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Chapter 471 Dad’s Defeat

After washing his body, changing clothes, and carefully erasing all traces, Loen took Hela's hand and came to the Temple of Plenty.

At this time, Odin was pacing back and forth in the hall, his brows furrowed with worry for some unknown reason.

After not seeing him for a few years, this God-King of Asgard seemed to have aged a lot.

Overwork can indeed make you age faster.

Lorne shook his head secretly and led Hela into the room.

"You are here!"

Seeing the two figures, one big and one small, appear, Odin immediately went to greet them with a happy face.

He first gave his blood brother a warm hug out of habit to thank him for his many years of contribution in defending the Midgard world, then stretched out his calloused right hand to touch his daughter Hela's head.

However, facing the closeness of her biological father, Hela subconsciously avoided her head and shrank behind her teacher Lorne.

Odin's hand froze in mid-air, his face looking a little embarrassed.

Seeing this, Luo En quickly stepped forward to smooth things over:
"Hela, this is your father, the God-King of Asgard. You met him half a year ago."

"Hello, father."

Hila replied dryly, like a mechanical repeater.

Then, she lowered her head out of habit and did not have much eye contact or verbal communication with her biological father.

Although she knew that the old man in front of her was her biological father, she had met this Aesir God King several times during her growing up.

But every time they met, he came and went in a hurry. After asking her about the growth of her divinity and divine power as usual, he immediately returned to Asgard and was busy waging war with the Vanir or suppressing rebellions in other countries.

Therefore, over the years, she had met her biological father only a handful of times, and their conversations were no more than a hundred sentences. Her impression of him was extremely vague, like a familiar stranger.

Odin also understood that he had not fulfilled his responsibilities as a father over the years, so he did not care too much about his daughter Hela's indifference to him. He just laughed dryly and asked the question he was concerned about again:
"What are the results of this assessment?"

"I lost……"

Hela responded in a muffled voice.

Odin frowned upon hearing this, and his originally kind expression was clouded over:
"You still can't defeat Freya?"

"It's just temporary. I will definitely win next time!"

Hela touched the two night sky swords on her waist and answered proudly.

However, Odin waved his hand impatiently, his voice suddenly cold:

"Next time, next time! How many next times is this? How long do you want me to wait?"

Hela opened her mouth but couldn’t say a word. Her little head, which had been held high, drooped down.

Seeing this, Loen quickly stepped forward to excuse his student.
"Don't worry. She's only a few years old but she can already fight Freya fairly well. It won't be long before she surpasses Warner's Valkyrie. Wait a little longer..."

"I can wait, but can Asa afford to wait?!"

Odin snorted and asked back, then looked gloomily at his daughter, whom he had high hopes for.

"Do you know that the peace and comfort you enjoy now was bought with the blood and flesh of the Aesir? If you delay for a moment longer, an Aesir warrior may die on the battlefield of Vanaheim! All this is because of your incompetence!"

Such heart-piercing words made Hela clench her fists, digging her nails deep into her palms, and knocking her lips with her pearly teeth, unknowingly biting them.

A strong sense of humiliation and self-doubt began to boil over in that young heart.

Am I really that bad?
At this moment, Lorne, who could no longer bear it, rushed forward and pushed the furious Odin away:

"That's enough. She's just a child! How can you say that as a father?"

"But she is also a princess of the Asir!" Odin retorted coldly, and then added with a gloomy face, "From the moment she was born, she had to shoulder the mission of fighting for the Asir! I gave her so much time to grow, but she can't even defeat her first opponent! How can she take on the mission of the Asir in the future?"

"So, at her age, did you do that?"

"..."

Faced with this sharp question, Odin opened his mouth, speechless.

After hesitating for a moment, he forced a distorted smile at his daughter Hela and whispered:
"You go out and play first. Your teacher and I have something to discuss."

Hearing this, Hela subconsciously turned her gaze to Lorne.

When she saw her teacher nodded, she felt relieved and turned to leave the Temple of Plenty.

Noticing his daughter's little action, Odin couldn't help but feel a little jealous:

"She seems to be closer to you than to me..."

"Of course. Although you gave birth to her, I was the one who raised her. You, as a father, are busier than me and you don't even have time to look after her."

Lorne snorted without hesitation, and then his expression gradually became serious. He looked at Odin dimly.

"What's going on? The war with the Vanir isn't going well?"

"More than that!"

Without outsiders, Odin sat dejectedly on the chair behind closed doors, and confided to his blood brother with a bitter face.

"The life deities of the Vanir are good at continuous warfare. They have never stopped harassing the border for so many years. Asgard has no choice but to remain in a state of war. The military strength and morale have been severely depleted, and now they can no longer hold on."

"So fast? This shouldn't be possible."

