You and me under the world tree

"I didn't care, or I forgot."

When the sage said these words in a casual tone, Hewale did not speak.

She looked directly at Hodder, into the almost dull eyes under his helmet.

However, no matter what he said verbally, the pair of eyes under the helmet seemed to have no fluctuations and ups and downs, and did not even show any emotions.

"This is a very normal thing. Your mother is not a bard. It is very difficult to create a specific image with words."

Hodder is merely stating a fact.

But for some reason, Hewale seemed to be able to find some helplessness and empathy from those simple words.

Maybe he is the same...

At this moment, He Huale had such a thought in his heart.

After all, the man in front of him, the man who has gone through a long period of time, is also a parent. I am afraid that he often tells Siegfried the stories of his father's generation.

However, the descendants of Navolsong have never heard him talk about his father's generation with others, especially Ragnar, who seems to be close to him.

Ragnar once mentioned this matter. When he asked about his father's generation intentionally or unintentionally, Siegfried was always vague.

And it can be seen that he never even cared about what happened to his parents.

Whether it was his father Siegmund or his mother Theotis, he always lost interest when asked.

"Open this diary, and you can probably understand what your father and king have experienced. Of course, you can also give up. This is what Angentier said himself."

Then, Hewale hesitated a little.

It's not because she still has any grievances or unfamiliarity with her father, it's just because at this moment, she can't help but think of the words she heard before.

"I used to think that God would protect his believers, but then I found out that's not the case."

God...

Originally, because he had been seeking life for the fighters in the abandoned port, Hewale didn't have much thought about the gods.

Perhaps because they are used to relying on their own hands to make a living here, they generally have no reverence for the gods.

And after knowing that those guys who are high above and in God's Domain regard them as ants, a seed was planted in He Huale's heart.

That unknown fire will never be extinguished. Maybe there is only a little spark now, but as long as there is fuel, it will burn blazingly.

For today's Howler, the fuel is probably this diary.

With such guesses and thoughts, Hodder watched as Hewale took the decayed diary from his hands.

However, because Hewale kept his head down, Hodder almost habitually reached out to rub her head.

This habit actually developed after he became Helgi's teacher, and so did Siegfried.

So the habit is really terrible, and it is only a few months since the new version is online.

"uh-huh."

Finally, in order to hide his embarrassment, Hodder coughed lightly.

And after noticing some movement, He Huale couldn't help raising his head.

But at this moment, she saw the sage put his hand on her shoulder.

In an instant, her body tensed up.

This is an almost instinctive vigilance and defense, because she has been taught since she was a child: try not to let people get close to her.

If you must get close, you must maintain the highest vigilance so that you have the ability to fight back.

In fact, it's not just Hewer himself, as long as he is a member of the royal family, as long as the parents of the king and queen pay a little attention to this aspect, it is inevitable to teach this aspect.

However, her vigilance was futile after all, because Hodder had no intention of doing anything out of the ordinary from the very beginning.

"You can read the diary with peace of mind here, and I'll be back later."

Then, he looked up at his surroundings.

"This palace...although the gate has been destroyed, the internal structure is not loose and should be quite strong."

Theoretically, after all, this is a palace that Ymir has never completely destroyed, and even his poisonous blood has not completely corroded it.

So in theory, it should be safe, but what if the water floods up?

No, I'm afraid it's not possible.

If there is really an accident here, the Queen of Death will not place her token here.

However, even though he rejected this from the bottom of his heart, Huo De still threw the underwater breathing toy necklace to her, and then activated it.

"This one……"

"You take this, just in case."

As for what he was going to do, wasn't that obvious?

"Are you going outside?"

Even from the beginning, Hodder has emphasized several times, and even the purpose of their trip is related to this.

But in the end, Hewale still asked this question out of his mouth.

It's not because of anything else, it's just that she seems to be living in a dream now.

Some things are unimaginable to her after all.

"Are you really sure?"

Then, the corner of Hodder's mouth rose.

"Before I came here, I borrowed some good things."

Chapter 62: Timid or Crazy

Location: Abandoned Harbor

It has been several hours since Huo De and Huo Le left here, and during this time, the abandoned port is still operating in an orderly manner.

The only difference from usual may be Ragnar.

Usually, as the battle captain, Ragnar's daily job is to command the fleet to hunt at sea. The soldiers have shifts, but as long as he is healthy and there is nothing wrong with him, he will set off with the fleet.

