After a gang of pot-bellied men from Asgard had eaten and drunk enough at the Ghost Base, they were sent to New York by Merlin on a transport plane.

These guys, dressed like medieval soldiers, looked no different from the earthlings after taking off their armor, except for the dwarven commander's short barrel-like stature that would make people subconsciously pay attention, and the rest of the people would quickly disappear even if they were walking down the street.

Luckily, they all have eyes and have normal vision.

So they don't need to be sent to Alien Jack. Gibbs there to experience another bad memory recovery and they are perfectly usable. The normal type of memory recovery device stored in the B HQ to restore everything in the mind.

However, Agent Z of the chicken thief did not immediately arrange for this special group of aliens to undergo memory recovery, instead, in the name of physical testing, he fooled the group of dazed guys to conduct a series of physical examinations, including blood draws, exercise tests, and cognitive function tests.

This is equivalent to invisibly collecting Asgardian ethnic information. This is a rare opportunity for an agency like B that specializes in extraterrestrial affairs.

The fact that this dwarf, with less than ten soldiers, was able to draw with the Kree agents with the sentry robots was a testament to the Asgardians' toughness.

They are also a civilization that can crush the earthlings in strength and physical fitness.

"Are the test results out?"

Merlin stood on the second floor of the memory recovery room, watching the noisy Asgardians line up into the steel canisters, and said to Agent Z beside him:

"How's this group of aliens?"

"It's amazing."

Agent Z beside Merlin was holding a few pieces of paper in his hand, and while looking at the contents of the paper, he said to Merlin:

"The weakest of them, the one who claims to be a medic, can reach 1,000 pounds in sheer strength, and the dwarf is even more exaggerated, and the boxing-style strength detector in the base was almost hammered by him... He can dismantle a truck with his bare hands, and if he has a weapon, it is not a problem to wreck a yacht in a minute. ”

"Their bones are several times denser than those of humans, which makes their bodies much more impactful than humans, their body weight is much heavier than that of humans, and their skin tissue is stronger, and ordinary needles can't pierce their blood vessels."

"There's a power in these guys that we've never seen before, and it's hard for me to describe to you how it exists."

Agent Z handed Merlin a piece of paper, and he said:

"It's like it doesn't exist, but when we collect blood from these fighters, when they feel pain, the same form of power comes along."

"I know this."

Merlin looked at the strange curve of energy on the paper, and he said to Agent Z:

"I've met a person who looks like them before, and he told me that the energy used by ordinary Asgardian warriors is called 'rage', you can understand it as an existential power that is stimulated from the spiritual level and shows its power at the physical level, it will make an Asgardian warrior's aggression increase, and the strength and speed of the attack will increase with the increase of anger, in short, the more seriously they are injured, the more dangerous they are."

Merlin looked at the noisy alien warriors below, and said:

"Looks like this is a bunch of Asgardian berserkers... The elite of the Asgardians. ”

"Berserker?"

Agent Z touched his beard, and he said to Merlin:

"The kind of wild legend that existed in medieval northern Europe?"

"Yes."

Merlin nodded, and he said:

"The berserker inheritance on the earth is inherited from Asgard, but unfortunately, the talent of the earthlings is not as good as that of the Asgardians, and only the most powerful ones on the earthlings can become berserkers, such as Beowulf, such as Kratos and so on."

"If I'm not mistaken..."

Agent Z said:

"Those are legendary characters."

"Legends, often from reality, Agent Z."

Merlin whispered:

"People in our line of work always have to learn to look at seemingly nonsensical legends from another angle... Well, they're about to finish their memory, and it looks like we're going to have to pause our small talk. ”

"Well, you go get busy, Agent Merlin."

Agent Z shrugged his shoulders and said:

"I'm going to build a civilization archive for these Asgardians, and I'm going to have a busy few days, oh yes, I'm going to have to buy a copy of Norse Mythology to read."

"Don't buy those that have been modified by later generations, go find an original rubbing."

