My last name is Stark after I changed my job to become a female musketeer?

"You saw it! You saw it all!"

At this point, Loki didn't understand that Heimdall had seen his ugly behavior clearly.

Heimdall didn't answer, but turned around silently, with his back to Loki.

...

"Damn Thor! Damn Leni! Damn Heimdall! You all deserve to die, you all deserve to die!!"

Loki kept repeating the names of several people in anger, and hurriedly ran straight to the Asgard treasury.

"I will kill you, I will kill all of you!"

He strode up the steps and was about to go straight to his bedroom, but he was stopped by someone just at the door.

"Your Majesty Loki, Queen Frigga wants to see you."

The visitor lowered his head, not daring to offend the second prince who was notoriously difficult to mess with.

When he heard that it was his mother, Loki put down his waving right hand.

He took a deep breath, calmed his tone, and said lightly:

"Okay, I got it. Go back and tell my mother, I'll be there soon."

The man didn't dare to delay and hurriedly took the order to retreat. Only when he retreated a long way did he dare to reach out and wipe the sweat on his face.

"Is he gone?"

The man turned around and nodded to the people in the corner, and didn't dare to say much. He lowered his head and walked away quickly.

Fandar, one of the three warriors of Asgard, looked in the direction where Loki left and hurriedly greeted the companions behind him.

"Hurry, let's go find Heimdall!"

Looking at the backs of the four people sneaking straight to the Rainbow Bridge, Loki walked out from behind the statue of the God King Odin.

"Since you want to go down to accompany him, don't even think about coming back!"

Looking up at the tall statue standing beside him, Loki's eyes flashed a cold light.

...

In a small town more than ten kilometers away from the temporary camp of SHIELD, a ray of light fell from the sky and landed in the middle of the crossroads in the center of the town.

Four men and women in strange costumes looked around blankly.

"Midgard, is it so desolate?"

Hogan, who was one of the three warriors of Asgard with Fandral, scratched his head and looked at Sif beside him in confusion.

"I don't know, maybe."

Sif, who was asked, was also full of question marks. She hadn't been to Midgard for a long time.

"Hey! Is there anyone?"

Volstagg, who had a big beard, shouted twice in a rough voice.

But after waiting for a long time, no one responded to him.

"Where are all the people here?"

Fandral picked up a bottle of wine that had been discarded on the roadside at some point and put it in front of his nose to smell it.

"Is this wine? Why does it smell weird?"

Sif frowned. She could feel that someone had lived here not long ago, and there were quite a few people.

But...

"Hey! Look here! What is this?"

Hogan, who was standing at the door of a clothing store, reached out and took off a black eye mask from a mannequin next to him, and asked curiously.

Sif looked over when she heard the sound, and was also stunned when she saw the thing.

Then her face froze, and then she rushed over and grabbed the thing from Hogan's hand and put it in her arms.

"Don't touch the things here! What if there is danger!"

"But..."

Seeing this, Hogan wanted to say something, but was glared back by Sif.

"No buts! Don't forget the purpose of our coming here. We want Thor to go back, not to eat, drink and have fun here!"

Turning around, she also shouted at Fandral who was drinking beer in a restaurant on the other side of the street:

"I'm talking about you, Fandral! Put down the bottle of beer in your arms!"

Fandral, who was called by his name, put down the dozen bottles of beer in his arms with a little embarrassment.

"Ah, I just want to try what Midgard's wine tastes like, nothing else."

Sif's forehead veins jumped, what kind of stupid teammates did she form.

"Sif, someone is coming."

In the end, Volstagg, who looked more reliable, signaled Sif to look into the distance.

There were several cars rushing over here.

Seeing Sif divert her attention, Hogan behind him secretly reached out and took a blindfold from another mannequin and put it in his arms.

Fandral, who saw it all clearly, quickly gestured to Hogan to get one for him.

He raised the beer in his hand, indicating that he would bring one for him as well.

However, Sif, who had her back to them, suddenly turned around as if she had sensed something, frowned, and said hatefully:

"Put away your embarrassing expressions, we represent Asgard, I don't want to see you lose the glory of Asgard!"

Startled by Sif's move, the two hurriedly tidied up their appearance and stood behind Sif again.

...

"Who are they? Why are they dressed so strangely?"

Coulson, who was sitting in the co-pilot seat, looked at the four people standing in the center of the town from a distance and asked curiously.

"Three men and one woman, they all look like they are not simple characters."

Sitting in the back seat, Clint, who has the best eyesight, actually noticed them a long time ago.

Laini frowned and sighed secretly.

"The three warriors of Asgard, good brothers of Thor, the god of thunder. The blond man is Fandral, the black-haired one is Hogan, and the bearded one is Volstagg."

Coulson nodded, but didn't Clint say there were four people? Where is the woman?

Seeing Coulson's doubt, Lainie smacked her lips and said:

"The remaining woman is Sif, the goddess of land and harvest in Norse mythology."

Clint heard the strange meaning in Lainie's words, and recalled that he knew Norse mythology. If he remembered correctly, she should be the wife of Thor.

Through the rearview mirror, Lainie saw Clint's thoughts and did not deny it.

"Just like in Norse mythology, Sif is Odin's appointed daughter-in-law, but unfortunately..."

Coulson nodded to show that he understood, but he suddenly reacted and turned his head to look at Lainie again.

"Wait, then you let Jane Foster take care of Thor?"

Laini did not explain much, just sighed.

"Ask what love is in the world, it makes people live and die together."

"..."

After parking the car, Lainie took the lead and stood in front of the four people, looking up and down at Sif, the leader.

With her long dark brown hair, heroic face, and brave armor, she looks like an Asgardian female warrior.

At the same time, Sif was also carefully looking at Leni.

Her beautiful blonde hair was neatly tied behind her head, and there was not a trace of childishness on her delicate face.

Although the slim combat uniform wrapped her tall figure tightly, it could not cover up her temperament.

In particular, the aura of Leni after experiencing the war made Sif, a well-informed female warrior, look up to her.

"Hello, friends from Asgard, I am the person in charge here, Leni Testarossa!"