But today is not the case, because he was entrusted with the job by the queen of the deserted port.

In other words, he must sit in the giant ship.

Moreover, because of special reasons today, he didn't even let the fleet continue to hunt at sea.

"Be vigilant around and pay close attention to any changes."

These are Ragnar's original words, and the orders passed on to those below have been further polished by him.

"The necessary garrison is left in the abandoned port, while others patrol the surrounding area with ships, slowly expanding the search area."

As for what to search for, there is no doubt about it.

Although Hewale didn't mention this, Ragnar didn't want to give up that seemingly slim hope.

His original intention was to inspect the surrounding places that might cause disturbances. After all, the sea beasts caused great disturbances, and if Hewalle and the others wanted to dive underwater, it was likely to cause disturbances.

No matter what, my group can't just sit back and watch the eldest sister encounter those crises.

However, neither Ragnar nor Lagotha ​​knew the true purpose of the sage Horde's trip after all.

So their behavior seems a bit stupid in the eyes of those in the know.

Even this kind of thing can't be described as stupid, but as an insider, Hilda really has a very complicated sympathy for the soldiers in the abandoned port.

"They can't help at all." Hilda finally said while staring at the seemingly endless dark sea.

Then, she set her sights on the dragon-slaying hero beside her.

The young hero is wearing a battle armor, and on his back is the magic sword of Balmonk that he has always carried.

And of course Siegfried heard Hilda's words, so he also spoke:

"Maybe, they won't encounter anything at all."

"When you say that, I feel that they are even more pitiful."

"Ragnar won't let the patrolling fighters go too far from the abandoned port, because he still remembers Hewale's entrustment."

So the question is, for a soldier who is loyal to the leader, is the life of the leader more important, or the entrustment of the leader?

This is definitely a difficult choice, at least for a true Libra, the two should be even.

But human beings are not scales after all, they have emotional tendencies.

This kind of thing will definitely be condemned by the moralists, but it is human nature - in the bottom of Ragnar's heart, Hewale's entrustment is after all more important than her own life safety.

Power desire?

No, not for that reason, just because his wife was here too.

Wife, abandoned port, partner...

He has no way to make any choice on He Huale himself, but when these weights are on one end of the scale, he has to admit that these add up to be more important than He Huale himself.

He can help when he can, but he can't directly ignore the orders of Hewale himself.

Because for the entire abandoned port, the route planned before the queen left is the correct one.

"But fortunately, this situation of worrying about gains and losses will not last for too long."

Then, involuntarily, Siegfried's attitude as if he was sure of victory made Hilda frown.

"You're still too confident..." she said

But after that, she realized that there seemed to be something wrong with what she said.

Because Siegfried's confidence was not based on himself, she hesitated a little, then changed her words slightly.

"You trust him too much. It's hard to make a conclusion about this kind of thing. After all, what he has to face is..."

"Thunder God, Light God, but at least Yermungandr will help."

"But even so, your uncle has to face at least one god alone. Are you still so confident?"

"Because I know that my uncle never fights unprepared battles, so he borrowed his sword from me."

Looking at the still worried Icelandic princess, Siegfried spoke slowly.

"If he is not sure, he will not borrow a weapon."

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"Holy Sword of God's Wrath..."

After seeing Hodder take out the two-handed sword with the wooden hilt, Hewaller couldn't help showing a look of astonishment.

"I remember that this sword should belong to the family of Volsung... No, I heard that only the descendants of Odin can use it."

"That's a rumor. I've used it decades ago."

At that time, Siegmund was still not a king, and the holy sword Gulam in his hand was certainly not a 'symbol of the Netherlands'.

"Is it a rumor..."

Because there are too many legends about Siegmund and the Volsung family, after all, they are the characters who suppressed an era.

So for a while, Hewale couldn't sort out the 'paste' in his mind.

It would be good if she could recall one of the legends and stories she heard as a child to relieve boredom.

When Hewale was standing there in a daze, Huo De just walked towards the water pool calmly.

"Okay, it's getting late."

"Wait..." After seeing the back of the sage going there, He Huale suddenly said.

"Ok?"

"This, take it."

Then, at the moment when Huode turned his head, Hewale directly removed the magic sword on his back, and threw it to him.

Then, she smiled.