You and me under the world tree

At the same time, her sharp gaze passed through the crowd and saw the scene of Simfi Otley fighting.

At this moment, before the soldier had time to retract his sword, his sword was still pressed against the shield of another heroic warrior. This kind of suppression really showed his demeanor.

However, the leader of the Valkyrie who arrived couldn't help frowning.

In the end, in this suffocating atmosphere, it was the Valkyrie who stayed here that broke the silent atmosphere.

"Master Slude!"

They called out Slude's name, and the joyful voice seemed to have found a backbone.

They are generally from mortal families, and naturally have awe and longing for the gods.

To them, Slude just nodded slowly.

"Ah."

Then, she strode towards the soldiers.

"What are you doing! Can you go out and fight if you want to fight?"

Chapter 8: Loki

Although these heroic warriors are usually useless at all, because not many people will be free to break this rule.

However, the heroic warriors are indeed not lawless in Valhalla.

It is true that they are free and unrestrained, drinking, eating and fighting every day, but this has to be divided into places.

And among the seemingly loose rules of Valhalla, there is this one: fighting is prohibited in the place of the banquet.

The reason why this point is rarely mentioned is because of this customary rule in Midgard.

Not to mention whether it was passed down by the gods or not, in the various kingdoms of human beings, fighting at a banquet is an act of face-slapping.

This means not giving face to the organizer of the banquet, or even stepping on it severely.

Whether it is humans or the Asa Protoss, they all believe that any enmity must be resolved outside.

As a result, this kind of thing happened now?

Then, Slude's gaze swept across the entire hall.

Except for some of the Valkyries stationed here, there is no speaker (god) at all.

Usually there may be Helgi, who is trusted by the gods, in charge here, but he is not here.

At this moment, the beautiful eyes of the Storm Goddess could not help but narrow her eyes.

'crack'

Perhaps it was because emotions were surging, or perhaps it was to intimidate these human-derived heroic warriors.

At this moment, the Valkyrie's beautiful hair began to flicker with electric arcs.

A hurricane visible to the naked eye also appeared on the wide white wings.

In an instant, she is the central figure.

Heroic warriors who were preparing for a fight or simply watching a show were affected.

When the wind blew, a man like Harald would even have to stick a knife into the roast to keep it from being blown away.

Unfortunately, because the thin roasted meat he cut off with one knife after another was too thin, they didn't have the weight of a whole piece of meat, so the hurricane blew it to the ground.

"I originally planned to use it for dipping sauce." Regarding this, the King of War Tooth, who has always been irrelevant to himself, couldn't help complaining.

This voice was so prominent in the already completely quiet banquet hall that even Slude himself couldn't help but glance at it.

But Harald himself didn't care.

After the little storm calmed down, he began to slowly cut the roast meat of the god pig with his own knife.

'Kaz'

The crispy skin made a crisp sound when cut and touched by the knife, and with Harald's movements, the fragrant gravy also flowed onto the plate.

In the end, Slude didn't care about the King of Wartooth who was cutting meat alone, she just turned her attention to those fighters who obviously violated the rules.

"You are all excellent fighters who have been carefully selected and stood out in your respective eras. Among them, there are even some warriors who are personally welcomed by the gods and have been favored during their experience in the world. I think you should also understand the rules here."

But under Slude's cold, warning gaze, Simfi Otley still had that playful smile on his face.

"Actually, we're just doing a little after-dinner exercise," he began.

At the same time, he didn't care about the heroic warrior who couldn't get up with a single strike of his sword, and just put away his sword in a face-saving manner.

After all, there is no point in continuing to fight.

But his so-called saving face is limited to the act of putting away his weapons. In terms of words, this is simply playing a rogue.

But until the end, Slude didn't care about anything with him.

After all, there have been no 'casualties' here.

If there are real casualties, according to the ancient custom, it is really stepping on someone else's face and hitting them.

"Let me repeat again, Valhalla has a dedicated training ground and arena. If you want to vent your energy that has no place to vent, then go there."

Unlike those ordinary Valkyries who have no right to speak in front of the heroic warriors, Slude is a god, and every word she says carries weight.

And absolutely no one would dare to violate it.

"Yes, yes, you are right."

At this moment, Simfi Otley showed no integrity, and he directly followed Slude's words.

Then, he was the first to walk towards the gate that was enough for more than 800 heroic warriors to walk side by side.

"Exactly, I think I still have some strength, so I'll go to the arena first."

He walked out the door carelessly, and just as he was passing by his seat, he reached out and touched his armor covering the back of the chair.

The next moment, after the runes on the armor shone, he quickly put on the same 'Heroic Spirit Battle Armor' as others.

"Those who wanted to fight me before can come out now." Standing at the gate, Simfi Otley sneered.

In the resplendent palace, his mocking smile was extremely conspicuous.

