Warlock of the Marvel Universe

The relationship between this boy and the goddess is indeed unusual. After seeing Hela holding Evanson under her arm, Malik became more and more sure of his suspicion.

Because in his concept, this kind of action is a very intimate action. Even if Asgardians are bold and bold, the difference between men and women still needs to be more careful.Of course, there is another possibility, that is, the goddess is so angry that she is on the verge of losing her mind and no longer cares about the differences between men and women.

But Malik thinks this possibility is slim to none.Because Evanson has just helped the goddess develop a group of followers of his own. With this kind of credit, the goddess is not happy yet, so how can she be angry? Therefore, such an intimate gesture must be a reward from the superior to the subordinates. .But even so, to be given such a commendation means that their relationship is definitely unusual.

That must be it. Look at that boy who is totally out of shape now. He actually dares to talk to the goddess with his neck crooked. Can this be a normal relationship with such a casual expression?

"I said you really don't have the strength in your hands." Evanson tilted his neck and groaned. To be honest, he didn't want to be like this. This wasn't because Hela clamped his neck just now and made him stiff. Well, now it hurts whenever I move. "Isn't it just a matter of dressing up? How could you be so cruel?"

"This is not a matter of dressing up. I asked you to develop believers, but you found me such a baby bear." Hela stared at him and looked very dissatisfied. "And he actually dared to wear fur. I hate it when others are wearing fur." I’m wearing fur in front of me.”

"Uh-oh." This long-term pain is not as good as a short-term pain. Evanson gritted his teeth and closed his eyes before bringing his neck back with a click, and then rubbed his face fiercely. Alas, he didn't expect that Hela's arm was under the It actually tastes good, damn it tastes like spicy beef.

This made me say nothing, and I felt hungry when I smelled it. Could it be that this is a different kind of beauty?

"You hate fur. I thought Asgardians all liked this kind of clothing." Evanson shook his neck hard twice, and suddenly felt a lot more comfortable.However, Hela's dislike of fur surprised him, because for martial people, eating their flesh and sleeping on their skin was a heroic custom. He remembered that Sif had a thick fur cloak.

Moreover, when she was stranded on Earth, she never forgot about that bearskin mat and took it with her when she left.It is said that if the people from S.H.I.E.L.D. hadn’t stopped her in time, she would have gone to the Siberian wilderness to survive and hunt bears. She almost became the woman dominating the top of the food chain in the wilderness. If she could easily open a live broadcast room , I really don’t know how many fans can gain in an instant.

"Opposition exists at all times. Back then, I was the founder of Asgard's Anti-Fur Association, and the person who held all the positions of president, vice-president, and member."

Evanson rolled his eyes, you might as well just say that you were the only one in that association back then.

"And I had already made a decision at that time. The first decree I would make after ascending the throne was to completely abolish fur throughout Asgard and its territories."

No wonder your rebellion failed back then. It turns out that in addition to the gap in strength, there was also an unpopular reason.

"So wearing fur in front of me is a great disrespect." Hela glanced at Malik who was kneeling below. "Fortunately, he is wearing bearskin. If anyone dares to wear wolfskin, Fenrir is here." , I would have stabbed him to death with a sword."

The demon wolf Fenrir is Hela's brother in the legend of Norse mythology, but this is obviously nonsense.But the relationship between Hela and Fenrir is indeed as close as brothers, because Fenrir is Hela’s crotch mount.

Hela was once a general who charged into battle, and the closest things to her were the comrades beside her and the mount on her hip.She and her soldiers have established a bond that transcends life and death, and they can trust the magic wolf with all their hearts, and they have even reached the point of being connected.

Perhaps it is for this reason that Hela, who is a mount control, is so disgusted with fur products.If your mount dies, wearing its skin on your body to show that it is still with you is simply an act of incompetence and cowardice.For me, death cannot separate us

"This is an oversight on my part." Evanson didn't expect Hela to control the mount to such an extent. "But you, too, have no requirements for the clothing of your followers. I can only make my own decisions."

"What a quibble as usual." Although this was the second time they met, Hela was still very impressed by Evanson's skill in speaking. "This is entirely your responsibility, why do you do such unnecessary things?" If you didn’t make them dress up like this out of necessity, things wouldn’t be happening now.”

