You and me under the world tree

"Hey." Facing his uncle's statement, Siegfried didn't deny much.

He just smirked.

The sun was falling on the garden, as always, exactly as it had been decades ago.

…………

When the King is Coronated (End)

Volume [-]: The Day of the Journey

Prologue: An Undercurrent Under Steady

The mortal celebrations are still going on, because it is the king's coronation ceremony, and all the expenses today are counted on Siegfried, the king.

It was the new king, Siegfried, who paid for a large amount of food, and set up stalls in the square like a cafeteria.

No matter who they are or what their status is, as long as they conform to the most basic rules of order in the royal city, they can enjoy those foods at will.

Of course, because there are too many people, sometimes friction is inevitable.

It is obviously impossible to expect these people to have fun spontaneously without friction during this kind of celebration, so the guards are needed to maintain order.

And whether they looked at the face of King Siegfried or the weapons and power of the guards, they naturally had to be quiet.

No one wants to make trouble in this hilarious atmosphere.

Not only because the laws within the kingdom are there, but more importantly, even the group atmosphere is now emphasizing a positive role.

If you mess around with any sabotage at this time, it will make yourself look extremely out of group.

Even, he might be hostile in the future.

In this case, for most normal people, even the most escaped people will become quieter and celebrate this beautiful day with the residents.

Even if their minds are elsewhere at this time, at least they have to pretend to be so on the surface.

Yes, superficial skills have to be done well...

"Look at the people around here..." Studus said meaningfully

At this moment, his eyes looked around at the surrounding figures of considerable status.

"On the surface, it seems that they are all blessing Siegfried, and they are even talking with each other, talking about how to govern the country as heirs, but their eyes glance at the royal tomb of the Volsung family from time to time. "

"I think this is a normal thing, because that 'Sacred Sword of Glory' looks... not inferior to the Holy Sword of God's Wrath, Gulam?"

It was Wittig who spoke.

His father was Wieland, an elf blacksmith who was once very famous in the Atrium world. Although he himself loved martial arts and was even obsessed with the name of a hero, he did not inherit his father's craftsmanship.

However, under the influence of his ears and eyes since he was a child, he also knows how to distinguish good weapons.

However, it was precisely because he hadn't mastered this aspect at all, so later on, his tone couldn't help rising, and he looked uncertain.

"In short, a good weapon is a strategic weapon worth inheriting for a kingdom."

At this moment, Wittig could not help but pause for a moment.

"Actually, I think only someone as rich and powerful as Siegfried is willing to use such a weapon as a 'souvenir'."

Anyone with a discerning eye can see that Siegfried placed that powerful holy sword in the royal tomb, obviously not thinking of using it.

But in fact, the Lord of Armies himself really does not lack any magical weapons.

First of all, he has the holy sword of wrath from his father Siegmund.

This can also be explained by "father's sword", but on the other hand, he has his own weapon.

The mist demon battle sword Balmonk, which exudes evil spirits, is collected by the evil dragon Favnir.

Moreover, his subordinate: Pirate Queen Hevale also holds the bloodthirsty sword Tyrfing, which is known as omnipotent.

"The Netherlands does not lack any magical weapons, and even makes people jealous."

"I didn't say it was abnormal." Hearing what Wittig said, Studus just shrugged, "I just thought it was funny."

Then, at this moment, his expression was a little exaggerated, even so exaggerated that it was hard to look directly at.

If it weren't for the incomparable detachment of his recent behavior, it would make people think that he is acting.

"I just thought it was fun, after all you look around."

Then, he set his sights on the Icelandic princess in the distance.

At this moment, she was completely unaware of the gazes of Studus and the others. She was just chatting with her best friend Nanna, but her eyes never left the vicinity of the royal tomb.

It looks like she's introducing the set here, but who knows if she's talking about something else?

"Not only men, but even those women who admire martial arts are very interested in that sword. Isn't this self-deprecating?"

"Why are women overwhelmed?"

Then, at this moment, Dietrich, who had been silent all this time, suddenly spoke.

His Royal Highness the Gothic prince has always been taciturn, and would never even intervene in the small talk among his subordinates in the past, but he is extremely sensitive about it.

"Women... I just don't think they're going to do much good with weapons."

