You and me under the world tree

Deep in his heart he probably knew.

However, he was unwilling to admit this.

But at this moment, he suddenly shifted his gaze to Etzel's face.

He found that the Hungarian King was watching him, and this made him take a deep breath.

Even though there was inexplicably instinctive panic in his heart, he still didn't show that anxiety on the surface.

"What's wrong?" he asked.

Little did he know that this question had exposed his lack of confidence.

"Do you feel dissatisfied?"

Etzel said so generously.

However, this kind of generosity will inevitably be mixed with a touch of irony.

"It seems that you have been a high-ranking god for a long time, and your energy-raising skills are no longer good, but you are right, after all, you are just an errand, and you can only do things based on other people's faces."

"you……"

"What about me? Did I say something wrong?"

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Second update_(:з」∠)_

Chapter 47: It's all your fault!

The messenger of the gods worshiped the Lord of Hungary.

Etzel, the great king of Hungary, was overjoyed, and held a banquet in the camp to entertain the envoys.

Well, that should have been the case.

And most of the Hungarian fighters thought so until the moment He's drunk and lay down on the ground completely intoxicated.

No one would have thought that such a strong discordant atmosphere would erupt between the two legendary 'sons of gods' who were the only sober people in the camp.

It seems that if there is a disagreement, there will be a big fight.

At this moment, Etzel was mocking his so-called brother so unscrupulously.

But he is also very measured.

Although in terms of actual effect, his words can only be described as spicy, but there is no foul language in it.

To put it bluntly, the source of Helmode's anger was the humiliation he himself felt.

Can't refute, can't resist.

He couldn't get angry at will - because anger was useless to that man named Etzel.

As long as he wanted to, the long whip in his hand could quickly snap off his neck, and this kind of brute force was even far greater than that man named Hodder.

However, for him now, there is one thing that is quite lucky.

That is, Etzel himself is not completely presumptuous.

Because the occasion is not right.

If it was still in the wild, the King of Hunlan could beat him with all the brute strength that came from his blood.

Or kill him directly.

But not here, because this is his camp.

It is true that the Hungarian Empire was essentially a country built around Etzel.

And the reason why it can survive to this day, and even thrive, is inseparable from him and his wife.

However, he bears the identity of the Son of God after all.

As a child of the great king of the gods, his words and deeds represent the supreme god realm Asgard, and the belief and worship of the gods are deeply rooted in this land, so even Hungary It will also be linked to this kind of belief worship.

It may be ridiculous to say, but the source of courage of the Hungarian warriors is their bold personality on the one hand, and indeed from their king on the other hand.

Son of God, King Etzel of Hungary.

With him, they believed that the gods would protect them.

Therefore, even if it was for his own kingdom, Etzel would not completely turn against him in public.

As for why Helmode had such thoughts and guesses, it was of course because Etzel's voice had always been very low.

After figuring this out, Hermod's slightly panicked heart finally calmed down.

"how?"

But before he could organize some counterattacking words, Etzel's words came from his ears again.

Of course he would not know that during the time he was thinking, Etzel had been observing his expression.

As a king, although he ruled the roost by force, it is not your force that can suppress a group of military divisions around him and hold the decision-making power firmly in his hands.

Even though his court is extremely simple, as long as there are people, other people who can speak, they must know the wisdom of getting along with others.

Coincidentally, contrary to his slightly rough appearance, his heart is still delicate.

Therefore, he did not leave a chance for the envoy to speak.

"Do you feel suddenly confident?"

Although these words are indeed true, my own feelings and other people's words are two different things after all.

Therefore, his complexion couldn't help but darken again.

"Anyway, no matter what, I'm just here to pass on the message from God the Father to you. You have indeed achieved nothing in the past half a year."

In the end, Helmold figured it out.

If it was a competition of eloquence, he would not be able to compete with the arrogant Hungarian King because of his lack of confidence.

Instead of talking about the hype, it is better to hold on to this fact.

Because Etzel did nothing, although on the surface, they have been suppressing Gothic's eastern defense.

But Etzel's initial order was not to 'suppress' the Goths.