"I'm really sorry. But this is an indispensable preparation for the ceremony." Evanson retorted, "The strong preparation before the ceremony and other tedious processes are all indispensable etiquette."

"Note that this so-called etiquette is not to please you, but to consolidate your authority. The more preparations before the ceremony, the more solemn the ceremony will be. The more complicated the etiquette between the upper and lower, then the higher and lower will The difference becomes more obvious, so this etiquette is not polite to you, but emphasizes their respective classes and reminds them not to forget their duties at all times."

"Humph, you think I really don't understand this." Hela snorted coldly. "Etiquette is class. You think I don't understand this truth. I just don't bother to do it."

"I am not those stupid kings in the mortal world, let alone those gods imagined by humans. I am the goddess who brings death to the world. I have absolute power, which means that I have absolute authority. I don't need it at all. All that boring stuff to solidify something.”

"Just keep it simple. Kneel down to me or die. There's no need to make it so complicated."

"Then are you tired? Show your absolute power when you have nothing to do. Are you tired of emphasizing your authority to others when you have nothing to do?" Evanson sighed and said, "If you don't want to do that, you can only let those boring people Something that invisibly reminds others of your authority all the time."

It's like some people say that as long as the emperor holds military power, he has absolute authority, and everything else doesn't matter.But you can't drag your soldiers out to parade every day, and the country can't fight every day.So I had to use the etiquette that would not consume anything, but would remind everyone of their class all the time.

"Moreover, mystery is also indispensable for gods. You must always maintain an enigmatic and unpredictable appearance. Once you leak the bottom and are seen through, other people will be in awe of you. There will definitely be a relative reduction.”

"Oh, you know these things quite well." Hela pouted. As a god, he was taught how to be a god by a mortal. This was really a wonderful experience.

"Are you questioning my expertise?" Evanson looked very unhappy and said solemnly, "I am a professional who has taken a correspondence course in system theory."

Encyclopedia of Warlock Spells, Outline of Professional Conduct for Warlocks, Paper No. 003, on how to be a successful magician.

"Okay, okay." Hela rolled her eyes helplessly, but she suddenly smiled, "Since you emphasize etiquette so much, then I also

It’s good to accept advice with an open mind. She straightened her posture, raised her head slightly and said to Evanson, "Then you come to see me. Are you going to use the bow we agreed on, or are you going to kneel down like last time." "

Evanson's expression froze. I won't jump out of this hole I dug even if I am exhausted. "Okay, don't lift the pot, okay? I told you last time that it wasn't me who wanted to kneel down. Then That's it." Evanson rolled his eyes and urgently thought about the reason he used last time. "Oh, by the way, last time my clothes were too big and I accidentally stepped on them and tripped."

Evenson felt panicked when he mentioned this. In order not to kneel down, he had the rare strength to fight Hela for 300 rounds last time. He finally got people's recognition that he didn't have to kneel down, but in the end he was exhausted and just stood up. His legs fluttered and he knelt down.

"And you see, I gave you an extra-large gift last time. It's definitely not appropriate for you to come back, so I might as well just pay for it this time."

"Hmph." Hela sneered twice, but she didn't hold back.Although she accepted Evanson's words, her concept has not changed. Moreover, she does not like to care about people who are recognized by her.

"Forget it, I'd better take a look at the group of believers you've found for me first." Hela turned around and looked at Malik below.Evanson whispered, "This is the leader of the family I told you last time, and the girl next to him is his daughter, and I am training him to serve as the executioner of this organization."

"Executioner, interesting." Hela couldn't help but glance at Stephanie.Then she took steps to walk down.

"What are you doing?" But before Hela could lift her feet, Evanson hurriedly stepped forward and stopped her. "I just said that God must remain mysterious. Did you really not understand or were you pretending not to understand?" Understand"

Evanson said in an angry tone, "If it weren't for the purpose of winning their hearts, letting them face you directly this time would be an act of transgression. How can you go down and stand at the same level as them?" on the ground, and let them hear your voice.”

Of course, there is the most important thing that Evanson didn't say. You are now covered in oil and twists that still smell of seasoning, and there is a stain on your cloak. I dare you to use it to wipe your mouth all the time, right? If you keep going like this, let people see clearly. Let alone strengthening your faith, this is directly the collapse of your faith at full level, okay?

