No one was enjoying the beauty of Kama Taj with falling snowflakes and plum blossoms reflecting the snow. The middle-aged mage with a mustache in the room was curled up on a high-tech massage chair, snoring evenly.
There was a small long-legged mahogany round table not far from his arm. On it was a cup of steaming fragrant tea and a small plate of mung bean cake. On the remote control of the massage chair next to it, the pointer pointed to the 'Creation God'
class.
The massage chair mechanically repeated the movements of relaxing people's muscles and muscles, silently without making any sound. Even the snow falling from the branches in the yard made it more noisy.
The man in the chair was sleeping soundly, and there was still a trace of crystal on the mustache at the corner of his mouth. He didn't know what he was dreaming about, and he was drooling and chewing his lips at the same time.
But suddenly, he frowned, even stopped breathing for a moment, and made a nasal noise like a piglet's snort.
"Hmph, hum!"
The next moment, he opened his eyes and found a man with a long white beard and a blue robe standing next to him, staring at him motionlessly with a pair of eyes.
"I'll go!" Monaque rolled down from the massage chair and covered his heart with a frightened look on his face: "Master Hamil, are you trying to scare me to death over inheriting my rabbit farm? Do you know?
Your eyes were so wide open that I thought someone had cast a petrification spell on you to make you die with your eyes open."
Hamil didn't waste any time. The palm with the ring on it started to draw circles around him. The golden flames rotated rapidly, and the scene on the other side became clearer and clearer.
"He invites you to come over."
The guardian of Kama Taj's language is as concise as ever, and the person who can be called "him" by Hamil is naturally the Supreme Mage Deathstroke.
In fact, there was no need for Hamil to explain the specific situation, so Monaco covered his nose. After all, on the other side of the portal, the black and yellow demon was smiling and waving at the mustache, and at the same time, an indescribable stench came to his face.
This strange smell made Monaco's hand reaching for the mung bean cake freeze in mid-air, with a look of helplessness on his face:
"Oh, why is it me again? Can't you find Wanda? She is younger than me, and she also listens to you." Although the moustache mage said this, his feet moved as if they were not obeying his orders.
He took a step forward and got into the portal: "What happened this time? Wait, this smell...are you burning shit?"
Su Ming was speechless. Monaco was a black wizard who had experienced hundreds of battles. How could he not smell the difference in smell?
The moustache mage was just venting his anger on getting out of bed, you can tell by his evil smile.
"I found something interesting and asked you to come over and help me taste it. By the way, this is the new God of Thunder Daisy. Daisy, this is the magic prince Monaco, my old friend."
Monaco pulled out his bowler hat from nowhere and put it on his head. He nodded and smiled very gentlemanly. At the same time, because the portal behind him was closed, he also saw Frigga and her group not far away.
"I thought you were in the Rocky Mountains. I didn't expect it to be Asgard. It turns out there is such a desolate area here."
"This is Heimdall's territory." Su Ming raised his chin and asked him to look into the ravine: "Although Odin sealed the land for him, he is still a three-no lord. What kind of good place do you think it can be?"
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The so-called three-no lords are those who have no time, no population, and no experience.
Heimdall and Sif, brothers and sisters, are the new generation of the Warner Protoss, but they are especially trusted by Odin. Not only did their brother get a rare fief, but their sister was also designated as Thor's wife and the future queen of Asgard.
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The purpose is nothing more than to continue the bond between the two divine races. To put it bluntly, it is a marriage.
Speaking of Thor's experience after going to Earth, Odin was basically satisfied. The only thing he was most unhappy about was that his silly son fell in love with an Earth woman, Jane Foster.
He saw it all, not just through Heimdall's eyes, but also through his own crow.
Dr. Foster is actually good at everything, he is smart and beautiful, has an elegant temperament and is full of courage and love. His only fatal flaw is that he does not have the bloodline of Vanaheim.
If she and Loki became a couple, Odin would definitely allow it.
But Thor cannot. As the heir to the throne of Asgard, his wife must be a Vanir.
Now on Sakaar, the poor "axe man" may be drinking wine and missing the female doctor, but he didn't expect that his future would be clearly arranged by Odin again.
If Thor brings Jane to Asgard to meet his parents in the future, and Odin disagrees, and Loki instigates it again, there may be another crisis in the relationship between father and son.
In fact, Su Ming couldn't understand what kind of illness Odin had, so he insisted on torturing Thor in this regard. Could it be that he was addicted to training?
Odin had arranged everything for himself in the Three Palaces and Sixth Court, so why did he have to let Thor marry only one woman?
'Oh, as the previous generation of God-King, I could have three wives, several lovers, and a lot of sons and daughters. But after you succeed to the throne, you can only marry one wife. Don't ask why, it's just that the times of the Immortal Palace have changed.'
Sif is a traditional Asgardian woman and doesn't care at all how many women her husband has. Moreover, the more women there are, the brighter her face will be as a head wife. After all, it is a symbol of strength.
Immortal Palace is not the earth. This is the custom of advocating honor. No matter how many women your husband has, they were snatched, cheated, or pursued. If you can keep them, it proves that you are worthy of having them.
When the time comes, Thor will make Sif the queen and marry Jane as his equal wife. Wouldn't everyone be satisfied with this?
Maybe Jane Foster, as a modern American woman, cannot accept this set of 'barbarian logic', but as long as she is locked up in the Golden Palace, can she, an ordinary person, escape?
When raw rice is cooked, it will taste really good.
The Shi'ar Empire has that saying, "The strong ones are sweet", and the Asgard side has a similar logic, and the proof is irrefutable, because Frigga was snatched away by Odin, and they are both very happy now.
This is much more convincing than the myth of the two ancient gods, after all, everyone can see it.
Going back to Heimdall, there are not many people in Asgard who have fiefs. Apart from him, only the Three Warriors are the lord class.
But Fandral's territory is a small forest, Vostagg's territory is a small river, and Hogan's territory is a meadow. They are all very small in size. Like Heimdall, there are dozens of people in a large territory of hundreds of miles.
The situation of a mountain and a castle is completely incomparable.
However, Heimdall needs to be on duty at the Golden Palace all day, and the territory is uninhabited because it is on the edge of the plane, so it is in this deserted state.
However, the immortal guards of Immortal Palace don’t care about this. After all, they have the largest fiefdom and the most trust. He is so glorious!
This brother and sister were also clearly arranged by Odin. It is really a sad story.