35 Chapter 35

I am currently back on Earth getting all my businesses in order. Asgard currently has defences to not allow people to trespass into the realm, so I am assuming Laufey will target Midgard since it is by far the weakest realm. Yeah, it has nukes, but even though Jotunheim is fairly primitive they can somewhat defend against them.

'"Parabellum" Prepare for war. I guess Hela was right.' I lament. To be fair, she thought Odin would send an army after us, not counting on the Jotuns to start one. Still, my pride took a blow.

"Speak of the devil," I say as my sister/lover entered the room.

"You were thinking about me. How romantic." She joked.

" Well, I am a passionate person. Why are you here though?"

"I wanted to ask which side of the war we are on."

"Is that even a question?"

"One side has your father and your entire race, and the other your adopted family. I just had to make sure."

"I haven't seen Laufey since I was a baby. If I were to see him anytime after, it would be with him dead. Why would you even want to fight against Asgard? You passively grow stronger if Asgard thrives."

"They forgot me. I fought and conquered the nine realms for them, and they had the nerve to simply forget me."

"That was Odin's fault."

"It was, but it would have made Odin's job harder if not impossible if they had put more energy in resisting forgetting me. So I don't care what happens to them. So long as I have you, I am content."

"Come hear." I just pat my lap. She doesn't hesitate and is immediately on me.

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I leave the room with a well-screwed Hela on the bed. Since I am in such a good mood, I believe I won't unnecessarily destroy Jotunheim. I am on my way towards Jotunheim. One portal later and I am in the wasteland I first arrived at when I was reborn.

I transformed into my Jotunn form and began walking towards Laufey's palace. Just transforming into my Jotunn form wouldn't cut it since I am only 6'3", so I upgraded my height to 8 feet.

My plan is simple, mind fuck my father. I can't just simply order him to stop the war in its entirety because then the others will overthrow him. Seeing him as weak, and then I would have to do it all over again. Laufey is powerful compared to frost giant standards, but an army can still kill him.

I could do a prolonged infiltration where I make every one of note accept my orders. I was just going to spend a day on that plan to stop a war, but then again, I have an opportunity to ruin my old man's life.

It took me a while to reach Laufey's headquarters. After I was tired of walking I just changed into a bird and flew to the location. You wouldn't think a king could live in such a place.

After Odin stole the casket of winters, the entire planet began to deteriorate. In the 1000 years since the theft, the place now looks like a wet dream for hobos. Now, I just have to see which one of Laufey's followers I should kill and replace.

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I have been here for 3 days and have properly adapted to the giant life. I even met and sparred with my brothers. Of course, they don't know I am their brother, but the entire court, if you can even call it that, views me as Alvadi.

I chose to kill and read his memories just because his names mean all-powerful. Truly, my ego astounds. My quest so far has been successful since I am slowly but surely making sure these blue cunts don't want to wage war.

Something I don't like is that I wanted henchman to do my work for me and here I am doing Asgard's work. Unfortunately, if I don't stop this, then the next months won't be fun. There aren't a lot of people equipped for this mission either, so there is that problem too.

My musings are interrupted by my half-brother Helblindi, who swung his sword at me. "You will have to be better than that my prince."

I began sparring with the twerp since there isn't much else to do. "Don't underestimate me, I am the strongest son of Laufey."

"Only because your brother isn't particularly strong either." I mocked, causing him to growl at me and attack me with even greater fervour.

Truly a glorious place this is that I can antagonise a prince and not be executed. From the original Alvadi's memories, Laufey lets his children handle their bullies and schemers on their own, and if they can't, he calls them weak. I am astounded how I never got a father of the year coffee cup or card if dipshits like this exist.

I give the brat a quick beating before moving on to spar with the rest of the warriors. The fools think they will be fighting a war soon.

The other thing I am doing is subtly flirting with Laufey's new wife. She was a 6 foot 8 inches, exotic buxom beauty. It was easy to entice her since she doesn't love Laufey, only the power he represents. Her fear of Laufey is the only reason we haven't fucked yet, I am planning to send my father away so I can do it soon though. As a good son, I believe it is my duty to give my father a green hat.

Currently, Laufey and I are in a private room. I asked for a meeting for a 'genius' idea I have. "So what is this grand idea you have?"

"We go to Muspelheim to gather allies for the war. Although Surtur himself can't leave the realm, his army can." I say with a bit of mind magic to make my offer more enticing. "Better idea, try and strong-arm him into fighting for you, we are better than them, they deserve to be subordinate to us."

"Although I loathe that fiery realm, it isn't worse than Asgard. Brilliant plan Alvadi." The mind enticed Jotunn gleefully said.

I just hold back my grin. They wanted to start a war with Asgard, and now they are going to start it with Muspelheim. As Laufey makes preparations for his subjugation of Surtur, I make my way towards my stepmother's quarters.

I make sure the guards don't see me enter with a touch of magic. On the bed sat Angrboda, wife of Laufey. She was scantily dressed in terms of frost giant standards.

"Alvadi, what a pleasant surprise. Does my husband know you are here?"

"I am afraid he is rather occupied, so I felt it was my duty as his subordinate to make sure his wife's needs are met."

"They should call you Alvadi the bold, but your logic is sound. I have been rather pent up, and I need a strong man to keep me company. I do hope for our sake that my husband doesn't find out what happened here tonight." She says as she completely disrobes.

My clothes are undone just as fast as hers, and we are engaged in a heated kiss. Tongues entangle, erections sprout and cunts grow wet in seconds. Jotunns aren't known for their foreplay, so I quickly line up my cock with her cunt and thrust into her velvety folds.

Her feminine moans are music to my ears, and I make sure to hit every spot she enjoys. I move my lips from hers and lay kisses on her jaw and neck, and roughly rut into her. Her cunt clenches on my cock as she climaxes, soaking my dick even further.

I bite on her tits as she rides out her orgasm before lifting her up and putting her into a full nelson. My thrusting into her cunt begins yet again, this time even rougher, something only a masochist could enjoy since my cock is currently 14 inches just because I wanted to make it proportional to my body and anything smaller would make it look small on my body.

This time when she cums, I do as well and I refrain from using my usual condom replacement spell. Grunting, I unload my fertile seed in her - by what I sense - fertile womb. The next hours of hot rutting flow by in a haze, with me making sure my cum lands in all her holes.

As I leave the room, I think about how I truly am a generous son. I gave my father's wife a son she could love.

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