There is no doubt that the Völsunga family is glorious. Whether it is Sigi, known as the son of Odin, or the great hero Ingwi, they all have a high reputation in this land-especially the Netherlands, and in the near future Thirty years ago, Siegmund and his heirs completely inherited and even carried forward this glory
Even though the Netherlands is now ruled by the Hunding family, the poetry of the heroes of the Völsunga family has never disappeared. Even though King Legni issued an order prohibiting its singing, it still exists.
Then, suddenly one day, he was told by others that the same blood was flowing in his body. The famous King Siegmund who expanded the territory of the Netherlands was his father, the former hero Sinfjötli and Helgi. My brother, what does this feel like?
Siegfried can answer: no feeling
Although this seemed strange even to him, it was indeed a fact. Because he had never experienced it before, his understanding of the once prosperous and glorious Völsunga clan could only remain in writing, and there was nothing at all. resonance
Maybe it's because Regin has always had a free-range policy, and no one has instilled in him the concepts of bravery and heroism. In this environment, he can be said to have been 'raised to waste'.
Perhaps, for him, the only one who really feels real is his uncle Hoder. After all, this is a real person, not a hero who just stays in poetry, although he also has fantasies in his heart.:
My uncle once taught the famous hero Helgi. Under his education, will I become a hero?
Perhaps in terms of mentality, Siegfried can only be regarded as a dabbler. If Uncle Hoder knew it, he would probably shake his head and sigh. And because of this, Siegfried has never told anyone about his mentality.
Although his uncle has agreed to teach him, and he has successfully activated the long-dormant Holy Sword of Gram, this is still unknown in Siegfried's eyes, because in the end, he does not have that confidence
"Alas..." Finally, Siegfried couldn't help but sigh.
To be honest, he originally wanted to clarify his thoughts while his uncle and Regin were still awake, but the more he thought about it, the more muddy his head became. He couldn't stir it up, so he could only frozen there
"What, do you have some regrets? "While Siegfried continued to stare at the campfire, Regin's voice unexpectedly came to his ears.
When he heard this voice, Siegfried was stunned for a moment subconsciously. He was a little hesitant at the moment, because the remaining youthful and frivolous self-esteem in his heart made him subconsciously want to shake his head, but the fact seemed that he did regret it. But he himself didn't know what was going on, so he could only freeze there.
"Okay, you don't have to explain anything."
However, Regin is also a mature man. He has been focusing on forging and craftsmanship in the past, but the period of wandering and hardship can be said to have given him a taste of the world, so he is still very good at observing expressions, for example He could see Siegfried's current expression at a glance.
"Although you seemed very heroic when you tamed Grani, now it seems that you are completely hot-headed, and you started to feel confused after you calmed down."
No way to refute...
"This kind of half-hearted awareness and self-confidence will be at a disadvantage in Midgard. You may die without knowing when."
What Regin said was barbed, and it sounded quite uncomfortable. However, Siegfried knew that he could not refute, so he simply shut up. Even in the end, he smiled bitterly.
"Probably so. I still think about what would have happened if I had rejected my uncle."
Regret and loss are the prerogatives of young people, because it is a process of reflection and imagination. However, Siegfried is obviously in something wrong now because his mentality is not right. Things that should have been just a matter of chance, he It happened that we were stuck there for so long.
To put it bluntly, this kid is on the edge of a dead end...
Seeing Siegfried's worried look, the old dwarf finally sighed helplessly.
"As someone who has been there, let me give you some advice."
"Um?"
"When you are confused, you might as well think about your origin - what drove you to take the first step. Whether it was driven by a momentary emotion or a decision made after long-term thinking, at least at that time, it was meaningful."
"The origin..." After hearing what Regin said, Siegfried couldn't help but cast his eyes on Hoder, who was still sleeping.
According to Regin, his uncle looked like this thirty or forty years ago. During this period, his face did not change at all, so he was not purely human. But even so, the passage of time was the same, and he could Let him spend a lot of time waiting, which shows that he has poured his own hopes and efforts into himself.
After all, Siegfried agreed because he didn't want to live up to his expectations. So now that he thinks about it, will he regret it?
Isn't the answer very simple?
"Phew...how could I regret this? "In the end, he even laughed
Perhaps, Siegfried will regret other decisions in his life, but only this one will not...
"Although it looks a bit like marionette. " He mentioned this casually, and it seemed as if he had completely stirred up the stiff paste in his head.
Of course, this sentence was just a joke. Siegfried thought it was nothing, because he knew that his uncle would never harm him, but Regin became inexplicably serious.
"Siegfried, there's something I must tell you"
"Um?"
"You can disbelieve anyone in this world - including me, but you absolutely cannot disbelieve Hoder. He is the only person in this world who has no demands on you. With his ability and strength, he fell in the Netherlands. There is no place he can go to after that, let alone the old rival Goths, even Denmark, Burgundy, Gitland, Norway and even the outermost Hungarian Empire. Which of these countries can he not go to? No matter what happened, he could just live in seclusion and ignore worldly affairs, but he didn't do that"
Yes, he didn't go anywhere. Instead, he put away the holy sword. After bringing Siegfried under the noses of the Hundingsson clan and into the blind spot, he hid alone as a bait.
"I know. "After seeing the old dwarf become unusually serious, Siegfried couldn't help but smile bitterly. He realized that Regin really thought too much, "Of course I know."
Then, he stood up, picked up the knife, and walked towards the Grani
"Rather than all this, Regin, please do us a favor. Let's roast this wild boar and cut it off to eat on the road."
"OK"
But at this moment, before Regin could get up, the jungle suddenly shook.
"Um??"
'boom'
At this moment, a huge monster like an orangutan ran over, trampling on the ground. It directly broke the silence of the entire jungle.
"Why is there a troll here??"