"Your Highness Beckett, we, how long are we going to stay here?"

After being led out of the fitting hall by Friggia's maid, The Other pulled on his new suit of armor and asked Beckett, who was walking in front of him.

Dressed in a white robe, blonde hair flying.

"Let's go."

Beckett, who had never worn a magic robe, felt the silkiness of the white robe's material, and his eyes were thoughtful.

"Woz, can you analyze the material?"

"Wodds is analyzing......"

"Woz's analysis failed, I'm sorry Your Highness Beckett, Woxt can't analyze the material of this white robe on your body."

Woz, who was hanging on Beckett's right eye as a light screen, retrieved the data for a long time, but was never able to break through the magical defense layer on the white robe, and the magical energy that made up this magical defense layer was not in Woz's database.

[Not in the library?] 】

Beckett raised an eyebrow, and then gave up on the idea that had suddenly popped into his mind.

"If it's so easy for you to parse it out, what qualifications does my mother have to be called the first mage of the Protoss."

After chatting with Friggia, Hela, who was waiting outside the fitting hall, saw Beckett walking out in a white robe, and pouted in disdain after being amazed.

Still, she found her superiority over Beckett - magic.

Although the results of her magic cultivation are not very good, compared to Friggya's evaluation of Beckett, she still has a sense of superiority, although she can only find superiority at the level of [magic] at the moment.

[Completely unsuitable for learning magic, unable to form a magic circuit in the body.] This is what her mother, Queen Frigga had to say to him after coming into contact with Beckett.

"That's just your mother, what do you have to be proud of?"

Beckett didn't quite understand Hela's thoughts, and her mother's achievements were not hers.

“…… Go, father is waiting for you in the palace. ”

Hela who wanted to say something but didn't know where to start for a while, opened her mouth, and finally held back a word to lead the way.

Although she is very reluctant to admit it, whether it is fist and foot kung fu or magic attacks, the current Beckett does have the qualifications to despise her.

"No need, take me directly to Battleship Harbor." Beckett outright refused.

He didn't have much time to spend in Asgard right now, and the coordinates that Asgard had given him before he disappeared had not been officially confirmed.

"Battleship Harbor? Asgard doesn't need that kind of thing. ”

Hela, who was clasping her arms around her chest, raised her eyebrows when she heard this, and the words she said made Beckett can't help but look at her with a cold expression.

"Come with me, father has something to tell you, about your home." Although the current strength is inferior to Beckett, Hela's attitude has not changed much.

Glancing at the still brilliant blonde hair on Beckett's head, Hela turned and stepped out of the fitting hall first.

The bustling streets of Asgardian were bustling with people, and with the good news on the front of the battle line, every Asgardian had a happy smile on their face.

Carefree children are jolting and running down the streets, biting their fingers in front of snack stalls, hesitating whether to spend seven days of pocket money to satisfy their appetites, and the energetic smiles Beckett has never seen in the Dark Quadrant.

"Big brother! Are you going to buy a flower?! ”

"It's very fragrant and beautiful!"

Maybe Beckett was too handsome in a white robe with blonde hair, even if he always had a cold face, there was no shortage of bold flower sellers who came to Beckett with a bouquet in his hand, grinning and brilliant.

"Big brother, you can buy a bouquet of flowers and give it to the beautiful big sister next to you!"

"Big sister, are you right?"

"I don't need flowers from this guy." Bending down, Hela smiled and rubbed the girl's ignorant fluttering hair, paid the money, and collected the flowers.

"Now that your mission is complete, you can go back to play with your little friend."

"Thank you, big sister!" The girl who was so excited that she smiled sincerely thanked her, and after thanking Beckett, who had been standing on the sidelines, she ran back home happily with the money in her arms.

"She doesn't know you?"

"Probably so." Smelling the flowers belonging to Asgard, Hela's mood inexplicably improved, and the tone of response to Beckett was not so impulsive.

Protecting the kingdom and giving the people of Asgard a better and broader future has always been Hela's goal.

"Of course, she will definitely know me in the future." Holding a golden bouquet in her hand, Hela's eyebrows were full of confidence.

Now that she's young and has plenty of time to accomplish this ambitious goal with her father, Odin, she wants to be a presence big enough to be written into Asgardian history textbooks.

At that time, all of Asgard will remember her Hella's name.

"You look a lot more normal now than you used to be." Sweeping his gaze over Hela, Beckett didn't linger any longer, and walked forward. To reach Odin's palace, which was specially designed to receive foreign guests, it is necessary to walk through the square not far away.

The confidence on Hela's face faded......

"My father once said that fate will be by my side as long as I want to!"

The sound coming from the middle of the square made Beckett's footsteps pause, turn and frown, and follow the sound to see the huge stage.

A man in silver armor was standing on the stage, expressionless, pointing to the sky,

Beside him, a woman with makeup that resembled Hela was rolling her eyes.

Opposite him was a man in a blue leotard all over his body, looking at a man and a woman in front of him with a frightened face.

"Laufey never dreamed that he had been famous for many years, and today he would lose in the hands of two juniors. The Frost Giants' Frost Giants' Treasure Ice Crate has been taken from them, and the King of the Frost Giants is locked in a bitter battle with Hela, the daughter of Odin, and the strangers she has rescued in Jotunheim............

The man standing on the edge of the stage sat with a golden knife, looking at the name "Hela Jotunheim Xing" in his hand, and the mature and steady narration sounded:

"It's too late, it's too soon. When Laufey noticed that he was defeated, his palace subordinates jumped out one after another, aiming their guns at the man who liked to talk about what his father had said. ”

"Surrounded by a rabble, the man named Beckett looked extremely disdainful and uttered the famous phrase that had been widely circulated......

With the narrator, the man on stage crossed his hands around his chest and raised his eyebrows in disdain: "I bet you don't have any bullets in your guns." ”

Offstage, the crowd watching the play cheered.

No matter how many performances you see, the plays rehearsed by the La Masia Theater based on this story are very popular.

Watching Laufey deflated, even if it was virtual, was enough for them to cheer, not to mention, according to Bard, the director of the La Masia theater, their scripts were all personally confronted with one of the parties, the daughter of Odin.

Beckett, on the other hand, looked at the man on the stage who played himself and said [what his father once said], and killing intent appeared in his eyes.