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Chapter 167 Loki's Ambition, Big Event at the Bar

"Since you are the three goddesses of Norn, you should know the rules."

"Oh?"

The woman with the older voice sounded suspicious and asked Loki, "New point of view, what rules do you want, Loki?"

"You have to answer me a question."

Loki looked at the thread of fate hanging down from his head and said to the other party, "Anyone who enters the residence of the three goddesses of Norn can ask you a question about fate."

"Giggle."

A clear laugh sounded, and Loki saw the girl who had just appeared flash past him again.

The other party smiled and said to him: "We can't guide your destiny."

Loki was a little surprised. "I always thought you were guiding destiny. I know many people who can do it. For example, an Indian found snake bones in the swamp. He would use his little fingers to fiddle with them, let them spin in his hand, and observe how the mud and water were thrown out."

"Because he could see what he was going to encounter that day, and he could crush cranberries in his palm and predict the weather by the crumbs, or put his hand on the bark of a tree and tell what bird was in the tree."

Faced with Loki's strange metaphor, the three goddesses of Norn remained silent for a long time.

After a while, the woman with the older voice said to him: "Destiny is insignificant and unimportant. There is no macro-design, no script. It is just the direction of the choices you make. Loki, you want to see the future through the branch of destiny, which is impossible."

Loki nodded and asked, "I guess you are the goddess Urd, right? I am not really interested in the future and fate. I just want to ask you a question, but does asking a question require me to sacrifice something?"

Loki gestured with his hands, "Or we can exchange information. I can tell you some of my secrets. Of course, I can also tell you about my brothers' secrets. For example, there are several magazines with unhealthy contents under John's bed."

"No, Loki, your secrets are worthless."

Goddess Urd interrupted his nonsense directly.

"You mean to ask where the Book of Magdalene is?"

The youngest goddess suddenly appeared beside Loki again and asked him with a blink of her eyes.

"Yeah, that shouldn't be a hard question, right?"

Loki looked at the lively goddess in front of him and said, "Perhaps you can tell me the answer for my father's sake."

The faceless goddess Urd spoke, "We were born from the World Tree, weaving the web of fate. The fate of all beings can change at any time due to choices. Loki, you desire to possess the Book of Magdalene, but this will not achieve your goal."

"Well, I believe it, but didn't you just say that fate doesn't matter? Why now, it seems like you're talking about the predestined nature of fate again?"

Loki quickly changed the subject, "Okay, let's get back on track. I want to know where the Book of Magdalene is."

The three goddesses were silent for a moment, "Georgetown, Maryland, is where you will be directed if you wish to obtain the book."

Before Goddess Urd could finish, the young goddess suddenly appeared behind Loki and said to him: "I am looking forward to seeing how you can rewrite the ending of your life."

Startled, Loki looked at the young goddess in surprise.

It turns out that this person is also a god of fun?

"Okay, thank you guys, maybe next time I can bring you some presents."

Loki thanked the other party in a good mood.

"But I still have a question. Why can I come here in my dream? Why doesn't Dad know about your existence?"

"The web we were able to weave is not complete enough, so we cannot connect to more possible futures. Your perception in the dream world is extremely sharp, so you can feel our presence."

Goddess Urd explained to him.

"I see. In short, you are not strong enough now, right?"

Loki expressed his understanding.

The three goddesses of Norn fell silent again.

"Okay, I have to go now. Anyway, thank you for your help."

Loki was in a good mood and greeted the three goddesses before turning and leaving.

When he walked out of the room filled with silk threads, he found that the scenery in front of him suddenly changed and he was back in the courtyard again.

After walking a few steps along the courtyard and opening his eyes, Loki found that he was awake.

Getting off the bed, he looked toward the World Tree that was emitting a faint glow in the courtyard.

If you want to find the Book of Magdalene, you need to go to Georgetown, Maryland.

But it’s not easy to go so far away from home now.

His brows wrinkled slightly.

The next day, early in the morning.

Star-Lord is showing Clark his newly learned magic.

