Phoenix's flattery was a bit embarrassing. Although it was boasting about the achievements of Salomon's predecessor from the bottom of his heart, it was still a bit unacceptable to him. Salomon lightly shifted the topic to counting casting materials. Phoenix knew everything in his dimensional bag, and it also had the right to open the magic lock on the dimensional bag.

"A tube of live spiders is missing, and only a few small spider legs are left." It said, "But I'm not sure if it was taken away by your pet cat. After all, you haven't fed those live spiders for a long time since you can't use them. I remember you put the sketches of spiders and alchemy puppets together..."

"In other words, the parchment paper in the dimension bag was not lost, but because I forgot to bring it out of the study, right?" Salomon took a deep breath. Although most of the burnt smell in the immortal palace dissipated, a small part of it still broke into his lungs - just like his mood, he felt that he smelled the burnt smell of his heart.

"Yes." Phoenix nodded in a relaxed tone, "I don't think you have to worry about the attitudes of the two witches. After all, as you are, it is easy to ask for several favorite concubines, even if the relationship between the two witches and Bichs (Queen Sheba)..."

"Phoenix..."

"Hmm?" It tilted its head, and its long feathers swayed.

"Shut up, at least don't say that in front of the witch."

"But they are not here, My Lord." Phoenix muttered, it was a little worried about its master's mental state.

“That won’t work either.”

Shif came to Salomon's room with a large plate, which contained fruits and meat. She thought very considerately that there was no meal after the funeral, and she did not see the secret wizard in the tavern. Shif thought Salomon must be hungry and needed food now.

Behind her was Vostag and Vandal, but they were not as arrogant as they usually looked. After the secret mage called them to sit down, even Vostag did not move the meat on the plate. They were like a few dirty stray dogs, with traces left by the earlier battle on their armor.

"Sol went to the dungeon." After a while, Sif spoke first, "He told Loki about the queen. He wanted to ask Loki for help...Sol hopes that you and Loki can temporarily put down their grudges in the atrium and join forces to fight against the dark elves. He originally wanted to tell you in person, but he can't leave now..."

"Agree quickly, don't be like a woman..." Vostag didn't know that his words had attracted the eyes of all the participants. He grabbed the messy red beard, and the dried blood of the Dark Elf soldier fell from his casually carved mane like dust, and dirtyed the floor of the Fairy Palace maid cleaned up again. "Avenge the Queen is the most important thing." He said, "I think you kid is also a warrior, and you should understand how important this matter is. If you have a debt to settle with Loki, you can calculate one-on-one with him after that battle. I promise you that I will never tell anyone. If Loki dies in your hands, even if the Father of the Gods asks me, I will say that Loki dies in the hands of the Dark Elf. How about it, as long as you help me, I, Vostag, will owe you a favor, what do you want me to do then..."

"Okay, you greedy ghost, we are here to discuss tactics." Vandal quickly covered Vostager's mouth, and then let go with great disgust. He wiped his hands on his clothes - Vostager's beard had everything, not only the blood of the dark elf, but also... is this butter?

Lying to the Father of the Gods is tantamount to committing treason. According to Vostag's reckless nature, he might really lie to repay favors. Vostag's somewhat rationality quickly interrupted Vostag's increasingly outrageous assurance, otherwise it would be bad if Salomon really put forward the conditions or if one of the Secret Mage and Loki really died, he didn't want Asgard to break up with his allies in the Atrium.

At least not now, he has been exposed to many Asgard's secrets recently. After the death of the queen Friga, the father of the gods was handing over some of their administrative responsibilities to their new gods, and Vandal and Shiff knew the most. Asgard's secrets were far more than he thought, and only a guy like Vostag who only knew how to eat and fight didn't care at all.

"I promise." The secret mage said expressionlessly, "Loki has paid the price. Asgard only needs to send a official letter. This matter has been delayed for a long time and has not been completed. Shif, why not find Heimdal (Shif and Heimdal are brother and sisters) and ask him to issue a certificate - a certificate of life imprisonment. After this matter, Loki must return to the dungeon, so that I can explain it to Kama Taj."

"I will." Sif nodded, "If it weren't for the invasion of the dark elves, this matter would be resolved soon. We now want to talk about the etheric particles... Here, except for the Father of the Gods, there may be no one who knows etheric particles better than you, a wizard... The great god needs time to be sad, and we dare not disturb the Father of the Gods, so we can only come to you."

"Okay, listen." Salomon suddenly started the lecture state, "About the ether particles, the function of the fifth overhead element..."

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"Are you really not sad, Loki." Thor stood in front of the dungeon's barrier, and his tone was dull. Although the body had been moved, the smell of blood in the dungeon had not yet dissipated, and his only listener still seemed to have an attitude of not being concerned about himself. "She is also your mother." Thor glanced at Loki who was still facing his back, "If you want to say anything, you can ask the guards to notify me... You know, we are a family."

"Maybe." Even though there was plenty of light in the dungeon room, when Loki turned around, Thor saw the lingering shadow on his brother's face, like a thin, light black veil. "You can leave." Loki said in a cold tone, "You don't need your attention here. I am just a small prisoner in the future King of Asgard..."

"Loki!" Thor's roar exploded like thunder. "She is your mother! Isn't there any love for her in your heart?"

"So what?" A chuckle came, as frivolous and harsh as Loki's usual laughter after the prank. The God of Prank approached with his hands behind his back. Thor clearly saw Loki's face, and the shadow disappeared - although his face was full of smiles, the tears reflected light, which was extremely eye-catching, "What can I do here, my dear brother? You should know that I am a prisoner now."

"You can take revenge."

"Me?" Loki seemed to hear something funny. He pounded the barrier of the dungeon and burst into a hysterical laugh. He bent down with a smile and kept coughing, "Cough cough... have you cursed the dark elves in the cell? I haven't learned the curse, if you let me learn..."

"No, Rocky." Thor's face was calm, "it was in the way of the Warriors, the way of the Son of Friga."

"What?"

"so."

Thor smashed the Thor's Hammer heavily on the dungeon barrier, and the light curtain shattered under the terrible power. Loki's eyes widened, he couldn't believe Thor did such a thing. Thor grabbed Loki's hand - the illusion disappeared, and the God of Prank stayed in the corner of the cell with his hair messy hair.

"How is it, isn't it terrible?" The God of Prank with messy hair laughed miserably, "Are you very satisfied? The dungeon alarm has sounded, what are you going to do? Or are you going to take me out just like that?"

"At least your blood is not cold yet." Thor glanced at him, strode forward, and pulled Loki from the ground, "I will ask the Father of the Gods, and you must kneel down. Just once... You are Friga's child, and you have the right to take revenge. Loki, let us repay the blood debt from the dark elves!"
Chapter completed!