socalfunplaces Chapter 51 Odin: Thor has finally matured... (1 point)
Chapter 51 Odin: Thor has finally matured... (1 point)
Before Thor knew it, the banquet had started with them drinking with Russell.
He transformed into the Warriors Three, Sif, and Russell to drink with him.
Despite his exceptional drinking capacity, he was ultimately outnumbered.
Hours later, Thor was forced to drink the liquid and fell unconscious.
That's all for today. Thank you all for your hospitality.
Seeing that Thor had been forced to drink, Russell suggested ending the drinking session.
Mead is delicious, but it can get a bit cloying if you drink too much of it.
"it is good."
Sif, who was still lucid, agreed and got up to tell the others to leave.
As for Loki, he has long since disappeared.
Russell was even wondering if Loki would offer some kind of treasure to win him over.
The three warriors of the Celestial Palace were also quite drunk, and they had to support each other to barely stand.
Sif was able to remain conscious through deliberate control.
Once she had steadied herself, Sif helped Thor as they prepared to leave.
Aren't you going to take the hammer with you?
Pointing to Mjolnir, Thor's hammer, on the ground, Russell called a halt to the crowd and asked.
Sif turned around and explained, "No one but Thor and the King of Gods can pick up Mjolnir. Let's just leave it here for now. When Thor sobers up, he will automatically recall Mjolnir."
"Is it too heavy? After all, it was made from the core of a dying star."
Russell asked casually, reaching for the hammer handle.
Bertrand Russell firmly believed that all magic in the world is the application of energy.
Whether only Thor and Odin can pick it up, or only the purest and most virtuous person can pick it up.
Any incantation is a type of magic.
Gripping the hammer handle, Russell sensed and pushed it to its full potential.
He sensed it; Mjolnir was receiving his soul fluctuations, seemingly using that as a basis for judgment.
Russell also sensed the fluctuations of Mjolnir and performed reverse analysis to reconstruct the data.
Then, control and change the frequency of your own soul's vibration.
The fluctuation frequency matches up!
With a flick of his wrist, Mjolnir spun twice in the air before landing in Russell's hand.
"It's not good to just throw things away. I'll take them back for Thor. I may not have much else, but I have plenty of strength."
boom!
Bang bang bang!
Sif stared, dumbfounded, as Russell effortlessly picked up Mjolnir.
Without warning, he let go, causing the drunken Thor to fall to the ground.
The three warriors of Asgard were also in shock, forgetting to support each other. One of them lost his balance and fell to the ground.
"Hmm~"
Thor, who had fallen to the ground, seemed to have been awakened.
In his daze, he saw a blurry figure holding his Mjolnir and quietly looking at him.
"Father, what are you doing with my Mjolnir? And... hiccup... give it back..."
Before he could finish speaking, Thor fell asleep immediately.
Sif, regaining her composure, asked incredulously, "How...how did you pick that up?"
Russell smiled shyly: "I noticed you all left it behind, and I thought it wasn't good to leave things lying around, so I thought I'd help you take it back. I just picked it up casually, it wasn't very heavy."
Sif stared at Russell silently, her face expressionless, as if to say something.
Do you think I would believe that?
Russell: I don't care what you think, I care what I think.
I pretended a little, and then had my fun.
Without dwelling on the topic, Russell changed the subject.
"Let's go, let's take Thor back first."
We can't let the King of Asgard be left to wander the streets, can we?
Russell turned his head, wanting to find Loki and hope that he would agree with him.
They couldn't find it.
......
In the solemn and magnificent golden palace, Odin, clad in golden armor, looked down.
The dense cluster of golden buildings was the place where the Asgardians lived in peace and prosperity, and also the site of his great achievements.
—He has protected peace in the nine realms for over a thousand years.
But now, everything seems to be about to be shattered, and the flames of war are about to reignite.
Turning around, Odin asked the guard beside him, "How is Thor doing?"
He knows his son.
Even though he had already reprimanded Thor, the disruption of the coronation ceremony made it difficult to guarantee that Thor wouldn't do something radical.
"Your Majesty, Prince Thor has returned to his bedchamber and gone to sleep."
"Um?!"
Odin raised an eyebrow; this wasn't like Thor at all.
At the very least, he should confide in his friends and give himself a good scolding.
Odin spoke slowly, continuing to ask, "What happened?"
The guard continued, “The monk Russell, a guest of Kamar-Taj, got everyone drunk at a banquet. His Highness Thor heard about it and went to keep him company.”
"And then, Thor was also drunk?" Odin asked with some curiosity.
"Yes."
Odin wasn't particularly surprised that Thor had been drunk out.
The moment he first saw Russell, his sense of crisis kicked in, and he knew Russell was no ordinary man.
At present, Asgard may be in danger, and Kamar-Taj has made a decisive choice to stand its ground.
The Ancient One, the Sorcerer Supreme, expressed his support for Asgard by personally attending Thor's coronation ceremony.
Russell's strength means Kamar-Taj's strength, which is also a good thing for Asgard.
Without keeping him in suspense, the guard said directly, "Your Majesty, there is one more thing. Russell has taken up Mjolnir, Thor's hammer."
when!
This time, even Odin was somewhat shocked.
He couldn't help but stomp on Gungnir, the Eternal Spear.
In the vast universe and the infinite multiverse, there are countless powerful beings.
However, people who are both powerful and kind-hearted, pure and virtuous are few and far between.
Unexpectedly, as Ragnarok was about to arrive in Asgard, such an ally appeared out of nowhere!
Odin was immediately filled with excitement.
Odin did not think otherwise.
He had confidence in himself and in all the previous kings of Asgard.
Russell, using other abilities, bypassed his spell and lifted Mjolnir, Thor's hammer.
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
"Thor, in his anger, did not think of attacking Jotunheim to vent his anger."
Instead, they thought about taking care of and receiving guests who had come from afar.
It seems my son has made some progress.
But in the end, he got himself drunk...
Sigh, there's been some progress, but not much.
Odin's gaze remained fixed on Asgard below.
Some people see peace and prosperity, but he sees turmoil and uncertainty.
......
The next day, early in the morning.
Thor slowly woke up.
"Damn it, why did I get drunk yesterday? I messed things up."
But Russell is a real heavy drinker.
After we've dealt with the Frost Giant, we'll find him and have a good drink.
Thor looked into the distance, his palm outstretched: "Mjolnir."
Swish!
As Thor gazed into the distance, Mjolnir, who was beside the bed, swiftly flew into Thor's hand.
Mjolnir: "......"
Thor: "......"
"Did I bring you back yesterday because I was drunk?"
Thor muttered to himself.
"That must be it."
In a daze, Thor pictured a less-than-pleasant scene.
Go for it.
Thor swung the hammer, grabbed it, and flew up.
He was going to find Loki, Sif, and the Warriors Three to finish what he hadn't done yesterday.
Attack Jotunheim, find the Frost Giants, and figure out why they invaded Asgard.
And, by what methods did they invade Asgard?