My surname is Stark, who changed my job to become a female big gun?

Chapter 89 Take away all your embarrassing expressions!
"You saw it! You saw it all!"

Now that the matter has come to this point, Loki still doesn't understand that Heimdall has clearly seen his ugliness.

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

……

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

Loki kept repeating the names of several people angrily, while rushing straight to the treasure house of Asgard.

"I'm going to kill you, I'm going to kill all of you!"

He strode up the steps, and was about to go straight to his bedroom, but he never expected to be stopped by the door.

"Your Majesty Loki, Queen Frigg is looking for you."

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

Upon hearing that it was his mother, Loki put down his right hand that was waving.

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

"Okay, I see. Go back and tell the queen, and I will come right away."

The man didn't dare to delay, he hurriedly took orders to retreat, he didn't dare to reach out his hand to touch the sweat on his face until he retreated a long way.

"Is he gone?"

The man turned his head and nodded to the people in the corner, without daring to say more, he lowered his head and walked away quickly.

Fandral, one of the three warriors of Asgard, glanced at the direction Loki was leaving, and hurriedly greeted the companions behind him.

"Quick, let's go find Heimdall!"

Looking at the back of the four sneaking towards the Rainbow Bridge, Loki walked out from behind the statue of God King Odin.

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

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

……

In a small town more than ten kilometers away from the S.H.I.E.L.D. temporary camp, a brilliant light descended from the sky and landed in the middle of the crossroad in the center of the town.

Four men and women in strange costumes looked around blankly.

"Midgard, is everything so desolate?"

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

"I don't know either, maybe."

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

"Hey! Is anyone there!"

Vostagg with a big beard spoke a rough voice and shouted twice towards the surroundings.

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

"Where have all the people here gone?"

Fandral picked up the wine bottle that had been discarded by the side of the road and put it in front of his nose to smell it.

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

Sif frowned, she could feel that there were people living here not long ago, and there were quite a few people.

but……

"Hey! Look here! What's this?"

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

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

Then his face froze, and he rushed up and grabbed the thing from Hogan's hand, and put it into his arms.

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

"But……"

Seeing this, Hogg wanted to say something, but Sif stared back fiercely.

"No but! Don't forget the purpose of our coming here, we want Sol to go back, not here to eat, drink and have fun!"

Turning his head, he yelled at Fandral who was getting beer from the restaurant on the other side of the street:

"It's you, Fandral! Put down the wine bottle in your arms!"

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

"Ah, I just want to try the taste of Midgard's wine, nothing else."

The veins on Sif's forehead were throbbing. What kind of stupid teammate did he form?

"Sif, someone is here."

In the end, Vostagg, who looked more reliable, motioned Sif to look into the distance.

There are several cars over there at this moment, driving towards this side in a hurry.

Seeing Sif diverted his attention, Hogan behind him secretly reached out and took a blindfold from another model dummy and put it into his arms.

Fandral, who saw all this clearly, quickly gestured to Hogan to take one for himself.

He raised the beer in his hand and said that he would also bring him a copy.

However, Sif, who was facing away from them at this time, suddenly turned around as if feeling something, frowned beautifully, and said in a hateful voice:
"Shut up all your embarrassing expressions, we represent Asgard, I don't want to see you lose all the glory of Asgard!"

Startled by Sif's hand, the two hurriedly adjusted their appearance, and stood back behind Sif again.

……

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

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

"Three men and one woman don't seem to be simple characters."

Clint, with the best eyes in the back seat, had actually noticed them early on.

Leni frowned, and sighed secretly.

"The Three Warriors of Asgard, good brothers of Thor, the blond man is Fandral, the black-haired one is Hogan, and the bearded man is Vostagg."

Coulson nodded, but didn't Clint say there were four of them? Where's the woman?

Seeing Coulson's question, Leni smacked her lips and said:
"The remaining woman is the goddess of land and harvest in Norse mythology, Sif."

Clint heard the strange meaning in Leni's mouth, and recalled that he had learned about Norse mythology. If he remembered correctly, she should be Thor's wife.

Through the rearview mirror, Leni saw what Clint was thinking and did not deny it.

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

Coulson nodded, expressing his understanding, but he suddenly reacted and then turned his head to look at Leni again.

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

Leni didn't explain much, just sighed.

"Ask what love is in the world, and directly teach life and death."

"..."

After getting the car ready, Leni took the lead and stood in front of the four of them, and looked up and down at the leader Sif.

With loose dark brown hair, a heroic face, coupled with that brave armor, she has the demeanor of an Asgardian female warrior.

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

A head of beautiful blond hair was neatly coiled behind her head, and there was no trace of childishness on her delicate and pretty face.

Although the slim combat uniform tightly wrapped his tall figure, it couldn't conceal the temperament he exuded.

In particular, the aura formed by Leni after experiencing the flames of war made Sif, a well-informed female warrior, even look a little higher.

"Hi, friends from Asgard, I'm the person in charge here, Leni Testarossa!"

(End of this chapter)