Azeroth Shadow of the Moon

The three of Andrea didn't know what Odin and Hela said in the end, and they were not interested in getting to the bottom of other people's private affairs.

When Hela finally completely disappeared, the stench covering the abyss of Hell was cleared up. Although he could still feel the eerie feeling of the soul world, at least it was much better than the previous corruption.

Odin didn't seem to be in a good mood. After standing silently for a while, he returned to the Hall of Valor alone, leaving Al and Heimdall to lead the Valagar warriors to clean up Hela's remaining troops.

According to the agreement, Bwonsamdi took away half of Hela's souls imprisoned in the abyss of Hell, and the strength of Death God Loa should be able to get some improvement with this harvest.

Because of Odin's previous warning eyes, most of the souls that Bwonsamdi took away were weak people whose will to resist was wiped out by Hela.

The powerful soul that still maintains the unyielding will was left behind by him, and Bwonsamdi didn't want to have a bad relationship with Odin because of this matter.

The transaction was successfully completed, and Bwonsamdi returned happily with a large number of souls.

Andrea uses soul magic to modify the memory of Gorm in a coma.

Hela is dead, and it is not a good thing for Gao Mu who is still alive to keep the memories related to her, so he simply deletes them all.

By replacing Gorm's master with Leticia, Andrea forged a memory about the Moon Shadow family by the way.

The three-headed dog who woke up in a daze was much more docile than before. If Andrea hadn't stopped him, the stupid dog would have almost spat him with three heads.

Give the remaining half of Bwonsamdi's soul to Al, the leader of the Valkyrie, and under her guidance, the three of Andrea return to the Hall of Valor bathed in light.

Finally leaving the gloomy abyss of Hell, Shandris first raised her hand to smell her own scent.

"...a smell of seaweed."

Onyxia uncomfortably pulled the cool clothes made of dragon scales on her body, "I want to take a good bath first."

Al smiled and said, "This is what it should be, please follow me."

"The first three to participate in the celebration banquet, please bathe and change clothes first, wash off the smell of fireworks on the battlefield, and devote yourself to the grand banquet."

...

When the three of them put on their Nordic mythological-style celebration costumes and saw Odin again, the chief manager had restrained his previous emotions and welcomed Andrea and the others with a hearty smile on his face.

"Haha! Our hero is here, raise your glass!"

"oh!"

Under Odin's call, all the heroic warriors present raised the large wooden cups in their hands at the same time.

"Come on! In order to celebrate the purification of the abyss of Hell, we can't let our hero stand out of the mead hall today, cheers!"

Onyxia relied on the strong physique of the Dragon Race to welcome anyone who came, and soon attracted booing and cheers from the heroic warriors.

Andrea helped Shandris block a lot of drinking. While coping with the provocation of the heroic warrior's drinking game, he unobtrusively aimed his gaze at the smiling Odin on the throne.

‘Celebrate the purification of the abyss of Hell instead of Hela’s death? Sure enough, Odin still felt a little uncomfortable. '

Tens of thousands of years of confinement have smoothed out Odin's bad temper a lot, and it should also make him reflect on his original reckless behavior.

It was precisely because of his tough transformation of Hella into Val'kyr that directly led to a series of subsequent events.

If Odin and Hela hadn't broken up, it would have been impossible for that rookie Loken to assassinate the powerful chief manager without understanding Odin's internal help, and the chaos in Ulduar might not have happened. And Er won't die because of it.

No matter what he thought in his heart, Odin didn't show the slightest sign on the surface, and seemed to be completely immersed in the joy of victory.

Andrea wouldn't foolishly poke other people's sore spots. It's enough to know some things, and insisting on saying it is the behavior of a younger brother who owes his emotional intelligence.

Knowing that Andrea had modified Gorm's memory, Odin was quite moved, and asked him for it. He wanted to put Gorm in the eternal hunting ground to domesticate him, but was declined by Andrea.

Knowing that Andrea planned to take Gorm back to his adopted daughter, Odin's eyes were in a trance for a moment, and then he stopped raising this issue.

After an overly enthusiastic celebration banquet, a large number of heroic soldiers fell in disorder in the mead hall, and even Heimdall didn't know when he got under the table.

Not all of these heroic warriors were drunk, and a large part of them were killed in drunken brawls.

"belch!"

Andrea was belching drunkenly, her feet were twisting crookedly, and she was still waving shapeless bastard fists with both hands.

"Come on, who wants to try my drunken fist."

"Hey~"

Shandris patted his forehead in embarrassment, and Odin bent down on the throne with a smile.

At least half of the heroes present, including Heimdall, were beaten by Andrea. It is said that this is the custom of the Hall of Valor banquet.

Anyway, the dead soldiers in the Hall of Valor will be resurrected, so there is no fear in the banquet.

It is said that this custom gradually spread to Stormheim in the lower realm because of the Vrykul's belief in Odin. People often die at their banquets. Therefore, most of the dead Vrykul will be taken to the heroic spirit by Val'kyr. temple.

Onyxia was also drunk, but she didn't go crazy after drinking, but she unconsciously exposed the dragon's tail and horns, turning into a half-dragon, half-human dragon lady.

"I...I want more, hiccup~"

"Yes~"

Shandris patted Onyxia's flushed face, which could make the powerful dragons and demigods drunk like this. The fine wine in the Hall of Valor is indeed "divine wine".

Under the watchful eyes of Odin and Al, Shandris dragged two drunken companions one by one to the guest room.

"Huh~"

There were only two sober people left in the quiet mead hall. Odin drank the last glass of wine and let out a mouthful of alcohol.

"Al, do you hate me?"

The golden wings on Al's back moved slightly, then shook his head and said, "No, Hela just made her own choice and paid the price for her choice."

"I will neither agree nor oppose her decision, maybe this is her fate."

"Fate..."

Odin looked at the never-ending sky outside the Hall of Valor, and sighed long, "Perhaps, this matter is over after all, and we should look to the future."

"yes."

...

A hangover is not a good experience, and Andrea woke up the next day with a throbbing brain.

"...What happened yesterday? I didn't do anything out of the ordinary, did I?"

Shandris, who was dressing her husband, rolled her eyes when she heard the words, "There is nothing out of the ordinary, it's just kneeling down half of the Hall of Valor, and Odin is still applauding and cheering for you."

"Forehead……"

Enduring a headache and trying to look through the memory, and finally found nothing, Andrea shook his head with a wry smile, "I can't participate in the celebration of the Hall of Valor next time, it's a crime."

"Huh~huh~"

Onyxia, who was sprawled on the bed next door, was still sleeping soundly in a half-dragon, half-human state, and the dragon tail was still sweeping left and right unconsciously.

"Sometimes I really envy this guy's single cell."

Andrea stood up helplessly from the bed, with Shandris' support, her feet were still a little confused.

Throwing a handful of gold coins on Onyxia's head, the Black Dragon Princess finally woke up in a daze.

"Take Gao Mu up to bid farewell to Odin, we should go home too... By the way, what kind of fake wine is this, and the demigod will get drunk after drinking it?"