What Asgard expects is that the Hungarian Empire can exert its powerful power and completely invade the center.

Because in this way, not only can they confront the rapidly developing Netherlands, but they can also strangle to death some guys who have begun to rebel.

"Humph."

However, Etzel was not impressed by Helmold's remarks.

"Really, it is estimated that God's Domain has stayed too much, and Asgard has been peaceful for too long, so people like you have forgotten that the so-called war is by no means a victory or defeat at the level of force."

Having said that, Etzel slowly picked up the mutton soup in his bowl.

But before he drank it, he threw the bowl out.

'crash'

Caught off guard, Hermod was directly poured over by the bowl of mutton soup.

The slightly hot temperature for normal people obviously cannot cause any substantial damage to the gods.

However, not being burned does not mean that the other party will not be disgusted.

The mutton soup was delicious, but when it was poured on him, Hermod felt his face was sticky.

And it doesn't take much to think about the consequences of being doused in mutton soup.

"Etzel!"

"Shut up Laozi."

At the moment when Helmode was really angry, Etzel's eyes directly made him tremble.

Because he could feel that there was infinite killing intent in the eyes of the King of Hunlan.

"I worked hard and spent a lot of time on the layout, but I ruined it all because of your stupid actions. I haven't troubled you yet. What right do you have to point fingers in front of me?"

At this moment, Etzel's voice was like a beast growling.

I don't know if it was frightened by the voice of the King of Hunlan, or because he himself realized something.

In this situation, the envoy just blushed, but couldn't say anything.

"I used to expend a lot of energy to drive monsters to the land of the Netherlands, and presented a large number of monsters in the name of friendship. However, given the level of national power of the Netherlands itself, it is not a difficult task to completely eat these cubs. It's easy, and more importantly, I can conclude an alliance with the Netherlands, and then I can take advantage of the situation to keep him from interfering in our struggle between Hungary and Goths."

Slowly sipping milk wine, Etzel couldn't help but sneered.

"In fact, if it succeeds, according to my plan, the Netherlands will only be caught in a dilemma in the end, and the Kingdom of Burgundy will not even be destroyed so quickly."

Then, he smiled, and his mocking eyes turned to Hermod.

Unlike before, this mockery is also filled with a kind of anger now.

"They were destroyed by you."

"What does this have to do with me!"

"Because the Netherlands left these things on us in the end, and the body of the man you occupy is from our Hungary!"

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For the plot discussed in this paragraph, please refer to the incident in the previous volumes in which Hermod wanted to rob Nanna. The final result was that the Netherlands did not hesitate to take the blame for Hungary.

In addition, good afternoon everyone, the second one will be later.

Chapter 48: Bastards are Bastards

"So, an errand runner can only be an errand runner. You can never take on a big responsibility. You can only be a messenger to deliver news around."

When everyone was drunk, Etzel reached out and knocked on the table.

Although his tone became stronger, the voice was still not heard by outsiders.

Also because he has been controlling this measure, Hermod, who is concerned about the reputation of the gods, dare not completely turn his face at this time.

He just gritted his teeth, looking as if he was confronting the Hungarian king.

But in fact, no matter what angle he looked at, he couldn't continue to speak.

Because at this moment, that man has already taken control of the initiative!

"In fact, anyone with a bit of a brain knows that from the very beginning, we in Hungary have malicious intentions, but the Netherlands has never found an opportunity, and you gave them the opportunity."

What did the Netherlands do after that?

On this point, Helmold himself is very clear.

Most of the cubs sent by Xionglan were slaughtered, and the rest were easily raised in captivity.

As for the urgently built so-called Wang Family Ranch, it is still expanding slowly.

The Netherlands took a breather, and even had the opportunity to launch expansion and annexation wars against other kingdoms.

And thinking of this, Hermod clenched his fists.

"It's not about my will," he said.

At first, his tone seemed very strong, even quite dissatisfied.

But maybe it was because another person was involved in this matter, he suddenly seemed like a deflated ball, all his aura disappeared without a trace.

"This matter itself...is for Badr and the others. If it wasn't for his request, I wouldn't..."