The "freezing air" of Asa's Divine Domain stopped, and it was just a response to Odin's desolate state of mind, and now that the desolate man had disappeared, this response naturally disappeared.

The vines of the outside world were wiped out under the joint efforts of the God Fighter and the Saint Seiya, and Dismask's corpse qi was like a special medicine for these plants, as long as they were sprayed, the vines would wither and wither in a few breaths. So life became the demon king who destroyed everything, and death became the hero who slayed the demon and eliminated the demon...... It's full of drama.

Almost half of the village was destroyed by vines, but fortunately there were no casualties, and by the time Yingluo and Shiluda appeared in the village, the villagers had already lit a fire in the middle of the village, celebrating with inferior wine and hard jerky!

For them, to fight valiantly in a battle and ultimately win is an incomparable glory.

If you feel happy, laugh and celebrate. As for whether the banquet was held in ruins or in a palatial palace, it was not so important at all.

Although Xiluda is the owner of Asgard, she does not have special treatment, the same is a glass of bad wine and a piece of jerky. In fact, it's not just her, everyone is the same, even Saint Seiya and Yingluo have shared the same thing.

Yingluo said with some surprise: "I didn't expect even us to have it, I thought we would be kicked out by the angry villagers." ”

Hiluda wondered, "Why do you think that? Maybe you did deceive them before, but at least you fought with us just now, and in that case, isn't it normal to invite you to a drink after the war?"

"That's ...... Grievances?"

The same can be said. Shiluda nodded: "But the main thing is that we can't beat you, in that case, why not take advantage of the reason to fight together to become friends with you?" Of course, if we are strong and you are weak, that's another matter......

The corners of Yingluo's mouth twitched, this Nima is completely rudder when he sees the wind, what about the heroism and uprightness that he said?

finally held back his complaints, Yingluo said with a dry smile: "No matter what, you people are really optimistic that you can hold a banquet on the ruins." ”

Hiluda laughed: "Because the people who are not optimistic will either run away or die, and the rest are naturally those who know how to make fun of suffering." ”

"To be honest, I like the atmosphere. Yingluo took a sip of wine and said, "And it's very fair, everyone gets the same thing, is this your tradition? I mean to share the spoils, or everyone is equal or something......

"Why do you think that?" said Hiluda curiously, "It's just that the uneven distribution will make these bastards fight, so I simply ordered that everyone should be rationed the same at every banquet, even me." ”

"Ahem...... "Ahem" Ying choked on a sip of wine, almost missing Odin's footsteps. I thought it was noble collectivism, but I was just afraid that the uneven distribution of spoils would cause infighting? What a den of robbers!

Hiluda snorted, raised her head and drank the wine in her glass, and said with a long breath: "Things are sometimes very simple, but they are just artificially complicated. ”

Yingluo also drank all the wine, smashed it and said, "I agree with this." But can I say that this wine is not enough to stuff my teeth, is there any way to have another glass?"

"It's easy!" Hiluda stood up and cried out, "Where's Freya?"

So the little Lori with the golden retriever squeezed over from the crowd, grilled meat with a wine glass in one hand and a barbecue in the other, and wrote happily on her little face: "Sister, you called me?"

Xiluda nodded, honestly and unceremoniously snatched the wine glass from her own sister's hand, and said righteously: "This glass of wine belongs to me, you can step down!"

"You're stealing my wine again, I'm ...... I'll fight you!" Freya jumped to her feet angrily, her eyes were red, and she rushed towards Heroda. But before he had run a few steps, he was slapped on the head by Heroda, made a thud, and spread it to the ground with a snap.

"You've failed your challenge again, accept your fate!" Heroda declared victory, and Freya slowly rose from the ground and limped away, her back full of gloom and loneliness.

"Well, I'll give you wine. Hiluda turned and handed over his loot to Yingluo.

Yingluo took it and said with a smile: "Are you robbing?"

Shiluda nodded: "Count." ”

"Don't you think it's bullying the weak?"

Shiluda handed over a strange look: "Don't bully the weak, do I want to bully the strong? I really don't know who bullies whom, I'm not stupid!"

"Uh......" Yingluo said that what you said made sense, and I was speechless.

Hiluda looked up at the sky: "It may seem barbaric to you, but this is how we have lived for thousands of years, and our starting point may be more practical than the righteousness of right and wrong, good and evil. For someone like you, who came from the Holy Land, it might be difficult to accept such a thing. ”

"As I said, my relationship with the Sanctuary can only be regarded as an employment relationship, so that we can gather and disperse. Yingluo smiled, poured half of his wine into Hilda's cup, and then touched it gently: "Life is life, and since it is like this, there is a reason to exist." Thanks to you, I've figured out something, and since it's a banquet tonight, I can't waste this wine! Come, have a drink with me. ”

Hiluda shrugged: "I don't understand what you've figured out. But if you drink, I'll accompany you, but it's a pity that we have some bad wine here, and the taste is really not good. ”

Yingluo stuck out his tongue: "It's really not delicious, my throat is like being cut by a knife, and there is a sour taste." ”

Heluda said unhappily: "Then you still drink?"

Yingluo smiled: "Wine is a strange thing, most of the time it is just a bad water. But when you willingly pour this unpleasant liquid into your stomach, it will turn into wine. ”

Hiluda raised an eyebrow: "Why would I willingly pour these unpalatable liquids into my stomach?"

"There are many reasons!" Yingluo said, "such as the beautiful scenery, and the feeling of being happy or depressed...... Of course, the most important thing is to have a friend who is willing to drink this unpleasant liquid with you, and who has been urging you to drink less. ”

"Shouldn't you drink more?"

"No, it's only drinking friends who let you drink more, and only those who persuade you to drink less are friends. Yingluo said, "What do you want to say now?"

Hiluda said helplessly: "I don't have a choice, do I? drink less...... Our Nordic Asgard family has a thin background, but we can't bear your bottomless stomach!"

Yingluo raised his eyebrows and said dissatisfiedly: "Hey, there are too many words in the back!"

Hiluda blinked, "Yes? I think the next words are the most important!"

The two looked at each other for a moment, and at the same time the corners of their mouths curled, and the wine glasses collided together, making a crisp sound.

"Cheers!" "Cheers!"

The banquet continued, and although there were few supplies and not many things, everyone was happy.

It can be seen that happiness has nothing to do with material quantity.

You are happy only because you want to be happy, and you are not happy simply because you don't want to be happy.

The next day, Heroda announced that Odin had been completely "gone", so the group made a decision after grief.

They were going to have a feast for three more days to celebrate the ascension of Odin, and it would be held every year after that, as if it were a celebration!

These overly optimistic guys think that since it is irreparable, they should at least make the god Odin happy, and if they want to be happy, then they will naturally hold a banquet.

So, following the banquet on the ruins, these guys held a banquet on the mourning hall, but in the end it was to see off Odin, so it was different from the general banquet, they made poems to praise Odin's great achievements in the past, and everyone took the recitation seriously It was indeed full of religious heaviness, but after drinking, these guys were revealed one by one, and the whole scene was like a group of demons dancing wildly, the hymn was read as RAP, and finally it was dancing and singing joy, and people who didn't know thought they were happy, but in fact it was just a textbook-like perfect grave jump。

"Is this really good?" Miró and Dees looked embarrassed, "The gods they worship are dead." ”

"Nothing bad. Yingluo said with a smile: "Compared with Newton, who died and left a bunch of test centers, I think Qu Yuan, who died and left a three-day vacation, is more respectable." ”

(It's been a long time since it's been bubbling, bubble it!)