Chapter Fifty-Four: The Crown Princess's Promotion
In Asgard, within the Bifrost control room, aside from the God of the Bifrost, Heimdall, who had remained unchanged for millennia, there were two additional figures.
"Brother, come on, let me see! Just a glimpse!"
Sif's tone was pleading.
Heimdall had the power to see and hear everything across vast distances, functioning like a super-wide-range surveillance system, and could also project his visions through magic.
"Sorry, I can't disobey His Majesty's orders. I dare not break the rules."
Heimdall was resolute, not allowing her to see just because she was his sister.
Loki, standing nearby, chimed in, "See, I told you that your brother wouldn't agree. Besides, Heimdall would be punished for revealing important information he has seen; otherwise, the king would have reassigned him long ago, and you wouldn't want to see it."
Loki's words were supposedly persuasive but were actually inciting.
"Alright then."
Sif said curtly, drawing her sword and placing it at Heimdall's neck. "If His Majesty inquires, just say I forced you."
Heimdall looked helpless. In terms of sheer strength, he was no match for his sister. He was baffled by how Sif, who usually followed the rules, could be so impulsive...
He shot a stern look at Loki.
Loki feigned innocence.
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In truth, Loki was merely adding fuel to the fire, and Sif was genuinely in a difficult mood.
She had feelings for Thor, which was known throughout Asgard, including by Thor himself. The problem was Thor's fixation on his own strength, leaving Sif to become the most formidable female warrior in Asgard, rivaling even the Valkyries.
This attention from Thor made Sif achieve her goal of becoming Thor's—
Comrade...
Certainly, her efforts were not in vain; she had earned the recognition of Odin and Frigga and was almost seen as the unofficial princess.
After all, the bond between childhood sweethearts had evolved into something deeper. How wonderful!
Everything seemed positive, except...
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Sif vaguely recalled that after Thor returned to the palace, he grew increasingly furious and eventually decided to act independently, attacking the Frost Giants and striving to restore the Nine Realms to a brighter state!
His friends protested, pointing out that such actions were against the law and could lead to severe consequences. As the future king chosen by Odin, if things went wrong, he would face punishment, and they would suffer the consequences...
Loki had been embarrassed at the time: "Brother, you're putting us in a difficult position..."
Thor had then slammed the table: "Difficult? I don't believe it's impossible!"
Ultimately, the vote was 2:4, with only Sif supporting Thor.
Thor persuaded Loki with his fists, and Sif did the same with the three warriors. After the six were defeated, plundered, and beaten in Jotunheim, they were brought back by Odin, and that was the end of it.
According to the latest news, Thor had a revelation upon arriving on Earth.
Unfortunately, Sif would rather he had not...
According to Loki's report, Thor fell in love with a human woman upon arriving on Earth.
Sif, who aspired to become Thor's wife, was deeply dissatisfied. Knowing both the enemy and oneself is crucial for victory. Now, she wanted to see how these Earth women managed to capture Thor's attention...
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On Earth, in the sky above Louisiana, the failure of the missiles and the destruction of the drone army not only scared Ronan but also left Carol stunned.
At this moment, she hovered in mid-air, forgetting her next move.
Below, Rogg, who had just been shot down by Carol, stumbled out of the fighter plane and saw Thor nearby, gazing up at the sky.
"Are you the arrogant Earthling who made provocations? Don't think that Ver's rebellion can stop the Kree attack. Hand over the energy core, or you'll watch your planet be destroyed!"
He had been shot down early and was unaware of the situation elsewhere, let alone Ronan's fear...
Thor, however, was not interested in his petty threats.
"Enough noise!"
A bolt of lightning struck from the sky, hitting him on the head, scorching him black, and making his hair stand on end.
It wasn't very painful, but it was extremely humiliating.
At this historic moment, a voice echoed in Thor's mind.
"Dear host, are you interested in a COSPLAY?"