The king of solo row [Comprehensive British and American]

The banquet is still going on.

Arya is quite sure now, and no one really hates or rejects her. These people just pay more attention to the enmity between the Fire Giant King and the Sea God family. If a new war does break out, they will not be afraid to fight. Many people Will mourn the death of relatives and friends around him, but also regard death in battle as a noble honor.

Most of the people here are the Asa Protoss. After a while, a few high elves with light hair and long pointed ears came over and greeted their king with relief. Today we want to drink endlessly.

Aaliyah is not of legal drinking age in the United States, but she is not really so obedient and obedient, she does not drink when she is under the age, and her guardians are immigrants, their country does not have so many requirements, grandma Speaking of relatives in their hometown, they even dipped their chopsticks in wine to feed the baby in their arms——

In short, she was a drinker, and hadn't been drunk at all growing up.

Now it seems that it may still be a matter of blood...

She chatted with the elves from Alfheim for a while. They have all moved to Asgard now, but they know the situation in their hometown.

In fact, Asgard is also flooded with disasters, but those monsters are driven out of the Idawar Plain by magic, and there are so many warriors here, it is very difficult for them to get close to Asgard.

The scope of the disaster in Alfheim is not more severe than that of Asgard, but there are some dragons who are difficult to deal with and contaminated by the disaster, and the source of darkness is buried deep in the imperial city——

Arya looked at them thoughtfully, "What the hell is in there?"

The elves kept secrets on their faces, and someone answered in a low voice: "We call the dragons polluted by disasters demon dragons. They roam the fields and oceans, and attack every creature they see. When the night comes, They fly away from the ruins of the imperial city, and fly towards our castles and villages, and if they encounter them unfortunately, they can only fight until dawn... It has been hundreds of years, and the night has become longer and longer."

Everyone had another drink, and another elf said, "Your Highness, don't mind the words of the protoss. We look forward to your return. Of course we hope that you can solve those dragons and even disasters, but since even Odin can't handle it, how can we forcefully take responsibility?" On your shoulders, if His Majesty is still here..."

The expressions of the elves became gloomy, and the sadness in their eyes almost overflowed. Obviously, they deeply missed the dead king.

Arya looked at their sad eyes, "He... I mean Frey, he's not an elf, but you still like him very much."

"Of course, Your Highness. Your Majesty is the perfect king in our hearts. When we were young, the young people in Alfheim admired him nine out of ten, even if he was married."

"I prefer Her Highness Freya, even if she is married..."

Arya looked at them speechlessly.

The elves reacted and couldn't help apologizing to her, who shook her head, "It's nothing, I hope I can still remember what they look like."

The protoss at the banquet drank too much, and some people sang songs. The lyrics sounded strange but fit the melody very well. The singing echoed intermittently in the empty hall, as if they were singing about war and glory, or about a In the long story about darkness and hope, more people joined the chorus. People sang high and low in a drunken state, mixed with the crisp sound of the golden wine cup falling to the ground.

Arya could vaguely understand what they were saying, but after thinking about it carefully, she didn't know what language it was. Seeing that her wine glass was empty, the elf next to her was just about to come up to continue pouring wine, when she caught a glimpse of the black-haired god standing in the distance. In the corridor, several elves did not have much affection for the Frost Giant King, but they also maintained the most basic respect and greeted each other briefly.

Only then did the blond girl turn around, and Loki still looked at her coldly, as if they had never talked many times in the rainy nights of the earth, "Odin still has something to say to you."

Arya bid farewell to the elves. She knew that Loki was pretending not to know herself, so she cooperated with him not to speak.

The two walked through the quiet corridor and passed by a group of patrolling guards. They saluted with standard movements, and then left without turning their eyes. It was completely different from the warm greeting with Sol before.

The God-King was waiting for her in a flanking palace, this time with his armor removed and the Eternal Lance gone, looking like any kindly grandfather.

Arya drank at least two jugs of wine, but she is very sober now, "Your Majesty."

Odin shook his head, "You are my granddaughter, and this is your family."

The little girl turned her head slightly, and looked at the black-haired man with some resistance, "Your Highness may not think so."

Loki was even more straightforward, "She's not my daughter."

