[Comprehensive British and American] SpiderGirl

Why do friends depend on body shape?

Petra thought for a while and said, "No matter how good the body is, it's not as good as Sol, so don't be so demanding?"

Odin: "...you are such a clever little ghost."

"thanks?"

"That's not a compliment."

The one-eyed old man covered his nose and coughed twice, paced slowly, raised his eyes to look up, his eyes were like torches, deeply and sharply nailed to her body.

Petra was sitting on the stone platform, with her back hanging in the air. Others might have already felt full of danger, but it was nothing to her. The main danger came from the father of the gods in front of her.

"Uh, hello... I'm sorry I didn't come to greet you at the first time. I—"

She moved to the side awkwardly, and gave up when she found it was useless. She dangled her legs and wanted to touch the ground, but at this moment, Odin raised his left hand and placed it on the edge of the stone platform, away from her knees. Just a few inches away.

At first glance, it seemed like a casual action, but it seemed to be warning her not to try to escape.

Petra froze slightly, not knowing where to swing her hands and feet for a moment.She sat on it and raised her head to meet Odin's eyes.Although the opponent has only one eye, it is still full of shocking power.

After a few seconds, most of the pressure disappeared.Odin laughed hoarsely: "Why, do you think I will eat you?"

"No way, you're Odin, the father of the gods—and I'm from the Atrium." Petra pretended to be calm.

"so what?"

"Well..." She thought for a while and said cautiously, "Loki killed more than 100 people on Earth and you almost sentenced him to death, and Thor started the war in Jotunheim, you just exiled him from Earth ——It shows that we earthlings are treated preferentially.”

Odin almost laughed out loud and narrowed his eyes.

"You mean I have double standards and are unfair to them?"

"No." Petra said decisively, "I like this kind of double standard. No, I mean, it has nothing to do with me, I don't have any feelings."

If I have to say, there is one: family planning is good... Ah bah, I'm sorry I almost forgot, Rocky was adopted!

"Of course, your earth is a victim of Loki's chaos." Odin said lightly.

He lifted Gungnir unhurriedly, walked a few steps in the brightly lit direction, and stood on the edge of the guardrail. After a while, he changed the subject as if nothing happened: "Little girl, what do you think?" How is it here?"

Petra turned around and looked out.

In the open space below the steps, by the side of the bonfire, a group of Asgardian soldiers took off their armor and yelled to form a simple arena.Young girls sat on the steps, laughing and eating grapes.

"Who is the most powerful warrior! Who is it!"

One person strode forward, raised his fist, showing his strong muscles, and demonstrated to everyone.Amidst the applause and whistles, some people cheered his name, while others laughed and pushed out another person as his opponent.

The fireworks in the night sky became more and more brilliant, and the flames swayed on the ground, prolonging the overlapping figures and reflecting them on the stone pillars in the gate.

Singing and dancing to raise peace, roughly describes such a scene.

It is worthy of being "Xiangong".

Petra watched for a while, losing interest in the jousting downstairs.

Odin seemed to see the disappointment on her face, and hooked his lips: "Why, it's not enough to satisfy you?"

"I thought you would be different," Petra said.

"What's the difference?"

"How should I put it... Aren't you a protoss? I thought you would rely on magic and divine power to fight, but I didn't expect to rely on the most basic hand-to-hand combat." Petra sighed.

Let’s not say that disappointment is fake, although we can’t expect everyone to be like Sol, using lightning as a weapon to attack people, at least he has the name of “God”, so he should be taller!

"Why, you little girl still look down on hand-to-hand combat?" Odin said calmly, "These are the most respected warriors in the Nine Realms. They fight against the enemy with their own strength and fighting skills, and win the war for us. Peace."

Speaking of this, he sneered: "Could it be, do you think it's all about those little magic tricks?"

"However, fighting on the earth has long stopped relying on cold weapons." Petra said hesitantly, "Shouldn't your technology in Asgard be more advanced? And I think magic sounds very powerful, right?" ? Isn’t your scepter just—”

She suddenly saw that Odin's eyes turned cold, she was startled, she couldn't help closing her mouth, wondering if she was being too rude.But soon, the old king's expression softened.

"You like magic?"

"Ah, yes, I really want to learn." Petra said seriously, "I have a friend who is a very powerful mage, but he refused to teach me... saying that I have no talent."

Odin pondered for a while, then turned around and said: "Spell courses are not popular in Asgard, and indeed, they require a certain talent. You asked Sol to learn to be a mage who chanted spells and waved a cane. Arabian Nights."

