Marvel Magic Event Book

Phoenix's flattery was a bit embarrassing, and although it was a genuine tribute to Salomon's predecessor's exploits, it was still a bit hard for him to swallow.Salomon easily changed the topic to counting the materials for casting spells. Phoenix knew the contents of his dimensional bag very well, and it also had the authority to open the magic lock on the dimensional bag.

"There is a tube of live spiders missing, and only a few small spider legs are left." It said, "But I'm not sure if it was taken away by your pet cat. After all, since you can no longer use them, you have It’s been a long time since I’ve fed those live spiders. I remember you once put together a sketch of a spider and an alchemy doll…”

"In other words, the parchment in the dimensional bag is not because it was lost, but because I forgot to take it out from the study, right?" Salomon took a deep breath, although the burning smell in the fairy palace Most of it dispersed, but a small amount still broke into his lungs - just like his mood, he felt like he smelled the burning smell of his heart.

"Yes." Phoenix nodded in a relaxed tone, "I don't think you need to worry about the attitudes of the two witches. After all, with your status, it is easy to get several concubines, even if the two witches and The relationship between Beeches (Queen of Sheba)..."

"Phoenix..."

"Huh?" It tilted its head, its long feathers swaying.

"Shut up, at least don't say that in front of the witch."

"But they're not here, MyLord." Phoenix muttered, a little worried about his master's mental state.

"That's not OK."

Sif came to Salomon's room carrying a large plate with fruits and meat.She thoughtfully thought about the fact that there was no dinner after the funeral, and she did not see the mystic in the tavern. Sif thought that Salomon must be hungry and needed food now.

Behind her were Volstagg and Fandral, but they were not as impressive as they usually looked.After the mystic ordered them to sit down, even Volstagg didn't touch the meat on the plate.They were like a few dirty stray dogs, their armor still bearing the marks of earlier battles.

"Thor went to the dungeon." After a while, Sif spoke first, "He told Loki about the Queen of Heaven, and he wanted to ask Loki for help... Thor hopes that you and Loki can put it down for the time being. The grievances in the atrium, joining forces to fight against the dark elves. He originally wanted to come and tell you in person, but he can't leave now..."

"Hurry up and agree, don't be such a bitch..." Volstagg didn't know that his words attracted the eyes of all the participants.He scratched his shaggy red curly beard, and the dried blood of the dark elf soldiers fell like dust from his casually styled mane, making the floor cleaned by the Asgard maid dirty again. "Revenge for the Queen of Heaven is the most important thing." He said, "I see that you are also a warrior. You should understand how important this matter is. If you and Loki have a score to settle, you can settle it with Loki after the battle. He counted one on one. I promise you, I will never tell anyone else. If Loki died at your hands, even if the All-Father asked me, I would say Loki died at the hands of the Dark Elves. What? In this way, as long as you help me, I, Volstagg, owe you a favor. What do you want me to do then..."

"Okay, you glutton, we're here to discuss tactics." Fandral quickly covered Volstagg's mouth, and then let go in disgust.He wiped his hands on his clothes - there was everything in Volstagg's beard, not only the blood of the dark elves, but also... Is this butter?

Lying to the All-Father is tantamount to committing treason, and given Vostagg's reckless temperament, he may actually lie to repay the favor.Fandral, who still had some sense, quickly interrupted Vostagg's increasingly outrageous assurances. Otherwise, it would be bad if Salomon really made a condition or one of the arcane mage and Loki really died. He could I don't want Asgard to break with its allies in Midgard.

At least not now, he has been exposed to a lot of Asgard's secrets recently.After the death of Queen Frigga, the All-Father was handing over some administrative responsibilities to the new gods of their generation, and Fandral and Sif knew best.Asgard had more secrets than he thought, and only guys like Volstagg, who only knew how to eat and fight, didn't care at all.

"I promise." The mystic mage said expressionlessly, "Loki has paid the price. Asgard only needs to send an official letter. This matter has been delayed for a long time and has not been completed. Sif, why not You go find Heimdall (Sif and Heimdall are brother and sister) and ask him to issue a certificate—certificate that Loki was sentenced to life imprisonment, so that I can also explain to Karma Taj."

"I will." Sif nodded, "If it weren't for the invasion of the dark elves, this matter would have been solved soon. Now we have to talk about the ether particles...here, except for the father of the gods, I'm afraid No one can understand ether particles better than you, a wizard... The Great God needs time to grieve, and we dare not disturb the Father of the Gods, so we can only come to you."

"Okay, listen carefully." Salomon suddenly started giving lectures, "About ether particles, the role of the fifth overhead element..."

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"Aren't you really sad, Loki?" Thor stood in front of the dungeon barrier. He had a solemn tone that was different from his previous attitude in front of the throne stairs.Although the bodies have been removed, the smell of blood in the dungeon has not dissipated, and his only audience still seems to have an attitude that it has nothing to do with him. "She is also your mother." Thor glanced at Loki, who still had his back turned to him. "If you want to say anything, you can ask the guards to inform me... You know, we are a family."

"Maybe." Even though there was enough light in the dungeon room, when Loki turned around, Thor saw a lingering shadow on his brother's face, like a thin light black veil. "You can leave." Loki said in a cold tone, "You don't need to care here. The future king of Asgard, I am just a little prisoner..."

"Loki!" Thor's roar exploded like thunder. "She is your mother! Don't you have any love for her in your heart?"

"So what?" A chuckle came, as frivolous and harsh as Loki's usual laughter after playing pranks.The God of Mischief walked closer with his hands behind his back. Thor clearly saw Loki's face, and the shadow disappeared - although his face was full of smiles, the tear stains reflected the light and were extremely eye-catching, "I What can be done here, dear brother? You should know that I am a prisoner now."

"You can take revenge."

"Me?" Loki seemed to have heard something funny. He banged on the dungeon barrier and burst into hysterical laughter.He bent over with laughter and kept coughing, "Ahem...are you cursing the dark elves in the cell? I have never learned to curse. If you let me learn..."

"No, Loki." Thor said calmly, "In the way of a warrior, in the way of Frigga's son."

"what?"

"so."

Thor slammed Thor's hammer onto the dungeon barrier, and the light curtain shattered under the terrifying force.Loki's eyes widened, he couldn't believe Thor would do such a thing.Thor grabbed Loki's hand - the vision disappeared, and the God of Mischief remained in the corner of the cell with his hair disheveled.

"How is it? Isn't it terrible?" The messy-haired God of Mischief laughed miserably, "Are you satisfied? The alarm in the dungeon has sounded. What are you going to do? Or are you going to just leave it like this? Take me out?"

"At least your blood is not cold." Thor glanced at him, strode forward, and lifted Loki up from the ground, "I will ask the Father of the Gods that you also kneel down. Just once...you are Frigga's child, you have the right to revenge. Loki, let us recover the blood debt from the dark elves!"