Behind the Asgard Temple, there is a cascading group of buildings.

Among them, a glazed palace is the most eye-catching.

Unlike its coarse neighbors, it is extremely delicate: the white rock walls are delicately textured with silver carvings, and the dome is so flawed that it is impossible to distinguish them from the frescoes depicting the exploits of the gods without sufficient knowledge of witchcraft.

No matter how you look at it, this shouldn't be the aesthetic that the Asgardians admire, but more like the handiwork of Warner craftsmen who were born to drive goblins.

Indeed, it is no one else who lives here, it is none other than Frigga from the Warner Divine Clan, the current god queen of Asgard......

Sif walked into the palace with an anxious expression, not paying even the slightest attention to the drawing of the dome of the temple wall.

As the Valkyrie of Asgard, Siv didn't know much about witchcraft, and the murals seemed to her to be just beautiful, and the insistent gaze was of no value other than to make her dizzy.

In the whole of Asgard, I'm afraid that except for the queen of gods, only that disgusting Loki can appreciate this.

At the mention of Loki, Sif remembered Thor, who had been banished from Earth, and the anxiety on her face became a little thicker......

The rooms in the hall are in the same style as the outside, and the interior is covered with crimson tapestries embellished with gold flowers.

The light stripes and faint fragrance always tell the skill and identity of the maker - the flower elf, one of the affiliated fairy groups of the Warner God Clan.

Diagonally opposite the sash is the curtain of the queen of God's rest.

Farther to the left, there is an almost humanoid half-ring chair with a battle skirt and armor draped over it.

The glowing streamer flowed above the armor, illuminating Sif's eyebrows and eyes that had just walked in.

Stepping on an ankle-sinking carpet in the style of the Warner Protos, Sif stepped up to the Queen's curtain.

The Valkyrie fell to one knee, and the golden wool carpet was soft.

The material of the carpet is of the Golden Fleece, and the weaver is a flower spirit who serves the gods.

Seve is well aware of its origins.

As a child, Loki wanted to give his mother a shawl, so he called her and Thor to follow in the footsteps of the golden sheep and collect many scattered golden fleeces from the branches it passed.

Then the three children clumsily weaved, and unpredictably, Thor was the best at weaving, followed by Loki, and then Seve herself.

Thinking of this, the corners of the Valkyrie's lips on the kneeling ground hooked into a smile, and her cheeks were slightly red.

If it continues, it will be quite a heartwarming childhood anecdote, but the development of events in the real world does not depend on personal preferences.

Their actions were seen by the forest goblin and reported to the Golden Goat.

In her opinion, this behavior of treating herself as a raw material for fabrics is undoubtedly an insult to herself.

But the embarrassment is that she was going to teach the other party a lesson, but after doing it, she was forced to retreat by the three children, and even the little girl viciously pulled a large handful of golden hair from her tail.

The bullied Golden Sheep went to her husband, the "Nine Demon Wolves" Modoano, to avenge herself, and then, the joyful Sifu and the three ushered in terror.

The most seriously injured was Loki, who wanted to go over and snatch the half-finished shawl, and Modoano's claw almost disemboweled him, and Thor, who carried him back, was stained red with blood, and Sif, who followed in the same way, was also hung with a large piece of flesh on his back......

This is not the end of the story, but the beginning:

Enraged, Odin went alone and fought Modoano with his bare hands for several days, eventually slaying the wolf in the wilderness of Namono.

Friggia, who had healed the children's injuries, put on her armor for the first time.

She used her spear to slay the golden goat by the quiet lake, and stripped her fur to make the flower fairy a carpet.

......

"What comes to mind?"

Frigga asked with a smile, bringing back to Sif, who had fallen into a memory.

"About the 'Golden Fleece'. ”

Seve didn't plan to hide anything from the queen of gods, not to mention, Valkyrie was originally straightforward.

"'Golden Fleece'......"

Hearing her words, a trace of remembrance flashed on Friggia's face.

At that time, the children were naughty one by one, but they were not as far apart from each other as they are now......

"Why did you remember to come to me?"

The god queen who sighed softly reined in her gaffe, she looked at Sif, and asked in a gentle tone.

"The Queen of God, Loki was also exiled to Midgard by Odin, and I'm worried that Thor will ......"

Sif's tone was vague, after all, Loki was also the son of the Queen of God.

It's always hard for her to say bluntly in front of the queen of God that her other son is not, saying that he is a garbage who studies intrigues and tricks and ponders about killing her brother and usurping the throne all day long.

"If you're worried, go check it out!"

Frigga was not angry at the implicit meaning of Siv's words, after all, both she and Odin already regarded each other as Thor's future concubine.

At this time, Frigga has a feeling that her mother-in-law treats her daughter-in-law gently, not to mention being hostile to Loki for Thor's sake, even if Seve scolds Odin in front of her now, she won't care.

What a bullshit god king, how can the happiness of his own son be important!

"Huh?"

Seve was stunned by Frigga's words, as if she didn't understand what the queen meant.

"You go to Midgard too, and call Vostagg and them along!"

"Queen of God, I ......"

"Go, if Heimdall stops him, tell him I agree!"

"Yes!"

......

"She's good, isn't she?"

Thinking of Sif's joyful departure, Frigga had a smile on her face.

Suddenly, she turned back and said to the tiara of the queen that was laid aside and woven with flowers, as if it could really communicate with herself.

"Your Highness—"

A palm-sized elf flew out of the crown, with a human-like appearance and three pairs of dragonfly-like wings on her back.

She looked at Frigga with kindness in her eyes: "You don't have to stay in ......"

"I am the queen of Asgard!"

Frigga interrupted the other party's words in a firm tone, and put on her own cloak.

For Friggia's movements, the flower elf who watched her grow up looked inexplicable, and this "no need to be served by others, wearing her own armor" looks like a barbaric Asgardian!

"You know, I've always had a little bit of an unspeakable fear of Odin. ”

"He was so calculating, as if his body was full of as many thinking nerves as the rhizomes of the World Tree. ”

"But he didn't let me down, and the final calculation didn't fall on his wife and son. ”

"Qiang—"

Frigga took the spear that her father had given her in her hand, and while wiping it, she murmured as if explaining, "He didn't disappoint me, how could I let him bear everything alone?"

"You should know that 'Odin's Sleep' is irreversible, so ......"

"As I said, I'm the god queen of Asgard, don't use the concept of Warner Protoss to persuade me!"

"There is no escape in the dictionary of the Asgardians, whoever is not convinced, will [] [him] [mother]!"