You and me under the world tree

"Yes, I am even more afraid to go to her. I have no way to get the money back from the palace, let alone face her, because I married another woman."

"Want to forget?"

"I have thought about it, but I can't forget it, but I think I can only convince myself... I am just a passer-by in her long life."

"But no, she died."

"Yes, she's dead."

He is drinking.

"Cough, cough, cough... She left me a child. I never thought that such a thing would happen. She gave me everything, but she was unable to raise her own child, which made her physically and mentally exhausted."

"The pressure of the kingdom crushed your father, and the love crushed your former lover."

"Yeah, think about it carefully, I have failed in this life."

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Ah, the previous picture was blown up, so I can only change to the harmony version

Chapter 85: All the way

King Gibbhi of Burgundy.

This man was called the 'virtuous king' by his own people.

Because under his rule, the Kingdom of Burgundy has passed the most difficult time, and the territories under the direct control are not only thriving, but the lords also swear allegiance to him.

What's more, this allegiance isn't just lip service.

The lords did not fight on their own, but were really twisted into one rope-on the surface, it was true.

But in fact, the undercurrent within the Kingdom of Burgundy has only subsided for a while in the past ten years or so.

Not many people know that more than 20 years ago, the Burgundy Kingdom had countless private conspiracies, and the "virtuous king" who inherited the throne even lived in the shadows.

As a king, he, as his queen, Una, lived under the knife of those assassins.

However, even so, his achievements cannot be denied by just anyone.

The lords of Burgundy can't, because in the power struggle, they are the obvious losers.

As for the people in the palace, it was even worse, because Jibixi was their king.

If you think about it carefully, the only one who can deny his deeds is himself.

But is it possible for a noble king to deny his own life and efforts?

The answer is possible.

This is not speculation, but fact.

Here, Howard sees an aging king denying his own life in a self-deprecating tone.

And all of a sudden, he suddenly felt that Jibixi was so pitiful.

But then, he laughed.

"I agree with that, your life does sound like a failure."

Having said that, Hodder couldn't help but glanced at the wine glass held in the old king's hand.

After a slight pause, he didn't even use the crystal glass, but picked up the bottle of fruit wine and began to pour it into his mouth.

"You look as if you're standing on top of the Burgundian kingdom, but you're tied to it with ropes."

Jibixi didn't deny anything, he just poured mead for himself silently.

Before talking and drinking, his bottle of mead seemed to be almost finished, but what he poured out now was the last glass.

'patta'

Suddenly, he suddenly let go.

The empty mead bottle just fell on the table, and then, he covered his head, looking a little uncomfortable.

"Cough cough cough."

He coughed again.

Probably out of concern for his own etiquette, he covered his mouth, then wiped it again.

"Sorry, I might be a little...drunk."

"It's like getting old."

Regarding Jibishi's slightly abnormal behavior, the sage didn't seem to notice anything unusual, and just said calmly.

Then, he shook his head.

"In fact, there are many kings in this world. Their reasons for sitting on the throne are different. Some people are willing to dedicate themselves to the kingdom and devote themselves to seeking benefits for the people, while others pursue fame and like to expand their territories. , and even some people sit on the throne to enjoy the power in their hands, and never think about other things."

"Um……"

"Some of them are called 'virtuous kings', some are militaristic tyrants, or foolish kings who listen to the slander of villains, but it is undeniable that they are free and not bound by the seat under their buttocks on."

Finally, Hodder began to tap on his desk.

"I think you should understand what I mean."

"So I also said that I actually failed."

At this moment, Jibishi lowered his head, and he sighed deeply.

"Perhaps people outside won't believe it. I didn't have any ideas at first. I just wanted to overcome the difficulties in front of me...and when the difficulties in front of me are solved, I will marry her."

"Then, after procrastinating and procrastinating, I finally found myself standing in the vortex of the palace and could not escape... Do you want to say that?"

"I think I should have tried my best. On the issue of marriage, I have argued with my father, but if I marry her instead of Wuna, some unpredictable consequences may happen."

"So you backed off."

"Yes, I am a coward."

Staring at the crystal clear mead in the wine glass, Jibixi said.

And at the end, I don't know if it was because of drinking too much wine, the old king began to close his eyes and start raving.

"I'm just a coward. I'm nothing. In the end, I found that I didn't do any of the things I wanted to do in the first place."

"Then do you like your current wife?"

"I said I don't like it...cough cough cough, will you believe me?"

"Well, no matter what, she is the wife who has spent the difficult years together. No matter what, she will have some feelings. I just pity your former lover. You didn't even know that she gave birth to an eldest son for you."

Hagen is the eldest son of...

This seems obvious news to those in the know.

Maybe most people think that the former old king was just tired of his first wife, so he started to get some wild food outside, but if you really want to count in terms of age, Hagen is probably the eldest son.

"Well, eldest son, but the pregnancy period of a dwarf may be different from that of a normal human, even if it is a mixed race..."

Then, the words stop there.

For Jibixi, talking about the former dwarf girl is tantamount to reopening the wound.

So, he couldn't continue talking.

The old king just laughed.

Some ridicule, some powerlessness.

"Maybe, this layer of identity will be useful to you?"

"No, it's of no use at all."

"Um……"

After a moment of silence, the old king slowly raised his head, and he stared at the man in black robe.

"I'm a little curious."

"what?"

"What is Your Excellency the Sage pursuing?"

"I once tried to build the Netherlands into the first kingdom in the atrium world, but that was a long time ago."

Facing Jibishi's slightly cloudy gaze, Hodder calmly responded.

"But now, I am no longer involved in the construction of the kingdom, but I can tell you the wish of that child Siegfried."

"Siegfried..."

"That child he wants to bring eternal peace, no one will fight for war again, and no family will be torn apart by war again."

"A very good wish."

"Well, it's really beautiful."

"But...cough cough cough cough."

He took a deep breath, then laughed.

I don't know if I am helpless or mocking.

"But it's a pity... such a beautiful wish must be achieved through filthy means, and people are subject to change. Can you ensure that he will never change?"

"I can't be sure, the future is uncertain, but I can get this done before he turns bad."

Hodder stood up right there, his shadow gradually elongated under the gradually dimming sunset.

In Jibixi's eyes, his figure seemed to be gradually becoming blurred, and even gradually melting into the darkness.

"My children, they..."

"They must die...at least on the surface, there have been many such methods since the beginning."

"Is it."

"You can boast to your father, saying that at the end of your life, you finally defeated an opponent that your father has never won in his entire life."

He said.

"Even if it's just a little bit."

"Is this considered... winning?"

"You've achieved your goal, haven't you? Even if it's moral kidnapping or something..."

"right."

In the end, the old king's hand hung down feebly, and he seemed unable to drink the last glass of wine.

All he wanted was a good night's sleep.

But at this moment, in Huo De's eyes, the bright red that emerged from his palm was extremely dazzling.

This was the hand he used to cover his mouth before.

"So what the hell are you trying to do? Be soft? Tell a story? But whatever..."

The sage in black robe raised the glass of honey wine on the table, and then slowly poured it down on the ground.

A golden flow line, like Yin and Yang separated.

Finally, the sun went down completely.

At the moment when the sun and the moon alternated, darkness appeared in the world.

"farewell."

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