You and me under the world tree

Hodder even has a deep understanding of this point.

Because that's who he is.

But compared to his elder, it is difficult for the young Siegfried to admit this.

Starting from the seaport city of Amstel, he tries to be nice to everyone around him.

He even went to the barracks to visit the soldiers after handling government affairs every day, communicate and chat with them.

He didn't want to be separated from them.

For him, the most ideal interpersonal relationship should be to maintain the friendship between the monarch and his subjects at the same time.

He never felt that he was an unparalleled king. The entire Kingdom of the Netherlands should be a huge chariot built and driven by everyone.

This idea is indeed very good, but the problem is that it is too good.

It is so beautiful that it does not exist in reality, because people are selfish after all.

No matter who it is.

"Correct."

After sorting out the thoughts in his mind, Siegfried said.

But at this moment, he only felt that his throat was burning, and his voice was quite hoarse.

"I should have understood a long time ago, after all, even the interior of the palace is not an iron plate now."

Maybe Siegfried is not the kind of man with scheming and city plans, but he is also a king after all.

It may also be because he has always wanted to treat each other sincerely. His seemingly defenseless heart is also very sensitive to changes in emotions and inner tendencies.

Therefore, he also understood what the Dutch court he was in had become.

"The interior is not iron-clad, and fighting with each other is a good thing in a sense, kid, you don't have to worry too much."

Facing Hodder's words, Siegfried couldn't speak a single word.

To be honest, of course he understood that.

If his courtiers are all a piece of iron, if those people under him completely abandon him as the king, then they may plan to change the king at any time.

According to the conventional perspective of a ruler, no one would want all his subordinates to wear the same pair of pants, and there must always be a little discordant voice to make people feel at ease.

Because only when intricate factions are formed within the palace, the status of the king in their eyes will be elevated without limit-even if the person in the high position knows nothing about intrigues, tricks, tricks, and political strategies, this status is still there.

However, for the current Siegfried, he has a feeling of clenching his fists and not being able to punch hard.

His court is like a ball of cotton in terms of performance. If his attitude is not tough, then the strength may be dispersed somewhere.

He already knew these things.

It's just that I never wanted to admit it.

Because once he admits it, he feels that his efforts all the time seem to be ineffective.

"Then what can I do..."

In the end, Siegfried said in a tone almost complaining.

There was a sense of self-defeating in that attitude for a while.

However, this time was different, Hodder did not directly answer what he meant.

If Siegfried is still the fledgling blacksmith apprentice, he doesn't mind throwing the answer to him directly, and let him hold the answer and slowly figure out his experience.

But now it is not necessary at all.

Because just like he is unwilling to admit that he has always overestimated the moral and cognitive level of human beings, to a certain extent, he is also unwilling to admit that his power is extremely limited.

"Don't you know?"

"Ok, I know."

Now, as a king, all he can do is try his best to let those who 'pay' get their due 'return'.

It has nothing to do with force or anything, this is what a king should do.

"Your Majesty! Your Majesty! The frontline battle report has been delivered!"

Chapter 96: Sword scabbard, sculpture

In the end, the arrival of Palace Chancellor Hagen completely broke the tranquility of this small room belonging to the apprentice blacksmith.

However, he did not directly enter the room, but continued to wait outside the study.

As for why this is so, it is naturally to draw a clear line.

"You have a clever palace minister, and it's quite easy to use."

Looking at the closed door, Hodder said with a smile.

After hearing such words, Siegfried couldn't help being taken aback for a moment, and then he nodded slowly.

"Well, for me, Hagen is a good palace minister and a good friend."

In any case, as the king, Siegfried is not without a spokesperson in the court that seems to have become a huge whirlpool.

Hagen.

The half-blood warrior from Tronpage was his staunchest follower.

He has no interests of his own, because he has been subordinate to the one in the Kingdom of the Netherlands from the very beginning.

Although in the eyes of outsiders, Hagen behaved very much like a powerful minister who intends to control the kingdom, and he has suffered a lot of infamy for this, but he was unmoved by it.

"Part of his infamy and responsibility should have been borne by me."

When mentioning this, Siegfried didn't know what kind of attitude he should show.

If I had to say it, it should be a feeling of guilt mixed with guilt.

It is still unacceptable in his heart to let others bear the infamy instead of him.

Although this has become a fact that has to be done, there is always a small lump in his heart.

And more importantly, he is not a bystander, but a direct beneficiary.

Because of this, he finds it weird to even express guilt or something.

