Knight of the Ring in American comics

After the battle, Odin held a grand banquet in the palace on the grounds that Thor had awakened his divine power.

Crowe used hundreds of excuses to get rid of Volstagg and Fandral's wine barrel, which was as tall as a man. He didn't like the feeling of being hungover when he woke up the next day.

At this time, Crowe was hiding in a remote part of the hall. To be honest, he didn't like this kind of crowded scene, and there was a strong smell of alcohol in the air.

"Oh, I want to leave quickly. It seems like nothing good has ever happened here."

Crowe leaned against the wall, holding Bo Lu in his right hand and sighing constantly.

In order to prevent anyone from discovering that he was here, Crow also cast a dispersion and concealment spell on himself. Just now, the barbarian from Volstag passed by him holding two large wooden barrels and wine glasses, and said that he was going to find them. Clo.

"Why are you squatting here?"

Lorna curiously asked Crowe why this guy, as another protagonist of the party, was squatting on the wall with a bitter look on his face.

"Eh? Why weren't you misled by my spell?"

Crowe looked at Lorna in surprise, that shouldn't be the case, his spell hadn't expired yet, and Volstagg hadn't seen him just now.

"Spell? Oh, the magnetic field on your body keeps telling me that there is a dangerous guy here."

Lorna complained that she inherited Magneto's ability to control magnetic fields. Under the guidance of her professor and father, her control of abilities was not comparable to that of ordinary mutants.

"Tsk, the troublesome guy is here again. I'm going to hide somewhere else. Remember not to drink so much."

Crowe noticed that when Lorna was chatting with him, Volstagg and others also discovered Crowe's location and were now holding wine and preparing to come to him.

"If you don't want to drink, just say so. Although I don't think it will be helpful for them to say so."

Lorna took a sip of the fruit wine and gloated at Crowe who was being chased by the three warriors of Asgard.

After finally getting rid of the three guys, Crowe first re-enchanted himself, and then found himself running into a garden.

"Aren't you going to celebrate with them?"

A voice came into the ears of Crow, who was admiring the plants.

"Your Majesty Odin, I'm sorry to intrude here..."

"It doesn't matter, the plants here are planted here for people to appreciate."

Odin sat on a stone and motioned for Crow to sit next to him.

"Come, sit down, I think we can talk."

Crowe sat next to Odin and answered Odin's previous question.

"I guess I'm still not suitable for that kind of lively scene with many people."

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"In this regard, you are very similar to the current Master Gu Yi. She once said that you are a variable, and any choice you make will affect future changes."

Odin's one eye suddenly stared at Crowe with a strange look.

"Perhaps you can solve our Ragnarok troubles."

"Me? Your Majesty Odin, your joke is too exaggerated."

Crowe laughed at himself, saying that he didn't have the strength to compete with Hela, the goddess of death who uses Asgard as the source of her power, and the fire giant Surtur.

"Maybe in the future there will be a fool who will migrate to avoid Ragnarok."

"It is indeed possible, but the loss would be too great, and I don't think the leaders of Midgard will welcome our relocation."

Odin, who learned about Ragnarok from the prophecies, already knew how the story would end.

But he is too old now to fight against Hela, who is almost invincible by relying on Asgard, and Odin is full of guilt for his daughter Hela.

To be honest, Crowe is not involved in Asgard's family affairs. He even feels that this family ethics drama can be compared with the bloody drama of the Olympus god system next door.

"Put away your mind gem, maybe that can be the starting point for change."

Odin stood up and patted Crowe on the shoulder, turned around and left the garden, leaving Crowe still sitting on the stone staring blankly at the starry sky of Asgard.

"I would rather trade the Mind Stone for your Reality Stone."

Thor was so drunk at the banquet that he didn't even wake up until the next day. As a last resort, Crowe had no choice but to ask Sif to take him to the blacksmith in Asgard to repair the thin green.

"How much did that guy drink last night, so much so that he's still fast asleep now?"

"Saul was the hero of the party last night. When they couldn't find you, Big Beard and the others went to drink Sol one after another."

Lorna shrugged. As one of the spectators at last night's wine table fight, she was lucky enough to see a scene that was absolutely impossible to see on earth. Four muscular barbarians each held a large bucket of wine and drank each other's wine.

"This should be considered our daily behavior in Asgard. You people from Midgard should not be able to accept it."

Sif, who was leading the way, said helplessly that liquor and fighting are the two favorite things of Asgardians, and it is for this reason that Loki, who is good at planning and not good at fighting, will not attract everyone's attention.

"Okay, we're here. This is the most famous blacksmith shop in Asgard."

Sif, Chloe and Lorna stopped in front of a workshop. Just standing outside could feel the heat of the stove coming towards them.

"Just give them your weapons and they'll take care of everything for you."

Sif pointed to a person in front of the workshop and motioned for Crowe to hand over the weapon to him.

"Is it that simple?"

Crowe pulled out the thin green and handed it to the man, then turned around and asked Sif.

"I have prepared it for you in advance. They will return the sword to you in the afternoon. After all, you are our most distinguished guest in Asgard."

Sif said with a smile, after all, Crowe is tied with Thor. In the eyes of ordinary people, Crowe's strength is comparable to Thor, and he is more handsome than the prince.

"Stop teasing me. If that idiot could master the power of lightning from the beginning, I wouldn't be able to defeat him now."

"But they don't know that."

Sif pointed to a group of children playing next to them. They had put on a pair of wolf-head masks and were holding a wooden sword to imitate yesterday's battle.

Crowe was speechless. Sure enough, nothing good happened during his trip to Asgard.

"By the way, you have to teach me some skills when you go back. Especially the move you used to slash the air blade with your sword yesterday was so beautiful."

Lorna was also waving her hands, as if she wanted to chop out those dazzling air blades with her bare hands.

"I think it's better for you to use coins to make a railgun."

"What are you talking about? What electromagnetic gun?"

"I didn't say anything. I'll take you to a place to teach you when you get back."

Crowe changed the subject. If this girl learned the railgun, with Lorna's character, Crowe would be even more worried that his home would be gone in an instant.