You and me under the world tree

As the god of light and joy, what emerges from the bottom of his heart is an inexplicable sense of aggrievedness.

Because from the outside, the whole palace should not be so big at all, and the reason why it looks long, with winding corridors and a garden and various rooms, the reason why it can accommodate these things is of course "magic" '.

Breda could feel the unpredictable magical power shrouding the entire palace.

Moreover, this subtle combination of magic is unfathomable even to him as a god.

Su Dong's daughter Gonglu...

Ordinary people may not understand the symbolic meaning of this taboo, but Breda does.

The giant king Sudong, that was the giant who used to be in charge of the poet's mead. Regardless of the so-called wisdom, he is the giant king that the great god Odin personally characterized as 'unable to head-on'.

Although today's giants generally hide in Jotunheim, it seems that they have been driven to a dead end by the gods, and in name, the land of Jotunheim is still "rewarded" by the gods.

However, things are actually not that simple.

Tianhou once told her children that there is absolutely no kindness and mercy in the bloody feud between gods and giants, let alone rewarding land for them to live on.

And the reason why the gods would make that kind of decision called 'benevolence' is of course related to the giant itself.

Although the tide of blood brought about by Ymir's death gave birth to life, the monstrous wave of blood at that time was fatal to any species.

After all, that is the first life born from the original poisonous water eitr, the poison flowing in his blood even the gods would shy away.

And the monstrous wave of blood caused after killing Ymir even swept the once extremely chaotic world. In this case, the gods themselves can't take care of themselves, let alone other people.

And when the gods finally adjusted and settled the ethnic group, the world tree had grown from Ymir's corpse, and during this time, the surviving giants had already huddled together, and various giants were born among them. All kinds of powerhouses.

One of them is Su Dong...

In terms of pure magical attainments, Odin, who drank the spring of wisdom at the cost of one eye, could not face Su Dong head-on, so what about his daughter Gong Lu who was carefully taught by Su Dong?

can't do...

Even though Breda subconsciously looked down on Gonglu who had passed away for many years, he had to admit one thing:

In terms of magical attainments, as a member of the Asa clan, he is far inferior to the giant princess.

If he starts from the principle of magic, he has no clue at all.

Gonglu is such a woman...

If she could be crushed by magic, the great god Odin would not have to coax and deceive the inexperienced princess when he stole the poetry and mead.

How good is direct magic control?

However, magic is not that simple after all.

Even though it is extremely delicate in terms of structure, there is no way to safely crack it based on Breda's own words.

But he still has another way after all: brute force.

Although the structure of the magic covering the entire palace is incomparably exquisite, the current driver is not the giant princess after all, but a human being.

Human beings are weak, no matter from which point of view they are.

Not to mention that Gripal is not a descendant of a god, even though his ancestry may be traced back to his father god, his bloodline is extremely thin.

Not everyone is the Volsung family who has produced heroes from generation to generation, and not everyone is Siegmund or Siegfried.

But even Siegfried doesn't matter, there are countless human heroes, but they are far less than gods.

Theoretically, it should be true...

But for some reason, at this moment, the face of the man who had only met once suddenly appeared in Breda's mind.

Obviously he didn't show his own face, but the combination of the rough cloth cloak, helmet, and armor that seemed to be a symbol still lingered in his mind.

"Tsk..."

Once he thought of this, he felt inexplicably irritable, and with the irritability gradually accumulated in his heart, his temper gradually became irritable.

This kind of irritability really wanted him to radiate all the negative emotions in his heart, and completely tear up this maze-like environment.

Even, along with the seemingly endless corners and passages, his body has gradually gathered a glow visible to the naked eye.

However, this radiance is slightly different from the warmth that people perceive.

After all, light can not only bring warmth, but if the temperature is too high, it can even burn the skin or even tear everything apart.

But in the end, this brilliance dimmed, because he finally suppressed his own strength and calmed down his anger.

After all, Nanna was more important than the uneasiness in his heart. If he behaved too violently, it would definitely cause dissatisfaction with his beloved.

So just be patient...

Finally, under this mentality, he finally came to an end.

"call……"

It might be ironic, but after walking out of the winding corridor, he finally saw the lawn, and at this moment, he felt a burst of relief.

This is a garden, and there are many passages around the garden, all of which lead to other places, but there is only one place for Breda to go.

"finally reached……"

After seeing the king's palace, he walked quickly towards it.

And it was completely different from the silence and emptiness of no one before. When he stepped into the palace, he saw the shield girl standing at the door like a guard, and the king was sitting in the center of the hall.

Gripal, the old man spoke when Breda stepped in.

"You are welcome, warrior."

"Your Majesty the King."

As the human warrior Breda, he saluted.

"I'm from Norway, and the purpose of coming here is to welcome Princess Nanna, my fiancée, back home."

His face is beyond handsome and his smile is flawless.

If you only look at this point, his own character is indeed quite perfect.

