I really can't control myself

With a "bang", Badr's fist hit Linton again. Although there was still no reaction, Freya looked very anxious next to him.

"Badr!" Freya shouted anxiously here.

"It's okay, it's okay." Baldur here ignored Freya completely, but Linton simply grabbed the opponent's fist with one hand, and once again caught Baldur here easily. In his hand, it was as simple as holding a little chicken, "Children are all naughty. Who is not a child who is hundreds of years old? You think so, this old sister."

"Uh..." Freya looked at Linton and felt that there was something wrong with what he said.

"Speaking of this, I have to talk about it, sister. What's wrong with a child being naughty? This is a child's nature. Look at my godson, how lively and good he is. Doesn't this make him cheerful and healthy?" Lin Dun waved Badr in his hand and said, "You old lady always yells at your children just for a little bit, and you always give them a lesson. This kid also wants to be embarrassed. How can he bear this? Sometimes it is necessary to provide encouragement and education. Yes, do you understand?"

"Uh..." How should I put it? Linton's words seemed to make some sense at first glance, but it still felt strange. In the current atmosphere, is this the time to educate children? Freya felt that the current situation was a bit strange. She still didn't understand Linton's position. After all, she didn't know this person before.

"Just like me." Linton said, patting Badr here, "Well, not bad, godson. The punch just now was a lot better than the last one. One blow directly knocked off my penis. It's so hairy. You know your own father, Odin, is at this level. You will definitely become a brave Viking warrior when you grow up."

"I will kill you!" Inexplicably, he was really being scolded like a son. Badr here couldn't hold it in any longer. He raised his hand and wanted to continue attacking. However, Linton directly stretched out his fist and hit the opponent's fist. A light touch.

Although Badr punched with all his strength, it did not cause any harm to Linton. To the people nearby, it looked like the two of them had directly bumped fists.

"Look, my son has listened to this. In this education, you have to find a suitable way to say things that young people like to hear, so that they can listen. Look at this fist-bumping way of greeting, this is only done by young people. You have to find a way to understand them, right, sister." Linton continued.

"Speaking of which, are you..." Freya here began to feel something was wrong and asked Linton about his identity.

"Didn't I just say that I, Linton, am your son's godfather? Rounding up... Oh, this cannot be rounded up. I am just a pure godfather." Linton said.

"I mean, which realm are you from, and what grudge do you have against Odin?" Freya asked here. As we all know, there are nine realms in the Nordic world. Freya knows that Odin has enemies all over the world, and there are his enemies in every realm, but she really can’t recognize which realm Linton is from, and why he is so hostile to Odin. Ding Xia killer.

After all, Freya knew that Odin led people on an expedition and what happened next. But she didn't know which of the nine realms Odin was going to conquer. Of course she couldn't have thought that Odin would go to Olympus to support him. After all, the affairs there were none of their business in Northern Europe. In his eyes, it was impossible for Odin to go there and participate in the battle there, let alone Supported.

In her opinion, the place where Odin went to war was one of the nine realms, and then he suddenly died.

"That's not a coincidence. I really don't belong to that world." Linton said truthfully.

"Aren't you from the Nine Realms?" Freya here looked Linton up and down again. No wonder she felt that Linton's dress was a bit strange. She seemed to have completely missed him. He was not even from the Nine Realms? So what's going on? Why is he here.

Thinking about this, Freya suddenly felt that Linton was an outsider who invaded the Nine Realms. After all, Odin also had the title of King of the Nine Realms. Was it because he discovered the intruder and brought him with him? He went out with his troops to fight, but he was unexpectedly killed by Linton, the invader?

Thinking of this, Freya also became a little nervous.

"Let me go! Let me go!" At this time, Baldur in Linton's hand was still struggling desperately. Although he was exerting great force, of course he still couldn't escape Linton's grasp.

"Let go of my child!" Freya, who was already nervous, said immediately when she heard Badr's shout.

"Oh, no problem." Linton said and flicked Balder directly towards Freya.

This made Freya stunned again, thinking that the other party would do something to Balder, but it turned out that the other party really didn't intend to hurt Balder. At this time, Freya was really confused about Linton's purpose. Did the other party really have no ill intentions towards their mother and son, but was he just overthinking it?

