A few hours later, near midnight, a belated Skolc finally joined Merlin.

The brave Asgardian escort descended from the sky on a white Pegasus and flew for hours on end, leaving him a little tired.

But this guy still knows the situation on Earth, he didn't wear that cool golden armor, but changed into a black flight jacket, jeans and combat boots, which looked very trendy.

Well, it seems that after the last separation, he still followed Merlin's advice, and that weird and ugly hairstyle is gone. Instead, he had a crisp bald head, and with the Asgardian war paint on his neck, he looked intimidating.

However, he carried the brutal double-bladed splitting axe behind his back, which made this outfit look a little strange.

"Mr. Merlin, did you find Mjournier?"

Skolch jumped down from the Pegasus, grabbed the reins of his horse, and uttered an incantation, and the handsome white Pegasus dissipated in a flash of light, and the prince's guard rolled up the reins and hung them on their belts. He said to Merlin anxiously:

"Have you found any trace of His Royal Highness the Prince?"

"Nope."

Merlin pointed behind him and said:

"It's only Thor's hammer here, and Thor hasn't heard from him, actually, I think you should come and check this thing."

He led Skorch into the pit of the desert dunes behind him, which had been reduced by illusion to a plain desert dune, and led him to Thor's hammer, where he said to him:

"Put your hands on it."

Skorch glanced at Merlin, then reached out and gripped the handle of Mjolnir's hammer, a faint arc of lightning darting across the surface of the hammer, but not the aggressive lightning that had appeared before.

"Look!"

Merlin pointed to the Divine Word that had been activated again on the hammer face, and he said to Skorch:

"I don't know what your Asgardian power system is, but judging by this prophecy, Thor's identity as Thor should have been stripped away."

"It was transferred to this warhammer, and only when Thor lifted it again could he become Thor again... In other words, he may have been demoted to an ordinary person by his father, which is bad. ”

"This..."

Skorch also understood the gravity of the matter.

According to the speculation of several generals who had befriended Thor before he came, even if Thor was exiled, His Royal Highness the Prince should still have the ability to protect himself, but now the facts are worse than they guessed.

If Thor is stripped of Thor's powers, he will inevitably be in the weakest condition he has ever been in since birth. Skorch has traveled back and forth between Earth and Asgardian over the past few years, and he understands the situation of Earth better than any other Asgardian.

This seems to be a world full of ordinary people, but this world is not ordinary, in case His Royal Highness the Prince is unlucky and encounters some murderers with super powers, then he...

"We must find him quickly!"

Skorch stood up, and he said to Merlin:

"Mr. Merlin, you are a wizard, can't you find His Highness Thor through prophetic magic?"

"It's a pity, but it can't."

Merlin shrugged his shoulders and said:

"I'm not good at prophecy myself, but I've just found some friends who have made prophecies for me, but no matter what kind of prophecy they do, it doesn't work."

"It is clear that your prince is in a special, unpredictable state, and I seriously suspect that Odin has cast some special magic on him."

Merlin Says:

"His Majesty the God-King doesn't seem to want Thor to be found, and if he does, then very few people on Earth can predict Thor's location."

Merlin wasn't lying, he had asked about the Parchment before Skorch's arrival, but unfortunately after the last incident with the Supreme Mage, the Parchment had become much more "cautious", it only told Merlinthor that he was on Earth, and other than that, it was reluctant to reveal any more information.

Odin, a god of the Father, though not as strong as the Supreme Mage, can still turn out to be terrible if things go wrong.

"I've informed Sif of the news, and she's promised to find out as soon as possible what happened to Thor."

Merlin handed a black bracelet to a worried Skorci, saying:

"I can't stay here for long, so until I find Thor, it's up to you to watch over Mjournier, I cast a Muggle banishment spell on this seal, and ordinary people will instinctively stay away from this place."

"But if something unexpected happens, it's up to you to banish those who covet Mjolnir. If you can't handle it, contact me. ”

"Okay."

Skolch took the bracelet and put it on his hand, the fierce bald man took off the black axe behind his back, he protected it like a statue next to Thor's hammer, he looked at Merlin, and said:

"Then what method are you going to use to find His Highness Thor? With the most traditional method? ”

"No, magic doesn't work, but I can still rely on technology."

Merlin waved his hand, and he said to Skorch:

"It may take some time, but I'm sure it will work out in the end, and you'll have to be patient in the meantime."

"Okay."

Skorch wanted to say something, but in the end he just nodded.

Merlin turned to leave, and after walking out of the seal, Icarus brought him good news.

"Based on the time and distance, as well as recent surveillance footage, I found the lingerer J and K mentioned, which is an astronomical team that is now staying in a small town in the northern desert."

Icarus marked the exact location on the map and pointed Merlin, who stood in the desert for a moment, and the next moment, he disappeared into the windswept sand dunes.

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On the edge of the New Mexico desert, there are many small towns with a western style, each of which is not very large, with only a few streets, and there is nothing worth paying attention to except for the decent desert scenery.

But it is a good place for astronomers, and some interesting astronomical phenomena can often be observed here, so there are often some astronomical researchers or enthusiasts who come in groups of threes and threes, or groups of four or five, driving RVs, renting a house here for a short time, and then they can start working.

At midnight, Merlin appeared at the edge of the town, and he walked along the dimly lit streetlights to a garage with the lights on.

Outside the garage was an RV parked and a square-headed SUV loaded with various research instruments, and several people were busy in the garage, arguing from time to time, and it seemed that the small group of three had just encountered something that had given them some signs of infighting.

But in Merlin's vision, he could see that there was another guy in the garage in front of him, in addition to the three ordinary people.

An unconscious man placed on a makeshift bed.

