You and me under the world tree

"My uncle can teach you how to control this curse."

Finally, Siegfried spoke slowly.

"At least for now, in this human world, no one understands this curse better than my uncle."

"The sage he..."

Although Siegfried didn't say this kind of thing clearly, Studus obviously guessed something.

He suddenly realized what his sharp senses that seemed to have improved a lot were afraid of.

And the young evil dragon that got into his sleeve...

"This."

"So, there is a broad road ahead of you now. I think you should feel happy. The fire dragon is very powerful."

"..."

For a moment, Studus was a little speechless.

Even at this moment, he felt that his head was a little messed up.

Speaking of which, if the sage himself is cursed, what does that mean?

"It means standing against the gods," he whispered.

I don't know whether he is talking about the sage or himself.

But no matter what, Siegfried finally followed his words and nodded.

"Well, that's it, so are you scared?"

He raised his brow.

"The Herme Studas I know doesn't seem to be the kind of person who would feel scared because of such a thing, right? He can challenge the legendary Son of God alone."

He was speechless.

Because he did.

I felt that I might not be saved, so I ran to challenge the Son of God, hoping to overcome the instinctive fear deep in my heart.

"You dare to beat the Son of God against the curse, and now that the curse is almost resolved, maybe you still have the capital to compete with Etzel in the future."

At this moment, the voice of the Lord of Armies echoed in the courtyard.

"Studus, I don't understand what you are nervous about, do you understand?"

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Chapter 13: A Cage From No Escape

Finally, the Prince of Gitland closed his eyes once more.

At this moment, the doubt that seemed to be dug out by Siegfried's words couldn't help but surged deep in his heart.

Speaking of which, what are you worried about?

Before, he just felt that the pressure on his shoulders was a bit heavy.

Because the series of things involved in the curse of the fire dragon are obviously not something normal people can handle.

At this point, the so-called fire dragon curse itself is no longer the point.

Since they can give him a curse at will, then of course they can also start in other places.

Yes.

This is what really makes him feel pressured.

The kind of power that seems to be pervasive and can quietly erase a person from the world.

The realm of the gods is completely beyond the reach of human beings.

"I'm too weak."

Finally, he whispered.

The warrior clenched his fists, but failed to hold his sword.

"I'm too weak, and I can't even completely defeat the Son of God with the strength and martial arts I'm proud of, but they have a lot of ways to suppress...even silently wipe out an insignificant human being. "

"But you are still here, Studus, and you are not dead."

Siegfried said in a low voice.

"Why is it in the form of a curse instead of a simpler and more brutal method, can you understand this?"

Then, Studus first nodded subconsciously, but then shook his head.

What to say?

"I can understand a little bit."

Although at this moment, Studus did not dare to give that kind of complete affirmation, but his words have already revealed his thoughts.

"Maybe, they want to use me to scare others and create more chaos, maybe..."

"They dare not kill you directly."

Before Studus could beat around the bush and say something, Siegfried's words made the atmosphere in the entire courtyard a bit colder.

At this moment, Studus subconsciously wanted to say something.

However, he felt that all the words were stuck in his throat, and he couldn't speak a word.

Speaking of which, what can he say now?

Do you agree?

Or did he actually want to refute?

He didn't know it himself.

But, for him, he couldn't accept Siegfried's words with peace of mind.

"If they want to get rid of me, it should be easy."

he said in a low voice.

"There is no need for those high-ranking guys to make shots. I lost to Etzel in the head-on one-on-one duel."

Then, Studus reached out and stroked his chest.

Even at this moment, he was wearing clothes, but his hands could still touch the scar.

The touch of scars and skin is different after all.

"Actually, I survived, perhaps because of luck."

"But have you ever thought that Etzel himself is different from a god?"

After all, the perspectives of Studus and Siegfried are fundamentally different.

Although they used to have similar personalities and cognitions, Studus was still a warrior, a warrior loyal to the prince of Goth.

And Siegfried is king.

He needs to take charge of his kingdom.

So the perspective of looking at the same thing has changed.

"The rules of Midgard, even the gods themselves need to abide by, and a warrior like you who is famous and keen on the ritual of 'war', they can't just find a reason to kill you, Because you are not a 'talker' either."

At this moment, Siegfried just picked up his flagon and poured himself a glass of wine slowly.

Then he picked up the metal fork.

He didn't cut anything with the knife, he just forked a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth.

"Have you ever thought about why you have a conflict with the positions of the gods?"

What is the root of this opposition?

Of course he can understand this kind of thing.

Because fundamentally speaking, Studus did nothing wrong, he just followed the instructions of Her Highness the Princess.

If he encountered this punishment because he stood in front of the Son of God...

"Your Highness, she..."

Studus lost the ability to speak.

Those past events lingered in his mind, and he couldn't help but think of the previous Gothic court coup.

Although the two seem to have no direct connection, he just thought of it.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm not saying that there is anything wrong with Dietrich, it's just that this matter is too involved. If it really explodes, it will inevitably be a huge vortex that sweeps the entire atrium world. This is definitely not just It's your business."

"..."

Then, Studus' breathing stopped.

At this moment, he finally discovered the huge source of pressure deep in his heart.

The reason why he felt subconscious fear was because he instinctively realized that this matter would never end there.

He wasn't afraid of curses, and at worst, he died as a warrior.

However, he was worried about the huge vortex behind the curse.

And when it spreads completely, how many people can break free?

"My father and brother may not be able to escape." He whispered, "If the gods have no scruples, everything will be destroyed."

So, how can they be free from scruples?

For example...

Studus raised his head suddenly. He stared at Siegfried, and there seemed to be a hint of inquiry in his eyes.

However, Siegfried did not respond immediately.

"Calm down, this kind of thing hasn't reached that point yet. You come from an extraordinary family. Both your father and your brother belong to the royal family of Gitland. In such a sensitive situation, they will not directly deal with you The royal family does it."

"What about after that?"

Then, Siegfried didn't give any superfluous answers.

This question is of course easy to answer.

Because anyone with a little brain knows how to do it.

However, Siegfried was unwilling to give any answer directly.

Even, he didn't have any inducing thoughts in his mind.

Maybe it was because he felt that his eloquence was too good, and he didn't have the big picture like his uncle, so no matter what, he couldn't induce the man in front of him to think.

"Ugh……"

He just drank the wine in the glass slowly.

For some reason, he always felt that it took a lot of courage to induce and make choices on behalf of others.

"In the future, maintaining the status quo may last until they die of old age."

Finally, he spoke.

"As long as you pretend you don't know anything, and maintain the stability and rules of the human world, when our generation and the previous generation die peacefully, then everything in the human world will return to its original state."

Siegfried's words lingered like this.

"However, Studas, this world... For human beings, death is not a pure end, and even death does not mean escaping from this world."

In the courtyard, the voice of the Lord of Armies lingered.