Makes sense.Petra nodded convincingly: "But his Thor power is already very handsome."

"So you like him?" Odin raised his eyebrows.

"...No, no, don't get me wrong." She waved her hands again and again, "It's just the kind of liking for superheroes. Sol and I are just friends."

Hearing the word superhero, Odin hummed softly, noncommittal.

"Just a friend?" He asked with a half-smile, "Then why did Thor bring you to Asgard? Before that, only his injured girlfriend came."

Because Sol hopes to surpass Iron Man in her idol list, he promises that he will take her to visit Asgard... Will Odin believe this kind of reason?

"It's an ex-girlfriend." Petra corrected.

"Yes." Odin snorted lightly, "So you have hope."

"...Forget it." Petra continued to wave her hands and said modestly, "Our age gap is too big, there will be a generation gap."

"Really, why do I think you hit it off?" Odin said slowly, "He must like you very much, so he defied my idea and brought an ordinary person to Asgard—you should know, this is It is not allowed. Now that you stay here without being driven out, it is already my mercy bestowed on you by the Father of the Gods."

"So?" She blinked, "Are you going to throw him on Earth again?"

She thought that Nasol might be very happy. He had realized that he was not suitable to be a king, and he did not want to inherit this position.If possible, he would really like to stay on the earth and love with the friends of the Avengers.

Odin obviously didn't want Sol to be so comfortable, let him work hard for the nine kingdoms by himself, and let his son be at ease alone?He snorted coldly: "Of course it's impossible!"

"Don't be so cold." Petra whispered, "Actually, ordinary people are also very good. Sol is very happy when he is with them."

"Because of this, he forgot his responsibility."

"The earth is also one of the nine kingdoms. He protects us on the earth, doesn't he fulfill the duty of God?"

Odin turned his back, unwilling to spend more time with her.

"Besides—" Petra said, clasping the transmitter on her wrist, "I'm actually not an ordinary person."

Ok?

Odin's expression moved slightly, and just as he was about to turn around, two whistling sounds flew past his ears.The elongated white spider thread swayed in a circle and quickly retracted. Petra jumped up from the stone platform, caught Gungnir who was in the air, and rolled over to the ground.

The whole process was simple and neat, without any unnecessary movements.

Odin, whose scepter was taken away, stayed on the empty balcony, not furious, and a momentary look of astonishment flashed across his face.He looked thoughtfully at the direction in which the light figure disappeared, and listened to the crisp high-heeled shoes echoing in the corridor. After a long time, he showed a weird smile.

"It's very interesting."

"Won!"

Cheers erupted, and another fight came to an end.The victor shouted loudly and won a crowd of voices.Soon, the surrounding sounds disappeared, and a high-pitched voice stood up from behind the fire and walked swaggeringly.

When the victor saw the man's face, his momentum dropped a bit, and he couldn't help taking a few steps back.

"Vorstagg!" the people around cheered again.

Vostagg took a breath, jumped up, and landed heavily in the middle of the open space, making a dull sound, and the ground shook twice.He was gearing up and shouted, "Come on!"

"Ooooh!"

The match was soon decided.

Fandral stood up from the girls and raised the gin bottle: "Come on, continue!"

Saul watched his friends fight with a smile on his face, stood aside with arms folded, and did not participate.

"Saul." Sif asked him, "Didn't you say earlier that there is a friend you want to introduce to us?... You won't forget, right?"

Ah!

Saul's expression froze, and he was about to explain.A familiar voice was heard in the distance.

"Sol!"

He turned around quickly, and sure enough, after seeing the crowd, the girl who seemed even smaller compared to the burly Asgardian warrior was running towards them waving a magnificent scepter several heads taller than her.

"Sol! I stole your father's scepter! Is it a surprise, is it a surprise?—God, he won't kill me?!"

A few short sentences are deafening.

In an instant, the surroundings were quiet, only the flickering shadows of the flames remained.The three warriors seemed to have been cast with a petrification spell, their faces turned pale by the bonfire, and they all gasped as they saw the symbol of power in the entire Nine Realms dangling in the hands of a little girl on Earth.

"So powerful!" Saul couldn't help but exclaimed, overjoyed, "As expected of the person I'm looking for. Petty, you are indeed a true warrior!"

"...Are you crazy!" Sif rushed forward, grabbed his collar and pulled it hard, roaring, "Are you trying to commit treason again? Saul, can you wake up! No Always being stupid for women?!"