The king of solo row [Comprehensive British and American]

Arya agreed.

It might bring more trouble to her, but she's pretty much used to being in trouble, and besides, she does have a lot of questions to figure out.

A whirling eye of the storm suddenly appeared in the dark sky, and in the next second, bright seven-color light poured down, the brilliant beam of light from the Rainbow Bridge pierced the night, and the energy beyond imagination surged in the light curtain.

Under the watchful eyes of the superheroes, the two protoss disappeared into the light.

"So she really is a god."

"She's still a king," Tony said, spreading his hands and looking at his colleagues. "The right kind."

"Is she Loki's daughter?"

"..."

Bifrost, this trembling road to heaven connects Asgard and the atrium, as convenient and quick as a portal in the game——

After all, if the spacecraft sets sail from God's Domain, it will not be a matter of time to reach the earth.

However, through the teleportation of the Rainbow Bridge, in the blink of an eye, they were already standing in the hall of the Guardian God.

Simin Yog is at the end of the Rainbow Bridge. Heimdall, one of the twelve main gods of the Aesir Protoss, is said to have the eyes to perceive all things. He is standing in the hall with a long sword in his hand, looking at them expressionlessly. , then bowed his head.

"It's been 1000 years, Your Royal Highness, you have finally returned to your hometown."

Thor seemed to glance at him, trying to convey some information with his expression, but because of the angle, Arya couldn't see Thor's face clearly, but she could almost guess what was going on, it was nothing more than a reminder not to poke Her grief--

She is no longer a princess.

A princess who lost her parents has turned into a king.

Arya didn't feel that she was miserable. After all, there are many people in the world who have never met their parents, and some children even didn't survive when they were abandoned. Her experience is obviously not like this, and it may be more complicated, but, She considers herself very lucky.

At least until all this mess happened.

Asgard is more like a country combining magic and technology. The magnificent Asgard made of gold stands on the plains of Idawar. You can see the outline of the palace from a distance on the Hongqiao. Outside Asgard, there are dotted cities. , the aircraft sailed in an orderly manner in the sky, but most of the protoss were not very modern in their attire.

Since Thor joined the Avengers and the God of Lies tried to rule the earth, people on earth know that Asgard is real, not just a legend in Norse mythology.

Arya also thought about whether they would open up some tourism projects and the like, if the two sides had economic exchanges or a currency conversion mechanism, etc., but she really didn't really imagine that she would come here one day.

Her mood is a little complicated now.

They didn't meet too many people on the road. Ordinary protoss would not often visit Asgard, unless there was a grand ceremony or reception.

The guards of Asgard stood in the covered bridge wearing golden armor and holding long swords. Sol strode past with a hammer in his hand, and shouted out a few names from time to time with a smile. The King of Asgard saluted, and many noticed the young girl before they bowed their heads in salute.

She walked through the sun-drenched corridor lightly, and followed the tall and long-legged Thor effortlessly. Her demeanor was neither arrogant nor humble. She just looked ahead calmly, as if immersed in memories or thoughts In the middle of the day, the sun shone on the golden curly hair, reflecting a dazzling flame that seemed to be burning.

At the end of the corridor is the main hall of Asgard. The girl raised her head slightly, and saw the grand painted scroll on the dome. She could vaguely guess that it was the sequence of the gods of Asgard. Odin, the king of gods, and Frigg, the god of the sky, stood In the middle, they are surrounded by their sons and daughters. On one side are twin brothers and sisters with similar faces, Frey the God of Light and Freya the God of Love, and on the other side are the young Thor and Loki, the god of fire. Gods and followers of God.

"Wait," Arya stared at the painting on the dome. This style of painting is not extremely realistic, but she can vaguely tell who is who from the hair color and clothing, but it is difficult to tell who is not familiar with it, such as Said of people close to Frey and Freya, "My mother and my uncle are married, right?"

"...yes," Thor seemed a little confused, like an adult who doesn't know how to explain some complicated issues to a child, "Frey's wife Gerd is from Jotun, she is also a frost giant, and she is actually Loki's cousin, Freya's husband, Odur, God of Summer, he is...they got married after you were born."

"Oh," Arya understood why he looked so uncomfortable. In fact, she wanted to tell herself that theoretically she would not be the daughter of the Summer God, but she didn't really care about this issue so much. If you I don't even know who my parents are, so knowing the identity of my mother, especially when she sounds like such a great person, is already very satisfying, "So...do I have younger siblings?"

This is really strange.

Arya thought that she was actually more than 1000 years old, but because of unknown reasons, she was indeed a baby when she was thrown on the earth. At least the growth process in her memory was no different from that of ordinary people. In short, if she really had As for younger siblings, they may all look older than her—

"You have," Saul's expression sank again, and he used the irretrievable past tense, obviously it was all in the past, "Your sisters, Honos and Gersemi, are all at war. Their father, that is, Odur, also died a long time ago for the same reason."

