

After hearing such a sound from his stomach suddenly, Studus himself became embarrassed.

But in fact, he was relieved in his heart.

Because after hearing the sound of the stomach growling, even Harff, who seemed a bit serious, couldn't help raising his brows.

He looked like he wanted to laugh, but he was wary of Studdas' slightly embarrassed look.

"okay."

In the end, it was Bodwall who broke the silence.

"You're lucky. Half and I hunted some delicious food outside."

"Can you hunt around here?"

"Yes, at the beginning it was because there were a lot of prey around here, so we established the first stronghold of the 'mercenary group' here."

Speaking of this, Bodwall couldn't help showing a look of nostalgia on his face.

"Speaking of which, we still wanted to make a name for ourselves in the whole world. We wanted to become the most free organization in the world, free from the constraints of any kingdom."

"Cough cough cough cough."

Just as Bodwall was saying those words, Half suddenly coughed.

"Okay, okay, it's about when."

Anyone can see that what Bodwall told about the past must have an inseparable connection with him.

After all, at the beginning, the main body of the mercenary group that was once active on the Danish border was Half, known as the 'Raven'.

However, for them, these things are indeed a long time ago.

The young men who once dreamed of becoming the most free fighter organization in the world finally found that it was not so easy.