Above the glorious Asgard divine realm, in the magnificent Golden Palace, Asgard's heroes and generals are holding a grand banquet.
The reason for the banquet has been forgotten. Maybe it is to celebrate the end of a martial arts competition, maybe it is to celebrate the birthday of a general, or it is more likely that everyone thinks the banquet is a great thing. In short, on this day, which is not a special festival, the banquet hall of the Golden Palace is full of lively.
The continuous stream of wine and food was sent into the banquet hall by the servants of the Golden Palace. The rough and wild warriors were enjoying the food while bragging loudly. Some drunk guys took off their shirts under the cheers of others, colliding like bulls in the middle of the banquet hall, wrestling and fighting, and there were guys who were afraid that the world would be in chaos, shouting and adding fuel to it.
This scene is chaotic, but full of the passion that the soldiers should have. Every banquet will eventually turn into a big fight, but this is the tradition of the Asgardians...
Their blood is filled with martial blood. They are always full of passion for life and war. It is difficult for them to truly calm down. They, together with the world of the Asgard divine realm, are full of vitality.
"Well, be careful, idiot."
Loki, wearing a green robe and a weird, upward-extending golden horn helmet, grabbed two glasses of honey and flexibly avoided a drunken drunk. While reminding the guy to be careful, he stretched out his feet and hooked it gently. The guy who was staggering while walking suddenly lost his balance and fell head-on on a dwarf female warrior.
The noisy shouts and scolding suddenly rang behind Loki, and there was also the sound of fists and flesh colliding.
Loki, who caused a small conflict, smiled and continued to grab the honey wine in his hand and walked forward in the noisy crowd. The prince was thin and agile, and always had a cunning smile on his handsome face. He was not a warrior, so the warriors didn't like him either.
However, Loki has a noble status. He is the youngest son of the God King Odin. He is very favored by Queen Friga. Therefore, although everyone doesn't like him, no one will take the initiative to provoke him.
"Bang"
Loki placed the wine glass on the table in front of his brother, leaning himself against the bar on the edge of the banquet hall, drinking wine in small sips while saying to his brother:
"Sif is waiting for you in the garden tonight, she has something to tell you."
“Hmm?”
Prince Thor, who couldn't even open his eyes when he drank, turned his head and looked at his younger brother, and said:
"What did Sif ask me for?"
"I don't know, maybe you can ask her in person."
Loki took off his helmet and shook his long, smooth hair like a woman. He leaned there in a handsome and handsome manner. He took a sip of wine and whispered to Thor:
"Before you pass by, you'd better take a shower and clean yourself up. I have a few bottles of flavors made by the elves of the Yalfheim, maybe you'll use them tonight."
"Uh, what do I want perfume? It's something that only sissy uses."
Thor mumbled, he took a sip of wine, then grabbed his hair and said to his brother:
"No, no! You must be lying to me again. Last time you lied to me that there was a treasure buried under the laurel tree of my father. I went to cut down that tree, but I almost got beaten to death by my father... You bad brother, you are so bad, I won't go tonight!"
"Uh, I didn't lie to you this time."
Loki's strange expression said:
"Really, I met Sif on my way to the Golden Palace just now. She really has something to say to you."
"I don't believe it! I want to drink!"
Thor drank the honey wine in the cup in one sip and let out a comfortable moan. He smashed the cup hard to the ground. As the cup broke, he shouted loudly:
"One more drink!"
Well, smashing cups at the banquet is a sign that the Asgardians are in a good mood.
They like to smash cups to add a little bit of lively "music" to the banquet.
"Oh, I really don't know why the beautiful Sif likes you."
Loki looked at his unrestrained brother, rubbed his forehead in distress and said:
"And you're really out of salvation, Thor."
The relationship between Loki and Thor is quite good. Although Loki always likes to play pranks and keeps his peers away from him, Thor has always been with his younger brother.