She really doesn't know what Linton wants to do right now. She had indeed checked the spell on Badr before, and it was indeed used to help him complete his own spell, so it seemed that she was indeed helping them. But the problem is that Linton behaved later. He seemed to be educating the children, but Freya was not stupid. She could feel that Linton's attitude was obviously humiliating.

But Linton had no intention of killing him. The opponent had already killed Odin, so he was naturally very strong. From the brief fight between Baldur and Linton, Freya could also feel that Linton should be able to easily defeat Baldur or even kill him, but he did not do that. What did the other party want to do? Completely I can't understand this man.

"What exactly do you want to do? Are you our enemy?" Freya here did not continue to speculate and asked Linton directly.

"So I've said it all, I belong to your child...Forget it, I've been playing for a long time. Take your child out and take him back for a good education." Linton suddenly waved his hand and said.

"Go away!" Baldur here had just been picked up by Freya, and his anger was still there. When he heard Linton's words, he pushed Freya away and stepped forward to fight Linton again.

It's just that he just pushed Freya away and was about to step forward. Suddenly, many thick vines grew out of the ground next to him, trapping him in place.

"Let me go!" Balder looked directly at Freya and shouted. Yes, the person who summoned the vines was naturally Freya.

"Is your goal the Nine Realms?" Freya here looked at Linton and asked.

"I told you to get out, but you didn't listen to me, did you?" Linton looked at Freya, "You ask what's the point of this? What did I say? Are you planning to stand up for the Nine Realms? Protecting the nine realms by yourself? I am in a good mood today and playing with your son to give you face. If I am in a bad mood, I will slice your son into mutton slices in front of you and I will let you eat it yourself. Do you believe it? He is not Is he immortal? Can't he regenerate? I asked you to boil him and eat him to see if he can regenerate in your belly. Do you want to try?"

"You..." Freya here wanted to say something else, but just as she was about to speak, she was interrupted again by Linton.

"Look, you don't believe it anymore. I've seen a lot of people who don't believe it. Your husband Odin is the last one. I'll give you two choices now. One is to take your mentally retarded son and get out of here. The other is that you can talk to him now. I'm just saying nonsense, and I'll let you know whether you take the words that came out of my mouth, Linton, seriously, and don't blame me for not warning you when the time comes, don't say that I didn't predict what I said!" Linton said directly.

Linton's attitude changed so quickly that Freya couldn't adapt to it at all. You see, before the other party seemed to be easy to talk to, even calling her "old sister, old sister, old sister", but now all of a sudden, she is killing your whole family with disagreements. This is not keeping up.

But to be honest, Freya was a little panicked. Linton's momentum was too strong. She originally thought Linton was unusual, but now his tough attitude made her a little timid.

If she were alone, she would be strong enough to push back. But the problem is that now that her son is still here, she has to consider this.

Judging from the current situation, the previous conversation between Badr and Linton should not have been very pleasant. It's just that Linton was just playing with him before, not serious. But now, she felt that if she stayed here any longer, the other party would really take action.

Thinking of what Linton said before, Freya even felt that it made sense. Yes, the affairs of the Nine Realms have nothing to do with her. She is not a queen now. Odin has banished her long ago. Shouldn't Odin take care of the affairs of the Nine Realms? Even if he dies, the throne has nothing to do with her ex-wife who was exiled, right? Whoever succeeds will be in charge. Why does she, Freya, have to fight against Linton for the Nine Realms?

Thinking of this, Freya here has obviously made a decision. I saw that she also closed her mouth directly and took two steps back.

Next to him, Badr was still struggling, trying to shake off the vines on his body. But Freya waved her hand immediately, and the vines wrapped around him tighter.

Freya naturally knew that her son was a bit over the top now, and she would definitely not be able to persuade him. Of course, he probably couldn't listen to his own advice and still hated himself.

After thinking about it, Freya didn't say anything to Badr. She originally liked to help her son make the decision. With a wave of his hands, the vines bound Badr. Freya spread her wings, directly picked up the tied Balder, and then flew towards the sky.

"I'm so timid. What I just said makes me want to try whether it can be sliced ​​into mutton." Linton muttered, then looked at Athena and Kratos behind him, "Sorry for wasting a little time, you guys are done. without?"