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Hvitserk And Sigurd

Gulp_

A man gulped nervously.

He wasn't the only one.

Several people around him felt nervous.

The atmosphere felt heavy yet normal.

"It has been a while, Sigurd."

A blue-eyed man said with a big smile.

The green-eyed man, Sigurd, glanced back at his brother.

"Why did you come here, Hvitserk ?"

Sigurd asked as he leaned on his throne.

They were currently in Sigurd's domain in Lejre, the capital of the Denmark Kingdom.

Sigurd Ragnarsson was the absolute King there.

In front of him, Hvitserk's smile was erased.

"You have become too cocky since you took that throne."

Killing intent oozed out of Hvitserk like a mortal wave.

All the men around stepped back fearfully.

Sigurd narrowed his eyes at his brother.

A green hue came out of his body and clashed against Hvisterk's mana.

Crack!

The wall started to crack from the sheer pressure.

Crack!

Seeing the damage, Sigurd clicked his tongue.

"Enough."

He retrieved his mana.

Hvitserk smiled and did the same.

"So why did you come here and…"

Sigurd's
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