The Recorder in the History of the Type Month

Freya said anxiously: "Everyone commissioned the dwarf to forge a magic chain called Gleipnir.

Gathering at Fenrir's right now, trying to put him on! "

At the end of the sentence, except for Frigga who remembered this, the expressions of Kevin and his party all changed.

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Helheim.

Underworld, in Hela's palace.

Baldr, the god of light, and Hela, the goddess of death, sit face to face in the temple.

The servants of Hela served Balder, and Hela had specially prepared tea for Balder.

The bright sunlight shines on Hela and Badr through the floor-to-ceiling windows on the side.

"How is it?" After Baldr squeezed the tea lightly, Hela, who was wearing a pure black dress with an elegant and noble temperament, put down the cup in her hand and said plainly: "This taste is the same as the one you had in Asgard, it should be Same."

"Yeah." Badr put it down, nodded and smiled at Hela and said, "It's true, it looks like you've put a lot of thought into it."

"Of course, you are my most honored guest..."

"Just a guest?" Badr raised his brows, looked at Hela who looked a little cold in front of him, but didn't accept that at all, and said, "We... aren't we friends?"

Hela looked at Baldr who was smiling and looking at her, and was silent for a while.

Badr once mentioned that she knew Hela from a very young age.

At that time they were still talking and playing together, they were very good friends, and in fact they were.

Fenrir, Jormungandr, and Hela were actually taken into Asgard by the gods when they were very young.

They lived together in Asgard for a period of time, and Baldr and Hela met at that time, and their relationship has always been very good.

It's just that with the passage of time, the ever-growing Yermungandr was thrown into the bottomless deep sea, while Hela, who had the power of death, was pushed out to the underworld by the feared gods.

In Asgard, only Fenrir remained in the end.

"I didn't expect." Hela shook her head lightly, "You can still hear the word friend in your mouth..."

"Of course, I have always regarded you as a friend."

"Even if I killed you?" Hela looked at Baldr and narrowed her eyes: "Even... I want to destroy Asgard?"

"...Hela, why do you have to be so wicked." Bader sighed softly.

"I'm just clarifying what I said." Hela said, picking up the cup in front of her.

"What if I say that even so... I still don't blame you?"

Hela paused slightly with the hand holding the cup.

Looking up at Badr, who was smiling sincerely, with flawless blue eyes and almost no impurities, Hela couldn't help being silent.

"Hella, how many years ago do you think I knew about this?" Baldr looked at her and said softly, "It's been hundreds of years...I've already made the mental preparations. Yes, and... I am the God of Light."

Yes, Baldr is the god of light, always loved by all things, and the god of light who is always in love with all things.

She will resist fate, feel sad, and feel pain, but she will never blindly blame others.

Hearing this, Hela couldn't help raising her head subconsciously, and turned to the world outside the French window.

I saw that with the arrival of Baldr, even in this Helheim, the eternally cold and dark underworld, the sun still shone down from the sky, illuminating this place.

Shining on Baldr, the god of light.

Badr followed Hela's line of sight, raised his head, and raised the corner of his mouth: "How is it?"

"What is it."

"I still regard you as a friend, how about you?"

Hela didn't answer, she looked away and drank water.

Seeing this, Baldr frowned, stood up simply, moved to Hela's side, hugged her shoulders, and leaned against her.

"You're too casual." Hela didn't push her away, and there was a slight fluctuation in her cold words, a little helpless.

"I have always been like this." Although there is nothing to be proud of, Badr still replied proudly.

"But..." Bader frowned slightly as he spoke, stretched out his hands to pinch Hela's face, changed his face in seconds, and said angrily, "Why are you making things difficult for my sister!"

"It's not embarrassing her." Hela said, pressed Baldr's hand down, and explained: "In the whole of Asgard, she is the only one who is cursed and blind.

And because she is the God of Darkness, Mistedtin is in her hands and will not be noticed by the rest of the gods. "

"Even so, she is still my younger sister." Badr said angrily, "Now she may be so sad!"

Seeing this, Hela couldn't help but said, "Then you still don't care."

"Who said it doesn't matter." Bader replied: "It's just that I'm not that worried. After all, I know that there is a troublemaker, and Hodel will definitely not be sad."

As he said that, a smile appeared on Badr's face again, and he showed off to Hela proudly: "Hella, don't you know? Recently, I found a younger brother from Irene Continent. He is A rascal..."

"Oh, you mean Kevin, right?"