Arya didn't speak for a moment.

She suddenly realized that the gods who are related to her by blood seem to be gone, but the relationship between people is born out of getting along, and the death of relatives who have never met is difficult to evoke great grief, but it is still heavy. In the chest, there is not only the message of death, but also the dark truth hidden in it.

"Is it because of a disaster? Because of that alien disease or the war brought about by God's curse?"

"Not exactly, it's very complicated," Sol sighed. These things all happened when he was still young, although he could ride the battlefield with the gods at that time, "Muspelheim is the kingdom of fire giants , the plague polluted their homeland, and many giants were transformed into monsters that lost their minds. Simply put, King Surtur of Muspelheim believed it was our conspiracy, given that our relationship with the giants has always been not good. good--"

"You don't have a good relationship with any race," Arya murmured in a low voice. "You fought with the Warner Protoss at first, and then you fought with the frost giants, and the fire giants also hate you. You don't really feel that. It's someone else's problem."

"I didn't think so," Thor said frankly. "I thought it was cool when I was a kid. When I was a little older, I'd sneak off to fight them in warring territories... Maybe a lot of people would fight with me." That’s why we used to go to war, and after the war there was booze and carnival, otherwise why should we celebrate?”

"The myth says that you are immortal, in a sense," Arya organized her words, "at least you won't die from injuries in war*."

"No, we won't, or you won't, we are gods to the people of Zhongting, because of the long life span and the vitality that is difficult to wear out, the fatal wounds for them will heal on us," he said Sighing, "The last war was different. The fire giants brought more disasters. Those black muds can swallow planets and the lives of gods."

When they started talking, they had already slowed down their pace. After a brief silence, the corridor was about to end, and the front was about to turn into the main hall where the gods gathered.

"Why are you so sure that I am Freya's daughter, because of my looks?"

"You do resemble her, but before I saw you, it was because of Levatin."

Thor can't help but fall into the memory. Thousands of years ago, he was still young, keen to explore various dangerous areas in Asgard and other countries, like to provoke those monsters that inhabit the chasm, or go exploring in the lair and fight with anger The birth of the elder sister's daughter is not more attractive to him than these things, at least until she grows into an excellent warrior, after all, children are always fragile.

The previous owner of the Sword of Victory was Frey, the god of light. Odin and Frigga favored him and let him rule Alfheim. At the grand reception for the daughter of God's birthday, the relationship between him and Freya has always been close. At the banquet, the brother and sister sat together and whispered intimately. Suddenly, a power that made the gods tremble broke out in the hall of Seslingnell——

"I wanted to attend your birthday party, but I took Loki to explore Niflheim the day before, and we were trapped in an illusion. When we escaped and rushed back to Asgard, the banquet was almost over. Yeah, Loki was so mad at missing your party, so, I didn't actually see what happened, it's just that people say that Frey swore that he and his sword would protect you forever, and the sword of victory agreed with him You have also become the master of Levatin, and the gods know that the two of you are the only ones in the world who can wield this sword."

"Are you going to use the name Arya?" Saul asked her in a low voice, "Freya gave you the name Astrid, which means star."

Arya froze for a moment, then raised her head in doubt, "Why do people like to use this name? I'm just curious, do people always have such associations with me? My grandfather... I mean, the guardian of the earth, He named me Estelia, which also means star in Spanish."

"I don't know what your family members in the atrium think, but it is said that when you were born, all the stars in the night sky were annihilated in cloudy clouds. Freya said that it was because the stars were born in her arms."

"...Okay." The little girl nodded, she lowered her eyes, her soft expression showed no emotion, "Aaliyah will be fine."

"I see."

They have already stepped into the main hall of Asgard. The curtains of the grand and spacious hall hang high, and the painted paintings on the towering dome are blurred by the distance. One can vaguely see the World Tree that supports the Nine Kingdoms, Nifu at the northern end of the Jinlunga Gap. Ulheim is shrouded in mist, Hvagmir, the source of all waters, stretches twelve rivers, Muspelheim at the southern end is in flames, and the murals are flickering with real fire, and in the hall, the appearance is outstanding. The protoss sat in rows on both sides, watching with different expressions.

Odin, the king of the three generations of gods and the lord of the gods, is sitting on the throne. He is no longer young, but he has not lost his majesty. He is just looking at her kindly, as if this is his daughter who has been lost for many years.

The God of Lies at the bottom also looked over with a cold face. Loki looked like he didn't know her at all, his piercing green eyes were full of alienation and strangeness, and his gaze swept across the girl's face. , seems to have lost interest just like that.

"Your Excellencies," Thor nodded to his two closest relatives, and turned to the protoss who were whispering, "This is the firstborn daughter of Freya, the God of Love, the king of Alfheim and Vanaheim, as early as her birth. At the time, my father personally bestowed on her the godhead of the God of War, and now, I have brought back our God of War—”

Arya: "..."

He hadn't mentioned this before.