[Comprehensive] The Great Devil

The next time Serra sees Loki is on the eve of Thor's christening.

She was sitting on the edge of the city wall then.She likes to do this very much. The endless and vast scenery can temporarily calm the magma-like vengeance fire in her heart, which is the price to be paid for inheriting this body.

The rosy sky reflected half of her face red, the long rust-colored hair fluttered silently in the wind, and the corners of the brown skirt were blown violently.But at this moment, she heard a footstep, very light, with some kind of pleasure or temptation.She believed that if he wanted, he could do it silently when he came. He deliberately let her discover his existence, and he liked to let the other party pay attention to him first.

Then a person sat beside her, with one leg sticking out from the wall, one leg bent lazily, tilting his head to look at her side face, and speaking in a charming magnetic voice——

"It's so easy to find you... You see, whether it's today, tomorrow, or even after tomorrow, my life will become more boring-won't you listen to a song that can relieve boredom?"

Indeed, tomorrow is Thor's inheritance ceremony. As the second invisible prince of Asgard, he usually has nothing to do except joking with people everywhere.Sera smiled slightly, spread her hands, and a clairvore appeared between her palms, her fingertips caressed the cold and flexible strings, she turned to Loki and asked, "What do you want to hear?"

"Didn't you already have inspiration?" Loki's water-colored green eyes were lowered, and his sculpture-like profile was fragile and melancholy, "—of course, if it is to praise Odin, the father of the gods, and the son of Odin song, it couldn’t be more beautiful and appropriate.”

Yeah?If she is really as he said, I'm afraid he will push her off the city wall the moment she speaks?She had no doubt that he would do it.

Sera thought for a moment, then lightly plucked the strings with her fingers, and the melodious and ethereal singing was instantly sung in the wind——

"I am on top of the wall

Met a beautiful singer

His jet-black hair is blown by loose clouds

His emerald green eyes are wild but flawless"

Loki frowned.

"I adore his beauty and grace

I worked up the courage to go up and talk to him

He comes from a wealthy noble family

I'm afraid I'm not worthy of his nobility and cunning."

He couldn't help a sneer.

And she went on singing—

"Later I learned that he was not as perfect as a jewel

There is pain and panic in his heart

he is always second

Nameless like a fire

Shadows filled the halls of his heart..."

Loki narrowed his eyes slightly.

"It was the long-standing loneliness

like a slap in the head

Count the past from before him

Dizzy intuition wells up doubt, fear

The love they most admire

twisted him into the most absurd shapes—"

She turned her head and smiled at him.

"The emptiness is richly clothed

The sacred music cannot break through the narrow limit

Even though he is wise

as original as art

But still can't stand in front of the crowd

let's sing"

"His beauty

dark hills

It's a gray graveyard"

"—never rewarded by anyone"

Sera put down the harmonica, tilted her head slightly, and asked softly with a smile, "So how about this song?"

Pop, pop, pop.

Loki clapped slowly, with a calm and elegant smile on his face, which seemed to be sincerely praising, but there was a murderous intent hidden deep in those green eyes.

"You know, you're still the same, just as interesting as that day." He said, his voice soft and magnetic, deliberately lightened, as if to suppress some more obvious emotion.

Sierra chuckled, "You know what's more interesting?"

She looked at the evil god who was showing curiosity, and bent her eyes, "——we, will always be the second choice."

"Never be able to walk in the light of day - from this point of view, we still have a lot in common, don't we?"

Loki couldn't help admiring in an exaggerated tone, "You've become more interesting, Sera. I really want to know who in Asgard gave you the courage to annoy you as much as you want without any scruples." Everyone I saw—"

"You want to know how I know all this?" Serra asked.

Loki pretended to be contemplative, but soon couldn't help raising his eyebrows, leaned over excitedly, and whispered, "How do you know?—You'll show me, right?"

Sera stretched out his hand, spread his fingers, turned his wrist slowly, and said to Loki, "Do you feel anything?"

Loki glanced at her in disbelief, narrowed his eyes and thought for a moment, and finally stretched out his hand uncontrollably, stayed in front of her for a moment, and then asked a little puzzled, "What do you want to say?"

"Wind." Sera kept changing the angle, letting the wind passing by Asgard's city wall pass through her fingers, soft, slow, silent, but with the most powerful force in the world , containing countless messages, coming from all directions——

"None of you have ever noticed it," Sira smiled, "so you never know what it means to us."

It travels through the field, it comes to the valley, walks across the plain, occasionally rests among the branches, shuttles endlessly beside the city wall, slips into the most magnificent palace, slips into the most secret and dark corner, brings countless Whispering softly, carrying news and secrets, they brushed past her ears, bringing voices.

She is a demigod of the Vanir Protoss, who controls the sea and the wind. Her mother is the most famous witch in the world. She has countless secrets that others have never known, and this secret was given to her.Maybe not to destroy the place, but enough to let her know a lot of things that others can't.