However, don't forget that this is Gripper's palace, and he can use magical means to spy anywhere if he wants.

And along the way, he also saw Breda's behavior in his eyes.

He could see it, whether it was the change in his expression or the flash of light that flashed across his body as he approached the exit.

And as an old wizard, even if he uses magic means to spy, he can still feel almost fatal oppression and threat.

To be honest, as a king, he has rarely experienced this feeling.

The last time I experienced this feeling was when I was traveling in Jotunheim and facing the giant king Sudong.

When he proposed to marry Gonglu, the giant king made him realize the gap like a gap.

different species...

Gazing at the handsome young man who came, Griple had this thought in his heart.

Then, his fist resting on the armrest of the throne was lightly clenched.

It's a lot of pressure...

Chapter 82: 'The perfect identity'

After observing Breda's performance in the pure 'maze' all the way, Gripal finally noticed the source of the vague pressure and anxiety he felt before.

racial disparity...

This is a biological instinct, and it is a proof of the weakness of human beings.

That's all for dwarves and elves, both of which are essentially 'derivative creations', just transformed by the maggots that fell out of the wound after Ymir died.

In essence, they are no different from the human beings transformed by the branches, at most the process is slightly simplified.

After all, the concept of "tree" also originated from Ymir's corpse, and gods also intervened in the process of forming the elves who yearned for light and the dwarves who were born with darkness.

Even, according to what Gripel heard from the giant king of Jotunheim, the weaknesses of the elves and dwarves were arranged by the gods.

But in any case, three of the intelligent populations in the Nine Realms do have obvious weaknesses:

The elves will fall into madness if they leave the brilliance for too long, while the dwarves will immediately petrify when they meet the brilliance of the sun, and the life span of human beings is extremely short.

Also because of these reasons, dwarf elves are a level lower than giants and gods that exist as primitive life forms.

Moreover, they would feel a kind of instinctive oppression, just like Griple felt now.

Because he is a wizard, the job of a human wizard is to use wisdom to explore mysteries, so he, Griple, can perceive this.

The last people who gave him such a sense of oppression were Su Dong and Gong Lu. The former exuded pressure when he heard that he was going to marry his daughter. As for the latter, they were not happy when they first met.

At that time, Gongro didn't seem to like men, and even rejected men, so he was hostile to Gripal, who came to visit as an adventurer.

That's right, hostility...

In order to express goodwill, intelligent creatures sometimes try to lower their aura and make themselves look as kind as possible.

This should theoretically be classified as a 'camouflage'.

And this camouflage will be torn off when the mood fluctuates, and Breda is now in this situation.

Of course, Gripal didn't know what was going on in Breda's heart, and he didn't even know that more than half of the violent mentality of the young man in front of him was caused by the sage Hodder who had only met once.

From his perspective, Mr. Breda was obviously annoyed by the maze.

Even on the way, he became angry for a while, and even aroused his own power to destroy that annoying labyrinth palace in one fell swoop.

Impulsive and irritable...

In this case, Griple can only temporarily attach this label to him.

However, the specifics have to be investigated slowly.

Thinking of this, the king bowed his head slightly.

The gap between experience is revealed at this moment. Gripal's lifespan is obviously not as long as that of Mr. Breda, but his experience is rich enough.

He once faced the giant king, and dared to say loudly to the powerful giant king that he would definitely bring happiness to the girl who had been hurt by love.

And that was the King of Giants that even the King of Gods would be afraid of.

Although Gripal himself didn't know Breda's identity, but whether it was a giant or a god, his identity and status were unlikely to completely surpass Su Dong.

So at this moment, the old king was rather calm, not even showing any flaws.

"Fiancée, it looks like that old guy Gevarus is finally willing to give up his love and marry off his beloved daughter."

He had the right to pretend that he didn't know Breda's identity, and just joked about it in a relaxed tone.

Gripal's smile didn't have any flaws. Although it didn't show much on his face, his somewhat old-fashioned smile did convey it.

Moreover, Breda didn't have any doubts, he just smiled.

"Yes."

No matter what Griple said, he agreed with this sentence first.

"I passed the test of His Majesty Gevarus, so he decided to marry his daughter to me, and I also promised that I would make her life full of brilliance."

brilliant...

Upon hearing this word, Griple couldn't help but raise his eyebrows.

I don't know if it was a misunderstanding, but he couldn't help but think of the scene he had divination.

Regarding Nanna's marriage, he did see that warm glow that filled his vision.

Maybe this brilliance refers to the person in front of him?

This doesn't seem too good...

The old king still remembers the last content of the picture: a sharp sword exuding blue light cut the light into pieces.

This is not a good sign.

If that brilliance really refers to the man in front of him, doesn't it mean that he will be killed in the future?

"Excuse me, where is Her Highness Nanna?"

As these thoughts raced through Griple's mind, he heard the question.

It looks like this 'young man' is a little impatient...