Type-Moon, I heard that after death, you can ascend to the Throne of Heroes?

Chapter 267

So after Sif got this treasure, she has been running around among the gods these days, showing off this treasure to the goddesses.

She changed the scene of hiding at home and crying a few days ago,

which shows her love for it.

On the other hand, through Nier's eyes, Eden knew very well what material Eden was looking for, which was just a mature wheat ear in the field.

So Eden hesitated for a long time, and finally did not say it.

She almost determined that Eden could not win this "game", so she had another plan in her heart.

Eden could not really watch Loki chop off Eden's head.

So in fact, Eden said in front of the gods that he would no longer give Loki the golden apple, not completely out of anger, but intentionally.

Because don't forget, the golden apple... Eden can actually pick it!

So if things develop irreversibly, then Eden can only tell this secret to protect Eden.

Afterwards, Loki was caught by Thor again as expected and was beaten up.

Because after returning from Eden, although Sif did not tell Thor about the "game", she naturally told Thor about her daughter Slude being bullied.

When Thor heard this, he was immediately furious.

And he vented his anger for his daughter.

Then time passed, and about a week passed like this, and Sif gradually forgot about the promise.

Until that day, Slude came to her palace on a white horse and saw her.

"Child?"

The goddess Sif, who was letting the lower-ranking gods around her comb her long golden hair, was naturally very surprised to see her daughter Slude suddenly come back.

She immediately stood up, walked quickly towards Slude, and held her in her arms.

"Why are you back?"

Holding her daughter in her arms and touching her head, Sif said happily.

Facing Sif, Slude, who usually appears meticulous, can't help but look much gentler at this moment, and even smiles on his face.

"Mother Goddess, the fact is that..."

Slude briefly told Sif about the commission that Nuoyan received from the goddess of youth Iden, and the bet with the god of trickery Loki.

Sif listened and kept blinking.

And thus, she naturally recalled what happened more than half a month ago.

"Then you came to me, kid, is it because..."

"Yeah." Slude nodded and replied: "Noel has braided the new long hair for you, the mother goddess, and hopes that I can take you, the mother goddess, to the courtyard..."

And this is also the help that Nuoyan sought from Slude more than half a month ago.

He hopes that Slude can bring the goddess of harvest Sif to the courtyard.

And in the courtyard, he will offer the long-prepared tribute to this goddess.

Sif thought for a moment, and then whispered to Slude: "Child, in fact, Eden has already told me about this, and not only that, she even punished Loki together with your father.

Although I am very happy that there is a lovely child in the world who has been weaving such a tribute for me, if there is no bet with Loki, I will definitely be happy to go to see him with you, but..."

Said Sif, showing the golden hair on her head to Slude in front of her.

"Do you really think that the child named Noel can win this bet?"

Slude was silent for a while, then shook his head gently and said: "I don't know, but I promised him that I would bring you to Noel.

And in this case, Mother Goddess, I think you can go to see him, because that tribute... is very special."

This unexpected answer made Sif blink a few times.

"Very special... really?"

"Yeah." Slude nodded.

Seeing this, Sif couldn't help but look at her daughter in front of her.

Slude is a very serious child, so Sif also knows that she is unlikely to lie, but...

"Slude, could it be... you care about that boy?"

"Care?" Slude tilted his head and thought for a while, and nodded in Sif's strange eyes.

"Well, I do care."

Because he is the last lingering love of elder sister Brunhilde in this world... Slude thought so in his heart.

But,

"...It seems that now, I really have no reason not to go."

Obviously, Sif, who had misunderstood something, smiled.

And Slude tilted his head slightly, obviously did not understand what his mother goddess meant at all, let alone read the ridicule in her eyes.

So, Sif followed Slude and sat on the white horse.

Transformed into the brilliant aurora, from the rainbow bridge to the courtyard of the human world.

When the white horse ran with the Valkyrie and the goddess to the human world, it was already the time of the sunset.

Under the setting sun, Slude brought the goddess Sif, who had bright golden hair, to a golden wheat field.

"Mother Goddess, you just need to wait here."

Slude said, and turned and left according to Nuoyan's instructions at the beginning.

Sif looked at Srud's leaving figure and stood there obediently.

The corners of his mouth were raised, and he kept looking around.

At this moment, Sif was full of curiosity about the promise.

Whether it was the youth goddess Eden's preference for promises or Srud's reaction that seemed to have enlightened her, Sif was full of expectations for promises.

What she didn't expect was that several minutes passed and the promise never appeared.

Just when Sif was getting impatient, frowning and getting angry.

