You and Me Under The World Tree

A tall war horse was heading towards the town, with two people riding on it and a dwarf in a basket. And that's not all. In addition to these three people, this tall war horse was also carrying a burden. Other things - such as pots and pans and some weapons and goods.

Of course, this is not because of the storage of magic or the storage of subordinates in the inventory. These are actually used to disguise. After all, one horse and three people or something. This combination is really not ordinary, so compared to just breaking into Brother In the border territory of the Special Kingdom, Regin finally made some disguise.
This disguise has nothing to do with magic, it's just some 'modifications' in appearance:
The first is Hoder. He still wears the armor and carries the rune sword on his back. He looks like a very capable bodyguard.
Next is Siegfried, who has Völsung blood flowing in his body. He inherits the appearance of both parents. He looks extremely handsome. If he changes into more refined clothes, he can pass himself off as a traveling child from a wealthy family.
Finally, there is Regin, but this old dwarf actually doesn't matter, because no matter what he wears, the feeling of his old face will not change at all - although it can probably highlight his boldness when he laughs loudly, But judging from his appearance, his meanness and humbleness cannot be changed no matter what.
So from a distance, it looks like a young master traveling with his own armored guard and dwarf slaves. The young master is sitting on a war horse, the guard is holding the war horse, and the dwarf is following humbly at the end. Except for this horse Apart from the appearance, there is nothing suspicious about it.
Yes, this is basically a stereotype in Midgard. As long as you have money or status, or even look strong, things like mounts can be completely ignored.
This is Regin's idea. After all, he doesn't like to attract attention, so pretending to be a slave suits him very well.
 What? dignity?
 That kind of thing is long gone...
Although he was once a prince in the dwarf kingdom, inheriting the forging and craftsmanship skills regarded as racial traditions, but with the fighting and antagonism, the royal family of Gurnita Hyde was torn apart, and he was the last one left. He fought hard He rushed out of his country and left the mountains despite the danger of being petrified anytime and anywhere, thus saving his own life.
During his wandering life, he worked as a coolie, worked in a human blacksmith shop, and was even captured by a giant and made a slave for a long time. Under such circumstances, the subtle dignity he originally possessed had long been worn away. .
Then, the perfectly disguised person walked into the border town, but when he entered the town.
 [Mission goal: Enter the town (1/1)]
They realized that something was wrong. Although from a distance, the town seemed quite ordinary, when they actually walked in, they realized that something was wrong.
There was no one in the town, and there were traces of pasture fences around it, but there were no animals in it, and the streets were deserted.
 It's obviously still noon, but the whole town is eerily silent...
Originally, during the period between noon and mid-afternoon, a traditional town in Midgard would have pedestrians walking around, the tavern no matter how small it would be, there would be pleasant noises, and the blacksmith shop would definitely have a blacksmith on the side of the street. Weapons are being sharpened, while someone will be chopping wood at the mill.
Maybe not every small town has mills and pastures, but for Midgard, whose overall atmosphere is moving towards 'plunder' and 'war', blacksmiths and taverns are completely indispensable. , and like the most lively royal city among the various kingdoms, the taverns in such places are almost never closed. The taverns are supported by a family in turn, which can be said to be very lively.
 And like now, this extremely strange silence is definitely not normal...
"What happened here?" Looking at the straight and empty streets of the town, Siegfried couldn't help but ask, his sight extending along the roads of the town.
This border town is actually not small. There are about 200 people living in it, and there are many houses. Sometimes you can't even see the end of it at a glance, but on the avenue, Siegfried saw a figure. .
The man was wearing a well-made armor and a helmet. This image that obscured his face and even body shape inevitably made Siegfried focus on his uncle who was holding a horse for him. He also looked like this. But because of the different camps, the armor styles of both sides are also different.
Although Hoder's armor is not branded with the Völsung's unique wolf pattern, its template is a style unique to the Völsung clan, and the one standing on the street of the town is obviously from the Goth camp. A standard armor, and by no means ordinary.
His hearing was very sensitive. Just when Hoder and his party were approaching, the warrior standing alone on the street finally turned his head. As a warrior of the Gothic Kingdom, there was no doubt that his armor had an eagle engraved on it. tattoo, but the helmet he's wearing is a little different.
Generally speaking, Midgard warriors generally wear metal helmets, and some warriors with status and outstanding warriors will be given horned helmets by the king. In the tradition of this atrium world, horned helmets symbolize courage.
But the warrior in front of him was different. The helmet he was wearing was not made of traditional horns. The horns extending from the helmet did not extend downwards, but diagonally to the rear.
"Sheep's horns?" Looking at the warrior from the Gothic camp, Hoder felt his eyelids twitching.
"What are you doing here!" Then, before Hoder and his party could move on or say anything more, the soldier spoke.
I don't know whether it was because of the simple helmet barrier or other reasons, but his voice sounded extremely hoarse, even deeper than Hoder's. And just when he walked in front of him, Siegfried suddenly I felt an inexplicable feeling of horror.
Even when facing the roaring jungle monsters and the most difficult elemental creatures of mankind, he had never had such a terrifying feeling. He even felt that he smelled a little blood.
The other party's clothes were obviously very clean. The silver armor looked like it had been wiped and maintained frequently, and the two big swords he carried on his back even seemed to be sparkling.
 gap...
After forcing himself to calm down, this was the thought that emerged in Siegfried's heart.
Perhaps because Völsung's blood was boiling in his body, what the fledgling young warrior felt at this moment was not a kind of fear, but an inexplicable fighting spirit, as if this fighting spirit had been buried in him from the beginning. It's like my body has been gradually awakened recently.
 At the same time, apart from this fighting spirit, he felt that there was still a gap...
If Siegfried himself is a piece of fine iron that needs to be polished, then the Gothic warrior in the ram helmet is a sword that has already been formed. It may need to be polished, but it is not far from its peak.
 uncle...
Almost subconsciously, Siegfried glanced at the warrior holding Grani with his peripheral vision, but he remained unmoved, while Regin, an old dwarf, followed behind without saying a word.
 "Hiss"
At this time, only Grani was willing to make her voice heard. The child probably sensed Siegfried's nervousness, so she couldn't help but neigh and threaten.
You can't rely on anyone here. If you retreat here, how can you be a hero?
"We are travelers passing through and want to come to this town to buy some supplies." After regaining his composure, Siegfried said.
"There is nothing you need here." In the end, I don't know if he doubted the identity of Siegfried and his party. The Gothic warrior just said this calmly, "Also, you should leave here as soon as possible. If you want to go to the royal capital of Ravenna or Bern City, then you should continue to go west."
Although in terms of tone, this Gothic warrior seems to be very cold, he can be considered very friendly if he can say these words.
 However, this can make people feel confused...
"It's not too late now, and a town of this size shouldn't be so quiet. Every household has its doors and windows closed. What on earth is happening here?"
Just when Siegfried asked this question, he saw the Gothic warrior finally raised his head and glanced at him, and with just one glance, he felt a biting chill. If he hadn't grown up, if he hadn't Brave, that look will definitely become a psychological shadow for him.
As scarlet as blood, it looks like a ram with blood-red eyes from a distance...