He cared too much about this, so even if he wanted to express his inner guilt and tell the essence of this matter, he was still afraid that others would label him hypocritical.

"Hagen understands you and is willing to bear the infamy for you and become a powerful minister in the eyes of others. That's because you don't care about his origin and lineage, reuse his talent, and give him a status under one person."

Looking at Siegfried's complicated face, Hodder said.

"Instead of expressing any guilt here, it's better to show your best side to face him, and give him some compensation and comfort."

Be a friend.

But the favor must continue to flow.

This is the last lesson that Hodder can teach Siegfried, and this is the most suitable "king's route" for Siegfried.

There is no need to play any conspiracy, nor is it to play any tricks.

He himself is strong enough, and the name of the Volsung family has also been revived by him.

Then, for him, it is enough to give enough favors and win over with friendship.

This is the simplest and the most suitable so-called imperial mind technique for him.

"Well, I understand, Uncle."

At this moment, Siegfried took another deep breath.

He adjusted his facial expression a little, then put the crown on his head.

And after wearing this crown, he is no longer the "apprentice blacksmith" who has nothing to do and lives leisurely all day long.

Even though he can't meet outsiders now because he claims to cultivate himself, he still wants to maintain the majesty he should have as a king.

"call."

After arranging his robes that were a little messy due to lying flat, he looked back at the legendary Fog Demon War Sword placed beside the bed.

Just like the Holy Sword of God's Wrath that has been inserted in Barnstock, the Tree of Children, the Fog Demon Battle Sword cast from the soul of the evil dragon has always been placed in his study.

"Your sword is not afraid of being stolen here."

Looking at the icy magic sword randomly placed beside the bed, Hodder couldn't help but speak.

At this moment, before Siegfried could say anything more, Huo De's palm turned up.

Accompanied by the glow of the runes, a huge sculpture of an evil dragon appeared in the corner of the room.

The theme is a battle between a fierce wolf and a dark dragon.

Needless to say, the symbol of the wolf, in Midgard, the wolf is the symbol of the descendants of the Irfin tribe, not to mention the evil dragon.

"Favrenell..."

"I met with Lai Jin before, and he specially made such a statue for you that can be placed in your room. It was supposed to be placed in your room, so it was a little more gorgeous, but now it looks like a statue It’s just as good being here.”

The sculpture is obviously a statue of deeds, just like many kings would carve symbols of great achievements for themselves.

It's the same stuff, like portraits and sculptures.

As for this stuff, Siegfried doesn't actually have any good senses.

Because he himself knew the truth about the so-called dragon slaying deeds.

Perhaps in the eyes of others, the so-called dragon slaying must be a symbol of a hero, but he obviously knows his own affairs.

The so-called dragon slaying is nothing more than putting an end to a miserable man and passing on his remaining thoughts and will.

"It's nothing to remember."

"It's true that there is nothing to commemorate, but you have to commemorate it. This is the reason. One statue here is enough."

In any case, things in this area cannot be absent, it can be regarded as filling in the details.

After realizing what his uncle was talking about, Siegfried smiled wryly and shook his head.

"I think, isn't the sculpture of the wolf and the evil dragon just for fun?"

"Of course, have you seen the dragon head?"

Having said that, Huo De took the Fog Demon Battle Sword casually, and then inserted it into the head of the dragon sculpture.

There was originally a gap on the top, which was used to put the sword.

Looking closely, the hilt of the evil dragon's sword and Fafnir's sculpture blended together, as if it had a horn and a crown of dragon wings growing on its head.

But it's like being pierced by a sword...

"This thing is placed here, it was originally for you to see, use it as a scabbard."

"Um……"

After hearing Hodder's obviously meaningful words, Siegfried was taken aback for a moment.

But then the great Lord of Armies of the Netherlands closed his eyes again.

"I see, Uncle."

"Go."

In the end, Siegfried calmed down all the fluctuations on his face, and restored that solemn expression.

Under Hodder's gaze, the young king came out of his room.

However, at this moment, Hodder had a bad feeling in his heart.

Looking at Siegfried's appearance, he always felt that the child didn't understand the psychological hint he gave before.

But when you think about it, it doesn't really matter.

Just achieve the goal.

Thinking of this, Hodder walked to the edge of the room, which was the only window in this small room, and through this window, he could easily see the scene below the palace.

That's the barracks... the barracks of the Skywrath Guards.

"After all, the king is not the whole of the kingdom. Even if one person can withstand thousands of troops, it is not as good as a good foundation and internal strength."