You and me under the world tree

"How about wiping your mouth if you're full?"

Then, just as she was staring at the figures on the banquet, a familiar voice came from her ear.

Looking up, the monarch of the Netherlands did not know when he stepped down from his throne, and then he handed out his handkerchief.

In the glorious palace, his smile is sunny and gentle.

And after seeing this scene, Krimhild, who was still thinking about how to 'appear', sank to the bottom of his heart.

Even, her eyes were breathing fire.

"Hilda..."

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No one could understand Krimhild's mood at the moment.

She has always had an admiration for the now famous Lord of Armies.

Even, this kind of love has continued since a few years ago, and the source of all this is that dream.

No one will dream for no reason, after all, dreams are based on day and night thoughts.

But it is precisely because of this that this situation seems strange.

Because, far away in Burgundy, she had never heard of Siegfried's name, and at that time, Siegfried hadn't become famous yet, and he was in the state of 'death'.

For her at that time, the only chance she might have heard of this name was a little earlier.

Because at that time, there was an interesting thing, and that was the original source: His Royal Highness the prince of the Gothic Kingdom confirmed that Siegfried, the last descendant of the Volsung family, and his teacher Huo De had all died.

Even, in recognition of their heroic battles, His Royal Highness even sent their remains back to the Kingdom of the Netherlands with a particularly grand ceremony.

Although the princes and princesses of the Kingdom of Burgundy certainly hadn't seen that kind of scene with their own eyes, it was quite a sensation, and even the former king Jibixi let out a long sigh.

For people of the older generation like them, the Volsung family is a legend, and when the last posthumous son of Siegmund withered, anyone would feel emotional.

As Her Royal Highness the Princess of Burgundy, the only chance Krimhild had to come into contact with the name Siegfried was at that time.

However, this kind of contact is undoubtedly negative, and it doesn't make an extremely beautiful princess who is loved by her parents and brothers have any thoughts at all.

Even then, Siegfried seemed like a joke.

Because Siegmund's aura is too much, and his eldest son and second son are warriors favored by the gods.

Compared with them, Siegfried, who died in battle with the giants, is undoubtedly a buffoon.

Whether or not these cynics could have done it themselves, it did at the time.

It is precisely for this reason that Krimhild believes in his dream.

Although she had given up such unrealistic thoughts and guesses on the way because of the persuasion of her parents and brothers, the heroic attitude shown by the returning Siegfried was enough to fascinate every girl.

The princess in the deep boudoir has thus fallen.

There is no one who does not love the famous hero, not to mention that Kriemhildr had dreamed about him long ago.

The sharp-edged features, the blond hair glistening in the candlelight, were all exactly as she remembered them.

She believed that it was a kind of guidance, and they should be the happiest match made in heaven in this world.

Moreover, because no one around her could answer this abnormality, her parents couldn't help guessing later.

She came to this city of wrath full of joy, and looked at that handsome man affectionately.

She expected that man to watch her too.

She has looked forward to countless romantic scenes, because of the guidance of "fate", she believes that the handsome hero will be as crazy as her the moment he sees her.

But what is going on now?

Just as she was showing a certain reserve of anticipation and was watching the high and mighty prince frequently at the banquet, he slowly walked off the throne, but went to the opposite side of her.

Compared with himself, who is extremely delicate in both etiquette and appearance, and has the reserve and allure of the royal family in every move, he seems to be more interested in that extremely vulgar, rude woman from the north?

How could it be like this, how could she be like this...

When Siegfried handed out the handkerchief to Hilda as he was used to with a gentle smile, Krimhild felt his mind go blank.

She fixed her eyes on the hero's back, and she couldn't help but start thinking about it in her mind.

His voice was extremely gentle, as if he was introducing himself to himself in a dream.

Because of this, his expression now should be as gentle and unrestrained as in her dream.

But why not her?

No, it shouldn't be like this!

At this moment, Krimhild couldn't help pursing his lips.

Her etiquette and upbringing would not allow her to fully express her sense of loss on her face, but under the table where no one could see, her little hands were already clenched into fists.

In the end, at the moment when her brain fully recovered, the beautiful Princess quickly found a reason for herself.

It's just the chic and gentlemanly performance of her hero.

This should actually be considered a good thing.

Because he can treat a woman who loses her composure like a gentleman, so I'm afraid he will treat himself more enthusiastically.

When she thought this way, Hilda just stared at the gentle-faced dragon-slaying hero with a subtle look.

"What a gentleman..."

She didn't embarrass him either, she just calmly took the handkerchief from his hand.

But at the moment when she held the handkerchief in her hands, she suddenly touched something else. This kind of touch was definitely not a handkerchief, and there were other things hidden inside.

Thinking of this, her complexion could not help showing a bit of stiffness, and in order not to make herself look abnormal, she quickly lowered her head.

In the eyes of others, she fell for the charm of the young Lord of Hosts like a shy little girl, and quickly wiped her mouth with the handkerchief in her hand.

At this moment, Siegfried was not in a hurry to get back his handkerchief, he just turned around naturally, and his gentle eyes scanned the audience.

