Chapter 575 Father King Who Is Good or Bad

Brunhilde, who had been exhausted, no longer had any idea of ​​rushing to help Odin. Or, she really didn't have the courage to watch her father use Gungnir to crucify her half-brother there.

So she let go of her mount, like a hard thinker, frowning bitterly, and silently returned to her palace.

And looking at her appearance, almost all the Valkyries began to shudder. Anyone can understand at this time that Brynhild at this time is no longer a target that can be teased and joked casually. If anyone dared to do such an inconspicuous thing at this time, she might be greeted by a sharp sword and a duel from Brynhild.

So the eight Valkyries quietly dispersed while supporting Aurora. They created a quiet space for Brunhilde, while also making sure that no one could disturb her at this time.

The joy of the feast began to cool off because of Brynhild's change. And the arrival of Heimdall, the god of dawn, made the banquet a little more depressed and depressed.

In front of this person who can see through everything and hear everything, those guys who have nothing to brag about are even more untenable. No one wants his dirty voice to be heard by Heimdall, and no one wants his greedy eyes to fall into the eyes of the guardian. So, as the first person who couldn't hold on hurriedly left, more and more guests began to flee the place in a hurry. Soon, the originally bustling palace has completely turned into a deserted and depressing place.

Except for those Valkyries, no one else wants to stay in this depressing place.

However, there is one exception to this. That is Zhou Yi.

I don't know if they forgot the existence of this guest, or because his identity was too special, the Valkyries didn't think about how to place him. So when they went out, they ignored Zhou Yi's existence intentionally or unintentionally, and left Zhou Yi alone by Brunhilde's side.

This made Zhou Yi feel very embarrassed. He wanted to leave, but looking at those Valkyrie's knife-like eyes, he couldn't just leave. Standing here, he felt Brynhild's depressed mood, but he didn't know how to relieve her.

He doesn't even know why Brynhilde has become like this, so that he just wants to speak now and doesn't know where to start.

After thinking again and again, hesitating and hesitating, Zhou Yi still took a jug and quietly came to Brynhild's side.

"I know what you seem to be uncomfortable with, and honestly I don't know why you behave like this.

But if you don't mind, I think I could be a listener! "

Glancing at Zhou Yi coldly, Brunhilde's voice was like an icy blade, which made people feel a terrible suffocation.

"Just you! A guy who doesn't know anything? Don't think you can beat me to talk nonsense in front of me. I don't need anyone to listen to me, and I'm not as weak as you think!"

Glancing at Brunhilde, who was standing there like a statue. Zhou Yi laughed and sat down directly on the steps. As he poured his drink, he put a glass of fine wine on the edge of the steps. Then, as soon as he fell down, he leaned on the steps to pour himself a drink.

"Well, since you don't want to say it, let's drink. Anyway, your sisters won't let me leave so easily, so I'm here. You can choose to drink with me. You can also wait until you figure it out. After you're done, tell me what you think. Don't worry, I can listen with one ear and hear it with one ear. I won't say what I hear."

"Shut up, stop talking nonsense, drink!"

Hearing Zhou Yi's words, Brunhilde, who was already in a complicated mood, became even more depressed. She was so distressed and obviously couldn't stand Zhou Yi so laid-back, so she snorted, and regardless of the wine glass on the ground, she reached out and snatched the bottle from Zhou Yi's hand.

She began to drink heavily from the jug. The mellow wine flowed down her snow-white neck like a swan, making her look full of unrestrained beauty and an indescribable charm.

But Zhou Yi had no time to appreciate her beauty, he just held his glass silently, as if he could see a flower in it.

Having such a moving presence around is a good thing for any man. But for Zhou Yi, this was a torment. The more moving Brunhilde was, the more alert his heart became. In just a few short breaths, he had already recited the names of his lover and child ten thousand times in his head.

As a Valkyrie, Brunhilde, who was used to being unrestrained, obviously did not take such trivial matters that Zhou Yi was not paying attention to himself. She drank the mellow wine until her face turned crimson and her eyes became blurred, then she imitated Zhou Yi's appearance, sat lazily on the steps, and then faced all the things in her heart in one breath. Zhou Yi fell out.