"Transgression." Hela tasted this for a moment, then raised her finger and pointed at Evanson. "What you just did can be considered transgression."

"No, no, no," Evanson shook his head repeatedly and said, "What I just said was admonishment."

"Then what do you think we should do now?" Hela clasped her hands in a condescending manner to Malik below, but at the same time she asked Evanson.

"First of all, you have to get a throne here." As soon as Evanson finished speaking, Hela waved her hand, and several big swords flew over at the same time, pieced together into a dark throne. Hela sat down with majesty. Go up "and then"

"Then, just stay like this and don't move. If you have anything to say, just let me pass it on. There is no need to talk to them directly."

Hela nodded, her lips parted slightly, and Evanson shouted loudly to the people below, "The goddess thinks that you have shown enough respect, so please stay flat."

"Thank you Goddess for your grace." Hearing these words, Malik felt like he was being pardoned. After all, he had always been pampered, and he was not too young. To have him kneel on such a hard rock ground for so long was really unbelievable. It was too much suffering.

He staggered when he stood up, but fortunately Stephanie was quick to catch him.What a noble goddess this is. As a mortal, I can only crawl on the ground and am not even qualified to listen to her voice.

Then he looked at Evanson with some envy and even a hint of jealousy. After you steal my job, I will be the one to send a message for the goddess. If you want to do the job for all the ministers, it must be me.

"The goddess is very satisfied with your willingness to abandon your wrong beliefs and convert to the true God, and has decided to reward you."

"Ah" after hearing this, Malik and others immediately knelt down again. This time the person was much more reliable than the original one. But Hela looked at Evanson blankly. The words just now were not what I said. " What are you doing?"

Evanson turned his head and said in a low voice, "This is the first time you meet, so you should give me a little gift. Otherwise, how can you make people follow you wholeheartedly?"

"I also rewarded them as a meeting gift." Hela raised her eyebrows. "You didn't even bring a sacrifice when you came to see me, and you asked me to reward them."

"Sacrifice should be offered by believers on their own initiative. God will directly take care of things if the price is very low."

"I don't care." Hela tilted her head to the side very unreasonably. I just ate the last piece of food reserves. If you don't renew it for me, no one will be able to live well.

But Evanson persuaded her back with just one word, "Don't worry. Do you think I will be as careless as them? I'll carry it with you, and I'll put it down for you when they can't see you later. That's enough." You’ll use it until you get out of jail.”

"Well." Hela's expression immediately changed from anger to joy, and she even licked the corner of her mouth with her tongue happily. "As a monarch, you should accept advice with humility. If you want to reward me, then reward me. Bring pure water and gas tanks." Alright"

Evanson nodded, "And this time I've added a few more flavors to make sure you'll enjoy it."

"Yeah," Hela almost laughed out loud, but what no one expected was that she suddenly raised her hand and threw a flying sword, hitting Stephanie right in the heart.

Everyone present was shocked, even Evanson was stunned.Malik rushed over directly, but saw that not a drop of blood flowed from Stephanie's body, and the flying sword suddenly broke into particles and merged into Stephanie's body.

"Thank you, Goddess, for your gift." After a brief fright, Stephanie found that the place where she was stabbed by the sword didn't hurt. Instead, after the sword integrated into her body, she suddenly had more thoughts in her mind. With a glimmer of enlightenment, I suddenly felt that I had become one with the sword.

"What are you doing?" Evanson asked confused.

"It's nothing." Hela leaned on the seat next to her. "I just gave that little girl some of my swordsmanship. It was just the level commonly used in my army back then. Why are you looking at me like that?"

"Haha." The corner of Evanson's mouth twitched. "The reward I just mentioned was just a couple of nice words to praise them. You actually gave me something real."

This is strange. Everyone I know is more generous to others, but they are more picky towards themselves. Does this mean that life is like a mirror, when you pick at it, it will also Will dig at you.

Evanson shook his head and had no choice but to continue, "The goddess has given her grace. Stephanie has been promoted to the noble Helagar and became a member of the goddess' army, so you should feel honored for this glorious grace."