"Is it such a coincidence?"

Asgard, the gate of the Rainbow Bridge.

Hela looked at his half-brother with interest. Thor, who was imprisoned by chains, was still struggling desperately, but in vain.

Following Beckett, the other clutched the "keys" that tied Thor's life gate. The latter could not resist at all, and could only passively lead someone to lead the nose.

"Believe it or not."

The jokes in Hela's words did not affect Beckett, who was extremely powerful in his heart. The man's indifferent appearance made Hela's lips slightly bored.

She really wanted to see Beckett's embarrassing and speechless scene, but unfortunately she still didn't have this opportunity after all.

"Anyway, thank you."

No matter how much fun it is, Hela is still very grateful for Beckett's behavior of tied up Thor and delivered it to him.

After all, Thor is her younger brother and is also the heir to the throne designated by Odin. In the more than a thousand years since she was sealed by Odin, Thor has gained a lot of prestige, both in the civilian and in the military.

If such a person is wandering outside, Hela will not be very peaceful in his seat.

She originally wanted to catch her by herself after the throne ceremony. Now she is ready, so there is no need to be such trouble.

Bang!

Hela's wrist, which was about to take the chain, was locked by Beckett.

“???”

"The conditions have not been agreed upon yet, and he does not belong to you." Beckett didn't care about the change in Hela's expression on his face.

"Ten reviews are about mobilizing the entire Dark Quadrant's military without my father's permission." Beckett clasped Hela's fair wrist and said his conditions.

"Be profound, each article should not be less than 2ooo." At the end, Beckett added another sentence.

“……………………”

After closing his eyes and taking a few deep breaths, Hela broke free from Beckett's obstacles and looked straight at Beckett's suddenly annoying face: "Two articles."

"Trade." Beckett had no intention of bargaining at all, which made Hela fall into deep self-doubt in an instant.

She felt that it would be possible for her to get a post with the pleasure that Beckett promised.

Thor, who was tied up in many ways, no longer struggled, but instead looked at Beckett and Hela as if he had seen a new big 6.

He was beaten to death, but he didn't expect that his future orthodox successor of Asgard would be worth only two reviews...

"You have not mobilized the troops of the Dark Quadrant with your father's permission?"

He asked, taking Beckett and his group walked on the exclusive VIP passage specially built not long ago, and closed the gate of the Rainbow Bridge.

"Didn't you say that the Rainbow Bridge Gate is broken?" Beckett answered irresponsible.

"I am the king, I have the final say when the Rainbow Bridge is good and when it will be bad." Hela swayed and his forward speeded up a little.

"You are not afraid that your father is like Odin, because you have been arbitrarily mobilized the army and think that you are suspected of betraying and seizing power?"

Hela, who was walking in front of him as the guide, glanced at Beckett, who was only half a position away from him, and asked jokingly.

Odin's death, freedom to break the seal, and his longing for the future all made Hela, Queen Asgard, who is about to ascend the throne today, willing to use the heart-wrenching memories of the past to make fun of.

It's a joke and a warning.

"My father is different from Odin. Igo should be the one who shares the same language as Odin." Beckett curled his lips obscurely to express his disdain.

Those two people who are able to be cruel to attack their children for one goal, and their adoptive father Thanos is different.

"So confident?"

"Are you provoking the relationship between me and my father?" Beckett narrowed his eyes, with a slight scrutiny in his eyes.

"No, I'm just reminding you." Hela was not afraid.

Odin's changes are vivid in her mind, and she does not want Beckett to have the same experience as her.

"This is provocation." Beckett's expression was extremely serious.

"Whatever you understand." Hela led Beckett and his party proudly to the high platform built in Asgard Square, stepping on the queen-like pace.

"Take him to the dungeon and stay with Friga."

No skin, no muscle tissue.

The skeleton soldier dressed in Asgardian guard armor took away the irritable Thor from The other under the command of Hela.

"It's strange, right?"

Looking at Beckett's eyes not on him but on the departing skeleton soldier, Hela asked with a smile.

"They are all dead?" Although it was a question, Beckett's tone was very certain.

He could not feel any breath of life from these guards.

Not only these guards, but even the soldiers stationed on both sides of Asgard Square were corpses without the slightest breath of life.

"Odin, kill them all."

"Just because he is going to erase all traces of me in Asgard."

"He wants everyone to forget me and forget everything I have done for this country."

"He wants to clear all obstacles before my stupid brother."

The luxuriously dressed Hela leaned against the railing beside the platform with both hands, and looked down at the Asgardian civilians who were gradually gathering at her feet.

Everyone's eyes were filled with fear and hatred for her.

Just because on the day Hela returned, he rushed from Rainbow Bridge to this square, and the blood flowed into a river and the sky was filled with dark light.

"Remember the Supreme Mage Ago Motorcycle we met in Midgart before?"

"The magic circle he left behind gave these soldiers who were once sincerely interested in me a chance to resurrect."

"I resurrected them with the fire of eternity..." Hela's eyes were filled with sadness.

"But they are always dead." Beckett exposes the illusion of resurrection.

Hela nodded silently.

After all, she is only Asgard's goddess of death, not the goddess of death in the universe.

She had no way to truly resurrect these soldiers who had been dead for thousands of years.

Sadly, in Asgard, only these dead people could believe in.

Everyone who lives wants her life.

Including Friga, her mother, Odin's wife, Asgard's former queen of gods.

“Is it worth it?”

After a long silence, Beckett asked, until the sparse square was filled with crowds of Asgardians.

Is it worth it to expand territory for a country where everyone hates them?

All the acquaintances of those days were already buried, and everyone who was still alive hated you to the core, but you still pretended not to see them and became the queen who led them forward.

Is it worth it?

"certainly."

Hela closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and disappeared the sadness at the corners of her eyes.

"Now, only this thing can be done. Only by doing this thing can I feel that I am really alive."

Asgard, this is the spiritual pillar that supports Hela in the seal that has not become a walking zombie.

"Beckett." The woman opened her eyes and turned around.

"What?" The man and the woman looked at each other.

"Can you celebrate me? In your way." The breeze swept across the sea's eyebrows, and her voice trembled slightly indefinitely.

"Why?" Beckett, who crossed his arms and hugged his chest, was waiting coldly.

Because...you are the only person I can trust now.

Haila pursed her lips, and her words changed to her mouth: "It's nothing, forget it if you can't."

Under the platform, the vast Asgardian people were already crawling at Hela's feet, and the skeleton guards played salutes for the birth of the new king.

The sky is full of bright fireworks and ancient and mysterious prayers.

Haila, dressed in gorgeous clothes, stood on the high platform, spreading her hands to accept the worship of the people.

"Celebrate!"

"The birth of the new king!"

"This is even the most kind Queen of Asgard Hela!"

"This is……………"

The other, who had cleared the amplification device on his body, began to chant urgently under the instruction of Beckett's eyes, and the loud and loud congratulations resounded in the ears of every Asgardian......

"It's really trouble for women..." Beckett, who was standing behind Hela, curled his lips disdainfully.

Hela, who was so close to her, smiled like a flower in an instant.

Beckett, who did not understand the etiquette of ascension, had no intention of following The other, nor did Hela want to drive him down.
Chapter completed!