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Chapter 473: Shh, can we reconcile?
Night falls in Asgard.

The majestic golden palace was brightly lit, and the aroma of mead and food filled the air. The triumphant Asgardian warriors and the god-king Odin gathered in the palace, laughing, singing, and toasting together to celebrate this hard-earned victory.

Hundreds of years have passed since the war between the Vanir and the Aesir.

Due to its inherent deficiencies and lack of foundation, Asgard suffered defeat in the initial battles.

During this period, the nine kingdoms under the rule of Asgard were also in turmoil.

The frost giants and mountain giants of Jotunheim, and the fire giants of Muspelheim, invaded one after another; the dark elves of Alfheim repeatedly made trouble, and the light elves turned against them; even the dwarf clans of the Dwarf Kingdom began to pretend to obey but secretly disobey...

Faced with the wars breaking out and the Vanir's relentless pressure, they even thought that the Aesir would soon become history.

But in the end, they held on and welcomed the arrival of a miracle.

Their god king Odin cultivated a powerful being that could restrain the life divinity of the Vanir - the goddess of death Hela, who led the Asgardian army to regain momentum and recapture the lost territory step by step;

Their god of fire and trickery successively defeated the two giant kings of Jotunheim and Muspelheim, and firmly contained the powerful enemies of several kingdoms outside the atrium.

Now, the two armies are triumphantly winning battles one after another, and the situation has completely reversed.

It won't be long before they can completely retake Vanaheim, drive those foreigners out of this world, and restore the glory of the Aesir.

The soldiers clinked their glasses as they daydreamed, as if they had already seen the dawn of victory.

However, Odin couldn't help but frown when he looked at the two empty thrones under the throne.

At this moment, the Wannian Garden.

This is the most sacred and pure place in Asgard, because the world tree that supports the nine kingdoms grows here.

The Holy Spring of Urd flowing from the roots of the World Tree and the dewdrops condensed and dripping from the branches and leaves nourish the land here, giving birth to a sacred garden that will last forever.

As the first ranger of the World Tree, when Lorne was at leisure in Asgard, he would patrol the garden almost every day as a routine.

So, in a sense, this place is also his private territory.

The night is filled with moonlight, and stars are sprinkled in every corner of the garden, covering this quiet space with a layer of silver gauze. Fireflies begin to flicker among the grass, like elves holding lanterns, leading the secrets of the night. At this time, the garden seems to have entered another dream, quiet and profound, making people feel awe and full of yearning.

After a long separation, Lorne held the hand of his student Hela and strolled along the path they often walked. There was a gravel road under their feet, and on both sides were bushes neatly trimmed by the maids. Occasionally, they could see a few late-blooming flowers, which bloomed quietly in the night, exuding a faint fragrance, adding a bit of mystery and romance to everything.

Hela listened to her teacher talking about the interesting things that happened during her past life in Asgard, but she was inexplicably absent-minded. From time to time, she turned her eyes and quietly looked at the profile beside her.

The soft moonlight illuminates half of his handsome outline, and his three-dimensional facial features exude a calm and charming aura.

Like a poet, like a wise man, like a warrior, like a king...

"What are you thinking about?"

"without!"

Having been caught red-handed, Hela quickly shook her head to deny it. Then she looked around and pointed at a bunch of beautiful roses in full bloom in the garden as if she had found a life-saving straw and answered hastily,

“I’m looking at it, it’s beautiful!”

Looking at the somewhat embarrassed students, Luo En couldn't help but smile:
"You've grown up so big, but you still haven't learned how to lie."

Just as Hela was about to explain, Lorne raised his hand, picked off the bouquet of beautiful roses, and handed it to his student with a smile:

"If you like it, I'll give it to you."

Hela subconsciously took the cluster of flowers, and a warmth flowed through her heart that had been silent for many years.

It’s great that the teacher hasn’t changed at all over the years.

Seeing his student starting to lose focus again, Luo En stroked his grown head and chuckled as he reminded him:

"Don't just stare blankly. Remember to put it in a bottle and water it regularly with water from the Holy Spring of Urd. It will live for a long time."

Hela nodded, thinking about what kind of vase would be worthy of the gift from her teacher.

However, the next moment.

The rose in her hand quickly withered and rotted, its branches, leaves and petals falling off, and in the blink of an eye only a pool of gray-black residue was left in her palm.

Seeing this strange situation, Luo En's eyes fixed and he stretched out his hand forward:

"What's going on? Let me see!"

"Do not touch me!"

With a panicked cry, Hela subconsciously waved away Lorne's outstretched arm.

It seemed that she was too excited. The surging black death energy gushed out of her body uncontrollably, coming into contact with her skin and flesh, forming bursts of white smoke from burning sulfuric acid.

"Ah~~!"