Every time Loki does something wrong or gets beaten up in other worlds, Thor will take the initiative to find the place for his younger brother.
However, this guy Loki is indeed not like a real Asgardian. He lacks the toughness that Asgardians should have, and is more feminine, like a snake.
However, Asgard's girls like Loki very much, he is the most famous dramatist and artist in the country.
This also shows that women and snakes are simply born friends and opponents.
"Thor, Thor, look!"
Loki was drinking, and when he turned around, he seemed to have discovered something new world. He elbowed Thor beside him, and the latter raised his head blankly and saw the gatekeeper Heimdal.
The fully armed general was walking up the stairs leading to the second floor of the banquet hall, and their father, the great king of god Odin, was standing on the second floor of the banquet hall, drinking with some old warriors.
"Why is Heimdal coming? Didn't he keep guarding the Rainbow Bridge?"
Thor took a sip of wine in confusion, and by his side, Loki's eyes rolled, and he whispered to Thor:
"Something big must have happened, which directly alarmed Heimdal. Can't that old guy's eyes see the entire Nine Kingdoms?"
"Well, maybe."
Thor plucked his long golden hair and said to his younger brother:
"But it has nothing to do with us, keep drinking bars, if the father needs our strength, he will descend the oracle. Uh, speaking of it, Loki, I've found something fun recently."
Thor took out a newly released fruit mobile phone from his pocket. He skillfully opened a chat software and said to his younger brother:
"This is one of my servants, who got it from Midgart. I found someone to change it. It's really interesting to chat with those Midgarts. Their thinking and culture are different from that of us, and other people in the Nine Kingdoms. Their ideas are much more active, and their movies... Ahem, I mean, they invented a lot of fun things that you must like."
"So I'll prepare one for you, too."
He took out another modified fruit cell phone and threw it to Loki, he said:
"In the past, you always asked me for fun, but now I'll give you one too, brother."
“Midgart’s stuff?”
Loki opened the box curiously and took out the fruit cell phone. He looked at the things in his hand in disgust and said:
"It's so rough. I think it's the skill of a third-rate blacksmith. But thank you, Thor, it's rare that you have this heart. Also, I'm serious, Sif is really waiting for you in the garden tonight... Don't be late."
On the other side, on the second floor of the banquet hall, wearing a complete set of silver-gray, mighty, heavy armor, carrying heavy swords, and the gatekeeper Heimdal, with a horn hanging around his waist, walked quickly to his king, and he whispered to Odin, the god king who was drinking wine:
"Your Majesty, that seal...it shook, just a few days ago."
"Hmm? Which?"
Odin probably drank a little too much, he shook his head and asked:
"New, or old?"
"The old one, your majesty."
Heimdal said:
"The one located under the sea, the big snake..."
"Don't say that name!"
A ray of light flashed in Odin's one-eyed eyes. He stood up, threw the wine glass on the table, said goodbye to the other warriors, and then quickly walked back to his palace with Heimdal.
"Bang"
Odin grabbed the Gungniel, the Gun of Judgment, placed to the left. Amid the melodious collision between the legendary artifact and the ground, a barrier of divine power gathered to isolate all sounds.
"Tell me, Heimdal."
Odin returned to his throne, and two blue ravens with black feathers fell on his shoulders, one left and one right. The God King looked at his most trusted general and asked:
"What have you seen?"
"A few days ago, the divine power of fear that had been silent for thousands of years showed a faint fluctuation. The fluctuation went straight to the Asgard divine realm. I looked in the direction of the fluctuation, but I did not find the source of the divine power of fear."
Heimdal, wearing a battle helmet, said in a muffled voice:
"I thought it was a new Lord of Fear that was born, but my eyes were staring at the direction of the fluctuation of divine power, and there was nothing there..."
"But I can still be sure that your Majesty, the fear snake is very likely to wake up. Although it may be just the slightest vibration of consciousness, there is no doubt that his recovery in the seal has begun, and we must pay attention to it."
