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Chapter 1392: The Bastard

Lorelai's first phase of the mission has been successfully completed.

It was only part of the information about Hlieskjálf, and she also obtained the Golden Palace's Armament Map and topographic map. This is the information necessary for the second phase of the mission. Generally, it is difficult to obtain through divination, because the entire Golden Palace is shrouded in the protection of powerful magic, and forcibly obtaining it may require some sacrifices.

Lorelai established the Interstellar Chamber of Commerce in accordance with the emperor's methods. With the help of the Kamataj Embassy, ​​he gradually understood the deployment of various halls of the Palace of Golden from low-level officials. The most important silver hall was because of the existence of Xilidskelav and the particularity of Xilidskelav himself, which made this chamber, which was set foot in by many Asa and Warner tribes, became the most thoroughly infiltrated by Lorelai.

She even brought up a mercenary composed of refugees from the Asgard colony. This was not a difficult task for her. It was not the first time she had attracted mercenaries to form an army to oppose Asgard. Her magic had been used by herself to demagogue people many times. But this time her mission went very smoothly, and even magic was rarely used - she just arranged people to give speeches in the riot colony, telling several paragraphs of the Unified Truth and transporting some food, and then she found that she had harvested soldiers - not only because Kamataj provided a lot of financial support, but also because Asgard's tax revenue has become increasingly severe in recent years. The influence of the Fenbur Winter was first shown in Asgard, and food production reduction was the most inconspicuous one.

However, in order to support Asgard's huge trade volume, the tithes that the Asgardians squeezed in colonies such as Nornheim became higher and higher, which often led to riots in the colonies and many refugees were displaced. However, no one in Asgard cared about the living conditions of those colonies, including the most ordinary Asgardian civilians, perhaps they would still cry when they saw the poverty of the colonies, but it would definitely not be possible to end their living standards that became rich because of the colonies.

Like the middle-class Londoners in Victorian times, they were proud of the city they lived in. Even if the black soot from factories pollutes the sky and thin child laborers starve to death on the streets, it had nothing to do with those who enjoy a convenient life. The colonies' dissatisfaction with Asgard has reached their limit. Lorelai's job is to provoke the bottom line of the colony and teach the emperor's thoughts and knowledge to the Nornheim colony. Perhaps Thor could rely on the warhammer to quell a riot, but he could never suppress an endless riot caused by countless hungry poor people and laborers.

If Asgard sends a large number of troops to deal with this matter, then Asgard's troops will be restricted in the Battle of Doomsday of Ragnarok, strategic decisions will be affected and become one of the straws that will break the camel's back; if Asgard refuses to deal with the colonial riots, the colony will get rid of Asgard's influence and completely independent, cut off trade with Asgard, promote the impact of Finbur winter on Asgard, and step on the end of Asgard's destruction in Ragnarok, completely crush the prophecy's description of Asgard's new world.

This game of chess began to plan when the emperor captured Lorelai. Although it could not play a decisive role, all victory was accumulated from a large number of tiny tactical advantages. His goal was to the new world after Ragnarok, not the battle of Ragnarok itself - the war between the giants and Assa tribes did not have much impact on the earth - but if the human race wanted to get rid of Asgaard's shadow, it would have to completely destroy Asgaard and absorb Asgaard's knowledge and experience for thousands of years as nutrients. Without the Supreme Mage, the human experience on Earth would not be better than those of Nornheim's colonies. This is the real reason why the emperor has always opposed Asgaard.

But in Odin and Friga's eyes, all the emperor's actions came from another position, from the position that a new god only wanted to gain a foothold in the new world after Ragnarok's dusk. Odin wanted to promise to give the emperor a position in the new world while the prophecy was unchanged in exchange for the support of the emperor, Kamataj and the earth for Asgard. Even Friga thought so, otherwise it would be impossible to propose the ridiculous idea of ​​letting the emperor marry Hela. They did not know that the emperor never regarded himself as a god. He believed that he was just an ordinary person with the power of God. Without this power, he still had thoughts, knowledge and vision as weapons, and his power was only a small part of the huge arsenal, which was no different from a loaded rifle.

Lorelai also found a document that would interest the emperor.

"My sister Amora once seduced Thor, and he became Amora's slave like other men. This is why Sif cannot tolerate our sisters." The charming witch narrowed her eyes, her body tightly pressed against the grey cloak worn by the emperor, and her eyes were filled with a strong and overflowing charm. "Of course, no one in the world can compare with my Lord... My sister got some interesting information from Thor, such as Thor's illegitimate son. Poor Sif, she has been trying to ignore the two children and wants to complete the mission given to her by Queen Friga."

But when the emperor asked to meet Amora and understand the situation more intuitively, Lorelai's eyes suddenly changed, becoming vicious and angry. "Amora has a relationship with me. She also charms herself when she charms men. She can easily fall in love. If you show hostility towards Asgard, then she will not tell you anything about Thor's illegitimate child."

She took a deep breath, "Even I would admire her cruelty and debauchery. All Asgardians know about her torture of the Water Fairy, and also know that she once publicly stated that she would be willing to bed with three dwarves for a necklace. If you want to conquer her, you must do what I have done to her, if you are willing to consider my jealousy..."

The emperor nodded, but did not accept Lorelai's statement completely because she did not tell the truth.

