Shadow trail of the beautiful world

Chapter 952 6. Father's Love--I'm a bit annoying for Mr. Fox, brother plus more [57]

Manhattan, New York.

In a high-end apartment, Thor, who has just got off work from the clinic, is sorting his clothes.

He took out some casual clothes from the cabinet, folded them, and packed them into the suitcase.

He picked up the daily toiletries and a few medical classics that he was reading in his spare time.

There are already some sealed trinkets in that box.

A few bottles of wine that he bought by chance when he was on a business trip with Dr. Strange to Russia, this is a gift for Vostagg.

A lady's suit bought in London is more neutral, and Sif should like it.

There are also a few bottles of the latest men's perfume that was just released this year, which my good friend Fandalt ordered.

Finally, a few classic drama masterpieces on earth.

This is for Loki.

His younger brother has always loved these things.

In six months, Thor has changed a lot.

He seems to be used to wearing a suit to work in the clinic every day, helping Dr. Stephen, or treating some less serious patients alone.

He also changed the original bohemian hair into a more stable hairstyle, and even repaired his beard neatly.

At this time, he was at home, wearing a very decent men's shirt, which set off his perfect figure and muscles.

With that masculine face, Thor maintains a brave temperament while also adding a sense of stability and trustworthiness.

"Are you really not going with me?"

While Thor was packing the packed suitcase, he said to the astronomer and prospective wife Jane who was leaning against the door, holding coffee and watching him pack up:

"Didn't you say that you yearn for the exotic scenery of Asgard? There are also unique astronomical wonders..."

"I have a temporary project."

Jane took a sip of coffee, brushed her hair, and looked at her boyfriend with a coquettish attitude.

Thor is one of those men who catches the attention of ladies wherever he goes.

Since Thor entered Stephen's clinic, he has become a high-income earner on this land.

In addition, there are some high-class people who come in and out of Dr. Stephen's clinic.

The combination of several factors gave Jane Foster a sense of urgency in the past six months.

There are many women from the upper class who are coveting their boyfriends. In the past month, Thor has received at least 17 letters with perfumes and even exaggerated intimate photos.

There are other women watching, so Jane naturally wants to fight.

Astronomers, who had previously been busy with their work, also began to spend time on their personal images.

I even bought a bunch of cosmetics that I didn't pay much attention to before.

Fortunately, Thor belongs to that kind of very loyal man. Although he lost the power of Thor and completely turned him into a mortal, the advantage of being an Asgardian is still there.

He has always been honest with his female patients, and he never goes to an appointment without telling his girlfriend.

This gave Jane a sense of security in her heart.

But Jane is very clear that creatures like men cannot withstand temptation...

Just look at Merlin, such an outstanding person is also a pile of love debts.

Thor is going back to Asgard this weekend, his father Odin is sick in bed, he has to go back and see.

This application has been approved by Heimdall, the gatekeeper of God's Domain.

To be honest, Jane really wanted to go back with Thor.

Because she heard that Thor had a childhood sweetheart in Asgard, it is difficult to say whether the old relationship will rekindle after the two meet again.

But unfortunately, she has a temporary project these days, and she can't leave at all.

And Jane is a smart woman too.

She knows very well that if you want to grasp a man's heart, you cannot restrain him. The tighter you grasp, the easier it is to lose.

Watching Thor put the suitcase in the corner of the house, Jane put the coffee cup aside, she stepped forward and hugged Thor from behind.

She said softly:

"Let me make sure first, this time you won't never leave, will you?"

"will not."

Thor smiled, turned around, hugged his girlfriend's slender waist, and whispered:

"Here is my life, my work, and my... lover, how could I abandon you?"

Jane looked at Thor, seeing the love in Thor's eyes, she smiled, tiptoed and kissed Thor's lips, while she reached out and unbuttoned Thor's shirt, and undressed him.

She said:

"Let me say, if something happens between you and Ms. Sif...then you'd better not tell me."

Jane blinked, pushed Thor onto the bed, and pushed her pajamas away.

She said to her boyfriend:

"I don't want to compete with a real goddess..."