Studus might want to say more impolite words, but when he saw that His Royal Highness, whom he had always respected so much, spoke, his expression became awkward.

"After all, aren't those women who claim to be beautiful and powerful and fly in the air just like that?"

Although it seems that it is because of the cognition of characters like Valkyrie, Studus's words seem to have exposed his extremely deep cognition of men and women.

He is contemptuous of women, at least on the surface.

"Studus."

"Ok?"

"If you were given another chance, would you be sure to defeat that man named Bolvik?"

The prince's question seemed extremely abrupt, but raising this question at such a hilarious moment inevitably felt like a sabotage.

So at this moment, Studus' expression couldn't help but become ugly.

The Hungarian warrior Polvik...

As a well-known northern dragon slayer, Studas lost to an unknown young Hungarian warrior. This is not good news.

Although he looks a bit rough-headed, it cannot be said that he doesn't value his reputation.

He's open-minded, it's true.

But open-mindedness does not mean indifference.

"No……"

After thinking for a while, he finally gave this answer.

"His strength is not weak, even I can't parry it. As for the skills..." He shook his head, "Actually, his speed is too fast."

Only he who fought fiercely with that man named Bolvik knew where he lost.

strength……

He is somewhat inferior.

martial arts...

In this regard, he actually has the advantage.

To put it bluntly, he was actually defeated by speed.

At the last moment, he clearly saw that the opponent changed his moves when he was approaching, and the speed even exceeded the comprehension ability of normal people.

And at this moment, he couldn't help turning his gaze to the very edge.

In the corner, King Etzel of Hungary was just casually chatting with Polvik.

However, the expression of the Hungarian warrior did not look very good.

Not to say perfunctory, but it seems a little dissatisfied.

I don't know if he had any conflict with his king.

But Studus didn't want to care about these, at this moment, he clenched his fists directly.

"Don't make excuses for yourself if you lose."

"Yes, I know……"

Even though there was displeasure on his face, he still responded to his prince like this.

Watching such a conversation, Sifka, who had always regarded himself as a transparent person, couldn't help but lower his head.

flaw……

He seems to have found it.

But at the same time, he didn't know that His Royal Highness the prince with scarlet eyes was also squinting at him.

Even though the atmosphere is so cheerful, the waves behind it are not stable at all.

Chapter 1: The Court of Truth

At the same time, almost at the same time, the gods were gathering in the golden palace on the plains of Idawar.

This is the palace of the god king Odin, and at the same time it is also the meeting hall of the gods.

In fact, the gods usually have two places to discuss matters, one is the well of fate where the three goddesses of fate are located, and the spring of Urd named after Noren's elder sister Uld.

The three goddesses of Noren lived here.

However, it is basically there to discuss matters related to doomsday prophecy, and there are actually very few gods who are qualified to go there.

Including the god king Odin and Thor, the god of thunder, the number of people who came was counted on two hands.

Although the gods are gods, the Asa protoss are a group after all.

They did not establish a complete kingdom system like humans, because only Odin was their leader.

But just because it is an ethnic group, there are occasional internal conflicts, so it is necessary to have a place for arbitration or even trial.

In order to obtain a satisfactory result.

This is actually the reason why the Asa Protoss group itself is embarrassing.

Although Odin bears the title of the king of the gods, the gods of Asgard are not a country, but a family. It is true that Odin has various rights as the head of the family.

But this right is limited to a certain extent.

No one knows why Odin did this in the first place, but Odin did limit his powers.

Instead of a dictatorship, he created an organization.

Of course, since the gods are supreme, they never need to borrow any name or taboo to express themselves.

Therefore, this organization only has an unpretentious name: Tribunal of Truth.

From the beginning to the present, the seat of the Tribunal has been changing, but now that the Protoss is extremely prosperous, the seat of the Tribunal has finally been fixed.

It has twelve seats in total.

The first eight are:

King of the Gods: Odin

Goddess of Heaven and Earth: Frigg

God of Thunder: Thor

God of Wildfire: Loki

God of War: Tyr

God of abundance: Frey

God of Poetry: Blaki

Goddess of Fate: Valdandy

The above-mentioned gods respectively symbolize several forces, needless to say the god king Odin, he and his child Thor obviously wear a pair of pants.