The faint morning light leaped down the golden rooftops of Asgard and landed on the sleek, bright helmets of the tall guards around the square, laughing and playing like children, sliding down the broad armour, weaving between horses' hooves and wet mud-stained shoes, and then, with the same enthusiasm as the Asgardians, jumped into the water of the fountain, and was tossed high along the mouth of the fountain.

The burly warrior fell from mid-air, was caught by his comrades, and then tossed again in cheers, and when the young warriors turned their heads, the goddesses in long white dresses put jugs and fruit baskets on their heads, and made their way through the crowd like fish, smiling and greeting all the guests, and placing garlands on their arms on people's heads.

The cascading buildings in the distance have the quaint flavor of ancient Asgard, when the glorious Golden Palace had not yet been built, and the people of Asgard made a living from boats, piling castles out of earth, neatly arranging tiles on roofs, and hoisting their flags under wooden window frames.

The architecture of interstellar civilizations that can travel through the universe rarely retains such a primitive and simple atmosphere, and most civilizations have already simplified all unnecessary elements in countless iterations of technology, that is, they are paying for their weak flesh, while the Protoss does not.

So it was a spectacle to the guests, as many of the inhabitants of Asgard still lived in brick houses, and the wooden doors creaked open, but the countless crowded houses piled up on the skyline showed a sense of order.

The morning light flowed between the roofs, and the tavern owner who was hanging the end of a string of colored flags on the eaves felt a regular vibration from the ladder under his feet.

"Da-da-da, da-da-da, da-da-da."

The sound of horses' hooves came from afar, and a pair of knights in splendid armor galloped from the end of the alley, the leader wearing a two-horned helmet and holding a high flagpole, the top of which the banner of Asgard fluttered in the wind.

The children imitated the posture of the knights, running through the flow of people, listening to the laughter and scolding of those behind them, and the low horns coming from afar.

Standing on the watchtower in front of Asgard, the trumpeter put down the huge horn in his hand, turned his head to look at the flocks of white doves flying on the skyline, and the white birds flapped their wings, swept over people's heads, attracted everyone's attention, and then flapped their wings again and flew to the highest point of the Asgard building.

On the highest balcony facing the square, Sif wore a silver Asgardian gown, made of delicate silver fabric that shimmered throughout, covered with thin light armor from the side of her neck to her chest, a long skirt with a thin chain drape on her hips, her long hair tied up, and a wreath of white flowers on her head.

Then he stretched out his hand to let the white dove land on her arm, and took a branch from the white bird's beak, turned to Thor and said, "This is the blessing of the World Tree, and Badr is greeting us." ”

"He's my eldest brother, and of course I should accept his kindness." Thor took the branch and pinned it to the lock around his waist, Thor was dressed in an intricate suit of armor, lined with dark red sturdy cotton, and the fish-scale armor on his chest had dark patterns created by the dwarves after countless tempering, the belt wrapped around his lean waist, and the top of the leg armor was a halo made of three pieces of silk, and below it was a fishbone polished into a diamond shape.

Instead of wearing a helmet, Thor wore his blonde hair down and a special crown on top of his head, which was inlaid with nine different gems from different races in the nine kingdoms, symbolizing the unity of the nine realms.

Sif held the scepter, but instead of holding a sword, Thor held a long piece of cloth that almost fell to the ground in one hand, and on which a fat fish was outlined with a special dye.

It is an integral part of the traditional Asgardian wedding, where young sailors will catch the strongest and fattest fish for their lovers, which is the best gift of love, and if the girl accepts the courtship, she will wear the bones left over from cooking into jewelry and give them back to her suitors, and if she can have a fishbone necklace from her lover, she will be admired by all.

When they arrived in Asgard, the tradition was preserved, except that the fresh fish were replaced with fabrics with fish-shaped patterns.

Under the watchful eyes of the crowd of guests in the square and the inhabitants of Asgard in the streets, Thor picked up the piece of fabric and handed it to Sif who took the long piece of cloth and put one hand over Thor's chest, wrapped it around his back, and dropped a kiss on his cheek.

The crowd cheered enthusiastically, and Thor took Sif by the hand and raised the scepter in her hand as if he were his own, which meant that the god-king and god-queen would rule Asgard together as equals, becoming the father and mother of all the gods, defending against strong enemies like a nation on the outside and warm and harmonious on the inside.

Odin and Frigga also stood in the square, holding hands and watching the couple.

"Is this the end?" Odin muttered to himself, and then he replied to himself: "No, this is just the beginning, and when Thor truly becomes a father, he is just beginning to understand me. ”

"But he is not destined to follow the same path as you." Frigga turned to look at Odin's still sculpturally handsome face.