"Beautiful goddess, may I ask... are you the goddess that brother Noel asked me to wait for?"

A childish voice, slightly timid, suddenly sounded in Sif's ears.

Sif was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously looked back for the voice.

Then he saw a little girl about six or seven years old, holding an exquisite garland, standing behind her.

When Hill looked at the other party, the little girl was startled and subconsciously took two steps back.

Looking at the extremely beautiful goddess in front of her, the eyes of the little girl who raised her head were full of admiration.

"...Noel?"

Sif quickly realized that it was Srud and the youth goddess Eden, the boy they were talking about.

So, she nodded.

Then, Sif saw the little girl hand the wreath in her arms to her.

"This is......"

Just when Sif was confused.

"The big brother said that it will be dedicated to the beautiful goddess as your tribute."

As she said that, as if she had thought of something, the little girl put the wreath on her head, and then under Sif's slightly stunned gaze, beautiful long golden hair grew out of the wreath.

The long golden hair was obviously not as beautiful and dazzling as Xif's current hair, but in the gentle breeze of the setting sun, it seemed to be the golden wheat fields around her when it was gently swaying.

Sif looked at the blond hair falling from the wreath, and was completely stunned for a moment.

After all, she was a goddess after all, so she naturally saw the true nature of the wreath.

The material for the long hair is indeed very simple, basically made of wheat ears.

But Sif saw that every strand of hair was an ear of wheat, and each ear of wheat came from the hands of different people. They gave the ears of wheat to the young man and woven them into a long The long hair carries a blessing for her, the harvest goddess.

In that blessing, there is sincerity and there is also falsehood.

But it doesn't matter anymore, because they all gather together to form the long golden hair.

"Beautiful goddess, may I ask... are you really the goddess Sif?"

The little girl said, without waiting for Sif's reply, she smiled innocently and said, "Well, goddess, you are so beautiful, you must be the goddess Sif that grandma said has been blessing us and bringing us a good harvest. Bar."

"When Brother Noel told my grandma that I wanted to offer tribute to you, the goddess, my grandma was so excited that she braided the last long hair for you herself, and wanted to come see you, but she could no longer get up from the bed. .....”

With that said, the little girl took off the wreath on her head.

He walked forward, carefully looked at the goddess in front of him, handed the garland over, and said: "So I came here on her behalf...

And I'm sorry, goddess, you must be angry because I'm late. I actually ran a long way to pick flowers from the mountain and decorate them on this wreath.

Because this is a tribute to you, the goddess, I think it must be very beautiful. "

Under the setting sun, the innocent girl held the garland of flowers in her arms. In the golden wheat field, she smiled and dedicated it to the goddess who symbolized the harvest.

In the distant forest, the little bird Ni'er and the Valkyrie Slud had this scene engraved in their eyes.

If you really had to describe it in one sentence, then Nier and Slud would probably say the same thing today.

Just like a painting...

Not only that, such a picture naturally caught the eyes of Eden, the goddess of youth, and Shikodi, the goddess of fate.

"...a good harvest?"

In the sanctuary of Asgard, beside the Fountain of Uld, the quiet and mysterious goddess of fate, wearing a long black dress, could not help but speak softly at this moment.

Obviously, she already fully understood what the tribute promised to Sif was.

That is not a head of dazzling blond hair, but a harvest... The tribute promised to the harvest goddess Sif is a harvest in the middle of the human world.

Correspondingly, the youth goddess Eden told the message of the promise.

Sif loved her long golden hair so much, took care of it and took care of it every day, and looked so sad after Loki cut it off, because that long golden hair originally symbolized the gains in the world. , symbolizing the golden ears of wheat and the gold in the ground.

she lost it,

But now, the promise has been found for her again.

"The blond hair that Loki took out symbolizes beauty and wealth, because it is made of the rarest gold wire and is exquisitely forged by dwarves."

"And the blond hair he forged is the harvest of the world, the responsibility that she almost forgot because of her beauty and wealth, and that... innocence."

It was not Shikodi, the goddess of fate, who said this.

The source of the voice was a slightly old and thick one-eyed god.

He sat on the high throne, with two black ravens on his shoulders.

He raised his eyes and watched the outcome of this matter.

He looked at the goddess for a long time,

but in the end, she still trembled and stretched out her hand, and took the beautiful wreath from the little girl.

"...... Heh."

So, he, sitting on the throne, smiled when he saw this.

"Loki, you lose."

At this moment, Nuoyan naturally didn't know all this.

He was not even like Nier and Slud, who were deeply touched by the scene in front of them.

His sight just kept wandering around Sif and Slud.