"So, look, Loki." Sera felt the softness of the wind passing through his fingers with admiration, "Here, the Queen of God and you are not the only best magicians - you are proficient in black magic and illusion ,but me……"

She withdrew her hand and turned her head, "In addition to singing, I can give you more things."

"Do you want it?" she asked.

Loki stared at her for a long time without blinking, sizing up, scrutinizing, suspicious, and weighing.

"Okay, you convinced me." He shrugged, although he didn't mention which thing convinced him, but they both knew each other well - being able to control the wind means knowing a lot of secrets, and he He is definitely not someone who can let some secrets be revealed, and he is also a royal family... He doesn't even have to think about what he will do.

What she showed, that song, the message of the wind, her abilities...all just attracted this prince who had been unwilling since childhood to reach a cooperation with her.

Although she has never met such a person before, the bad nature is more or less similar, isn't it?She lived long enough to see things clearly that others couldn't.For example, under his handsome and melancholy appearance, he is treacherous, cunning, sensitive, suspicious, mischievous, evil, born with excellent acting skills, and likes to have fun.Like a kitten with its head full, a smell of madness hits the face.

It seemed as though everything he did was just for fun and harmless.But she understands that this kind of extreme inferiority and conceit living in the shadow of others is like a dark seed hidden deep in her heart. Once there is a chance to get self-inflated, it will grow wildly from cynical and harmless to terrible jealousy and hatred. desire to destroy.

Isn't she the best at lighting a fuse? ——What's more, he is indeed very interesting, at least so far, he is more interesting than anyone in Asgard.

Sera couldn't help joking with great interest, "Congratulations, Loki, you are about to become the second prince of Asgard from the second princess of Asgard."

——Of course, if his elder brother was successfully granted the title.

Loki gave a witty and sly smile, "Who knew?—Accidents happen everywhere, right?"

After a pause, the smile in his dark green eyes deepened, "If I become... Maybe I will let you be my exclusive performer——There is no doubt that facing me, you will have countless Inspiration, and you're going to hear more interesting voices from the wind, and sing it to me...it's quite possible, don't you think, Sierra?"

"Of course, this is my promise to you," Sera gladly took the olive branch thrown at him, smiled and bowed to congratulate him, "then... enjoy this grand night of the gods to the fullest, my prince .”

"I have a hunch, if you keep being so funny..." Loki looked down at the brown-robed demigod, his voice was soft and charming, it was a kind of cunning and sincere sincerity, "I will like you, little Witch."

……

……

Sure enough, Thor's enshrinement ceremony did not go to the last step as expected.

The grand succession ceremony was interrupted by the unexpected incursion of frost giants into Asgard's vaults.Sela stood in front of the magnificent Hall of Valor, and stood under the stage with all the gods who came to watch the ceremony, looking up at Odin, the father of the gods, and the heroic and strong Thor and his handsome and thin brother left halfway Here, the Queen of God, Frigga, appeases the whispering gods and announces that the ceremony will continue on another day.

Standing among the gradually dispersed crowd, Sera looked at the empty hall and thought: Another day?I am afraid that in the future it will not be possible to "choose another day to continue".

She waited until the last person left, then turned around slowly, and sat alone on the golden steps.The four walls of the palace were lined with spears that were extremely polished, so that they were bright and ostentatious.The Qiongding of the palace is paved with golden shields, and the seats are all covered with exquisite armor. When the sun shines down, the whole hall is glittering with golden light, majestic and magnificent.And she stayed here alone, behind her was a palace gate that was as high as [-] meters and it was difficult to see its top. She was as small as an ant under the feet of a giant, and she had no power to resist the gods.

The wind drifted through her long hair, bringing the message that another person was approaching.

The other party stood silently on the higher stairs behind her, but she suddenly spoke as if she had eyes.

"It's a pity, it seems that there will be no chance to call you 'Second Prince' in the future."

The other party let out a funny chuckle and sat down beside her.Although he is not as strong as Thor, his legs are very long. When stretched out, he can step on three steps, and his posture is also pleasing to the eye.He tidied up his dark green robe gracefully, his voice was low and full of evil taste for pleasure——

"I think you've got good material again...don't you?"

Sierra raised her eyebrows, looked at his sculptural side face, leaned closer to him, and lowered her voice, "Do you want to listen to the popular version, or the customized version?"

Loki seemed to be a little frightened by her sudden leaning forward. He showed a terrified expression, leaned back, and said in an innocent tone, "Don't tell me that in your eyes, me and that group of people who only know how to fight, drink and have fun Are gods the same?"

"Of course not," Sera narrowed her eyes, "You are much prettier than them."

"I thought it was a word to describe a woman." Loki blinked.

"Little reindeer? Little cutie? Magician? Persian cat? Planner?" Sera said several words in succession, "——Which one do you prefer for me to call you?"

