Back on top of the ship.

Suppressing the desire to destroy Vormir in his heart, Beckett was very unhappy.

If it weren't for his adoptive father, Thanos, who needed the power of the Soul Gem, he would have destroyed Vormir long ago.

He hated it when people talked to him like that, even if the [person's] body was just a gem.

"What's next, what are you going to do?"

Hela, who had followed Beckett into the cabin, leaned against the window and asked.

It's definitely no fun to get the soul gem by yourself, and there is no second pair of true feelings in the dark quadrant except for Thanos and Beckett, the father and son.

It takes time to spread the word and be the one behind it.

"What am I going to do, does it have anything to do with you?" Beckett, who no longer needed to wear a seatbelt during the space jump, glanced at Hela and asked rhetorically.

"Of course it doesn't matter." Hela, staring out the window at the magnificent Milky Way, raised her eyebrows. After a while, a strangely shaped gold sticker appeared in his hand.

Sou!

A gold sticker with the Asgardian logo flew in front of Beckett.

"What is this?"

Beckett glanced down, and there was nothing on it except Hela's logo.

"Seven days later, my enthronement, in Asgard."

"What?" Beckett held the special gold sticker in his hand, but his mind remembered another enthronement ceremony he had "attended" before.

The enthronement ceremony of the Queen of the Seas, Mera.

"The queen of Asgard?"

"King of the Nine Realms?"

Flipping through the gold sticker, the content written inside brought Beckett's mind back to reality.

It's exactly Odin's previous name, and Hela wears it all on her head at the moment.

"Are you inviting me?" Casually throwing the gold sticker on the seat in the center console, Beckett looked directly at Hela.

"You can understand it that way."

"Although I don't think so." Hela looked away.

"Didn't you say that you Asgardian people and the army don't remember you?"

"That's it, you still want to go back to being king?" Beckett looked at Hela like he was looking at a fool.

Asgard is not as good as before, and no one has admitted Hela's existence at all, so why do you work so hard to be a king?

"Do you remember the former Supreme Mage Agomoto?"

"He once helped me set up a circle similar to Valhalla, and I have lit it with the eternal fire in Odin's treasury to awaken all the armies that once belonged to me."

"So, I still have the army that supports me."

Hela opened her hand, and the imprint of the Supreme Mage appeared in her palm.

"As for the people of Asgard............"

"Trust me Beckett, when I lead the army to expand beyond the Nine Realms step by step, they will cheer for me even if they don't know me."

"It's a pioneering achievement, and they'll think they're witnessing history."

"I was able to give them a great sense of national superiority, and I was able to make life better in Asgard."

"At that time, they will forget about Odin, about my stupid and naïve brother."

"At that time, they will be able to clearly understand that I am the most suitable king for Asgard."

That's the future Hella envisions.

The people of Asgard cheered for her from the bottom of their hearts and honored her as king.

"I believe that this future is not far away."

The affection in Hela's words was sincere.

"But the people of Asgard have betrayed you." It was the first time he had seen Hela like this, and Beckett was thoughtful.

The inside of the huge spaceship of ".................." fell silent for a moment.

"You know, as a child, what I heard when Odin first brought me into the Asgardian army?" It was a long time before Hela's voice rang out.

It was a picture she will never forget in her life.

In front of Hela, who was still young, tens of thousands of Asgardian soldiers chanted for her the honor of their home and country belonging to the Asgardian soldiers.

"Patriotism is indelible. On the battlefield, help each other; On the battlefield, even if we have never known each other before, we can become friends with each other in a few words, because we are all Asgardians. ”

"Even though this relationship has been betrayed hundreds of times."

"The death of a comrade-in-arms is not the end, but the beginning of memories. The past cannot be changed, but perhaps the future can. ”

"The meaning of war is not hatred, but to protect the dreams we have painted together..............."

Hela chanted word by word, leaning against the window and looking at the Milky Way, as if she had seen a young girl who was deeply shocked.

That's her.

That's the root of why she's loyal to Asgard.

Her divinity of death was also awakened after that day.

The righteousness of the family and the country, this is an emotion that Beckett will never understand, because Thanos did not teach him.

"I'm loyal to Asgard, I'm fighting for Asgard, you know, Beckett?"

"I'm not interested in knowing." Beckett sat in the central control chair, shaking his toes with his legs crossed, closing his eyes and resting.

Hela tapped the fingers on her arm.

"In seven days, I'll probably be passing through Asgard."

The corners of Hela's mouth subconsciously rose, but she restrained herself.

"Just passing through." Beckett, with his eyes closed, added.

"I know." Hela leans against the window, her face reflected in the glass against the Milky Way.

"By the way, I would like to remind you that the door of the Rainbow Bridge was broken by me, and it will take about eight days to repair it, so don't be surprised why I didn't close the door when you pass by............"

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Universe, some unknown asteroid.

Star-Lord, who escaped from Xandal Prison with Rocket Raccoons and Treants Groot, is selling the Igo Photo Book around the target location with his backpack.

He's going to make money, and he's short of money right now.

Because of the prison escape, his spaceship was not able to sail away.

This time, he not only didn't earn a penny, but put all the wife he had saved into it.

But fortunately, he still has "Igo Photo Book".

This thing is simply a nirvana for some specific groups in the universe, and if it weren't for the fear of the Sandals finding out, Star-Lord wouldn't have sold it in such a small place.

"Dude, hey dude............"

With Groot's freshly copied photo album, Star-Lord, who plans to make his first pot of gold by selling this thing, has another target on it.

A ............ that is almost bare-chested and bare-breasted Well, spiritual old man.

The people who came to this place were all good at this one, and Star-Lord had investigated it very well in advance.

Ignoring the spirited old man's already gray temples, he forcibly climbed the peer Star-Lord to reveal a corner of "Iago's Photo Book".

"Authentic and unique, high-quality goods, do you want it?"

"Oh? How much? "The old man was as interested as Star-Lord thought.

"This can be regarded as a lonely book, and there is not much inventory............

"Then let's go out and talk about it." The old man smiled and stuffed the photo album back into Star-Lord's arms, put his arms around his shoulders and walked out.

Star-Lord didn't care, just because the old man was afraid of a competitor.

Na Cheng thought, just walked to the corner of the dark alley, the smiling old man suddenly began to turn his face, kicked him in the ass and kicked him to the ground.

“？？？！！！！”

"It's not you—" Before Star-Lord could scold, the old man's punches and kicks were already coming.

“****！！！”

"What the are you doing?!"

"Lao Tzu is Igo, what do you say I'm doing? Yes?! "Igo, who is not angry, beats people without mercy.

"How the hell is you such a rebel!"

"Still fucking selling Lao Tzu's naked photo !!"

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