"Frigga, what do you think Hela thinks about this?"

Asgard, Dormitory.

After bathing, Odin put on a gold-rimmed robe symbolizing the supreme kingship of Asgard under the service of his wife, sighed, and asked.

There was melancholy between his eyebrows.

According to what he knew about his daughter, if it was an ordinary person, it would be the treatment of stabbing the kidney with two knives, but Hela did not say anything to Beckett, which was the source of Odin's sense of crisis.

When a woman shows an extraordinary attitude towards a man, the stories that can happen in this are intriguing enough.

What's more, Odin is also an old man who has come from this age, how can he not understand what this means.

Although Hela is not showing affection for Beckett now.

"I think Hela should be more unconvinced by the son of Sanos."

Thinking of how Hela had complained to herself about Beckett, Frigga paused, and followed Odin's meaning to say her understanding.

"Before meeting Beckett, Hela was a smooth sail and had never suffered a single defeat. But after meeting Beckett, she was hit by Beckett again and again, and her attitude towards him in her heart would naturally change. ”

"Just like I used to be."

Frigga glanced at Odin, and her beautiful eyes were like water, so that Odin unconsciously embraced her.

"You're saying that Hela is you and Beckett is me?" With his wife in his arms, Odin's thoughts obviously returned to the past.

The hairy boy who was under the protection of King Pol also had a time when he was young and frivolous.

Especially when he met Frigga in Warnerheim, known as the first mage of the Warner Protoss.

It is a romantic family history that belongs to Odin alone, and it is also an epic of years that can be sung and cried.

"No, there is no way for Beckett to be you, the king of the Nine Realms." Sniffing the scent of her husband's freshly bathed body, Frigga rested her head on Odin's shoulder, her red lips lightly opened, and her eyebrows and eyes smiled.

Odin didn't speak, but his arm gradually slid down, gently wrapping his arms around Friga's slender waist.

[Unification, the king of the Nine Realms? 】

"Friggya, you're still so tactful."

With his bearded chin gently rubbing his wife's smooth forehead, Odin closed his eyes and began to understand in his heart.

"Who made you the king of the word, Odin." Frigga looked up, smiling, slender fingers slipping down Odin's chest all the way to the west.

Gently and slowly wipe and re-pick~

Outside the window, the catkins are flying, and the lonely sycamores are even drizzling.

In the hibiscus tent, flying up and down to find ~

By dusk, there were only bits and pieces left.

will rest, add three glasses and two light wines, and live up to the beautiful scenery.

………………………………………… I'm a good boy divider......................................................

Rainbow Bridge.

Under the watchful eye of the gatekeeper Heimdall, the group led by the Supreme Mage Agamotto gradually walked out of the colorful streamer.

Beckett, with his hands crossed around his chest and an orange cat on his shoulders; The Other with the Mind Gem Scepter in her arms, and Hela with horror in her eyes.

The Egyptian pharaoh Menes was not qualified to register in Asgard and had returned to his Egypt to continue work on the pyramids; The robot cat Wox also turned into a bracelet and returned to Beckett's right wrist, calculating how to build a spaceship capable of transversing space under Beckett's orders.

"Why did Heimdall respond to you?"

The moment she stood in Asgard, Hela asked Agomoto about her doubts, and her eyes looked at Heimdall with both hands on the hilt of her sword.

The Asgardian goalkeeper wouldn't open the Rainbow Bridge easily, but what about Agomoto?

"Your father and I have known each other for a long time."

Agamotto smiled and raised his hand to greet the expressionless Heimdall, who was stunned for a moment by his familiar appearance.

"Agamotto, Odin is waiting for you at the palace."

Heimdall's unemotional words interrupted Hela's desire to continue asking, and Agamotto smiled and turned his gaze sideways to the silent Beckett, "Do you want to come along, Beckett?" ”

"I refuse."

Beckett also refused in a cold voice. The Other with the Mind Gem Scepter in his arms nodded wildly behind him.

"Gone The Other, it's time for us to go back."

Having recovered the Elemental Devourer with the Reality Gem hidden in its body, there was no longer any reason to convince him to stay here. The ship was moored on the other side of the Rainbow Bridge, waiting for his return.

"Are you sure?" Agamotto raised an eyebrow in surprise.

It seems that Beckett did not yet know the seriousness of the matter.

Odin can see the [Forced Kiss] incident clearly in the dark dimension.

Beckett's footsteps did not stop in the slightest, and he passed by Hela.

The sunset on the horizon is like blood, staining the world red.

"In that case, let's go Hela." For the Valhalla Circle, which belonged to Hela's army to succeed, it needed not only the wisdom of his Agamotto, but also the divinity of death engraved in Hela's soul.

"Hmm."

Hella buried her doubts and curiosity about Agamotto, glanced at Becket's departing back, and was filled with excitement as the Supreme Mage walked towards the palace.

"Huh?"

After Hela left, the expressionless gatekeeper Heimdall seemed to have seen some unexpected sight, and a rare trace of doubt appeared on the cheeks of the iceberg that had not changed for thousands of years.

Where the ship is moored.

When Beckett arrives with a delighted The Other, he finds a man standing in what should be an empty mooring.

A woman who once had a relationship with Beckett.

Queen Asgard, Hela's mother, and the wisest mage of the Nine Realms, Friggia.

"See you again, Beckett."

Dignified and decent demeanor, graceful and luxurious bearing.

Friggia's actions and words reveal a temperament like a spring breeze.

"Hela's, Mother?"

Beckett raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, and his body muscles tensed subconsciously.

"Don't be nervous, I have no ill will."

Frigga smiled and signaled that Beckett had no ill intentions: "I just came to ask you, how do you feel about Hela?" ”

"What does it feel?"

"What do you feel like?"

Beckett frowned when he heard this, and the doubts that had condensed between his eyebrows clearly fell into Friggya's eyes.

"So, in other words, what do you think of Hela?" Frigga changed the question.

"Not good." This time, Beckett replied quickly.

“…………”

"But I don't think that's how you get along with each other." Friggia's referential appearance was even more confusing to Beckett.

[In terms of feelings, it seems to be much more reliable than the former Odin. 】

The confused Beckett was undoubtedly labeled as an "honest man" by Friggia.

Treating Hella as her own, she naturally doesn't want to be a person who may become Hela's husband in the future, and she is a big carrot.