Loki stared at her face close at hand, those golden eyes were the symbol of the Vanir Protoss, rich and pure, like ice-cold jewelry inlaid on this face that was too dignified and elegant and easily looked boring.To be honest, her appearance can be easily distinguished among the Asgardians.It is not sharp and sharp enough, without the heroic spirit of a Valkyrie. Instead, it is soft and deep like sea water. When the weather is clear, the waves are calm and clear, but in the event of a storm, it will be violent and turbulent.Her heart is not as gentle, peaceful and elegant as her appearance. He can feel that she has the same cold, dark soul as his, full of hatred and desire for destruction.

It makes sense - who let her father die in war, her mother was besieged by his race and fell into a deep sleep, she was alone in Asgard with no one to rely on and bullied, she hated every Asir, maybe He—it's just that he is the most suitable person to use each other, although he still doesn't know what her purpose is, but this does not prevent him from using her to play a little "little joke" on his brother and father at the same time.

As long as he can handle the joke, he's sure he can handle her too, as he's always known the difference between "innocuous" and "life or death."

Loki couldn't help licking his lips, he moved slightly closer to her excitedly, and whispered in her ear with that charming and melancholy voice——

"I prefer you to call me..."

"'My King.'"

Sela raised her eyebrows slightly, she turned her face sideways, the tip of her nose almost touched his, her breath blended together, those green eyes stared at her without blinking, it was a very rich but very clear color, always There is a faint glint of water, so beautiful that it is melancholy and harmless.

"Do you know, Loki," she said softly, her warm breath diffused between the two, intimate and ambiguous, "You are indeed very charming, and I appreciate your charm, but it's a pity... since you don't Like me, your heart is full of contempt and vigilance against me, you don't need to use this trick against me at all—"

She tilted her head and repeated what he said just now, "Could it be that in your eyes, I am the same as that group of gods who only know how to fight, drink and have fun?"

Loki narrowed his eyes, he was silent for a moment, "ah", he showed a witty, cunning and endearing smile, "Well... Now that you have seen it - I think I have to hide those contempt and vigilance deeper It's..."

He shrugged his shoulders, and said in a very sad tone, "It's a pity, I thought you might like my face more than my brother's."

Sera laughed, and suddenly stretched out her hand, holding his chin, almost touching his lips, breathing into his lips——

"I do like your face more, my little reindeer," she said in a frivolous tone, "but what I like more... is the expression on your face that looks like you're crying even when you smile, and the expression on your face that looks like you're crying." A scheming and skeptical mind—"

"—Of course," she slowly stroked the delicate and soft skin under her fingertips with her cold fingers, her voice became more and more imperceptible, "...and your beautiful lips that can always make exaggerated admiration—"

Loki raised his eyebrows, he held her wrist in a gentlemanly manner, pushed her fingers away gently and forcefully, and freed his aching jaw, with a calm and elegant demeanor.

"Well, it seems that the person I chose is not as easy to be baited as I expected," he sighed helplessly, and couldn't help complaining, "Why can't you be as easy to deceive as other goddesses?  … Forgive me, I didn't see that you are so proficient in this trick before—" Obviously, you look like a virtuous and virtuous goddess.

Serra gave him a soft, gentle smile.

"If you want to use your charm and surrender my heart to your superficial affections—you don't have to," she said. "I'm a man of promise, Loki, and you Quite different—we have more or less the same goal, why use love as a bond between us when it is a useless and fragile luxury for us?"

She leaned closer to him, watching him immediately hold his breath subconsciously and vigilantly, his voice was as soft as a ghost.

"Even trust—you don't have to entrust it to me at all. There is no need for that kind of thing between us... Benefits and secrets, just these two points, the most reliable two points, can maintain a precious balance between us. Wouldn't it be better to keep the deal from falling apart completely until the goal is accomplished?"

She stepped back a little, shrugged, and added sincerely, "Of course, when I'm in the mood, I'd be happy to sing you two songs as an extra thank you for being an ally."

"So," she smiled slightly, "I will keep being 'interesting' like this. And you too—Loki, keep being interesting until I find someone more worthy to work with, you... are my precious inspiration source."

Source of inspiration?

So that means, at least for now, he is still the opponent's first choice, not the always hated second?

Loki narrowed his eyes slightly, his eyes were meaningful, "Well... I have to say, I like this word."

Then he smiled innocently like a baby reindeer, "—deal, my singer."

The author has something to say: Jishen failed to flirt with the Great Demon King and was overwhelmed...

And congratulations to Asgard's guest duo for successfully achieving "United Front" achievement 1/1.

If you guys have time, I suggest you to make up for Thor 1, otherwise some of the skipped plots in this article may not be very clear.

I have been busy with graduation defense these days, try to update 3000 per day, let alone leave a message to ask for leave, and I will compensate you after the defense is over.