The reason why she had a tense relationship with her blood relative Amora was because there was a competition between the two sides. Who could successfully lure Thor? Amora won the competition and successfully escaped Asgard's pursuit, making Lorelai, who failed in the competition, a scapegoat. However, Lorelai seemed unwilling to mention that competition, as if he was worried that the emperor had a view of her because of it. He did not know that the emperor had conducted a detailed investigation on her as soon as he captured her.

"About Magni and Modi, do you know where they are now?"

Lorelai pointed outside the tavern box and indicated that the target was here.

"Sol did not give his illegitimate child any concern. Sometimes I doubt he didn't even know their existence. Only Odin gave them some life help, but now that the help has disappeared, they had to find a way to support themselves." She tried to hold the emperor's palm hidden under the cloak, and the latter did not resist her growing behavior, because he knew that Lorelai needed some reward. "But the two idiots are still hanging out with the common people, trying to show their power to arouse the bard.

The attention was as stupid as their father, thinking that he was the protagonist of the world. But I have to admit that this trick was fatal to some unsavvy Asgardian girls, especially when they boasted that they were going to join the counterinsurgency against the colonies. In the eyes of Asgardian girls, they were brave warriors." The Rhine Banshee puffed her beautiful eyes, and her long eyelashes cast shadows on her cheeks like a fan. "Do you want to kill them? Lord, or do you have other arrangements for them?"

Hammurabi was very glad that the breathing filter grille in his helmet had extremely excellent performance, otherwise he would be blinked by the sour smell of vomiting and alcohol in the tavern. Especially when some ungrateful idiots tried to come over and provoke the guards who were much stronger than them, the air exhaled by the drunkards was even more stenchful. The drunkard pointed at Hammurabi, and the translator in the helmet translated the sentence straightforwardly. The guards had learned Asgard's Old Nostalgic language, but he still needed to use the translator to understand the drunkards' words, because the continuous mumbling was really annoying.

Now he figured it out, standing in front of him were the warriors who participated in the Nornheim counter-rebellion war.

Hammurabi lowered his head and saw the warrior's head covered with dirty, messy curly hair. Seeing the traces of honey wine solidified and covered with the warrior's beard, he shook his head helplessly. The other party seemed to see it as a provocation, so he shouted a few more words and turned to open his hands to the audience in the tavern. The imperial guards did not regard the axe held in the opponent's hand as a threat, nor did they regard the other party's shaking fat body as a precursor to attack, but when the opponent waved his sharp blade, Hammurabi quickly turned against it.

As a result, he raised his feet and kicked the chair in front of him. The wooden chair flew out like a shell, slamming a fool who also tried to attack the guards into the wall. Then he smashed the drunkard's face with the end of the garrison spear. Although the movement was so fast that it was hard to see clearly, the guards who had experience in fighting Heimdal had figured out the individual strength of the Asgardians. The only thing that surprised him was that his counterattack failed to smash the drunkard's skull, who fell to the ground and fell asleep.

"He killed Modi!" Another drunkard with a similar appearance shouted loudly. He was the one who had been smashed to the wall by Hammurabi. "Avenge Modi! This man owes blood debt, and he must repay it!" With the shouting, a large number of guys wearing dirty skins and holding sharp blades stood up from all positions in the tavern. These guys with warrior braids in their ears were also drunk, and their dirty beards and hair made them smell a pungent. Then the rough roar immediately submerged the sour sound of the crappy bard and the love poems sung to the waitress of the tavern.

Amon took the lead in firing and immediately killed a man who pointed a ranged weapon at him.

He stood there to protect the only passage to enter the box, and Hammurabi rushed out towards the drunks who raised their weapons. Before the drunks had raised their weapons, he had already rushed into the crowd. The steel given to Gador runes by the blacksmith with a hammer was cut off by the long halberd. Those who tried to resist the attack with weapons or shields were cut off their bones and flesh without exception.

Hammura swept the entire tavern like a golden hurricane. He did not kill those who raised their weapons, but destroyed weapons and limbs. Even so, the howling of pain and the gushing blood still made the guys who were ready to move sweat. The stone brick floor of the entire tavern was flooded with honey wine, food debris and blood. The smell of blood penetrated into the mud-gray filling between the stone bricks. Those who woke up slightly felt that the soles of the shoes were muddy-they were not Hammurabi, but Amon standing at the door of the room. He smashed the two idiots with the spear of garrison. No one knew whether the soles of his shoes were stained with honey wine or corpses. Now the tavern was completely quiet, and no one dared to act rashly, for fear of attracting the next round of attacks.

"Modi!" The painful voice ran around the ground, breaking the deadlock. "Oh! He is still alive! He was knocked out!" Then there was a wet slap, the roar when he woke up from his sleep and the unscrupulous laughter of another person. "Get up, Modi, or I'll throw you into the cesspool of the underworld's watchdog! No... no, his chin was interrupted! You..."

Hammurabi did not hesitate and directly punched him.

When the emperor and Lorelai, who had almost crawled into the cloak and only bounced his head out of the room, they saw that there was no one in the tavern except the two imperial guards. Some of the guys were lucky and had not died yet. Some of the unlucky guys were left with bones and meat paste on the walls. The guys with the best luck were the two drunks closest to the imperial guards. They had no other injuries except for the redness and bruises on their obviously broken chins. At this moment, they were sleeping soundly until Hammurabi kicked them aside.
Chapter completed!
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