"Kul, my brother..."
Odin was leaning on the Gun of Judgment, and there was an illusion of the past shaking in his one-eye. He seemed to have recalled some long-standing past events. He stretched out his hand and stroked his blindfold.
After a moment, Odin raised his head and said to Heimdal:
"Send a general!"
"Go to Midgart...you must bring back the exact news! In addition, my son Thor cannot know about this!"
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"Didi, Didi"
In Disney Park, Merlin, who was sitting with Peter and Lorna on a carousel with him, suddenly a communication request popped up.
Merlin answered the request, and in his lens, the old Randolph's mansion in Spain projected out. The Asgard veteran was lying by the swimming pool of the manor, enjoying a young lady's massage while basking in the sun with sunglasses.
"You're pretty good at enjoying it."
Merlin said:
"Is there anything wrong?"
"There's something I think I should tell you."
Old Randolph put his cell phone beside him, and he waved his hand and asked the young lady beside him to leave, then lowered his voice and said to Merlin:
"My son just sent a message and Asgard sent a search officer to the earth."
"To be precise, a general... it is said that he came to the earth to find something under the order of the God King Odin. The gatekeeper Heimdal asked me to help her when necessary through my stupid son, but after thinking about it, I felt that you might have to take action on the earth for helping find something."
"she?"
Merlin blinked and said:
"Female?"
"Yes, a female general."
Randolph said:
"Don't underestimate the Asgard women. I tell you that in my time, the most capable legion in Asgard was composed of a group of women. Unfortunately, they were completely destroyed in a war."
"Anyway, based on my experience, the matter of being able to pass the message by the labor gatekeeper Heimdal himself will definitely not be too small. You should prepare first."
Randolph said to Merlin:
"The time flow rate in the Asgard divine realm is different from that in ours. She may have to come for a while. I will be responsible for the reception at that time. If I need the help of SHIELD, I will contact you again."
"Don't your organization want to have a good relationship with Asgard? That's a great opportunity."
"Okay, then I'll wait for your news."
Merlin hung up the communication and frowned.
Has Asgard received the news after he first used the Hammer of Original Sin Scarty? Well, it seems that he had to find a chance to have a good chat with the Scarty Snake.
"Uncle, what's wrong?"
Little Peter, who was held in Merlin's arms, raised his head and looked at Merlin with curious expressions slightly, saying:
"Are you in a bad mood?"
"No, my little Peter, didn't."
Merlin lowered her head and kissed Peter on the forehead, and he whispered:
“It’s just a job.”
The little guy with brown hair said to Merlin very sensible:
"Then you go and work, uncle, just play here with my sisters."
"It doesn't matter."
Merlin whispered to his nephew:
"After saying that I will play with you today, I will keep my promise..."
He blinked at Peter Little:
"Do you want to see the magic?"
"Okay, okay."
Peter clapped his hands. He knew since he was a child that his uncle was a great magician!
Amid the child's laughter, Merlin waved his fingers, and the magic was gently spilled out, and balls of colorful soap bubbles flew out from his fingers, quickly filling the entire carousel area. The children smiled and stretched out their hands, trying to grab the beautiful bubbles. In the gaze of Peter's worship, Merlin snapped his fingers gently.
"Bang"
All the soap bubbles broke and turned into countless colorful butterflies that flapped their wings and flew around the children.
That scene was so beautiful.
"Wow, he's showing off his magic again."
Next to the carousel, Daisy, who was eating ice cream, said to Raven, who was wearing a black skirt and round-frame glasses, who looked gentle and elegant:
"Merlin is using magic to deceive the child again."
Riven looked at the happy expressions of the children at the carousel. She casually bounced her fingers, and another group of purple butterflies flew into the carousel area like dancing, causing the children to scream again.
"Look, this is actually quite interesting occasionally."
Riven blinked at Daisy, who snorted:
Chapter completed!