"Tomorrow, I will personally go to Jotunheim to meet with Laufey to discuss the drafting of a treaty of peaceful coexistence between Asgard and Jotunheim."

"Tomorrow ......"

Cosmos, Beckett.

On the way back to the ship of the Centaur system, Beckett stood in front of the window and stared in the direction of Asgard, his ears still echoing the words of Odin when he was in the palace.

"Treaty ...... for Peaceful Coexistence"

"Interesting."

Thinking back to the look of consternation on Hela's face when she first heard the news, Beckett unconsciously wagged his tail behind him.

Odin's performance today is completely inconsistent with the image that Beckett remembers.

In the past, Odin was a ruthless man who was willing to give up the Reality Gem to Thanos in exchange for the destruction of the Dark Elves, but now he actually wants hard power that is not as good as Jotunheim of Asgard?

No matter how you look at it, it doesn't feel right.

"Woz, have you come up with any results?"

"Unfortunately, there is no His Highness Beckett."

"Whether it is analyzed from the perspective of biomagnetic field or energy attributes, Odin is still the same Odin."

Woz's analysis completely blocked Beckett's suspicion that "this Odin is not Odin".

"So be it, get ready to start the space jump, and the destination is the main star of the Skrull Empire."

Beckett turned and sat back in his seat, and the orange cat, who had jumped off his shoulder, bowed his head and buckled himself up.

Beckett has always been a man of his word.

This is due to the words and deeds of his adoptive father Thanos when he was growing up.

If you want to teach the two empires an unforgettable lesson, you must have no one missing.

"I'm afraid not, Your Highness Beckett."

"News from Lord Sanos, for you to return to the Dark Quadrant immediately."

Woz raised his hand respectfully, and the news with Thanos' autograph appeared in front of Beckett's eyes.

"Father?"

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Asgard, the royal palace.

Hela, who could not understand the decision of her father Odin, locked herself in the dormitory and expressed her protest in a silent way.

"Odin, why don't you just make it clear?"

"You should know that you made a decision that would be hard for her to accept."

Frigga asked softly as she walked to her husband's side with a fruit bowl.

Odin's education of Hela since he was a child was to go to the Nine Realms of Martial Arts, and suddenly Odin, who was the leader of the Asgardian gangsters, stopped playing, and the disappointment and incomprehension in Hela's heart can be imagined.

"I can't say, Friggya."

Odin sighed and looked up at the mural above him depicting the great achievements of the past, and the hammer held high in his daughter's hand was so dazzling.

"I know Hela's character too well, and once she appeals to the cause, she will definitely plant a seed called hostility in her heart."

"Hostility to those ancient gods."

"It's an extremely dangerous thing for Hela."

Odin closed his eyes, and with a wave of his hand, the god seemed to shatter the power he was proud of.

At that moment, Odin was really feeling death, real death.

Tell Hela why, and she will indeed choose to forbear, but one day when she feels that she has more than enough wings, she will definitely bring her weapons to find those gods that only exist in legends.

Just like he was a few days ago, he was full of confidence.

And then on the verge of death.

Odin didn't want his daughter to go back to her old ways.

"I'd rather Hela have an opinion of me than Hela know about the existence of those legendary gods."

"Because I'm not going to kill her, and the gods will."

"Those people will never be soft-moved, and believe me, Friga, those people have a deep contempt for all life in the universe."

"Whoever it is."

Odin's voice looked a little tired.

"But what if that god really came to Asgard to slaughter as you feared?"

"Well, I'll tell Hela the truth." Odin opened his eyes with a look of determination.

"I'll admit, I have an element of gambling, Friggia."

"But it's the best decision I've ever made."

In a one-in-a-half chance that the bet would be won, Asgard would still be unharmed, and he would get at most a daughter who had an opinion in his heart about him as a father, not a daughter who was hostile to the gods.

His daughter's opinion of him, he can use time to dispel.

The father-daughter relationship is deep, and with Asgard's long lifespan, Odin believes that he will be able to remove the thorn in Hela's heart.

After all, no matter how they are both father and daughter, is it possible for Hela to rebel against him because of this so-called peace treaty?

"I hope so." Frigga was still worried, and for some reason, there was always a sense of unease in her heart.

"Don't worry, I've got you covered."

"If Asgard hadn't been angered this time, I'd change Hela's personality bit by bit."

"Raise her to be, a true queen."

Odin's heart felt like it had been sublimated by the experience of infinite proximity to death, and this time the peace treaty was not all due to the pressure of the god.

Embrace virtue and soothe the common people.

This is the quality that a prosperous king should have.

The resources of the Nine Realms after the unification alone are enough for Asgard to digest for an unknown amount of time, and there is no need to keep using military force and blindly expand externally.

In the past, he cultivated Hela according to the standards of the King of Troubled Times, and the values instilled in him were inevitably lacking.

But that's okay, it's not too late to change.

He is in the prime of life, and he still has enough time to correct his daughter's crooked character that he has cultivated.

"What about Beckett?"

"Hela and his engagement?" With her head resting on her husband's shoulder, Frigga asked.

"I don't think Hela is against it, is she?"

Speaking of Beckett, the future son-in-law, Odin was also very satisfied.

He has led soldiers to fight, and he has carried out assassination alone, and his personal strength is guaranteed.

In terms of conduct, Thanos's words and deeds teach him that he can still be trusted. And judging from a few contacts, Beckett is not as fucked-up as Thanos.

And, most importantly, if the knot is really tied up, then once that god descends on Asgard, he can drown out a part of his time with death, and let Thanos personally take Hela to the dark quadrant without knowing it.

It's double insurance.

"I'll be in touch with Thanos tomorrow when I get back from Jotunheim."

"In order to avoid long nights, if Sanos agrees, let's have a wedding in seven days."

Seven days of preparation was enough to give Hela a wedding that she would never forget.

Odin closed his eyes, secretly contemplating each next step.

At this time, Hela's dormitory.

Angry, Hela had already broken all the ornaments and sat on the steps, gasping slightly.

Angry.