Stupid Odin

The Aesir gods are all people who judge by appearance, and they naturally hate ugly male giants. But when Odin heard Mimir's words, he suddenly found this old giant with a crooked mouth, crooked eyes, and even a hunched back much more pleasing to the eye.

"Continue!" Odin commanded in an irrefutable tone.

Mimir braced himself, carefully choosing his words, hesitated again and again, and still continued: "The Aesir have no enemies. This is a good thing, and also a bad thing."

"How so?"

Mimir touched his slightly Mediterranean bald head and sighed: "With external enemies, the Aesir can still unite against them. Once there are no external enemies, some internal conflicts can't be suppressed."

"For example?"

Odin's single eye revealed an extremely aggressive gaze, as if his gaze could see through Mimir's chest and see through his heart. He also seemed to be warning how miserable Mimir was with only a head left.

Mimir's facial muscles twitched, he looked like he had a toothache, but he still contributed his wisdom: "King Thanes has not established a queen, nor has he made Balder, who has a purer bloodline, the crown prince, but he prefers the bastard in the eyes of the Aesir—the eldest son, Thor!"

Odin disdainfully said: "Those pure-blooded Aesir are old and useless. Except for a few goddesses who are passable, none of the others are powerful."

"They at least represent orthodoxy! When they make trouble, it's enough to distract King Thanes's energy! Making him ignore many things."

"Such as?"

"Giants! More frost giants! If, under your deliberate indulgence, Odin, the frost giants become numerous enough to form a country?"

Odin suddenly understood.

Why do the Aesir suppress and slaughter giants, killing one when they see one, or taking them for their own use?

But Thanes doesn't do this to humans?

To put it bluntly, it's because the frost giants are powerful enough to pose a certain threat to the Aesir!

Hearing this, Odin understood: "What else?"

"Also… I'm sorry, my lord, I haven't thought of anything for the time being." Mimir lowered his head guiltily, not daring to look Odin in the eye, fearing that Odin would see his attempt to slack off.

"Then go think! Within three days, I want to hear more constructive ideas from you."

"Yes." Mimir nodded in agreement with a bitter face.

Seeing Mimir leave, Odin couldn't suppress his excitement.

Thinking of himself ascending to the throne of the God-King, enjoying the worship of the gods and all the giants, he trembled with excitement.

That fragment of fate was too short, so short that Odin couldn't confirm many things.

This didn't prevent Odin from imagining what would happen if he were the God-King. Would Frigga become his queen, Freya become his lover, and even Balder, who had an excellent reputation among the gods, be destined to inherit his throne?

Thinking of this, Odin was first excited, and then an irrepressible anger surged from his heart.

"So, wouldn't that mean that my elder brother took my God-King throne, as well as my harem and my sons?"

Odin first felt extremely absurd, and gradually, he began to hypnotize himself, feeling that this was another true destiny of the world!

At this moment, his guilt towards his elder brother disappeared without a trace, as if it had never existed.

…

Coming out of Odin's pseudo-golden palace gate, Mimir was numb all over.

My ancestor!

Why did the Aesir have to encounter this kind of trouble?

Wouldn't it be good for everyone to coexist harmoniously?

No one understood the horror of Thanes better than the wise giant Mimir!

When other beings drink from the Well of Wisdom, it increases their upper limit of wisdom, but when Thanes drinks it, it purely increases his knowledge and experience. Thanes's wisdom has already surpassed the times.

Mimir, who guarded the Well of Wisdom back then, knew this very well, and he was even less optimistic about Odin.

Seeing that there was no one around, Mimir couldn't help but mutter: "Foolish Odin! With your wisdom, you want to fight against His Majesty the God-King?"

Mimir didn't seem to notice that on top of the pine tree next to him, two scarlet little eyes were staring at him intently.

"Huh? Why do I feel like I'm being watched?" Mimir, who was quite perceptive, looked towards the treetops, but didn't see anything: "Uh, I'm probably just overthinking it."

Two days later, giants appeared in the glacier again. In the eyes of others, Odin naturally attacked, riding his pegasus, holding his divine spear, and taking his only two capable sons, Hodr and Váli.

In Mimir's view, this was a rare opportunity!

Perhaps it was his last chance.

He didn't order any servants to follow him, and quietly left Odin's castle. He was determined that if Odin caught him, he would say that he missed his daughter and wanted to go back to see Veildani.

His blood relationship with Odin was his last reliance.

Even if things were exposed, he estimated that Odin would not dare to kill him publicly.

Mimir moved at a seemingly slow pace, moving five meters with each step towards the Rainbow Bridge. The Rainbow Bridge was not near Odin's palace, which was unavoidable, after all, the Rainbow Bridge, Odin's castle, and the glacier were three points on a line. Odin had wanted to protect Asgard in the first place, so he naturally couldn't let the guys in the glacier come out and attack the divine realm.

Odin and Thanes didn't expect that the glacier hadn't moved, but the place where the cow Audhumla licked the glacier would constantly change, which led to the three now being positioned more like an equilateral triangle.

Just as Mimir walked to a place only three kilometers away from the Rainbow Bridge, very abruptly, several fully armed frost giants came out from behind a small hill on the roadside.

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Mimir panicked, and he hurriedly put on a smiling face and said: "Yo, I can actually see compatriots here, I am the wise giant Mimir…"

The elderly wise giant couldn't finish speaking, because he saw that these giants had bloodshot eyes, and their faces were full of crazy killing intent!

"Traitor! Traitor!"

"Kill the traitor—"

"Ah ah ah ah ah—"

These ragged giants, holding the crudest stone knives and stone axes, rushed up screaming like this.

On the surface, these giants seemed to be cursing Mimir for betraying the giant race and joining the evil Aesir.

Only Mimir himself knew: the meaning of traitor could actually have many meanings.

Looking at the rapidly enlarging axe in his vision, a bitter smile appeared on the corner of Mimir's mouth.

No matter how high your wisdom, one axe will knock you down.

Without the protection of force, even the strongest wise man is just a lamb.

If it were an ordinary person, the elderly Mimir might barely have a chance to fight. Facing his stupid and powerful compatriots, Mimir didn't even bother to make a move to resist.

His fate was probably doomed from the day he stepped out of Odin's pseudo-golden palace, no, it should have started from the day he reluctantly followed Odin to Jotunheim.

…

"What? Mimir was attacked and killed?" When Odin received this news, he had just led his two sons and a group of subordinates to attack a team of 20 giants, and he shouted in surprise.

After a brief surprise, Odin seemed quite sad: "He is my uncle!"