Hila covered her face in pain, and like a wounded animal in a panic, she turned her head and plunged into the flowers, taking advantage of the cover of the plants and rushed into the depths of the shade.

But the boiling death energy from her body caused the flowers along the way to wither one after another, and it was impossible to conceal her whereabouts.

Soon, Loen followed the trail and found Hela, who was curled up with her hands on her chest, behind a bush with withered branches and leaves.

Hearing the footsteps behind her, Hela couldn't help but tremble, with a hint of panic and pleading in her voice:
"Teacher, don't come over here..."

Luo En did not stop, but instead sped up, hugged the student who wanted to escape from behind, lowered his head, and whispered softly:

"As long as I'm here, it'll be okay."

It seemed that the comfort took effect. Hela gradually stopped trembling, her breathing became steady, and the deathly aura that filled the surroundings was also taken back into her body.

But she still didn't want to turn around.

Lorne was a little worried, so he put his hands on Hela's shoulders and twisted the student's body domineeringly.

"No! It's so ugly..."

Hela hurriedly raised her sleeves, trying to use the leather on her body to cover her current appearance.

However, after the frantic run just now, the clothes on her body had already been riddled with holes due to the erosion of death and the scratching of flower branches, and could not provide effective shelter at all.

With the help of the bright moonlight, the appearance of the goddess of death at this moment was completely exposed to Loen's eyes.

Half of her skin was as crystal clear as jade, and her face was as cool and beautiful as before, showing her vitality. However, the other half of her cheek had lost its flesh and blood, revealing white bones, giving her a weird look of death.

Facing her most respected and beloved teacher in this manner, Hela's face turned pale and her body trembled uncontrollably:

“It’s ugly, isn’t it…”

“No, it’s unique.”

Loen raised his hand and gently held up the face that was half skeleton and half flesh, and spoke in a gentle voice. There was no trace of disgust in his eyes, only a familiar calmness and gentleness.

At this moment, as always.

"Teacher~!"

Hila felt a sudden lump in her throat and dived into the warm embrace, shaking her shoulders and sobbing, as if she wanted to vent all her grievances and fears.

Lorne said nothing, but just hugged Hela tightly in his arms and patted the student's back gently.

After a full quarter of an hour, he confirmed that Hila's emotions had stabilized, then he asked:

"Is it a sequelae of induced labor?"

"Um……"

Hela pursed her lips and nodded, recounting her experiences over the years.

At that time, due to the urgency of the war, her biological father Odin came to Heath Island, brought her back to Asgard, and used secret magic to give birth to her, hoping that she could grow up immediately and help the Aesir fight against the invasion of the Vanir.

The result was very successful. She possessed a powerful power of death and perfectly restrained the life divinity of the Vanir. The Said witchcraft that the Vanir were proud of was completely ineffective in her hands, and then they were defeated step by step.

But, everything has a price.

This powerful power of death is not something she can easily control.

While using this power, her own vitality and flesh will also be eroded by it, and she will gradually become this horrible half-human, half-skeleton appearance.

Gradually, as her power over death grew stronger, even contact with others became fatal.

Any life that comes into contact with her will wither, decay, and eventually die.

Whether it is plants, animals, humans, or gods...

For this reason, her biological father Odin ordered the dwarf craftsmen to make a special battle suit for her, and balance the power of life and death in her body through the runes engraved on it.

But tonight, in order to celebrate her reunion with her teacher in the best possible way, she couldn't help but take off the enclosed and cumbersome armor and put on more comfortable and gorgeous clothes.

I thought that after all these years of training, she would be able to control the power of death in her body.

However, the power within her was much stronger than she had expected, and it eventually caused her to lose control and expose herself in such an ugly manner in front of her teacher.

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After listening to this, Luo En looked at Hela now and sighed helplessly:

"Didn't we agree to wait for me to come back?"

"I want to help you..."

Hela pursed her lips, lowered her head and spoke her mind.
"It's a bad feeling to see you risking your life on the battlefield again and again, but I can't help you at all. So, I want to become stronger! As long as I can become strong enough to change the situation of the battle, I can share the pressure with you and save you from so much hardship.

I wanted to use my own strength to quickly deal with the Vanir tribe and personally lead the troops to the southern border to support you. As long as I can help you, this price is nothing. "

As she spoke, Hela looked up at Lorne, with a hint of embarrassment and loss in her eyes.

"But I didn't expect that you would quell the rebellion of Surtur and the Fire Giants so quickly without me having to do anything."

"No, you've been a great help."

Luo En shook his head and refuted, his expression serious.
"If you hadn't intervened, Odin would not have won the war with the Vanir, and would have been driven into the Aesir realm by the Vanir. Once the Rainbow Bridge changes hands, the Vanir can freely transport their troops to various countries. But if they join forces with the Fire Giants, I will be attacked from all sides, and it will not end well.

So, it was you who blocked the threat from behind for me and helped Asa survive this crisis.

