You and me under the world tree

What did these people say?

However, when Dietrich's eyes swept over like this, the anger in her heart disappeared.

Because she found that it was not someone with a heart who was taking the rhythm.

Because those guards holding weapons and wearing armor really think so.

There is no confusion on their faces, and they seem to be convinced of this.

Even though the gods had abandoned Gothic for decades since grandfather Angnar, they still yearned for the miracles bestowed by those superior gods.

Even, at the expense of abandoning the peace that was finally won?

At this moment, Dietrich suddenly felt a little pain in her heart.

She fought desperately as a prince, desperately turned the conflict to the outside, in order to maintain the internal stability of the kingdom.

But what now?

Everything she did was useless.

"You must be very envious of the former Netherlands."

In the end, those thousands of words gathered in the bottom of my heart turned into such a question.

At this time, she just stared at the guards and maids, and finally just shook her head.

She rarely asked for anything, but at this moment, she was really unwilling in her heart.

"We are the ones who bring benefits and prosperity to the Goths! It's me and my father! So what will happen to the Netherland who once accepted the mediation of the Valkyrie! It's not like you didn't see it!"

Among the crowd, Her Royal Highness the Princess surrounded by her was hoarse.

At this moment, all the strength in her whole body seemed to be drained, and even her shoulders drooped.

"You guys really look forward to that day." She whispered

That kind of sigh couldn't help stretching the nerves of these armed rebels.

Although they didn't know why, at this moment, they did feel uneasy in their hearts.

In the end, she suddenly set her sights on her queen mother.

The scarlet eyes were incomparably complicated, but the inherent sense of oppression made her take a step back.

"Protect Her Majesty the Queen!"

And after realizing that Otilia took a step back, the maids couldn't help shouting.

Their words were like a signal. At this moment, the guards finally took action.

They set up their shields and stabbed out the spears in their hands as if they were besieging ordinary people.

After all, they are a well-trained army, so in terms of movements, they are as smooth as flowing water.

And at this time, all of them felt the real feeling of 'stabbing'.

It feels like it's being held back by something.

Moreover, they could also see that the 'fake counterfeit' had no retreat from the beginning to the end.

The spear pierced her body so easily.

But then, they noticed something was wrong, because the woman who was stabbed by the spear did not bleed.

Not to mention bleeding, her expression didn't change from the beginning to the end.

cold, heartless...

When the scarlet sight swept across, the guards couldn't help but feel uneasy in their hearts.

And in the end, her voice—her undisguised, feminine voice echoed in the bedroom.

"I'm curious, what's so special about your so-called Chosen King? Is the so-called 'miracle' in your eyes really indestructible!"

'zizizizizizizizizizizizi'

Accompanied by the sound like melting metal, the faces of the guards gradually became dull.

They are, after all, the Praetorians defending Ravenna, and the 'Prince of Victory' is a faction of its own.

Therefore, they had only heard about the power that Dietrich possessed, but rarely witnessed anything with their own eyes.

But now, some kind of supernatural power that normal humans can never do is emerging before their eyes!

Her clothes were burning, and hot lava was flowing from her body.

It was the lava that melted the weapons in the hands of the guards!

"What is this..."

Finally, amidst such terrified cries, the hot molten iron armor was formed.

【Fortress of Greed Anvidet】

"Come on, if this is what you want!!"

Chapter 49: Rove

Heroes, warriors are mighty.

They have extraordinary martial arts, and they even have the ability to dominate the battlefield situation when they hold those magical weapons.

Of course, the same goes for wizards.

However, their strength has an upper limit.

If you don't discuss your weaknesses in frontal combat, there is one thing that will never change.

That is: they are still mortal.

Like Siegmund, the hero who once suppressed an era, even though he has extremely violent power, he will still be killed in the chaos.

Like Simfi Otley, who is not afraid of pain and death, he can still be poisoned to death by a glass of poisoned wine.

Of course the same is true of the wizards in the mouths of the bards.

The number of wizards killed by the traveling warriors with swords and swords is really quite a lot, and the corpses can be used to pave a road from the city of Godsend to the ruined city of the Rhine today.

