Inside the Hall of Heroes, not just General Fieldre, but also the other Asgardian youths and Golden Guardians, all wore expressions of disbelief as they stared dumbfounded at Kyle, who was enveloped in divine flames.
The surging power of the fire god clung to Kyle as if enchanted, every move and gesture emanating threads of divine radiance. He stood calmly in the Hall of Heroes, his golden eyes shining brightly, truly resembling an authentic God!
“Me? Haven’t I said it before? I’m just a human from Earth. However… I’m the first human to set foot in outer space and in Asgard.”
Facing Fieldre’s question, Kyle shrugged, speaking earnestly.
“How is that possible? How could you just be a human? To think that a mere human can perceive…” Fieldre felt like he’d been hit with a heavy blow, forcing a strained smile as he spoke.
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something, and his gaze urgently turned back to the shattered orb held by the statue.
“Oh no!” Fieldre’s face turned pale, panicked. “Non-divine beings touching the Fire God’s inheritance point is one thing, but you’ve also broken it!”
“This power of the Fire God just loves to flock to me. There’s nothing I can do about it,” Kyle sighed heavily, patting Fieldre’s shoulder with a meaningful look. “By the way, General Fieldre, I did receive your permission before touching the inheritance point.”
“I-I had no idea something like this would happen!” Fieldre was at a loss for words, his face looking quite unsightly. In any case, he would have to bear at least half of this blame.
Kyle rubbed his chin and offered a suggestion, “How about I return the divine power now?”
“The inheritance sphere of the Fire God is already shattered. How can you do that?” Fieldre gave him a scowl.
Kyle continued, “Or maybe we should leave now. The people outside the Hall of Heroes might not have noticed what’s happening here.”
“Didn’t you notice just now? The flames soaring, the divine miracle descending. How could the people outside the hall not have noticed? They might even have informed His Highness by now…”
Before Fieldre could finish speaking, the sound of thunderous hooves outside the hall reached their ears. Accompanied by the clinking of armor, a loud voice pierced through the distance, echoing in their ears, “By order of King Odin! The one who triggered the divine flame miracle, please proceed to the main hall of the palace immediately. No delay is permitted!”
“Now what do we do, General Fieldre?” Only after the messenger guard had left did Kyle turn to Fieldre, who had a stern expression on his face, and earnestly asked for his opinion.
“What else can we do? Go meet King Odin in the palace. At worst, it’s just another twist of fate in eighty years,” Fieldre said, looking utterly despondent, his hands spread in surrender.
Ten minutes later, in the grand hall of the palace.
Kyle and Fieldre stood side by side in the middle of the hall, slightly ahead of Thor and Loki while the two brothers watched Kyle intently.
Thor wore a peculiar expression on his face, while Loki furrowed his brows slightly. Odin, seated on the throne, remained silent. His solemn and deep single-eyed gaze scrutinized Kyle, thoughts unknown.
Kyle, aflame with an irresistible divine fire, became the focus of all the gods’ attention. For a moment, the grand golden hall fell into an eerie silence.
Fieldre, who could boast proudly as a deputy general throughout Asgard, now dared not even breathe heavily. He hung his head like a child who had done wrong, his armor’s lining dampened with cold sweat.
Taking advantage of this moment, Kyle, without a trace of fear on his face, held his head high and cast his gaze over the various gods in the hall.
Thor, of course, needed no introduction. Next to him was likely his mischievous and restless younger brother, Loki.
It was mostly in line with what he’d seen in the movies, except that up close, Kyle noticed the elusive smirk on Loki’s face and the vaguely sinister expression, it was as if this man’s mind was brewing some mischievous scheme. It made him feel an inexplicable urge to baptize him with divine fire.
Looking further ahead, seated on the golden throne was none other than the King of the Gods, Odin.
After a brief eye contact, Kyle’s heart trembled. It felt similar to when he faced the invincible war god as a mere human and he instinctively averted his gaze.
This was Odin! Although he couldn’t see Odin’s Ability Card, Kyle was absolutely certain that the figure before him was the King of Asgard, the most powerful being in the universe, a true god-lifeform at the pinnacle of cosmic power.
For hundreds of thousands of years, he ruled the Nine Realms, established Asgard, and wielded Bifrost with his weapon, he bestowed godly powers and spells on many and is capable of anything from soaring the skies to delving into the depths of the earth.
If Thor could be considered a powerful extraterrestrial, then Odin’s existence could truly be classified as that of a True God!
“Is no one going to come forward and explain?” Odin’s steady voice broke the silence in the hall.
With a thud, Fieldre fell to his knees in fear and spoke. “Your Majesty, it’s my fault. I shouldn’t have brought this human into the Hall of Heroes, leading to the incident just now.”
“Hmph!”
Loki snorted coldly, his tone calm but harboring a hidden threat. “Vice Commander Fieldre, not only did you allow him into the Hall of Heroes, but from the moment he set foot in Asgard, he violated the divine laws! Now, the offense is even greater. With your status, how do you plan to bear the consequences?”
Fieldre’s face went pale, and he could only bow to acknowledge his guilt.
“Enough.” Thor took a deep breath, walked out, stood in front of Fieldre, and knelt on one knee, reporting to Odin. “Father, it was I who brought Kyle into Asgard, and I instructed Fieldre to show Kyle around. If all of this is considered a fault, I will bear it alone.”
“You will bear it? You really know how to stir up trouble. I just spoke to you about the matter of the throne, and now you still expect me to pass it on to you without worries?” Odin’s words carried a hint of anger. Thor gritted his teeth, bowing in silence.
Loki observed everything and a faint sinister smile played on his lips for a moment before quickly vanishing.
Odin stared directly at Kyle and asked with authority, “Your name is Kyle, correct?”
“Yes, Your Majesty,” Kyle bowed gently, a sign of respect without going into a full kneel.
“I give you a choice.” Odin raised his voice, his words resonating powerfully in the hall. “From now on, join Asgard, become a Guardian of Asgard, and stay here to watch over the Hall of Heroes. Your authority will be equal to Heimdall, one rank below me, but on par with Thor and Loki.”
“Father?!” Loki’s face changed slightly, about to say something, but Odin raised his hand to stop him.
Thor and Fieldre looked up, their gazes fixed on Kyle, awaiting his response.
To join Asgard! It was the dream of countless beings across the universe! It didn’t make sense for an ordinary person to refuse!
Unfortunately, Kyle was far from ordinary…
With a calm smile, Kyle locked eyes with Odin and said firmly, “I’m sorry, but I must decline!”
(End of this chapter)
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