"How long will these days last?"

Thor asked his brother with a swollen nose and a swollen face, his tone impatient.

He's had enough of these boring days.

Although he had always loved fighting, he was irritated by the lack of praise after a fight.

"Brother, don't worry, it's not the time yet."

Loki had found a bit of gossip about Mjölnir during this time, after all, it wasn't all video games fun for the mages to chat with each other.

In addition to cultivating and studying, they will also talk about some mystical gossip.

So they still know about the two hammers falling to the ground.

Loki had been trying to find out about it, but the results were mediocre, especially since he had the energy to review it.

"Look at what kind of day I live every day!"

Thor pointed to the bruises on his face and shouted a little irritably.

He would often express his displeasure with Vorusk, but Vorusk didn't have time to explain to him what had happened during this time, so his questions would only be persuaded by force.

After all, at this time, Vorusk was busy observing the state of Burkeso.

Sealing the soul of a demon king is not something that can be relaxed, and during this time, Vorusk has basically been observing the situation of Burkeso.

While the chances of something going wrong are unlikely, that's not a reason to let your guard down.

"I think you're getting a lot stronger, brother."

Loki spun around a few times with a scepter and looked at Thor deadly.

Compared to Thor's visible strengthening, his learning path was not smooth.

How do mages become stronger?

In addition to polishing one's control of mana, it is to constantly fill one's understanding of the world with knowledge, and then master new spells.

The process is never easy.

Unless you can have wisdom beyond ordinary people, you can clearly understand the truth between the world and knowledge.

Loki is talented, but not enough for him to quickly digest high-end knowledge.

In terms of talent, he is still a little far from the fairy queen Friggya.

"Getting stronger? I'm already strong! If I could pick up Mjölnir, I wouldn't come out of the secret with injuries every time. ”

Thor is still sullen at Mjölnir not answering his call.

Even if he had understood what kind of opportunity he was given, his somewhat lacked brain might not be enough to support his thinking.

Perhaps attacking the heart is a better way to kill him than to attack the brain.

After all, his heart could be several laps larger than his brain.

"Okay, you're the elder brother, you have the final say."

Loki waved his hand, indicating that he wasn't going to continue arguing.

He still has to go to sort out his previous notes today, and sometimes a reassuring study time can make people feel calm and fulfilled.

Asgard, he'll go back.

However, he hoped that he could inherit the title of Supreme Mage and then appear in front of Odin as a strong man.

"Thor, keep training."

Vorusk shouted from afar, and now Thor will no longer resist uselessly.

That kind of disobedience will not change anything other than that he will be thrown directly into the cheats by Vorusk.

Vorusk didn't mind Thor taking a break, but it was long enough, and what he needed now was to keep training.

Not far away, Kanuk was watching Casillas staggering out of the secret realm, and finally there was some approval in his eyes.

"You're finally not thinking about those pointless conspiracies?"

Kanuk rubbed his arm, and the armor of the Ward off Evil flashed a metallic sheen.

Casillas had a little more warrior bravery and became much more reticent, which made Canuk the most satisfied.

He had always disliked people who shouted as if everything had failed him, and it was better to try it earlier than to explore it in his head for 10,000 years.

"I still care a little about the title Supreme Mage, I thought it was a symbol of strength."

Casillas patted the axe on his waist and said with a self-deprecating smile. But now he has a lot more calmness, thanks to Kanuk's inhumane education method, so that Casillas finally understands what he should do.

"It's not because it's the title, it's because it's the title because it's strong, boy."

Canuk dug into his pocket, pulled out a bottle of wine, and handed it to Casillas.

"Now that I approve of you, you can go where you want, just remember to come back and train."

Kanuk waved his hand, and after a hard training session, Casillas was finally corrected.

After losing a full mouth of teeth, he was finally marked with an unbreakable mental seal.

Now that he can go wherever he wants, Kanuk believes in the results of his education.

"So, where do you think I should go?"

Casillas tugged at the corners of his mouth and asked, he was thrown into the hands of Bourkeso by the Ancient One, and now that he was free, he had no intention of returning to the mage.

Although he no longer resents because of his superficial greed, he still can't pull his face down.

"If you don't have anywhere to go, teleport to Rumlow, as if they have something to do lately. If you're going to continue training, I can too. ”

Kanuk sat cross-legged on the ground and began to wipe his shoulders again.

He didn't care what Casillas was going to do, he couldn't do anything bad anyway.

Casillas didn't hesitate to go to Rumlow because he felt a toothache every time he saw Canuk's face.

After he knew he had bitten off the black bread with his gums, he couldn't look directly at the food he was eating every day.

[Thanks Thor, thank you Asgard!] 】

Casillas thought to himself.

Asgard brought food and drink every day, and also freed him from the hell of black bread.

"Hey, Casillas, congratulations on being able to leave the boring Kanuk!"

Vader walked over with a smile, still holding a stick of freshly baked black bread in her hand.

"By the way, can you put that on again?"

Casillas' face was a little ugly.

"Can't!"

He finally got a mouthful of teeth back, and now let him perform biting off black bread with gums?

"Vader, send Casillas to Bourkeso, this kid hasn't had time to learn teleportation, let Bourkeso give him a ride."

Kanuk said without raising his head.

"Don't bother, I was a mage before."

Casillas stretched out his hand and drew a circle in front of him, then opened the portal to London.

For Rumlow, a trip back to the Holy Mountain was a matter of standing still for a while.

It's so convenient to master the magic of the return trip.

"Remember to tell Rumlow, it looks like Talik was looking for him."

Kanuk raised his eyes and said to Casillas, who was about to walk through the portal.

After the aperture of the portal disappeared, Kanuk turned his head to look at the Ancient One, who had appeared.

"Now you're satisfied?"

"I think it's good."

The two of them said casually, and then went their separate ways.