Lorne frowned, looking puzzled.
"Doesn't the Vanir Protoss' Life Power only cover Vanaheim? Send a small number of troops to the border to guard the Rainbow Bridge, and then take turns to avoid fighting. How come the Asir can't hold on so quickly?"

"It's because of the light elves..."

Odin explained the whole story with a helpless look on his face.

In this protracted war between gods, not only were the Aesir secretly planning a counterattack, but the Vanir were also busy as well.

They used their own divinity and affinity for nature to get closer and closer to the Light Elves, who also loved nature. They spread anti-war speech in Alfheim (the Elf Kingdom), which led to serious divisions within the Light Elves. The originally unified tribe was thus split into three.

Although some of them were willing to continue to stay under the command of the Aesir, their fighting spirit was greatly reduced;
Another group chose to flee to the mountains and forests to avoid this war of gods;

The last part directly broke away from the rule of the Aesir and threw themselves into the arms of the Vanir, becoming guides, completely forgetting that it was Odin who led the Asgardian army to quell the rebellion of the Dark Elves for the Elf Kingdom.

After listening to this, Lorne looked at Odin dimly:
"If it was just a civil strife among the light elves, it wouldn't be so stressful for you, right?"

"Those rebels also elected a new Elf King, I think his name is Frey, a Vanir..."

Odin replied with a wry smile, his eyes somewhat gloomy.

When Luo En heard the name, his eyes were filled with thought.

Frey, the god of sunlight and fertility in Norse mythology, is in charge of sowing, harvesting, raising livestock, reproduction, peace and prosperity. He is also the son of the Vanir King Njord and the Light One Gulveig, the brother of the Valkyrie Freya, and the future king of the Elf Kingdom Alfheim. The light elves under him are kind and good at fighting.

It seems that those rebellious light elves are determined to get involved with the Vanir, and are even willing to violate the matriarchal tradition of the elves and serve the male alien god Frey as their king.

With these rebels as their internal supporters, the Vanir could penetrate deep into the elven kingdom of Alfheim to make arrangements, and Asgard, the fairy palace where the Aesir lived, would no longer be safe.

No wonder Odin has aged so quickly after not seeing him for a few years.

Luo En shook his head and asked in a deep voice:
"Where is your kingly power? Have you ever tried to call upon the World Tree to clamp it?"

"I tried, but two new sacred trees appeared in Alfheim. One of them had dark green leaves on the front and silver on the back, scattering silver dewdrops when it fluttered. The other had tender green leaves with golden edges, and its flowers were like strings of golden flames, swaying and scattering golden rain condensed from the ether. These two things gave rise to a golden forest in the Elven Kingdom, forming a new natural ecology that isolated the influence of the World Tree and provided shelter for the rebels."

Odin answered helplessly, his expression becoming even more gloomy.

Luo En pressed his sore brows, feeling a little troubled by the increasingly chaotic situation.

The Vanir were very well prepared for this infiltration.

And for some reason, the two sacred trees mentioned by Odin always give me a strange sense of déjà vu.

It seemed as if he had seen this thing somewhere.

But since he couldn't grasp that inexplicable sense of familiarity, Lorne had to temporarily suppress his doubts and turned to look at Odin, who looked sad:

"So, what are you going to do next?"

“I came here this time with the intention of taking Hela away.”

"No! She is still too young! Even if she is sent to the battlefield between Warner and Asa, she won't be able to play much of a role!" Loen shook his head and refused. He did not agree to let his students take on this heavy mission too early.

Odin nodded in agreement, but then changed the subject:
"She really can't handle things on her own right now, so I'm going to try a different approach to help her grow up as quickly as possible."

"In what way?"

"The Three Goddesses of Norn!"

Odin answered solemnly, his one eye gleaming,
“They are goddesses who control time and destiny. They must have a way to make Hela grow up as quickly as possible!”

"I disagree!"

Lorn flatly refused and tried to persuade Odin earnestly.
"You and I both know that the laws of the Nordic world are based on sacrifice. The more you want to gain, the more you will lose. And fate never gives gifts without a price!"

"So what? She was born to guard Asa's cause! What does it matter if she pays a small price? The situation is critical now, I can't care so much! No matter what the price is, I am willing to accept it, and I can only accept it!"

Odin shook his head in rebuttal, and looked seriously at his blood brother.
"Besides, Asa doesn't have much time left..."

"No! She is still a child. She has not even had a complete childhood. You are forcing her to pick up a sword and fight on the battlefield. Don't you think this is too cruel for her?"

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Luo also made his attitude clear, standing like a wall in front of the temple door.

"No matter what you say, I don't agree with you taking her away!"

"That's my daughter. I decide what to do and what to do!"

"Her fate should be decided by herself!"

The two people who were arguing with each other looked at each other, and their eyes created invisible sparks in the air.

"Boom!"

A sudden roar interrupted the confrontation between the two.

Lorne raised his eyes and looked outside the door following the sound.

