This night, Hoder didn't sleep well, and he didn't know why. There was always a vague uneasiness in his heart. This uneasiness came from his heart, and he didn't know if he was being manipulated by 'fate' or 'destiny' in the game. Words like 'curse' were so brainwashing that he actually had dreams about it.
He dreamed of a chaotic darkness with no light source, and in it, he saw a pair of eyes—not human, but golden animal pupils.
Then...gone
There is no grandeur, no creation battle, there seems to be no time in the darkness, and the silence is almost suffocating.
And in this environment, he woke up...
"Huh..." After getting up from his bed, he couldn't help but rub his eyes. His eyes were still blurry. He could easily distinguish colors, but everything was covered with a thick mosaic and couldn't be seen at all. What's the situation around?
And when he put on his smart glasses, the time on the clock and the still groggy sky outside the window told him the current time: four o'clock in the morning, and he vaguely remembered that it was not too late when he fell asleep, which was 9 p.m. That means he slept for about 7 hours
I really don't know if I woke up from a nightmare or if I really couldn't fall asleep....
After going to the toilet and washing his face with cold water, Hoder subconsciously recalled what he had seen and heard in the dream, but at this time, he found that he could not remember anything. blank
After all, it is also the content of a dream, so it is normal not to be able to recall it....
"call. "Thinking of this, Hoder just sighed. He didn't think much. He just picked up a towel and wiped his face. After putting on the smart glasses again, he wanted to go back to the room and squint for a while, but in this At that moment, the door of Mu Si's room across from him was suddenly opened.
"Well, Mu Si?"
The person who came out was of course Mu Si. He was wearing pajamas and a nightcap on his head. He looked very leisurely, and you could tell by his look that he was not awake.
"Do you want to use the toilet? "After yawning, Mu Si asked.
"No, I'll just wash my face. "After adjusting his smart glasses a little, Hoder walked directly towards his room, and then lay directly into his game cabin.
He couldn't sleep now, so he decided to continue imagining his own content: game guides. This kind of stuff was planned and polished in advance, and he had to post some progress to the forum from time to time, so as not to let those who were paying attention to him Fans are disappointed. Only by maintaining the popularity can we have a better meal.
However, when Hoder really looked at the all-round virtual screen created by the game cabin, he fell into a long silence. Even though his hands were even on the keyboard, he was just typing and deleting paragraphs. He didn't know what to write at all. In the end, he even looked through his material library. Looking at the cut-out pictures, his mind was still blank.
Then, by some strange coincidence, he clicked on another folder, which contained all the pictures he had "seen with his own eyes" since playing "Nine Realms", including Siegmund, Signý and others. There is their son Sinfjötli, and there is also a series of pictures of Thrúd... No, maybe it should be called a photo in "Nine Realms" that is infinitely close to reality.
These miscellaneous photos have not even been sorted out and look very messy, but they do not need to be sorted out, because for Hoder, the most important thing is what can be thought of when seeing these game screenshots.
Siegmund, Signý, Sinfjötli, Thrúd, with these people as the center, the highly immersive scenes he experienced flashed in Hoder's mind, and in the end, he saw A photo of women's clothing
The child who inherited his mother's beautiful appearance was wearing a simple long dress, with golden hair hanging to one side, covering his face with his hands, looking ashamed.
"Helgi..." Hoder couldn't help but laugh, but in the end, the smile gradually disappeared from his face, leaving only a sigh.
"Gululu"
Then, untimely, my stomach growled like this
"Why is my stomach starting to growl again?"
...
On this day, perhaps because it was the first time he spent the night in the wild, Siegfried woke up very early. When he opened his eyes, what came to his ears was not the tinkling sound of iron, but the sound of Grani. The girl's nose sounded, and what came into view was not the room and blacksmith shop that he had been familiar with since childhood, but the slightly unfamiliar jungle.
"Hey yo yo"
After seeing her master wake up, the girl Grani neighed happily.
However, what attracted Siegfried was not his war horse, but the thing next to Grani - it was a wild boar, but it was obviously dead. There were traces of bites on its body, but the most deadly But it was the trampling wound that penetrated the body
"you hunted?"
"Hey yo yo"
After hearing her master's question, she neighed again, but the sound was louder, which directly broke the unique silence of the jungle, so Siegfried couldn't help but put his finger in front of his lips.
"Hush, be quiet. "He looked around and looked at the other two animal skin quilts. The old dwarf obviously heard something, but he didn't want to wake up from his sleep, so he was humming there. As for his uncle Hoder, this man was just quiet. Leaning quietly on the animal skin, lying quietly without any expression
After seeing that they did not wake up, Siegfried also breathed a sigh of relief. That was all Regin. In his opinion, Hoder really needed to rest.
Even though he is an excellent warrior, even though he lightly described the process of killing gods yesterday, in Siegfried's heart, his identity has not changed at all. He is still his beloved uncle, and it is precisely because of this. One o'clock, he will be here now
He is not stupid. If you think about it carefully, you will know why his uncle with such strength has been holding back until now. He has proven his strength with his record - if he was willing, he could have completed his revenge twenty years ago. But he didn't. Instead, he wandered around this land for twenty years by escaping, living in seclusion, and wandering.
And it is obvious who he is for. Although in the end, he also asked about his wishes, and Siegfried did think about refusing at first, but if he really refused, I am afraid he would regret it for the rest of his life.
In Siegfried's own opinion, this is no longer a matter of one person or a few people. If Siegfried really refuses, it means that nearly twenty years of waiting and hard work have been in vain. He doesn't want that, so he I will change my words later
When he was very young, he once thought about traveling and taking risks in Midgard alone, with a horse and a sword, but that idea was just a prototype. Looking back now, he realized that he Those somewhat ridiculous ideals actually have no purpose and are far less realistic than they are now.
Maybe it's the kind of precepts and deeds I've been taught since childhood.?
Regin and Hoder set up two images for him. Although the former is not a great evil, the image of doing everything for himself is much smaller than the latter.
Can I be like him?
Involuntarily, Siegfried had this thought in his heart
Perhaps it was because his life since childhood was too ordinary. He was not like Sinfjötli who had been burdened with blood feud since birth, nor was he like Helgi who was born in the glorious Völsung era. , he is the adopted son of an ordinary blacksmith. Even if someone tells him about his bloodline, he has no real sense of it.
In this way, Siegfried stared at the still burning campfire, and then fell into deep thought.