Merlin reminded Agent Z:

"90% of the content of Norse mythology that modern people see is made up from generation to generation, and only in the fragmented sentences of the original version can some truths related to the Asgardians be found... If you can't find it, you can wait for me for a few days, and when I'm free, I'll go to the wizards' library and help you print a complete, original copy of the true. Norse Mythology. ”

"Oh, that's going to bother you."

Agent Z said happily:

"It's great to have you here, Agent Merlin, you've really helped us a lot."

"It's nothing."

Merlin Says:

"Help each other. Of course, it would be great if you could find a way to deliver a letter for me. ”

"Send a letter?"

Agent Z looked at Merlin suspiciously, and said:

"S.H.I.E.L.D. should have postal channels all over the world, right?"

"It's a little farther away from where this letter is going."

Merlin said with some regret:

"In the South Galaxy..."

"To end a relationship, there has to be an official announcement, after all, I don't want to be a scumbag."

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"Yo, Merlin, the warrior of Midgard."

As Merlin walked down the stairs, the dwarven commander, who had regained his memory, was sitting on a chair, pounding his head and contemplating as he greeted Merlin.

The way he speaks is peculiar, and the arrangement and use of grammar is somewhat similar to medieval grammar, which is a little awkward, but still understandable.

"Hello, Asgardians."

Merlin, with two Cokes in his hand, looked at the berserkers who had quieted down around him, and he sat down next to the dwarf and handed him a glass of Coke on the rocks.

The dwarf, who had a big beard and a beard braided in two braids on his chest, took the drink, not wondering if there was anything added to it, but he threw up his head and drank the coke with the ice cubes in a heroic manner.

He pursed his lips, as if savoring the pleasant taste, and then looked at the quilt in Merlin's hand.

Merlin noticed the look, and he handed the dwarf the coke in his hand, who took it with a smile, and said to Merlin as he drank it:

"Midgard's drink is quite peculiar, and I have to say, the world is completely different from what my father told me... You are not as backward as we thought, and you have developed a civilization that is very different from ours. ”

"Your father?"

Merlin asked curiously:

"Has he been to Earth too?"

"Yes."

The dwarf nodded, and he said:

"More than 1,000 years ago, when the Rainbow Bridge was still connecting the Nine Kingdoms, my father and my mother used to travel to Midgard, and they had a castle on the Norwegian side, and every time they came on vacation, they were regarded as gods by the locals. They like that feeling, and occasionally help the locals with some ailments, and they are pharmacists, the best pharmacists in Vat-Alheim. ”

"And then?"

Merlin asked softly:

"Why didn't they come?"

"Because the Rainbow Bridge is closed."

When the dwarf finished his coke, he let out a hearty moan, and said:

"After a kingdom rebellion ended, Odin closed the rainbow bridge connection between Asgard and Midgard, probably because that rebellion also had a great impact on Asgard, several elite legions were wiped out, and even the Valkyrie Guard was destroyed, which was a terrible disaster."

"Oh, that's right."

Merlin stretched out his hand, snapped his fingers, and a moment later, Dobby, the little leprechaun, appeared next to Merlin, placed a few bottles of Coke on the table in front of the dwarf's eyes, looked at the dwarf curiously, and then disappeared into thin air.

"Yo! Does Midgard still have a gnome who can unleash magic? ”

The dwarf's eyes widened, and he said to Merlin:

"I did hear that after the Rainbow Bridge was closed, a group of gnomes stayed here, and now it seems that they are still multiplying? And can you use magic? It's amazing. ”

"Here, we're calling them house-goblins, and their stories are complicated."

Merlin twisted open a bottle of Coke and handed it to the dwarf, who coughed lightly and said:

"Okay, we've talked enough in the past, let's talk about the present."

He looked at the dwarf and said:

"Asgardians, what are you doing on Earth? Also, you haven't told me your name yet. ”

"Oh, oh, that's rude."