Odin understands the temper of the youngest son. Among all his sons and daughters, Sol is the one who seems to be the most troublesome one on the surface. Wang quarrels, but in fact, they are both deep and introverted personalities, even if Freya's romantic deeds spread throughout the Nine Realms, her dewy admirers have never entered the heart of Cupid——

Loki is actually somewhat similar to her. Given that many of his magics were taught by the God of Love, their relationship is close, but they often talk and sarcasm each other when they get along. Of course, this is only when Freya is in a good mood, otherwise she doesn’t care at all. The younger brother's yelling was like Sol had challenged her many times when he was a child, and they were all sent out and thrown outside the palace.

"Okay." The God King seemed to be really distressed, he frowned and looked at his younger son, "Since you said so, you should take her to see your sister—"

The dark-haired man turned around indifferently, glanced at the blonde girl, "Let's go."

Arya began to understand what Loki wanted to do.

Sure enough, they met Thor in the corridor outside, and Thor leaned on the railing with his arms folded. He should have heard their conversation just now, and now he shook his head in disappointment.

"Loki, she's just a child, whether you accept it or not, it's not a reason for you to lose your temper with her."

"I'm not angry," Loki seemed to be trying to keep calm. "Or, I'm angry because I said that I have nothing to do with Freya. She can't be my daughter, but no one believes me."

"You ran in while she was on a date with a lover—"

"Because she promised to teach me magic, besides my mother, she is the only person who is willing to discuss magic with me, and she will not drag me to any stupid competition or adventure like you!"

"You still accuse her of having too many lovers before the gods, and you know how you regretted not being one of them?"

"This is nonsense, I don't care about it at all, if it is true, shouldn't I be ecstatic to see this guy?"

Arya silently pushed Loki away and pointed at her hand.

"Oh, brother," Thor shook his head and pressed his shoulder, as if I had seen through you, "You don't want to admit it, but you are always much kinder than you show."

"And you can always say things that are worse than your performance."

Sol wanted to continue talking, but suddenly found that the blonde girl turned around and left, "Wait, Arya, where are you going?"

"I don't want to disturb your flirting," Arya said, walking a little further away, "Your father told him to take me to see His Royal Highness Freya, although I don't quite understand what's going on, because people say she passed away, Anyway, I can see it myself, you guys go on, go on."

Well, she's pretty much sorting out the situation.

The more Loki behaves like this, the more people believe that he is his father. He obviously deliberately misunderstood them like this. As for the reason...

Arya still remembers that after trying to demonize and reveal her true body on Christmas Eve, Loki said that he has two attributes of wind and sea, and he told himself not to expose himself to others. Maybe that would cause some hidden dangers, so he simply let people misunderstand their relationship?If she was a hybrid of the Frost Giant and the Vanir Protoss, maybe others would not ask to witness her true face——

In particular, she still has a rigid relationship with her biological father and hates each other.

She thought about it messily in the wind, and always felt that there was some shocking truth buried under these messy things, at least this is the case in most of the film and television literary works, even if they recognize their relatives on the earth, a lot of things may be involved, not to mention What's more, for these thousand-year-old gods, the stories of the past are always inseparable from secrets and even conspiracy.

Loki left annoyed.

Thor looked at her slightly apologetically, but seemed to know that she would not be angry about such a thing, "Sorry, I'll take you there."

The Asgard of Cupid is also located on the plains of Idawar, which is the richest central area of ​​Asgard. The palaces of the gods are row upon row, and countless towering covered bridges are erected outside the golden palace of the king of gods.

These golden bridges criss-cross in the sky, and each bridge leads to the palace of another main god. You can see thin clouds and mist below. The towering minarets and magnificent palaces can be seen far ahead, and the outlines are sometimes hidden in the churning sea of ​​clouds.

"That's Felkevanger, Freya's palace." Thor looked towards the gorgeous palace in the clouds and mist in the distance, "Your mother is one of the richest gods, countless gods are willing to bring rare treasures to her and above all, her father always allowed her to keep the trophies brought back from aliens, and she rarely lost battles, so the palace was built in the years before I was born."

Arya understands what Loki once said, for example, she should have a better life, but on the other hand, if she has been in Asgard, she might be dead, after all, these destructive gods It's all history...

On top of that, she really felt like she was doing fine before the terrible choice of traveling to New York.

"How is your family in the atrium?"

Sol looked at the blond girl who was looking at Cupid's bedchamber in a daze. The latter's light eyes were too clear in the sun, with a lustrous luster like the warm rain in midsummer. "They passed away peacefully. , just last year."

