Stupid Odin

The other Asgardians couldn't possibly imagine what Hela had to face at such a young age.

Externally, she had to lead an army of the undead to participate in the siege against hostile factions.

Internally, she had to use her wisdom to judge the souls going to Helheim.

Don't forget, she was just an underage Asgardian. It was purely because she inherited the bloodline of the giants that she appeared physically precocious, but in reality, she was not yet an adult.

Whenever she encountered messy situations that she couldn't judge, she had to trouble Tangs. After all, her father's advice wasn't always so reliable.

In a sense, Hela was the most thorough inheritor of Tangs's philosophy among the entire Asgardian race.

It's just a pity that she wasn't Tangs's daughter, so she couldn't have a claim to the Asgardian royal inheritance like in some movie.

"Thor! When you encounter a theft case, the first thing you need to do is protect the scene."

Hela had just finished speaking when Thor held his forehead.

When they were checking their items, this group of roughnecks had already turned the entire Palace of Merriment upside down.

Hela wasn't annoyed, and instead asked, "Since the scene is messed up, then we can only take the next step. Come on, gather all the servants of the Palace of Merriment, I want to question them carefully."

Hela didn't have this authority, only Thor could come forward.

The Palace of Merriment was very large. Every time there was a banquet, the number of mortal attendants used would not be less than five hundred.

Hela first eliminated the musicians and cooks who left early, and then questioned the attendants responsible for taking care of the drunken people one by one.

After asking around, Hela had a clue: "Are you saying that after four in the morning, most of the gods and giants were drunk?"

"Yes! Around five o'clock, only a few pairs with better energy were still frolicking," a Light Elf attendant said, blushing, "But after six o'clock, the whole place was just filled with snores."

Hela narrowed her eyes: "Who was still active after six o'clock? I need names."

Before long, Hela and Thor had locked onto a target, a giant who had joined the Asgardian race not long ago, [Thrym]. He had a very fierce giant hound, [Togo], that was two people tall.

"Let's go. Maybe this is a misunderstanding," Thor imagined optimistically.

Hela didn't move: "No, Thor, you go ask first. After all, this is your hammer, it might not be good for me to go with you."

"This, is there a problem?"

Hela smoothed the hair at her temples, thought for a moment: "I don't want to suspect my compatriots with the greatest malice. But some things, it's better for you to go see first."

There were many things that Hela still didn't understand.

Why were the male giants generally not very bright? Why did she have a wolf-like older brother and a giant serpent as her second older brother?

But Hela was right, Thor also felt that this was his business.

So he found Thrym's house in a slightly remote forest in Asgard.

Thrym was a very powerful giant. Not only were piles of gold and silver treasures in his house, but his cowshed also had several bulls with golden horns, and purebred black cows.

This sight made Thor's heart skip a beat. He was still thinking about using gold to redeem his hammer. This giant obviously wasn't short of money!

Seeing Thor's arrival and hearing Thor express his intention, the ugly-looking male giant picked his teeth with a small golden stick, and didn't beat around the bush: "I saw this hammer flashing with lightning, and it was casually thrown in the middle of the hall. I thought it was an unowned hammer, so I took it."

Thor's face darkened: "This is the Thunder God's Hammer [Mjolnir]. All of Asgard knows that it belongs to me, Thor!"

"I didn't know, is that also a sin?" Thrym snorted disdainfully, and his huge hound Togo immediately threatened Thor with a roar.

Actually, at this time, Thor was already very unhappy.

In normal times, he would definitely punch this old guy in the eye socket and tell him not to provoke the Thunder God!

But Thor remembered Tangs's instructions—he wasn't allowed to do anything before he got the Thunder Hammer!

Thor endured it, and gritted his teeth: "Of course it's not a sin, as long as you return the Thunder God's Hammer to me, everything will be fine."

The giant glanced at Thor contemptuously: "Then I'll be blunt, I woke up from the ice, and all I had left was me and this old dog, and it was quite lonely. I was willing to join the Asgardian race because Odin lied to me, saying that there were many female giants here for me to choose from. But when I came, I found that the female giants would rather be lovers with you Asgardians than pay attention to us."

Thor suppressed his anger and smiled: "Then what kind of woman do you want, Thrym? An Elf? A Valkyrie? Or..."

"No! I either don't want them, or I want the best—let me tell you, I've taken a fancy to your Goddess Freyja!"

Thor couldn't control himself anymore, and stood up abruptly: "Are you kidding me? She is my father's exclusive!"

"I don't care about that! This is the Thunder God's Hammer, without it, you are trash. Either let Freyja marry me, or say goodbye to your hammer!"

Thor's fists were clenched.

The other party's way of thinking was very characteristic of giants!

They want to snatch beauties when they see them, and steal if they can't snatch them!

Shaki, who abducted the goddess of youth Idun before, was also like this.

These barbaric and lecherous guys are all the same!

The most effective way to deal with male giants is always a hard fist!

If it weren't for Tangs's instructions, Thor would definitely have gone berserk at this moment.

Seeing Thor's veins popping out but not daring to do anything, Thrym thought that Thor was afraid of his hound and his bravery.

"Hahahaha! Tell you, Thor kid! Next time, I want to see you personally send Freyja over, otherwise I will throw your hammer into the void of the lower realm, go find it yourself." After saying that, Thrym's hound approached directly, baring its teeth at Thor and not stopping the saliva from dripping.

Thor left, a little dejected.

Not far from Thrym's house, he saw Hela waiting here, and then he told her about the meeting.

"Oh? Giants! There are too many guys who can't figure things out," Hela rubbed her eyebrows.

"Then what should we do?"

For Freyja to marry was out of the question. Thor knew very well that even if his father had never established a queen, among so many goddesses, the one he loved the most was Freyja, followed by Frigga and Gullveig.

Even if Thor ran to open his mouth, his father would tear him apart.

What's more, Thrym himself was not justified in this matter.

While Thor was thinking wildly, Hela asked him to repeat Tangs's order.

After Thor repeated it, Hela opened her mouth: "Thor, I think this is what His Majesty taught you is called [enduring humiliation and bearing a heavy burden]."

"Ah, I seem to have heard this word when I was a child."

"..." Hela was speechless for a while: "His Majesty even taught me, how could he not teach you?"

"Uh, let's just say so," Thor scratched his head, feeling quite embarrassed.

"I see, His Majesty hates you always rushing up without using your brain, so he forced you to think of a way. How about this, I'll teach you a trick, you just need to do this..." Hela whispered a plan into Thor's ear.