I saw a blazing flame rising from the south of the atrium world, almost lighting up half of the sky.

A thousand-foot-tall fire giant stood between heaven and earth, letting out a deafening roar.

The heat waves of burning mountains and boiling seas rolled in, causing the temperature of the originally refreshing atrium world to rise sharply, as if falling into an endless hell of fire.

"It's Surtur, those fire giants from Muspelheim (the Fire Nation) are here again."

Lorne replied in a deep voice, his face full of gloom.

There are three branches of giants. The frost giants and mountain giants live in Jotunheim (the land of giants) to the north of the atrium, and the fire giants live in Muspelheim (the land of fire) to the south of the atrium.

Previously, he used gambling to successfully thwart the massive attack of Frost Giants and Mountain Giants, bringing a rare period of peace to Midgard and Asgard.

But before the frost giants and mountain giants in the north could calm down for long, the fire giants in the south started to make trouble again.

Even the fire giant king Surtur has come out in person. If we don't handle it carefully, the entire Midgard will be in disaster.

And right now, he is the only one who can stop the Fire Nation army.

But if he left, Hela...

Just as Loen was hesitating, a dull and desolate horn sounded from the sky, and a colorful band of light landed outside the Temple of Plenty.

Several fully armed Asgardian guards rushed to the door and reported to Odin:
"Your Majesty, the Vanir are attacking again! They have crossed the Golden Forest and are heading towards the border of Alfheim (Elf Kingdom)!"

Odin's face turned serious when he heard this.

The Golden Forest derived from the Two Sacred Trees divides the Elf Kingdom into two parts, and beyond this is the territory of the pro-Aesir Light Elves.

Judging from the combat effectiveness of those light elves and their constantly eroded fighting will, they are definitely no match for the Warner army.

Once the Elf Kingdom is completely destroyed, Asgard will completely lose its strategic buffer and be completely exposed to the power of the Warner army.

"Who is leading the army?"

"God King Njord, Light Lord Frigga, God of Plenty Frey, all the gods of the Vanir clan are out!"

After hearing the guards' report, Odin nodded and turned to look at Lorne:

"It seems that I have to go back to Asgard first. You just stay at home and guard the courtyard. We can talk about Hela later."

"it is good!"

Loen nodded in agreement, then quickly gathered people and prepared to lead the army to fight against the invasion of the fire giants.

Similarly, Odin also returned to Asgard via the Rainbow Bridge and began to deal with the provocation of the Vanir.

The war was in full swing. The two blood brothers, one in the south and one in the north, one up and one down, stayed at their respective posts and maintained a certain tacit understanding.

However, a few days later, a stream of light quietly descended from Asgard, the fairy palace, in front of the Temple of Plenty on the Heath Island.

The one-eyed old man, wearing a gray cloak and with two ravens perched on his shoulders, wandered outside for a while, and finally made up his mind and went forward and knocked on a hidden door.

Hela opened the door upon hearing the sound and looked at the old man in front of her in surprise:

"It's you?"

"What? You don't even want to call me father anymore?"

Odin asked back with a faint smile, reaching out to touch his daughter's head.

However, Hela still subconsciously took a few steps back, showing her instinctive resistance and vigilance:
"What are you doing here?"

Odin withdrew his hand disappointedly and answered casually:

"Take you home."

"Home? Isn't this my home?"

Hela was stunned, somewhat confused.
Odin wanted to correct him, but he was speechless for a moment.

After a moment of silence, he forced a gentle smile from his old face:

"As in the Asgard, your mother and I have always missed you and want you to go back and visit."

"Mother……"

Hela murmured, seeming to be a little moved, but soon she returned to her usual indifference and shook her head.

"The teacher hasn't come back yet. I have to wait for him."

"He is busy dealing with the Fire Giant King Surtur in the south and will not be back for the time being."

"The opponent is very strong?"

"Well, Surtur is older than most giants. The Mountain Giant King Shaki is no match for him. Moreover, the [Eternal Flame] in Muspelheim can give him infinite regenerative power. It's not easy to defeat this guy."

"Isn't that very dangerous, teacher?"

Hela’s face was tense, and her cold expression was replaced by anxiety and uneasiness.

Odin looked at his worried daughter, his one eye flickered for a moment, and then he asked in a deep voice:

"Do you want to help him?"

"miss you!"

Hela answered without hesitation, and looked at her biological father.
"Tell me, what to do?"

"The Asgard has the answers you need..."

"Okay, I'll go back with you!"

Before the sound faded away, Odin looked down at the little hand that had taken the initiative to rest on his hand for the first time in many years, and felt an inexplicable mixture of emotions.

"What are you standing there for? Why aren't you leaving?"

Hearing his daughter's urging, Odin came back to his senses, nodded, and took Hela into the light band hanging from the Rainbow Bridge.

(End of this chapter)