"Are you so unsure of yourself?"

Thor said:

"Sif would not do such a thing of stealing a man... She is a very proud woman."

"What about Thor's Hammer?"

Jane's vague voice came, and she said:

"Are you going to take it back with you?"

"Mjolnir..."

Thor took a deep breath, lay down on the bed, closed his eyes, and said:

"Let it stay in this world. No one can pick it up anymore. How can I take it home?"

Two hours later, a refreshed Thor dragged his suitcase and came to a square on the edge of New York City in the evening.

This was formerly the site of the Trident Building.

In the disaster half a year ago, the Trident Building was completely razed to the ground, and later it became a memorial square.

In the center of the square, there is a special landscape.

On an isolated rock, there was a square-headed, silver one-handed warhammer smashed there obliquely.

From the day it appeared, it attracted a lot of onlookers.

Every day there is a line of people trying to pull it up.

Among them are some well-known heroes and public figures.

But six months later, the hammer is still here, and no one can speak of it.

There is also a gossip that in the occasional thunderstorm weather, there will always be lightning that strikes this war hammer, but no matter how powerful the lightning is, this war hammer is unharmed.

The official explanation to the outside world is that this is a tribute to the legendary Thor's hammer, Mjolnir, and is a replica.

But only a few people know that this war hammer, which is displayed as a work of art, is the real Thor's Hammer.

A legendary weapon from the realm of Asgard.

"Swish"

Thor's fingers caressed the familiar hammer.

He closed his eyes and let his fingers slide on the surface of the warhammer. When the fingers touched the cold metal, there was a pulsating electric arc shining.

He is as familiar with every part of this warhammer as he is with his own body.

This thing once belonged to him, was a symbol of his.

But now, it doesn't belong to Thor anymore.

At the touch of Thor's fingers, the silent hammer was like a dead thing no longer alive.

It looks at Thor as it looks at a stranger who is nothing special.

Thor's expression was calm.

In 6 months, he has accepted this reality from the bottom of his heart.

He is no longer Thor, he is just an ordinary office worker in Manhattan, an ordinary person living on the earth.

He lost a lot and waved goodbye to his past.

But he also got a lot.

When Merlin left, he told him that he wanted to give the world and everyone freedom.

Maybe others didn't feel that freedom, but Thor did.

He doesn't need to hold Thor's Hammer with anxiety after waking up every morning;

There is no need to worry about whether you will be abandoned by Warhammer before going to bed every day.

He doesn't need to prove himself a righteous hero every moment of the day.

No longer do you need to spend your time keeping your vows.

He lost his strength...

He got his life.

He can accompany his lover when the sky is full of sunset, talking and laughing, and easily sharing each other's stories today.

He could spend the whole day in the laboratory, studying boring but useful medical knowledge with Stephen.

He can even sleep for most of the day when he is tired, emptying his mind without worrying about being eroded by burnout.

He doesn't need to worry anymore, he spends every day in deep self-examination and self-doubt...

"There isn't a hammer in heaven for me to swing to make me a better god..."

Thor withdrew his fingers from the face of Thor's Hammer, and he looked at his former companion.

He said softly:

"It is not oaths that determine our destiny, but actions."

"Thank you, Merlin."

"Thank you for helping me remove the shackles..."

Thor took a deep breath, took a step back, grabbed the suitcase, raised his head, and looked at the evening stars.

Since the day Merlin disappeared, the star sea in this world has become very clear and pure, allowing Thor to look up and see the constellations in the star sea.

Phantom of the World Tree...

A special horoscope that only Asgardians can understand.

Well, now Jane can understand too.

Thor's girlfriend grew up on Earth, but she has an indescribable sensitivity to the stars. If she was born in Asgard, Thor can be sure that Jane will definitely become the best astrologer.

"Heimdall!"

Thor yelled:

"Take me home..."

"boom"

The golden light is like a beam of light penetrating the sky and the earth. As the rainbow bridge unfolds, Thor standing in place is instantly engulfed by the light, as if entering a gorgeous sea of ​​light.