Those heroes chosen by the Valkyries and wizards who are proficient in magic are powerful, but because they are still mortal, they are not divorced from human understanding.

People may adore these people, but theoretically they have little to fear.

However, the situation is different now.

The molten iron flowed on the body like flowing water, and the scorching high temperature could be said to hit the face.

For those guards wearing standard armor, they could feel the blazing heat just by standing around the city.

At this time, they had all put down their spears that had been melted by the flowing molten iron.

even……

'boom'

With the sound of metal falling, they threw the remaining gun barrels directly to the ground.

It's not that they think the long pole is useless, looking at the way they grin their teeth, it's just being burned.

And, by the time they feel that scalding pain, it's too late, because even their gauntlets tend to turn red.

At this temperature, the metal is shaped into something like a soldering iron, if not melted.

'Zizzi'

Moreover, what makes people feel even worse is that although the flowing hot molten iron has converged into the shape of armor, there are still flowing parts on the armor.

"So hot……"

In the end, among the surrounding crowd, it is unknown who started to take the lead, and such voices spread out.

They just stood still and were not close to each other, but they could already feel the heat wave that hit their faces.

Yes, this is not an illusion.

Both the melting of the weapons before and the hot wind blowing in the face now symbolize the truth.

However, perhaps because Her Highness the Princess herself was still restraining herself, she was not so frenzied as to set everything in the palace on fire.

But even so, most people have fear in their hearts.

Perhaps it was because of the scarlet eyes under the helmet of the ram that seemed to be burning, or perhaps it was the blazing feeling brought by the inhuman high temperature.

"Don't panic!"

Seeing that the maid beside her seemed to be unable to hold her weapon steadily, Otilia couldn't help but speak.

Although it was also the first time for her to see her daughter showing such an almost inhuman posture, she knew better that someone must stand up to stabilize the morale of the army at this time.

"When she was born, Dittmar used his magical means to endow her with extraordinary power."

Although what Otilia said was quite vague, she gave a clearer definition: magic.

Although most of the people present didn't know exactly what kind of magic could do this, they were still somewhat at ease.

After all, although they don't have any specific concepts about the legendary runes and magic, at least they know that these things do exist.

However, existence and reasonableness do not mean that they have a way to deal with it.

Because at this point, not to mention how to deal with it, for these guards and shield maidens, it takes a lot of courage just to get close to the burning ram warrior.

How to break the defense?

How can we not come into contact with that molten iron armor?

Indistinctly, the guards and shield maidens involuntarily began to retreat.

After a few seconds, they had enlarged the original encirclement a lot.

Although Otilia, who was not good at fighting in the crowd, didn't feel much about it, but as the enemy under siege, Dietrich could see it clearly.

So at this moment, she laughed outright.

"What's the matter? No one dares to punish me as a 'fake'? I think you should have your own support! Claim that the child you protect is the true king chosen by the gods, so what about the gods in your eyes! "

'boom'

Obviously Dietrich was standing where she was, she didn't even take out her Howling Demon Sword which can greatly strengthen the flame.

But at this moment, a wave of heat exploded from her body as the center.

Like a fiery hurricane!

'boom'

When the blast-like air wave directly swept away, the surrounding guards were directly overturned to the ground.

It was just one blow, she hadn't drawn out her sword yet, but most of the people had already been overturned.

Like dominoes, when the soldiers closest to her were blown away, the successive collisions caused the originally well-trained soldiers to stagger.

'boom'

But before the rest of the people stood still, this wave of rage hit again.

Air wave two combo!

Under this blow without any contact, only Queen Ottilia was left standing there.

And it was obviously Dietrich's intention.

At this moment, she didn't even look at the warriors and maids who fell to the ground and didn't die.

She just walked towards the retreating queen step by step.

At this moment, Otilia couldn't see her daughter's face clearly at all, so naturally, she didn't know what kind of face was under the ram helmet.

As far as she is concerned, she can only see the scarlet gaze under the horn and helmet.

And that sight terrified her.

As she approached, she could only back away while holding her child.

She looked around in her bedroom, as if she was observing the environment, and at the same time she was slowly approaching the secret passage in the bedroom.

"Come on, let me see if the gods will protect the child they have chosen."