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Thor sat in the middle of the room, his hands and feet tied to a chair by magic chains.

The inseparable hammer disappeared.

According to Master Hamir who brought Albert over, Thor knocked out a wizard apprentice who was taking care of him with a hammer as soon as he woke up.

So the hammer was thrown into the mirror space and the person was tied up.

"Thor, do you have nothing to say about your savior?"

Albert moved a chair and sat across from Thor, taking a sip of the tea he was about to bring.

It's not as memorable as the one soaked in the remaining leaves of the World Tree when we first met, but it's still a lot better than the one in the mortal world.

"Ohh Ohh ohh!"

Only then did he notice that Thor's mouth was sealed by an invisible golden thread.

How can he be treated the same as Deadpool...

"Oh, sorry, I didn't notice. I can ask Master Hamir to free you, but I hope you understand the situation, Thor."

Even in Kamataji, where melee magicians gather, Thor is considered an extremely good warrior.

But his unorganized and unplanned character makes it difficult for him to become a qualified teammate.

At least before he experienced a series of tragedies comparable to his wealth and his second uncle, Thor was still the reckless, arrogant, proud, and optimistic prince of Asgard.

"Woo, woo, woo, woo!"

"I take it as your promise."

Albert turned his head and shouted outside the door,

"Master Hamil, I think this alien has learned the etiquette of Earth."

......

My name is Thor Odinson.

But I would rather people call me the Prince of Asgard or the God of Thunder.

Yes, I am a god and the son of a god-king.

A few days ago, I was drinking, and Loki was secretly cutting Eve's hair. Heimdall rushed in and told me that an unknown life form had appeared near the atrium, and the energy was extremely terrifying.

This should be something that the father should handle, but he is sleeping.

I think this is a rare opportunity given to me by God.

Oh no, my father is heaven.

I don’t know why my father never expressed joy at my illustrious military exploits. He always said that I was not ready to be a true god king.

I think he means that I am not strong enough, or I have not won a battle that shocked the nine realms.

I was going to call Loki along, but he was apparently cutting Eve's hair with a knife when push came to shove.

So I didn't bother the mischievous god of mischief and let Heimdall open the rainbow bridge and transport me to the atrium.

I originally thought that the king of the atrium would come to greet him personally when he discovered the traces of the Rainbow Bridge, but no.

A bald wizard who looked no younger than me came out of the portal, and a young man who looked like an entourage.

I mean the kind who are considered very young among Zhongting people.

It seems that the atrium has indeed declined.

Not only had they lost contact with the Divine Realm for a long time, only two strange people came to greet the son of the Divine King.

They seemed to be in a bad mood, but I didn't care. I just wanted to defeat the intruder before my father woke up.

I patted my chest to reassure them and told me the location of the intruder.

The image of the eyeless alien invader being beaten to pieces by Mjolnir already appeared in his mind.

Wait, why is that young man walking towards me faster and faster, and even stepping on a skateboard, his whole body becomes silvery,

He raised his hand. Could it be the new etiquette in the atrium, or...

I flew out, and the huge impact was like being kicked by my father's Pegasus when I was playing pranks with Loki when I was a child.

Fortunately, the armor engraved with runes offset most of the power.

I was angry, very angry.

I no longer care about the reason why that young man attacked me. The point is that they violated the prince of Asgard, the God of Thunder of the Nine Realms! ! !

I roared and waved Mjolnir and flew over. Just as I was about to hit him in the face, a yellow ring appeared in front of me, which seemed to be the teleportation used by the wizard just now...

Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhh! ! !

I began an endless free fall,

What followed was a feeling of weightlessness and powerlessness that he had not experienced since he had Mjolnir.

I desperately tried to summon the hammer, but every time it was about to catch up with me, I would fall faster.

I'm desperate. Since I can't resist, I can only enjoy it.

But even with my Thunder God body, I can't resist the discomfort.

The beer I drank in the morning kept rolling, some flowed up the esophagus, and some swirled in the stomach wall;

Snot and tears were being thrown out from everywhere...

I miss my mother.

There must be a way for her to break me out of this horrible cycle.

When I finally landed, the same two people were in front of me.

And they actually claimed that they were educating me on behalf of my father?

ridiculous! How dare the mortals in the atrium defy the gods?

But I didn't dare to do anything, because I was lying on the ground vomiting like a tengu who had secretly drank the fairy wine.

"Heimdall, tell me the exact location of the invaders!!"

I think we should solve the trouble first and come back to settle the score with them later.

Of course, I reserve the final right to interpret "in the future", maybe when the father wakes up, maybe when the Asgardian Valkyrie returns.

......

As soon as I flew out of the atrium, I met a man covered in flames.

Even in the vacuum, I can feel the heat in front of me, as if it can melt everything.

I am convinced that Loki, the god of fire, is a child compared to him who only knows how to make fire out of wood.

But I didn't retreat, I believed in my own strength, believed in Mjolnir, believed...

But the expected fierce battle did not happen, a heat wave hit, and I only had time to lift the hammer and flew out.

At that moment, I felt like I was in a furnace where dwarves forged artifacts. The silver armor on which my father had engraved runes with his own hands had a tendency to melt.

He must be the intruder Heimdall was talking about.

So I turned around and went up again. This time I was not careless, and the power of thunder had been poured into my whole body.

It would be great if the painter of the Immortal Palace was nearby, recording the moment when the thunder shattered the darkness, and painting it as a mural. My father would definitely...

This time I didn't fly out, I just managed to withstand the flames.

But when I realized something was wrong and wanted to retreat, it was already too late! I couldn't even distract myself from contacting Heimdall.

I lost consciousness.

......

When I woke up again, I opened my eyes and saw a simple roof full of dense patterns.

Standing next to him was a man in gray robes with his face covered.

How could the great Asgardian prince be captured?

I can feel Mjolnir on my right,

So I jumped up suddenly and knocked the man over with a hammer.

At this moment, there was a faint sound of footsteps outside the door,

It was very soft, but as a god, I heard it clearly.

Hide, contact Heimdall, wake up the father, and fight back!

One strategy after another flashed through my mind (if it can be called a "strategy"),

So I took the hammer and hid behind the door.

The visitor would never have imagined what would greet him.

But the footsteps stopped as they approached the door.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...

Just as I was waiting impatiently and swung Mjolnir towards the wooden door, something suddenly picked me up out of thin air and waved me away.

Before I could react, a light strip of unknown material tied me up.

So I threw Mjolnir, hoping to hit the enemy hard, but I lost my senses the moment it broke through.

"How dare you disrespect the great Thor Odinson, the son of the father of the gods!!! You will definitely pay the price! When my father wakes up, oooooooooo..."

My mouth was sealed, and I could only whimper like a tengu begging for food.

I watched the wooden door that was smashed by the hammer repair itself until it was intact as before, and the footsteps sounded again, gradually getting further away.

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

I couldn't move.

Until now, the young Midgardian appeared in front of me and asked me to clarify the situation.

Well, definitely not giving in to force, just listening to what he had to say,

It's just to explore the enemy's situation.