The dwarf thumped his head vigorously, and a smile of embarrassment appeared on his rock-like face, and he pointed to his head, and said to Merlin:

"My memory has just returned, my mind is a little confused, don't mind. My name is Vostagg, and I am a general of the Asgardian Legion, and I have come to Midgard with my guards on the orders of Odin, to help you expel the malicious invaders... The Kree, they don't have a good reputation in the galaxy. ”

"Uh... Why? ”

Merlin asked:

"As an earthling, I'm grateful for the Asgardian warriors' assistance, but the question is, why are you helping us? You don't have to do that, and your god, Odin, how did he know that the Kree were coming to Earth? ”

"Is there anything strange about that?"

The dwarf Vorsteg looked at Merlin with a puzzled expression, and he said in a tone of course:

"Isn't it normal for a weak vassal state to be invaded, as a suzerain, to send troops to help?"

"Although Midgard and Asgard have been isolated for thousands of years, the subordination between the two kingdoms has not changed legally, and you are the kingdom of the Nine Kingdoms, a member of the Asgardian dynasty, and this is unchangeable."

"As for Odin knowing about the invasion of the Kree, not to mention that in the eyes of the gatekeepers, there are no secrets at all in the Nine Kingdoms, let's just say that Odin's two ravens, Muning and Hukin, they roam in the Nine Kingdoms for two days and nights, they are Odin's eyes, what they see, hear, Odin can see, hear. We also know that the Cree started a war on the moon and were defeated. ”

When Vostagger had finished drinking another bottle of Coke, he wiped his mouth and said to Merlin:

"A few years ago, the Cree organized a fleet to attack you, and it was our fleet that blocked the borders of the solar system, completely cutting off the follow-up support of the Cree. We've been helping you, but you don't know it. ”

"It's not the first time I've seen you, Merlin, the warrior of Midgard."

The dwarf Vorsteg winked at Merlin, and said:

"When you and that tough woman entered Ronan's command ship, the officer corps of Asgard watched your battle with magic crystals, and I was a commander at the time, and I was among them."

Merlin didn't answer immediately, he frowned, thinking about the dwarf's words.

There's a lot of information in that.

After a while, he said to the dwarf:

"The relationship between Earth and Asgard may seem subordinate to you, but the problem is, we are completely unaware of this. Who is the suzerain-vassal relationship between our world and your world, and when was it decided? ”

"Well, that's a lot of trouble to talk about."

The dwarf scratched his head, and he said with a depressed expression:

"You see, I'm just a rough guy who leads troops into battle, and I don't study history very well. I only know that a thousand years ago, every ruler in the Nordic region should have been called a great chieftain, in short, every chieftain would have bowed to the Rainbow Bridge and swore allegiance and obedience when he succeeded to the throne. ”

"But actually, I've heard that the subordination between Earth and Asgard was made much earlier."

He stretched out his hands and said to Merlin:

"Not every dwarf lives for thousands of years, I'm only 1057 years old now, and those things are old to me... It is said that this was what happened when Odin had just succeeded to the throne. ”

"Okay."

Merlin rubbed his forehead, and he said to the dwarf:

"That's all for now, now that the Kree have been routed, are you going back to Asgard?"

"Yes."

Vostagg patted his big belly, and he said to Merlin:

"I have to thank you for your hospitality, I had a good meal, the enemy lost, with your help we have achieved a victory, we have eaten and drunk enough, and it is time to go home."

"Oh, by the way, our armor and weapons are still with you, right?"

"Hmm."

Merlin pushed his glasses, and he said gently:

"While you're recovering from your memories, we've taken care of your weapons and armor and coated them with sword oil, and they're as good as new now."

"Oh, thank you so much."

The dwarf nodded in satisfaction.

Just as he was about to jump out of his chair, Merlin suddenly said:

"Now that you're going back to Asgard..."

"Can you do me a favor?"

"What?"

The dwarf looked back at Merlin, and said haughtily:

"We're brothers who have fought together, come on, warriors of Midgard, what do you want Vostagg to do you a favor?"

"Send me a letter."

Merlin's eyes flashed as he said:

"Send a letter to a man named Skorch, the son of a stonemason."

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