"Please, aren't you hungry?" Ermelo II smiled and pushed the burger in front of him, and Thor touched his deflated belly, finally blushing.

"I ......" Sol is also the prince of the God's Domain, and when he wanted to talk to the wizard in front of him just now, his stomach made such a loud noise, which made Sol feel a little rude.

"Let's eat, we can talk while we eat, and ...... A case of beer! Ermelo II said to the waiter with a smile, elegantly dividing his steak with a knife and fork and putting them together.

"Okay!" Thor nodded, looking at the sumptuous food in front of him—steaks, burgers, scallion frittles, tacos.................. He felt the diversity of the earth's cuisine, and he didn't feel a little gratified.

"Ahh..................h

"You say you're demoted?" The hem of the red garment fluttered slightly, and Ermelo II was a little incredulous, "Because of the unauthorized attack on Joseheim, well, those frost giants?" ”

"Yes, I led the people to fight against them, and there were no casualties, and we also achieved important results, I don't know......" Thor's thick arms slapped the table, his face full of grief and indignation, "Why do you want to degrade me?" I'm not wrong! His fur almost stood up, roaring as powerful as a lion, and the loud sound spread throughout the restaurant, as if it was about to cause something unnecessary, Webber slightly hooked his fingers, and the fluctuations that could not be seen by humans emitted out, blocking all sounds at once, leaving only space for himself and Thor.

"Son of the God King, it seems that you are in a good mood!" Webb knocked on the table, and Thor calmed down, in a pang of remorse.

"Right...... I'm sorry, I'm so excited right now that I can't even control my emotions! Thor smiled wryly, looking out at the near-gray space, his expression of surprise.

"You Norse gods have always been impatient, and we envoys know all about magic, but ......" Ermelo II lowered his head, most of the information was no different from the Norse gods he knew, the same brave and aggressive, the same bold and energetic, but the only difference was that Odin in this world was so calm. You must know that in the world of their type moon origin, even if Odin has the so-called eyes containing infinite wisdom, his nature is still the same brave and aggressive, and he does not have the slightest appearance of weighing the pros and cons, revealing the character of the Vikings in reality at a glance, "Your father is a little different!" ”

"I've heard my mother say that my father did this when he was young, and he took it with him...... I'm talking too much! Thor closed his mouth, he was aggressive and brave, but he was definitely not stupid, his words just now had revealed a lot of information, even if the wizard in front of him had no malicious intent, but some of these wizards were not even weaker than their Asgardian gods, which has been proven from ancient times to the present.

"Okay, I guess I understand!" Ermelo II nodded slightly, he knew what Odin meant, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, "I can't help you with this, you need to find it yourself!" ”

"Can you give me a hint?" Thor slapped the table, shaking off the pile he had just eaten, his eyes filled with eagerness.

"Find your own courage and protection, what you should have as a king!" Webber stood up, dust falling from his fingers, "I'll watch you in the dark until you find your heart." ”

"Belong...... My heart? Thor clutched his chest, his face very tangled, and he silently walked out of the hotel with a complicated face facing the figure of Ermelo II.

"I'll settle the bill...... Webber looked at the waiter who had been standing for a long time, and took out his wallet with a smile.

"I'll do it!" A man in black, who looked very strong, walked up to Webber's side, took out a card and gently swiped it across the machine, bowed to Ermelo II, and then stood straight in place.

"Hah...... I know! Webb looked to the end of the hotel not far away, and Coulson, who was in a suit and leather shoes, walked slowly, with a professional smile on his face, shaking his clothes.

"Mr. Ermeiro!" Coulson took Ermelo II's hand, "It seems that we will cooperate sincerely in the future!" ”

"Maybe!" Webber was noncommittal, shrugged his shoulders, and made a helpless look, "At least that's all we can do!" "This time the matter is led by S.H.I.E.L.D., and the Carlos Council is not easy to meddle in.

"That couldn't be better!" Coulson took out the phone and connected to Director Nick's communication, "Director, we ........................" walked to a remote place, and reported the situation in a very small but very clear voice.

"Keep searching!" Webb heard Nick's screaming on the satellite phone and folded his arms like a playmaker.

"Anyway.................." Coulson stood still, looking at Ermelo II with a solemn look in his eyes, "are we really doing nothing?" There was a hint of skepticism in his tone.

"Fate will always come, you can't resist it, you can only accept it!" Ermelo II spoke in a language that ordinary people could not understand, "You just have to hold your own research base. ”

"And Mr. Ermelo, where are you going soon?" Coulson asked in a low voice, his eyes scanning the surroundings.

"I live around here!" Webber was shaken by Coulson's nervous attitude, and he put on his sunglasses, as if he had immediately become a different person, and a strange aura permeated Coulson's face.

"That's right." When Webb turned around, he suddenly waved his arm, "There's one thing I can tell you......"

"What's the matter?" Coulson struggled to shake off the strange aura that was lingering in his mind, and he became a little manic, "What to pay attention to?" ”

"Actually, if you want to insist that magic is technology, it's okay to say that Mjolnir, Thor's hammer, in the scientific point of view, is actually the so-called rune technology!" Webb's words swirled around Coulson's mind.

"Hmm!" Coulson looked up and looked in the direction of the voice, but didn't see a person, "What about people?" He rubbed his temples, a wave of helplessness.