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"Thor."

He was so focused on persuading Heimdall that he didn't notice the others at all. Thor was suddenly startled when he suddenly heard a familiar greeting.

Turning his head and taking a closer look, he saw that the person standing a few meters away was indeed his mother.

"Mother?" Blinking, Thor looked confused: "Why are you here?"

Others were not as stupid as Thor. Everyone, including Heimdall, bowed and saluted Frigga, the Queen of Gods: "Your Majesty, Queen of Gods."

"Thank you for your hard work." Smiling in response to the greetings from Sif and others, Frigga turned her attention back to her son: "Thor, go back and clean up. To celebrate your success, Loki has prepared a banquet. "

"Loki prepared it?" Thor's eyes lit up: "Haha, then I have to enjoy it."

After saying that, he was about to leave, but after taking a step, he found that his mother was not leaving with him. Thor stopped again: "Mother, aren't you going back?"

"I have something to do and I have to go out." Waving her hands, Frigga smiled: "You guys go and have fun."

"Going out?" Thor couldn't help but frowned when he heard his mother's answer.

As the wife of Odin and the goddess queen of Asgard, Frigga rarely leaves the Golden Palace. Occasionally, I only go out to visit other places in Asgard.

But now, judging from her intention, it is obvious that she wants to take a long trip through the Rainbow Bridge.

Look at the two maids following Frigga. They are all wearing white robes. They look good, but their defenseless appearance really makes Thor feel uneasy.

"Mom, where are you going? How about I go with you?"

"No, I'm not that old yet." Shaking her head gently, Frigga raised her hand, summoned a small ball of water, and wiped Thor's face: "Look~"

There was a cool feeling on his face, and he remembered the fact that his mother was the number one magician in Asgard. However, as a son, Thor still couldn't really let go.

A wise child is better than his mother.

Seeing Thor's thoughts, Frigga smiled: "In that case, let Sif accompany me. You will be drunk soon anyway, and it will be torture for her to stay there alone."

Facing Frigga's gaze, Sif took a step forward expectantly and responded immediately: "I am happy to serve you, Your Majesty the Queen."

Her mother proposed a plan, and Sif herself agreed. Thor suddenly found that he seemed to be an irrelevant outsider.

"...Okay then." It was hard to object, and he felt that there was nothing wrong with this arrangement. Thor nodded: "Sif, please."

"Um."

Watching Thor and his three companions leave, Sif withdrew her gaze and looked at her brother Heimdall first.

Heimdall didn't know what Frigga wanted to do, so he couldn't give any hint.

Sif had no choice but to turn her gaze to Frigga: "Your Majesty, where are we going?"

"Go to the atrium." Frigga smiled and answered while taking the box from the maid's hand and handing it to Sif.

"Courtyard?"

Waving her hand to signal the two maids not to follow, Frigga nodded: "Yes, Midgard in the Atrium."

While talking, he took Sif's hand and squeezed it gently.

With eye contact, Sif immediately understood what Frigga meant - if you have anything to say, we'll talk about it later.

Waiting obediently, Sif temporarily suppressed her inner doubts.

Frigga smiled and turned her attention to Heimdall.

"Heimdall."

"exist."

"Send us to Atrium, New York."

"Yes~." He agreed, giving his sister a look that showed he was working hard, and Heimdall twisted the Bolt Steel again.

Another burst of colorful light flashed, and in an instant, Frigga and Sif disappeared. Only Heimdall himself and the two maids left by Frigga were left in the room.

"Lord Heimdall, let's go first."

"Um."

One is the Queen of Gods, and the other is his biological sister. To Heimdall, whichever of the two sent out this time is more important than Thor. Not daring to be careless at all, all attention was focused on Frigga and Sif, and Heimdall couldn't think of anything to respond to the two maids in front of him.

I don't know how nervous her brother was. As Frigga came to the earth, Sif immediately raised her guard and glanced around.

The next second, a sparkling circle of light appeared not far in front of the two of them.

‘噌~’, with a quiet metallic sound, Sif took out her long sword from the scabbard on her back.

"Don't be nervous." Frigga raised her hand and stopped in front of Sif: "We are friends."

Before he finished speaking, Ancient One walked out of the portal, smiled neither humble nor arrogantly, and greeted Frigga: "Welcome to Earth, Your Majesty the Queen."

"Hello, Master Ancient One." She responded with the same gentle and generous smile. Frigga raised her right hand and introduced Sif: "This is Sif, a junior I like very much. Sif, this This is the Ancient One, the Supreme Mage of Midgard, a wise man who is no less than your Majesty."

After hearing the meaning of Frigga's words, Sif put away her sword and put on a very respectful attitude: "Hello, Mr. Mage."

"Hello, Sif. Welcome to Earth, emm, or should I change it to something more familiar to you, Midgard? Anyway, nice to meet you."

"I'm honored too, Mr. Master."

After exchanging a few pleasantries, Gu Yi turned his attention back to Frigga: "Your Majesty, it's not very convenient here. Can we move to another place?"

"Okay." While nodding, he paid a little attention to the passers-by passing by nearby. Noticing the anomalies in their actions, Frigga, who was proficient in magic, already understood that this must be some trick used by Ancient One: "A very wonderful spell, Master Ancient One, this is the mirror image of Kama Taj. Space'?"

"Yes."

Nodding, Gu Yi waved his hand and opened the portal again: "Please follow me."

The Ancient One was first, Frigga was second, and Sif was last...

Looking at Frigga's back in front of her, Sif's mind was filled with questions. And when she passed through the portal and came to the interior of the New York Temple, the number of question marks increased by several more - didn't it mean that the development of Midgard in the atrium was biased toward technology? How come all the things I see are magic props? Moreover, there are several of them that exude a strong and ominous aura, and the pressure is so powerful that even I feel a little scared... Is this still Midgard? Or am I dreaming now, or the news I heard before are all false?

The more I think about it, the more puzzled I become, and the less I understand, the more I want to figure it out.

Sif's eyes gradually drifted and she became slightly distracted.