"Sorry," Sol didn't ask the Avengers about her past. It was unnecessary. If he wanted to know, he would ask her himself. This answer is a bit sad, but it is also expected, after all, she seems to have no fixed place Drifting in New York, "I... I should have gone to Earth to find you earlier."

Arya shook her head, "I only have 17 years of experience on Earth, I was thrown in their garden by people, I was a baby at that time, and my growth process is the same as that of ordinary Earth people these years, I guess , whoever stole me may have done something to me in the previous 1000 years to keep my body in a baby state—”

"It's a disaster!"

Thor said in a low voice, his expression and eyes suddenly became full of anger, his blue pupils were like flames suddenly burning on the frosty ice, he tightened the grip of Mjolnir, and said every word Said, "Those people must be using you to absorb the disaster! A whole thousand years! If I knew who it was, I would have killed them—"

The girl's pupils suddenly tightened, "What?"

"I know you can absorb Calamity," Thor turned to her, "When you took out that Calamity Beast, you absorbed it, and that's one of the reasons I'm sure who you are, you've been able to do it before! Ray was injured while fighting those monsters, his arms were tainted by darkness, he dared not touch you, but you, you grabbed his hand, Freya almost went crazy..."

Thor doesn't seem to know how to describe that scene.

——The handsome and elegant God of Light looked shocked and remorseful, the God of Love was so angry that he wanted to slap his wand on his brother's face, the young Thor hadn't walked in outside the door, only to see the servants in the palace kneeling one after another, Trembling under the frantic overlapping coercion of the gods.

"You know, people of God's Domain, whether it's you or us, if you come into contact with disasters, especially the main gods, they won't be swallowed directly like many weak races, and the disasters will only be buried in the body. When the beasts fight, they can suck this power away, and this problem is solved, although this process is very dangerous, but..."

Sol tried his best to organize his words, "You have absorbed the scourge on Frey, and you can't see any traces on your body. You know, if we have scourges on our bodies, they are under the skin and will pollute the blood vessels into blood vessels. Black, there is no way to hide it."

Arya looked at him with some surprise, "You mean that this matter was known by others, so they deliberately stole me away and used my body to absorb the disaster?"

"I think so, because you stopped growing for a while, after you absorbed the calamity," Thor nodded heavily, his expression angrily revealing confusion, "None of us thought about this reason, I thought no one knew, Because Freya wiped the memories of everyone present, except Frey and me... I swear I didn't tell anyone."

"It's definitely not your problem," Arya didn't think Saul would promote such a thing, especially after he knew that Freya was brainwashing the audience, "...we are here."

This seemingly long covered bridge has come to an end. The hot sun rolls over the golden bridge railings. After the clouds and mist dissipate, the palace complex in front slowly unfolds like a picture scroll. Outside, she seemed to be looking into the distance, as if waiting for someone's return.

"Freya has not completely died. She returned in the state of a dead soul, sealed off this palace, and did not meet and talk with anyone. We can only stand here and cannot take a step forward, but if it is you..."

Arya couldn't help being shocked again by the power of Cupid, whether she was dead but alive in a state of revenant, or she could maintain magic to block the footsteps of the gods——

"I can not get in."

The blond girl said bluntly, she raised her hand, fingertips pierced through the empty air, and suddenly stopped in mid-air, unable to move any further, as if she had touched an invisible barrier, also like an insurmountable wall Gao Qiang, she put down her hand, "Either you have identified the wrong person, or she doesn't want to see me either."

Sol subconsciously wants to comfort her, since the first possibility basically does not exist, but he doesn't know how to speak, sometimes he really doesn't understand what his brother and sister are thinking——

The little girl didn't seem to be very disappointed, but she just looked at the entrance of the palace suspiciously. The shadows in the corridor where the sun couldn't shine, seemed to be only endless darkness in the depths, covering the treasures looted from various planets, who once sang happily There was only darkness and silence in the hall where the banquets continued.

"Since it doesn't work here, I think I should go to Yalfheim for a turn, and it means that I have to be prepared to fight a group of disaster dragons, right," she summed up the task calmly, "I I remember that there is a game that specializes in fighting dragons*..."

She didn't speak English in the latter sentence, and Thor didn't understand it for a while.

Arya opened Steam, looking at the current [-]% off "Monster Hunter: World" lost in thought.