"Is it such a coincidence?"

Asgard, at the entrance of the Rainbow Bridge.

Hela looked at her half-brother with interest. Chained and imprisoned, Thor is still struggling desperately, but in vain in the end.

The Other, who followed Beckett's footsteps, clung to the "keys" that tied Thor's life, and the latter could not resist at all, and could only passively let people lead the nose.

"Believe it or not."

The banter in Hela's words did not affect Beckett, who was extremely powerful in her heart, and the man's indifferent appearance made Hela pout a little bored.

She really wanted to see Beckett's embarrassing and speechless scene, but unfortunately she still didn't have this opportunity.

"Anyway, thanks."

Play and play, and Hela is still very grateful to Beckett for tying up Thor and sending him to the door.

Thor is, after all, her younger brother and Odin's designated heir to the throne. In the more than 1,000 years that she has been sealed by Odin, Thor has gained prestige, both in the civilian and military sectors.

If such a person is wandering, Hela's position is indeed not very peaceful.

She originally wanted to wait for the enthronement ceremony to do it herself, but now it's okay, there is no need to be so troublesome.

Syllable!

Hela's wrist, which was about to take the chain, was clasped by Beckett.

“？？？”

"The conditions haven't been negotiated yet, and he doesn't belong to you yet." Beckett didn't care about the change in the expression on Hela's face.

"Ten reviews about the mobilization of the entire Dark Quadrant without my father's permission." Beckett clasped Hela's white wrist and said his terms.

"Be profound, no less than 2,000 words per essay." Finally, Beckett added.

“………………”

After closing her eyes and taking a few deep breaths, Hela broke free from Beckett's obstruction and raised her eyes to look directly at Beckett's suddenly annoying face: "Two." ”

"Deal." Beckett had no intention of counter-offering at all, which caused Hela to fall into deep self-doubt for a moment.

She felt that with the speed that Beckett had promised, it would be possible for her to bargain for one.

Thor, who was tied up by the flowers, did not struggle, but his eyes jumped back and forth on Beckett and Hela as if he had discovered a new world.

Killing him, he didn't expect that his future orthodox successor to Asgard would be worth only two reviews............

"You didn't have your father's permission to mobilize forces in the Dark Quadrant?"

Walking with Beckett and his party on the specially built VIP exclusive passage not long ago, Hela asked, who closed the gate of the Rainbow Bridge.

"Didn't you say the Rainbow Bridge Gate was broken?" Beckett replied not as asked.

"I'm the king, and I have the final say when the Rainbow Bridge is good and when it's bad." Hela swayed her fingers and moved a little faster.

"But you, aren't you afraid that your father, like Odin, thinks you're a traitor because you moved the army without permission?"

Out of the corner of her eye, Hela, who was walking in front and was personally the leader, glanced at Beckett, who was only half a position away from herself, and asked playfully.

Odin's death, the freedom to break the seal, and the hope for the future all make Hela, the queen of Asgard who will ascend the throne today, willing to make fun of the painful memories of the past.

It's a joke, but also a warning.

"My father is different from Odin, and the one who has a common language with Odin should be Igo." Beckett pursed his lips vaguely to show disdain.

Both of them are people who can be ruthless to their children for a goal, and his adoptive father Thanos is different.

"So confident?"

"Are you trying to drive a wedge between me and my father?" Beckett squinted, his gaze tinged with a hint of scrutiny.

"No, I'm just reminding you." Hela is undaunted.

Odin's changes are vivid, and she doesn't want Beckett to have the same experience as herself.

"That's provocation." Beckett's expression was extremely serious.

"Whatever you want to understand." With queenly steps, Hela led Beckett and his party proudly to the high platform erected in Asgard Square.

"Take him to the dungeon, and he will be locked up with Friggya."

No skin, no musculature.

Skeleton soldiers dressed in Asgardian guard armor take the irascible Thor from The Other under Hela's command.

"Weird, right?"

Seeing that Beckett's gaze was not on her side, but on the departing skeleton soldier, Hela asked with a smile.

"They're all dead?" Although it was an interrogative sentence, Beckett's tone was affirmative.

He didn't feel any breath of life from the guards.

Not only these guards, but even the army soldiers stationed on both sides of Asgard Square were lifeless corpses.

"Odin, kill them all."

"Just because he wants to erase all traces of me in Asgard."

"He wants everybody to forget about me and what I've done for this country."

"He wants to clear all obstacles for my stupid brother to ascend to power."

Richly dressed, Hela leaned her hands on the railing on the edge of the high platform, looking down condescendingly at the gathering of Asgardian civilians at her feet.

Everyone's eyes were full of fear and hatred for her.

Just because on the day Hela returned, he killed all the way from the Rainbow Bridge to this square, and the blood of the killing was like a river, and the sky was full of light.

"Remember the Supreme Mage Agomoto we met in Midgard before?"

"The magic circle he left behind has given these soldiers who once cherished me a chance to be resurrected."

"I resurrected them with eternal fire............ "Hela's eyes filled with sorrow.

"But they're always dead." Beckett punctured this illusion of resurrection.

Hela nodded silently.

After all, she is only the goddess of death in Asgard, not the goddess of death in the universe.

She had no way to bring back to life these soldiers who had been dead for thousands of years.

Sadly, in Asgard, Hela can only believe in these dead people.

Those who are alive, everyone wants her life.

Including Friggia, her mother, Odin's wife, and the former queen of Asgard.

"Is it worth it?"

There was silence for a long time, until the sparsely populated plaza had been filled with people from Asgard, and Beckett asked.

Is it worth it to expand the territory for a country where everyone hates them?

The acquaintances of the past have all been buried in the ground, and everyone who is still alive hates you to the bone, but you still have to pretend not to see it and become the queen who leads them forward.

Is it worth it?

"Of course."

Hela closed her eyes and took a deep breath, hiding the sadness from the corners of her eyes.

"There's only one thing I can do right now. Only by doing this can I feel that I am truly alive. ”

Asgard, this is the spiritual pillar that keeps Hela from becoming the walking dead in the seal.

"Beckett." The woman opened her eyes and turned around.

"What?" Men and women look at each other.

"Can you celebrate me? Use your way. A breeze swept across the corners of Hela's eyebrows, and there was a faint tremor in her voice.

"Why?" Beckett, with his arms crossed around his chest, looked coldly.

[Because...... You're the only one I can trust right now...... people. 】

Hela pursed her lips, and when the words came to her mouth, she changed her appearance again: "It's nothing, forget it if it doesn't work." ”

Beneath the platform, the people of Asgard were already prostrate at Hela's feet, and the skeletal guards played a cannon salute for the birth of the new king.

The sky is full of bright fireworks, ancient mystical prayers.

Dressed in fine clothes, Hela stands on a high platform and accepts the worship of her people with open hands.

"Rejoice!"

"The birth of a new king!"

"Hela, the benevolent Queen of Asgard!"

"It's ..............."

The Other, who had turned on his PA equipment, began to chant urgently under Beckett's eyes, and a loud congratulatory message rang out in the ears of every Asgardian............

"Women are really troublesome............" Beckett, who was standing right behind Hela, pouted disdainfully.

Hela, who was close at hand, had a smile on her face for a moment.

Beckett, who didn't understand the etiquette of enthronement, had no intention of going down with The Other, and Hela had no intention of driving him down.

A man and a woman, two figures, stand on the magnificent ancient square of Asgard, in the solemn prayer of the mysteries, receiving the worship of all the peoples.