The two lived in Asgard for a week.

On this day, the female warrior of the Asgard Palace, Sif came to visit the two of them, and she asked how they were living recently.

Ivan said it was good.

Sif smiled, he had long black hair, which was similar to Jessica's, but her facial features were not delicate enough, and she was a little tough, giving her the feeling of a woman.

"Can you both stand it?"

"Well, it's okay." Ivan responds to Sif asking.

"It's interesting." Jessica said.

"I really envy you, I really can't read it, it hurts to think about the content in it!"

Sif sincerely admired, she had to choose the line of warriors in the first place, magic was too difficult, she didn't understand it at all, and those contents were extremely boring in her eyes.

If you can understand it, it won't be boring, and it's because you can't understand it that it's boring.

She insisted on reading for a month, but she didn't even know a little about it, and finally she understood that the twisted melon was not sweet, so she gave up the spell.

Jessica is not Sif, and she can't understand Sif's difficulties, so she says to Sif: "Actually, if you read it carefully, you will find that you can gain a lot of happiness by studying and understanding one thing~"

Sif nodded, she moved a chair and sat next to Jessica, and watched Jessica read, Jessica was looked at like this, but she couldn't read anymore.

"Are you actually interested in magic?" Jessica asked on a topic.

Sif nodded: "Well, many people are interested in spells, but none of them have that condition, especially us Asgard people, most of us are only suitable for being a warrior, compared to the elves on the side of Alfheim, they are very good at spells." ”

"What is Alfheim?" Jessica asked curiously.

"Nine realms, one of them, where the elves live."

Hearing this, Ivan became interested, he put down the book in his hand, sat upright and asked: "Is the elf the kind of elf with pointed ears, tall body, very beautiful... Also good at archery? ”

"Almost... But they're not tall, how do you know? Sif asked curiously.

- Could it be that this earthling has been to the country of elves a long time ago?

"Ahem, this is actually... It came from a vague impression in my heart. Ivan replied truthfully.

In his concept, elves are like this, they like forests, they like flowers, and they are related to nature.

"Oh, I see, you Mead... No, you earthlings have some fabricated works, and there is a species of fabricated elves, right? ”

Sif wanted to talk about Midgard, but she learned from Thor that the earthlings didn't know what Midgard was at all, and that it was all Asgard's unilateral name for Earth.

Out of respect, she used the name Earth anyway.

"Yes." Ivan nodded, "I sometimes draw elves, and I draw them according to the image in my head. ”

"Do you know how to draw?" Sif asked with a smile.

"That's right, anyone who is very good at drawing~" Jessica held out two fingers and gestured.

"That's it, I think people who can draw have great brains." Sif gave a thumbs up, "So learning magic is quick." ”

"Actually, drawing has to do with imagination, and I may have an advantage in this area." Ivan explained with a smile.

The three of them chatted without a word, and through chatting Ivan had a certain understanding of the elven country, and Sif told him that the most famous thing in the elven country was the elven sacred tree.

It is said that the elves can make a wish to the sacred tree, and they can make a wish every ten years that it is not excessive, and this wish must be pure, without killing, and simple to achieve, after which the sacred tree will wither.

Chatting about elf anecdotes, it was soon afternoon.

Thor's friend, a young male warrior who was one of the four, arrived at the Book Hall.

His name is Vandal, and he hangs a romantic smile all day long, making a sword, a rare optimist in Asgard.

"Hey, you're here." Vandal greeted the three of them as soon as he came up, and his voice and laughter were very comfortable to listen to.

"Vandal, why are you here?" Sif asked expressionlessly, his voice faintly cold.

"If you can come, can't I come?" Vandal laughed, "I'm a perfect man, after all!" ”

His smile is charming, and he knows it, so he laughs at everyone, thinking that his laughter warms everything, and... Capture the hearts of all girls.

"You don't usually come to the Book Hall." Sif raised an eyebrow.

"You've seen it! I do have something to do~"

Vandal said this, turning his smile to Jessica and Ivan.

"Both, the king wants to see you."

Ivan knew that the king was referring to Odin, the king of the gods, and it seemed that he had awakened from Odin's sleep.

Ivan's nod sooner or later.

"Okay."

"Please, I'll lead the way." Vandal smiled.

...

Ivan thought that Vandal would take him to the main hall of the Golden Palace to meet Odin more formally, but he didn't expect that the place he came to was still Odin's sleeping room.

When Vandal brought it, he smiled and motioned for the two to go in and left alone.

Sleep room.

At this moment, Odin was not wearing his armor, but a brown cloth robe, his hair and beard were gray, and his right eye was covered with a black blindfold.

He saw Ivan and Jessica coming, and nodded.

"Sit down, boys." His voice was a little tired.

Ivan sat down, and he motioned for Jessica to sit down as well.

"Are you still used to living here?"

"It's not bad, it's fresh." Ivan smiled.

"I know you're protecting the Rainbow Bridge, kid, you're strong and you're doing a good job."

"Thank you."

"A few years ago, Loki told me about you, kid..."

Odin chatted kindly with Ivan and Jessica, and asked Ivan where his abilities came from, to which Ivan replied that he didn't know.

In the process of chatting, Ivan always felt that there was a force constantly invading him, this force was very soft, and he wanted to touch himself wave after wave, but he was coldly rejected by his unconscious use of psionic energy...

In the end, the force became more and more brutal, with the potential of waves hitting the shore, and Ivan's side also took the initiative to increase the strength of the psionic energy, and that force was never able to cross the border and touch Ivan.

This all happened in secret, and on the surface, Odin was still communicating with the two of them amicably.

The source of that power is, of course, Odin.

In fact, Odin didn't want to do anything, he just wanted to bless Ivan with his own power at first, but the blessing energy was invisibly blocked by the energy generated by Ivan's side.

Shocked in his heart, he secretly increased his destructive power in an attempt to break through Ivan's invisible barrier, but was stopped by greater energy.

It was a secret contest, and after repeated attempts, Odin felt physically and mentally exhausted.

He was too old to use magic violently.

The conversation finally ended, and Odin watched as the two left the hibernation room.

After the two left, he took a deep breath and muttered.

"What kind of power is that? Maybe after I die... There is hope to compete with her. ”