He didn't actually look at the people, he just glanced at the plates on the table.

At this time, the food is almost eaten, although all kinds of meat are still being roasted, and the chefs in the kitchen are still busy.

But now no one proposes extra meals.

At this point, it is actually almost the same, even the king of big stomachs should be full.

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but smile.

"Thank you very much for your appreciation." Siegfried said calmly.

There is no specific opening ceremony, and no fixed speech script.

"At the beginning, when I was still weak, you gave me the capital to fight against the Hengding family. Today's Volsunger family and today's Netherlands naturally still have many shortcomings. I hope to maintain my strength with you. A peaceful relationship, the people have not recovered from the trauma of the war, I hope to work with you to maintain the prosperity of Midgard."

Then, at the moment Siegfried said that, the others inevitably showed subtle expressions.

Is this... what a king should say?

In fact, it sounded like something a store manager would say when he took office.

However, no one here will not give face.

Because they came here to please the young king and hero.

When the fist is big enough, the so-called oratory ability is the same.

"The Netherlands belongs to the Volsung family, and your Excellency is worthy of the name of a hero."

In the end, someone came along.

Warriors under the Gothic Prince: Wittig!

Then, someone else stood up.

"In order to celebrate another outstanding hero in Midgard, our Kingdom of Burgundy has specially prepared a congratulatory gift."

Chapter One Hundred Thirteen: The Princess of Burgundy

The man who stood up was Gunther, King of Burgundy.

In order to show the importance he attached to the Kingdom of the Netherlands this time, as the king, he put aside his domestic power and came in person.

And in terms of identity, he is a higher class than those princes, princesses and even queens who came as envoys.

But, after all, not everyone can be as unscrupulous as him.

Because not all kingdoms are like the Kingdom of Burgundy, and there is a retired old king who is not even old and dim-sighted at home.

Therefore, even if he, the young king, left the royal city with his brothers and sisters and came to the capital of a neighboring country, it didn't matter.

Because the entire kingdom will not stagnate because of his departure, and there will be no various problems within the kingdom.

In fact, since being repulsed by the ever-rising Volsung family, and even knocked out the psychological shadow of all the main fighters in the kingdom, the Kingdom of Burgundy has not experienced any large-scale wars.

Although until now, some of their border lords still have conflicts with the Gothic Kingdom.

But even if there were casualties, it was nothing more than a 'small fight' among the lords.

Civil strife has naturally been inevitable in Burgundy for decades.

Because the lord's own excessive power will always cause all kinds of bad situations.

However, these are within the controllable range after all, and they have not yet reached the point of breaking the bones.

Compared with the vicissitudes of other kingdoms over the past few decades, the Kingdom of Burgundy is indeed stable.

However, because of the individual heroism prevalent in Midgard, Burgundy, which has not had a hero who can lead the trend of the times for a long time, is not as beautiful as the Netherlands and Goth next door.

Especially now, when the Lord of Armies like Siegfried appeared in the Netherlands, and after the undefeated weapon master Hiltebrand in Goths, Dietrich the Giant Conqueror appeared, Burgundy The first appeared even more humble.

For the Kingdom of the Atrium World, 'hero' is always an enduring topic, and even a hero with extremely strong personal strength is comparable to an army to a certain extent.

Therefore, invisibly, the Kingdom of Gothic and the Kingdom of the Netherlands, which have many "heroes", are on a higher level than the peaceful Kingdom of Burgundy in terms of hard power.

But even so, no monarch with a little brain would underestimate Burgundy, after all, it has a peaceful foundation for decades.

"Krim..."

While the guests at the banquet were watching the king coming from afar, Gunter called his sister's name softly.

And at the same time the Princess of Burgundy: Krimhild rises.

She held a fully enclosed crystal bottle in her hand, and the two ends of the cylindrical crystal bottle were magnificent sapphires.

These two gemstones seem to have a magical aura of their own.

However, because the bonfire burning the barbecue and the candle lamps in the hall are too bright, this thing seems to be like this.

But at this moment, Siegfried didn't underestimate this seemingly delicate 'handicraft'.

Because, if you really count it, this should be the number one priceless treasure in the entire atrium.

Phnom Penh Rose...

"Hagen!"

Then, above the hall, Siegfried shouted loudly.

At the same time, the half-blood palace minister who was grabbing a lamb leg and gnawing wantonly raised his head.

The little warrior in Trondye first glanced at the lord he was loyal to, and then probably realized that he had no image at all, and then couldn't help but put down the leg of lamb in his hand.

But Siegfried obviously didn't care about these people, he glanced at his palace face very calmly.

"Turn off the lights," he said

At the same time, the half-blood warrior was licking the grease on his fingers, and then casually snapped his fingers.

'patta'

In an instant, the candle lamps and bonfires in the entire hall were extinguished.

At this moment, only the moonlight outside the gate and the huge window shines into the palace.

However, before the guests paid more attention to the scenery of the dark palace, their eyes were attracted by the bright light in the hands of Her Highness the Princess.

The sapphire engraved with the runes emitted a radiance, and this radiance made the crystal clear crystal bottle begin to reflect the cool radiance.