Chapter 781: 770 (2/2)

None aside from these two were present within the throne room. Not even the newly appointed Titan and Human who claimed to have 'healed' Odin of his need to constantly slumber.

”We didn't share her knowledge for she was slain. Unable to move, unable to feel her mother's warmth, she was stabbed through the heart... in front of our eyes. It all happened during the war... the war of our realms.”

Thor's body stiffened and he continued to look at Odin, desperate for answers.

”It matters not. Your sister is no more. You have your brother, Baldur... and Loki.”

”Actually... father. Loki... he, no, she seemed to have taken a shine on her female form once again,” Thor informed as Odin's gaze darkened momentarily but the hint of relief within his eye was genuine.

”But, Father. I feel it. She isn't dead. I saw it in Loki's eyes. The certainty that this news would bring trouble was real and I trust that. Please, try it. She is your blood. Surely, you can feel her if you—”

”Enough!” Odin growled, striking his staff against the platform as his voice boomed out.

”Go! Return to your tasks! If it is Loki whom you seek, you'll find him... her, entering Asgard soon enough. You will no longer talk about those gone!”

Thor bit his lips before standing up and leaving with large strides.

As he left the court, Thor came face to face with a blue-skinned, terribly 'chinned', bald man with a large physique and a short human girl with short silver hair and a pair of enchanting pink pupils.

”I am grateful for your assistance in healing father. Tonight, do join the banquet raised in your glory and honor!”

Thor left soon enough. Many might feel that such rushed invitation marked as rudeness but those who truly knew Thor would only feel astonished as to how much tolerant and patient he had grown.

”I thought you would have roped him in instantly... I do understand why you were harping about him though,” Brian spoke once Thor left.

”Right?” Ray chuckled, ”Anyway... I still have to pay you back for using more Saps of the First Tree to heal Odin's soul. The man is at his peak because of you! But... I need to make a relationship with Thor before trying again. These Asgardians are crazy resistant against my spells and bloodline.”

”So... you mean with building a relationship, the difficulty can be reduced?” Brian inquired.

”Not by much,” Ray mumbled, ”But yeah. If I had chosen the right bloodline, I would have more sway in the matter but... Mephisto fucked it up.”

”Well, he is paying for it,” Brian shrugged.

”Are you saying I'm a bad lover?” Ray pouted, ”Why don't I demonstrate it to you?”

”Woah! No, I'm sure, you're amazing,” Brian coughed.

”So... how will you compensate me?”

”I saw the treasures in the treasury,” Ray replied, ”Honestly, the best one is the living armor. It's called the Destroyer... check its description when you have the time. I think it would be of perfect use to you... but still, I always thought of you to be a close-quarter combatant. To think... tsk, tsk, you're a sneaky one, eh?” Ray chuckled.

”I excel at both,” Brian shrugged, ”Still, I'll check it out later... did you know the people here are crazy racist? All I received by now are dirty looks... and not the hot kind,” Brian grumbled.

”Hey, we can always run back to earth now. That bridge at the end connects all the worlds, remember?” Ray cackled.

”What if Nik appears when one of us isn't here?”

”What about it?” Ray shrugged, ”We welcome him. We won, after all. That's why I keep telling him to try and tame men. Whether it's intentional or not, patriarchy is dominant. You control the leader, you control the group!” Ray grinned, making Brian's lips twitch.

”I'll stay here,” Brian shook his head.

”Hmm, then you wouldn't mind if I run back to earth later, right? Still got a few things left undone,” Ray smiled.

”Sure,” Brian shrugged.

It's not like the two lusted after the land of the realm. And being racially discriminated against and called frost giant with an absolutely hateful look countless times, Brian had already lost interest with the Asgardians.

Looking back at Odin... matching his slightly livid gaze and feeling the pressure that Ray seemed to have absolutely ignored only for him to lead Odin away, Brian huffed.

'Ray might not say it. But Odin is still resisting. Man... it's still risky here.'

He realized that this was also the reason why Ray wasn't stretching himself too thin and fully focused on Odin.