"You know what? I was always proud of my father when I was a kid. For me, he was the greatest hero in the world, an invincible warrior. A wise leader and a victim of others. Beloved king. Although I hate him for not loving my mother with all my heart, I still adore him, imitate him, and hope to be like him as the most dazzling presence on the battlefield."

"You've done it, haven't you? Odin told me you were his proudest daughter, and he was proud of you, Brynhild."

Zhou Yi interjected in a timely manner, but the drunken Valkyrie slapped him on the arm fiercely.

"Don't interrupt, just listen to me."

"I was sent to the Golden Palace long after I was born. And once I got there, I found out that I was not my father's favorite child. Baldur was, he was as bright as the sun and everyone loved him. He could sing, recite poetry, and be a good warrior, a near-perfect deity. He was my father's jewel, and in his eyes Balder weighed more than all the other children."

"To be honest, I was very scared at that time. I was worried that my father would be taken away by Balder. But then I found out that this worry was unnecessary. Although his love for Balder was almost limitless, he did not ignore it. Our existence. My first weapon, Nuotong, was given to me by my father at that time. What made me realize the most that my father did not ignore any child, but was always caring for us as much as possible, was because of Huo Del."

"Holder is Balder's twin brother. If Balder is the son of light, then Hodder is the son of darkness. He is blind in both eyes and has a gloomy and scary personality. And his face is hideous, let alone us, his twin brother. Hoddle didn't like seeing him very much either. Except for Tyre, no one even wanted to play with him, let alone learn and fight with him."

"I always thought that with a guy like Hoddle, nobody would care about him, not even his father and his mother, Frigga. But once I found out, that was a wrong view. It was a celebration in Asgard. As the heirs of Odin, everyone had to show their bravery. And Tyr had already entered the army at that time and started to fight giants, and he had no ability to teach Hodl at all. So At that time, each of us had the idea of ​​watching a good show, and wanted to see how the blind brother would make a fool of himself at the celebration. The battle was not a joke, and it was impossible to find a way out by just relying on his fumbling. It's impossible for him to show his bravery without anyone teaching him."

"But unlike what we thought, Hoddle has always been alone, but his martial arts are not behind us at all. Even compared to Balder, he is not much worse. This surprised me. , a lot of people blamed talent, but I knew talent couldn't do that. So I started sneaking with Balder until I discovered a secret."

Brynhilde's long talk after drinking finally came to an interesting point, and even Zhou Yi, who had been meditating on the Heart Sutra, quietly pricked up his ears at this time.

"It was one night when I followed Balder into the gardens of our father's palace. And there I saw our father, who taught Balder hand in hand, taught him how to swing a sword, taught him how to use a spear. Even told him How to feel your enemy in the dark."

"I was so jealous when I saw all that. You know, it happened to be a time when I was fighting the giants, and my father had a lot of things to deal with every day. I didn't even see it for days at a time. His shadow. But here, he can actually take time to practice with that guy Hoddle. This is a treatment that Balder can't enjoy. I really wanted to rush out and scold them, but in the end I still I didn't have this courage. But later, I realized that my father was the most gentle and loving father. He did everything because we were all his children."

Having said this, Brynhild stopped abruptly. The wine was empty, and her eyes began to become clear. However, Zhou Yi didn't want her to stop there. He raised the glass of wine on the ground in front of her and asked her in a low voice.

"I understand your father's mood, but I still don't understand, does it have anything to do with your current situation?"

"Relationship?" Picking up the wine in Zhou Yi's hand, Brunhilde's face showed an expression of joy or sorrow. "Do you know what my father is going to do now? He is going to kill his son. Killing the child he cared for silently for hundreds of years, killing his own twin brother by mistake, beheading his eldest brother The youngest son whose arm is also reluctant to put to death. Is this because of the kingdom? Or because of fate? Who can tell me why the father in my mind has become like this? Zhou Yi, can you?”

She drank the last glass of wine, but at this time Brunhilde's eyes widened, staring at Zhou Yi, as if he wanted to get an answer from him.

Looking at Brynhilde like this, Zhou Yi stared at it for a long time before saying such words.

"Your father was a great king who sacrificed everything for the kingdom. He was an admirable man, really!"

Hearing such an answer, Brynhild opened the corners of his mouth, revealing a cold smile.

"****!" (To be continued.)