You are amazing, you are worthy of being my most outstanding student!"

Hearing the teacher’s praise, Hela couldn’t believe it: “Really?”

"Of course! When have I ever lied to you?" Lorne assured solemnly and gently touched Hela's head.

“But now I… look so ugly…” Hela looked at the half of her body that had turned into a pile of bones, a trace of frustration and loss in her eyes.

Beauty is a woman's nature.

Especially in front of the people she respects and loves the most, she pays more attention to her image.

“It’s okay. I’ll help you.” Lorne smiled slightly, bit his index finger, used the divine blood as ink, and engraved runes around Hela.

The rich vitality was drawn out from the Eternal Garden and transformed into thousands of golden-green spots of light, pouring into Hela’s body.

The internal organs, flesh, and meridians gradually grew in that half of the bones.

But because the power of death in Hela's body is very strong, it will come out from time to time and slow down the recovery process.

"It might take some time. Let's get some sleep first."

Loen tapped Hela's forehead lightly, and the power of Dionysus [Intoxication] sent his student to sleep.

Hela fell into a deep sleep with a smile on her face amid the flowers. The golden-green light slowly regenerated her flesh and blood, restoring her to the appearance of a goddess.

After drawing the last rune, Loen stood up from the ground and the smile on his face faded.

Using the vitality of the Wannian Garden to make her bones grow flesh is only a temporary solution and not a fundamental solution.

Once Hela's power exceeds its own limits again, the power of death will still corrode the flesh and vitality in her body, turning her into that half-human, half-skeleton appearance again.

The best way is to let her find a way to master this power herself.

But before that, there is still a score to settle.

Luo En looked up at the brightly lit Golden Palace with a gloomy expression.

At the same time, Odin, who was standing in the corridor enjoying the breeze, felt an inexplicable chill. A kind of ominous premonition, like a thorn in his back, instantly sobered him up from the alcohol in his body.

"Alright, you guys continue drinking. I'm a little tired and need to go back and rest first."

Odin waved his hand, said goodbye to everyone at the party, then left the temple and walked towards his own bedroom.

For some reason, he always felt a little frightened along the way, as if a pair of eyes were staring at him in the darkness.

Finally, when he arrived at his destination and opened the door to his bedroom, Odin confirmed his perception.

Yes, there are people!
Odin stood in front of the door and took a deep breath, then looked up at the Vanir goddess in the bedroom with long golden hair and an elegant long dress:

"Frigga? How dare you come to Asgard!"

As he spoke, the Æsir God-King immediately summoned the Spear of Eternity, and stared coldly with his one eye at the uninvited guest who had sneaked into his bedroom.

"Don't be nervous, I have no ill intentions, I'm just here to negotiate."

Frigga spread her hands to indicate that she was unarmed, then looked at Odin outside the door and explained her purpose.

"How about we make peace?"

Odin sneered when he heard this:
"Reconciliation? Are you kidding me at this moment?"

"It will do no good for us to continue fighting."

"Are you scared? I thought you were going to wait until I took down Vanaheim before begging for mercy!"

"I have to admit that your daughter Hela has indeed caused us a lot of damage in Vanaheim. With her around, it is indeed difficult for us to defend Vanaheim."

Frigga answered calmly, then changed the subject.
"But don't think that the Asir will be the final winner just based on this. The Vanir Protoss originally came here wandering. We can occupy this land, or we can escape into the Sea of ​​Chaos at any time and continue our previous bitter journey. Before I leave, I will destroy everything so that you will get nothing."

Hearing this desperate statement, Odin's face froze.

Indeed, the Vanir, as outsiders, could run away, but the Aesir, as indigenous people, could not.

Seeing that Odin had calmed down a bit, Frigga suggested in a deep voice:
"Since fighting any further won't benefit anyone, why don't we talk?"

"What to talk about?"

Odin sneered, his face showing disdain.
"What qualifications do you Warner have to negotiate with this king now?"

"The light you want..."

Frigga spoke slowly, her eyes far-reaching and deep.
"The goddess of Warner is the most excellent mother. I can give birth to a powerful descendant of light for you and lead Asa to glory!"

The unexpected answer made Odin's pupils shrink suddenly, and a storm of shock arose in his mind.

According to the prophecy of the three goddesses of Norn, the divine cause of Asa will rise in flames, become powerful in thunder, and be eternal in light!
Could it be that this woman is the opportunity that Asa needs to find to achieve his glorious divine cause?

But, how does she know this?

"Don't think that you are the only one who can see the future clearly. I can also learn the revelation of fate through divination."

Frigga spoke proudly, then softened her tone and looked at Odin outside the door.
"So, can we talk now, Your Majesty?"

Odin pondered for a moment, his one eye flickering slightly, then he retracted the Spear of Eternity, stood up and walked into the bedroom.

(End of this chapter)