In those bright, swaying light spots, he is like a person swimming in the sea.

A moment later, Thor, dragging his suitcase, walked out from the gate of the Rainbow Bridge in Asgard.

He straightened his open suit, brushed his hair again, and greeted the gatekeeper in golden armor standing on the golden stone platform in front of him, holding a two-handed epee.

"Hi, Heimdall, long time no see."

"Thor..."

Under the helmet, Heimdall looked at Prince Thor, who had returned to the realm of God, with eyes like a sea of ​​spinning stars.

As the gatekeeper, he could clearly feel that the divine power in Thor's body had been completely washed away.

In addition to being as strong as an Asgardian, he is already an out-and-out mortal in every way.

But that smile on Thor's face...

That kind of free, gentle, relaxed, leisurely smile.

That was something Heimdall hadn't seen in the past 500 years.

Thor has changed.

It's hard to put into words what has changed in Thor, but he has definitely changed.

It was like going from a dazzling diamond that never ceases to shine, to a featureless rock, thrown into the rubble again.

But it seems that there is more than that.

Hard to say.

"Your father is waiting for you, Thor."

Heimdall pulled out the two-handed epee from the stone platform, turned his back, and said to Thor:

"follow me."

In the golden palace of the mighty Asgard realm, in the chambers of the god-kings.

The moment Thor walked into the bedroom, he saw Frigga, who was sitting by the bed with a worried expression on her face.

I haven't seen her for a few years, and my mother seems to be getting older.

"Mother."

Thor called out, waking up the queen who was worried about her husband. Frigga turned her head and saw her son standing at the door.

He was still as tall and handsome as before, but he seemed to have lost some weight, and there was no light in his eyes anymore.

"Thor, my son."

With joy shining on the face of the queen, she walked quickly and grabbed her son's hand, while Thor stepped forward and gave his mother a hug.

他 说:

"I'm back, Mom, I miss you so much."

"We miss you too, we miss you all the time."

There was already a hint of crying in Tianhou's voice.

She can be a tough ruler, but at this moment, in front of the closest people, she no longer needs to be strong.

"Come on, come and see your father."

The Queen of Heaven grabbed her son's wrist and brought Thor to Odin's sleeping bed. She worriedly said to her son:

"Your father has entered the sleep of God, and it may take a while to wake up."

"How did he get so badly injured?"

Probably because of his instinct as a doctor, Thor noticed his father's unhealthy pale face for the first time. For an old man who has lived for thousands of years, Odin has always been hale and hearty.

But now, the God King's face was extremely pale, and his face was covered with wrinkles.

He was lying on a golden bed full of runes, his long white hair scattered on both sides of the pillow.

And between Odin's waist and abdomen, there were still wounds that hadn't fully healed.

Even though the God King had been using divine power to heal himself in the past few months, the decisive blow from Merlin had indeed brought him unbearable pain.

On the waist of the God King, in the remaining hideous wound, there is a strange light entrenched.

Those black, shadow-like lights were entangled by golden streamers.

It breaks down into the most basic magic power bit by bit, but this process is extremely slow.

Odin was forced to enter the sleep of God, probably because of this reason.

"Your father was wounded by the dark raven in order to destroy the evil artifact that the serpent relied on to recover."

Queen Frigga said softly:

"But he didn't regret it. He fulfilled his duty as a father. He protected you, my son Thor."

"The big snake will no longer recover, and you can finally escape from your prophecy."

"So, father did all this for that prophecy?"

Thor felt a little heavy at this moment, and he held his mother's hand tightly.

他 说:

"I never believed that prophecy, mother, I never believed that I would die at the hands of the big snake...Father didn't need to do that at all."

"No, Thor."

Tianhou stretched out her hand and stroked her son's temples. She said in a kind tone:

"Your father loves you very much. Even though he punished you and scolded you, he loves you just like me."

"For you, he is willing to give everything..."

"He's a warrior, he's a king, that's how he shows his love, and your father and I can't allow us to lose you any longer."

"My child, you just need to live freely, everything is with us."

(End of this chapter)