At the same time, under Slude's gaze, the soldiers who subconsciously pulled out their weapons before suddenly felt a dilemma.

Because Slude had seen the way they drew their weapons, if they flinched now, they might be considered extremely cowardly.

This is intolerable to them.

But at the same time, the fighter who directly received Simfi Otley's blow was on the side.

Although he returned to his seat at this moment, his arm was already swollen.

Finally, these fighters walked towards their seats in unison.

These people didn't just sit down, but imitated Simfi Otley's actions, and quickly put on their own armor through the magic engraved on the armor and the seat.

Then go outside.

Compared with 'death' or 'defeat' or something, it is unacceptable for them to shrink back here and make a bad impression on gods, especially goddesses.

Maybe it's the vanity of men, maybe it's because they still want to win the favor of the goddess.

But no matter what, they thought they had no way out.

And when they walked out with their weapons on their shoulders, the Storm Goddess didn't look at them at all.

Slude just walked towards the depths of Valhalla without looking back.

She never said the reason why she left her Storm Palace and came to the Hall of Valor from the beginning to the end, but no one stopped her on the way.

Even, because they found the backbone, some of the Valkyries standing around have spontaneously gone out to serve as duel referees, but most of them have followed the pace of their leaders.

The Valkyries walked towards the center of the Valhalla hall in a mighty manner.

"Okay, you guys just stay outside."

Then, Slud walked alone into the central area full of statues of Valkyries and Heroic Spirits.

In the prison shrouded in magic, a man was sitting leisurely on the floor, and next to him were knives, empty baskets and lunch boxes.

After seeing this scene, Slude couldn't help frowning.

Chapter 9: Fraud and Justice

In fact, Slude had already prepared for the worst when he rushed over.

For example, Loki has successfully escaped from prison.

After all, the timing is really bad now.

The enthusiasm of the heroic warriors to return to the mortal world is somewhat beyond imagination, and the incompetent king of the mortal world has too many demands on the heroic warriors.

So all of a sudden, at the moment when the magic of the "Heroic Spirits Come into the World" came into play, the Hall of Heroes, which was originally garrisoned by 800 people, was almost empty.

And more importantly, it has been particularly sensitive recently.

The king of the gods seems to have something to do all the time, so he hasn't come to the Hall of Valor for a long time. It's true that Tyr, the god of war, used to live in Valhalla, but since the wolf that can destroy the gods and the world was imprisoned, he voluntarily Take on the duties of a 'jailer'.

At least as far as Slude himself could remember, Tyr had seldom seen in Valhalla, and had always lived on the island of Lyngvi in ​​God's Domain.

Langwil is a place that even the gods don't want to go, because the tyrannical wolf Fenrir is imprisoned there.

Even, God of War Tyr will only show up on some very important occasions.

In Slude's memory, the last time he showed up was when Helgi and Simfi Otley came to the Hall of Valor together.

At that time, the one-armed God of War didn't answer anything, but just sat in the corner drinking wine.

As for the others...

Thor, God of Thunder, was in a coma for five months for some reason, and Baldr, the god of light, was simply banned by the king of God, and could only move in his palace of light.

A few regular visitors of the Hall of Heroes placed this Hall of Heroes, and for five months, there were no gods stationed here.

If Loki wanted to escape, this time was indeed the best time.

Because during this period of time, there are not many 'jailors' left in the huge Hall of Valor.

However, Slude's thoughts didn't last long.

When she stepped into Valhalla and saw the heroes gathered in the hall, she knew that Loki could not escape.

Maybe Loki will hide somewhere in Valhalla, maybe he will try his best to hide himself.

Although when flying to Valhalla, Slude also subconsciously thought about an extremely important question: how did his mother know that Loki was going to escape from prison?

Because of being too impatient to go out, Slude didn't even have time to ask his mother this question.

But now, there should be no need to ask all the questions, because Loki is still there.

However, after all, Loki has the title of "God of Tricks", and he can always show his talents in unexpected places.

Therefore, even after seeing the man in the black robe, Slude still did not let go of his vigilance.

Her eyes scanned the situation inside the empty prison.

Nothing, no power, no trace of magic.

And Rocky himself was sitting there.

After all, Slude's movement was not small, and the 'click-click' sound made by the god's iron boots on the ground was particularly ear-piercing in this already extremely empty and silent hall.

Well, at least it was harsh in Loki's ears.

Although the Thunder Valkyrie who was the person involved didn't think so, but at this moment, the God of Wildfire reached out and licked his ears.

"It's quite loud."

Before Slude spoke, Loki spoke directly.

Then, his signature smile hung on his face.

Light and sinister.

Although it is a bit flattering, there is a sense of irony when you taste it carefully.

This is Loki, the god of wildfire in Asgard and the frost giant.