"There are a thousand ways for kings, but only one way for fathers." Odin looked at Thor and Siv on the balcony, and it was amazing that this mighty god king who had been powerful all his life was much more emotional in private, and he was almost in tears, but Frigga was more calm.

"First to have, then to guard, and finally reluctant to watch them leave, in the lonely years, guarding the memories to death, this is a father's life."

Loki watched the god-king and god-queen on the heights, watched them descend the platform, enter the crowd, and board the carriage to begin the procession.

"Maybe it's not that I can't have it, it's not that I can't protect it, it's just that leaving will destroy everything that will destroy me in the end, just thinking about it, I almost lose all my courage, I still think so, Thor's strength is that he dares to be the last to leave."

"Asgard is about to embark on a bigger stage, and one day, the World Tree will no longer be the fulcrum of the Nine Kingdoms, just like every child who grows up has to leave the arms of his parents."

On the second floor of the tavern next to the street, Strange leaned on the railing of the terrace, watching the crowd below cheer for the approaching royal carriage, he took a sip of wine, and then sighed: "In the long river of time, even the wisest king will turn to dust one day, but just like a father, the new life he leaves behind is the beginning of another journey." ”

"If you talk about marriage, you can't just talk about marriage, but also about society, responsibility, and humanity." On the high crate near the doorway of the inn stables, Stark listened to the commotion in the distance, took a sip of Asgard's spirits, and said, "And love and interest." ”

"I thought you only talked about love." Schiller leaned against the wall next to him, stubbornly holding a glass of red wine from Earth, and he looked up at Stark's brown eyes, the darkness that emerged from the bright blazing sunlight, as if melted into honey.

"Tony, you deliberately let Stephen use that untouched glass of wine to hint at me, when did he do his job, and if he wanted to go against me, why bother? I thought that after his arrival, your sensibilities would be worn out a little bit. ”

"You're wrong, we both think this is my sharpest weapon." Stark looked at Schiller with a smile and said, "It's not just you who likes Xiao En, it's a trait you all share, and despite your questioning tone, you're still flattered by my move of taking a step back, isn't it?" ”

Schiller tilted his head slightly, took a sip of wine, and said, "I don't mind letting myself be a little more worldly, to be glad that my friends are deliberately pleased, and this is also a part of my life, and I deserve to be enjoyed." ”

"You see, it's not just endless gains that will make you happy." Stark's tone was brisk as if he were telling a humorous story, and despite his cynicism, Iron Man was rarely truly relaxed, even less so by the man in his head.

But when the dew from the parade carriage splashed on his shoulders, he laughed lowly, his eyelashes shining through the cracks in the canopy like golden butterflies, and Schiller laughed along.

In the streets and alleys, burly warriors put their arms on each other's shoulders, arms overlapping to form a human wall, and rough and bold songs resounded over Asgard all night.

When the bonfire is lit, the goddesses, dressed in traditional Asgardian costumes, continue to flip their arms, raise their legs and carry the sides of their boots, and dance to celebrate the harvest, and the air currents from the long hair fluttering make the ashes of the flame dance as well.

Asgard's royalty, humans, and mutants, as well as Thanos, Star-Lord, and Rocket Raccoon, raised their glasses, and the foam at the top of the colliding glasses resembled a sparkling fountain in the morning light.

No matter how much conspiracy and calculation and interest exchange there are, it is not as good as the concentration and devotion to the celebration at this moment.

The enthusiasm from the crowd will eventually make a glass of intoxicating wine, so that all those who think they are cold and lonely cannot refuse this vulgar excitement to the end.

However, there was only one person missing from the crowd, and at this time, in the office of the dream school that resembled Hogwarts, the soul of Lelandra, the queen of the Xia Empire, leaned on Charles's side and wept silently.

"I'm only coming to you for the reform of the Xia Empire! At most, it's just for the crystal, take 10,000 steps back and say, nothing happened to us, right?! He's actually, he's actually ......"

"Okay, Leland, when you first combined, it was just the product of an exchange of interests, so why bother? The Xia Empire is still pointing at you. ”

"The Xia Empire?!" Lelandra raised her voice and said, "Fuck the empire!" I'm never going back! Whoever loves this queen should go! ”

"That's what you said, Your Majesty." Schiller smiled and walked out of the portal, still smelling of alcohol, apparently just coming out of the celebration.

Lelandra looked up and glared at him, and Charles sighed helplessly.

As soon as Lelandra turned his head, he saw Magneto's dead face that had not changed for thousands of years, and the demon girl who had just walked out from behind Magneto.

The thief of the country? The Hou steals the country!

(End of chapter)