"It didn't take much effort to get there."

Merlin whispered, and his figure dissipated into black smoke in the darkness, silently seeping into the garage in front of him, and he heard the man and woman arguing.

Well, they're not the kind of messy relationship between young people, no, it's an old man and two young girls, it looks like a mentor with two students.

And the reason for their quarrel is precisely because of this unconscious man who was picked up a few hours ago.

"Jane, we should take him to the police station, you also saw him just yelling at us, speaking some language we don't understand, and still having blood on his body, and inexplicably appearing in the depths of the desert."

"He may be an addict, or worse, a dangerous person."

The old man patiently persuaded the two girls, and the younger girl with the cap beside him also helped:

"Yes, it's like the plot in those gangster movies, he offended the boss, and as a result, he was tied up and buried in the desert, and he was saved by a kind person like us, and he will get us into trouble, tsk, it's quite emotional to think about it."

"Daisy! Now is not the time for jokes! ”

The old man glared at the young girl who was full of wood, and he said to another silent, quiet girl:

"We're just here to do research, Jane, and it's not a good thing to walk around with such a dangerous person."

"But we bumped into him."

The girl looked back at the unconscious man lying on the bed, and said:

"The wounds on his body may have been caused by us, and as you can see, after that light flashed, he appeared inexplicably in that storm... Yes, I know it's risky, but we have to at least make sure..."

Merlin was quietly hovering in the garage, the discussion of the three people did not affect his observation, in fact, from the words of the three of them, Merlin could roughly guess what had happened before.

He focused on the makeshift bed on the other side of the garage and looked at the unconscious man lying there.

It was a man, strong and strong, dressed in a strange garment, like leather, like some special material, his face was gray, covered in blood and dust, but the familiar outline of his face could be faintly seen.

Icarus activated the contrast function, and on the lens in front of Merlin's eyes, the face of the unconscious man was quickly compared with Thor's oil painting sent by Sif Sif sif, and soon, Icarus had a conclusion.

The similarity is 87%, which is almost certain that he is Thor, and it seems that there is some exaggeration in the Asgardian paintings. But by human standards, Thor is indeed a beautiful man. ”

"Oh, it looks like you like him?"

Merlin whispered in the smoke:

"It makes me jealous, like my hard-working daughter has fallen in love with a jerk."

“......”

Icarus was silent for a moment, and she replied:

"Your analogy is so strange, Merlin, I don't think I can appreciate your humor... But what next? Take Thor straight away? What should these three witnesses do? ”

"The Oblivion Charm is prepared for this situation."

Merlin took shape in the garage, he reached for his wand, and with a flick of it, three stun charms were thrown on the three ordinary people, who immediately became drowsy and fell to the ground.

But Merlin was still a gentleman, and with a gentle pat, two pillows were placed behind the two fallen girls, and the uncle did not have such treatment.

"Bang"

There was a muffled sound, and the middle-aged uncle slammed on the floor, tsk, it sounded painful.

"Let's send His Royal Highness the Prince out first."

Merlin reached out and threw a cleansing charm on Thor, then reached out to lift him up, but the moment his fingers touched Thor's body, a strange hiss sounded behind him.

"Woohoo!"

It's a familiar call.

It's like the kind that Victor often emits...

Merlin turned back and saw a small, beautiful blue-gray black raven standing quietly on a branch outside the garage, its two black eyes fixed on Merlin.

At the moment when they looked at each other, Merlin jerked his wand in his other hand at the raven, and the green light of the Requisition Charm shone on the tip of the wand, and he said:

"So, who are you?"

"Who are you threatening with the stick? The Wizard of Midgard. ”

The raven tilted its head, its beak opened and closed, and made a sharp sound, and it said in a straight voice:

"We're not some uninformed birds, we just need to scream, and our good brother Odin will come and beat you up."

"Odin? Good brother? ”

Merlin squinted at the small, air-blowing ravens who were blowing each other's air, hesitated for a few seconds, then put away his wand.

This action pleased the raven, who flapped its wings and quacked:

"You're a knowledgeable guy, wizard, let's go, let's just be here as if you haven't been here."

"But you haven't told me who you are."

Merlin looked at the strange raven, and in the perception of the vision, a circle of light surrounded the raven's body, indicating that it was not an extraordinary thing.

Actually, a talking bird is a rarity on earth, well, except for parrots, of course.

"You want to know our names?"

The raven looked at Merlin, and shook his head vigorously, and said:

"Our name isn't just for anyone to know, unless you get us some fresh juniper berries to eat, we've been flying here for a long time, and we've been hungry for a day."

"Juniper berries... No. ”

Merlin dug into his pocket, and finally pulled out a bag of melon seeds, which he threw to the raven:

"You can make do with this."

The black raven flapped its wings and flew up, grabbed the bag of melon seeds with its claws, tore it flexibly apart, and then broke one after another with its sharp beak, and ate it with relish, it seemed that it was really hungry.

After a few minutes, the raven looked up, shook its head and said to Merlin:

"You're not bad, let's tell you, our name is Muning, and we're one of Odin's good brothers. Odin sent us to Midgard to watch Thor, wizard, good brother Odin doesn't want Thor's exile career to be interfered with by others, so you hurry up. ”

"By the way, you remember to keep it a secret."

The raven continued to peck at the melon seeds at its feet, reminding:

"Good brother Odin's temper is not as good as ours, if you dare to leak the secret, the sharp Gangenir will penetrate your head in the next moment~"

"Don't blame us for not reminding you, good brother Odin is watching!"

PS：

This is the end of this addition~ There should be on New Year's Day, but it may not be too much, after all, there is already a manuscript, thank you for your support ~ love you ~

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