He took out his small bag and shook it. Something like dice inside made a whirring sound. "I collect bones. I can tell fortunes through bones."

Clark coughed, "Great, you also know witchcraft."

Originally, Clark planned to go to the Torch newspaper with Chloe to do the interview work.

But on the way, he met Star-Lord, who pulled him and forced him to perform magic for him.

Facing Clark's complaints, Star-Lord nodded and said, "That's right."

Clark was skeptical, thinking that Star-Lord was just bragging.

"You know what? Clark, the universe has its own laws, and these laws are usually hidden behind people's sight, unless someone can see deeper or is willing to study them."

Star-Lord said seriously: "For example, I can see who you came with today."

Star-Lord said as he took a bone out of the bag and placed it on the table, "It's Lana, right?"

After hearing what Star-Lord said, Clark looked at him in shock.

The other party was actually right!
He did run into Lana when he came in the morning.

"How do you do that, Star-Lord?"

Clark asked in surprise. "This is the secret of magic."

Star-Lord said proudly: "This is also the secret of fate, Clark. I can see your fate, some things in the past, present and future."

Seeing that Star-Lord was becoming more and more arrogant, Clark interrupted him with a cough.

He knew that if he didn't show some appreciation, this kid would continue to show off.

What he didn't know was that every time he saw Lana, the smile on his face would betray his good mood.

In this way, Star-Lord easily guessed that he must have met Lana in the morning.

"Looks like you can start the stage show with Zatanna."

Clark picked up the bone from Star-Lord's bag. "These are animal bones, right? Where did you get them?"

“I found it at a flea market.”

Star-Lord put the bone away and said, "That's a great place. I found a lot of out-of-print tapes there, including some about the Rolling Stones."

"cool."

Clark listened to what Star-Lord said and nodded.

Loki, who had just woken up, saw the two people talking as soon as he went downstairs.

"Hey Clark, where's Dad?"

"Dad went to the Metropolis to take care of something. He said he might not be back today."

Star-Lord said to him, "I guess he might be going to deal with the bar."

"Are you sure?"

"of course."

When Loki heard what Star-Lord said, his eyes immediately narrowed.

Since my father is out for a day and won't be back, perhaps this is my chance.

Thinking of this, Loki immediately took action.

On the other side, the Metropolitan Bar.

Peter is being questioned by the police.

"Are you the owner of the bar?"

"Yes, it's me."

Peter looked calmly at the body lying on the ground that had been burned to charcoal. "But I seldom come here. The affairs of the bar are left to the manager Todd."

"But we can't find him now, Mr. Padrick. Do you really know nothing about what happened at the scene?"

"I didn't know."

Peter rushed over quickly after receiving the call in the morning.

On the way, he listened to the bar staff's brief account of the situation.

A customer was sitting at the bar drinking when his body suddenly started to burn for no apparent reason.

Even though the security guards and waiters used fire extinguishers to spray at the other person, the flames on his body could not be put out, and he was finally burned to charcoal while wailing.

Peter originally wanted to contact the bar manager Todd, but he also disappeared and could not be reached by phone.

"Okay, here are my personal contact details."

The police officer handed him a business card with a phone number on it and said, "If you find anything, Mr. Padrick, you can contact me directly."

Peter nodded and put the business card away.

He looked at the charred body on the ground, a trace of annoyance appearing on his face.

Who on earth dares to play tricks in his own bar?

This fire is obviously not normal. What causes it?
magic?

Or some other existence?

"Haven't contacted Todd yet?"

Peter asked the waiter next to him.

Todd Burleigh was the original owner of the bar. After Peter took over the bar, he handed over the bar's business to him.

"We have been trying to contact him but there has been no news, no matter by phone or email."

The waiter said he couldn't contact the manager either.

"What's his address?"

Peter asked the waiter, he planned to visit the other party's home.

By the time we had dealt with the police and handled the on-site matters, it was already evening.

Peter was about to leave the bar and head to Todd's house.

"Oh!"

The door was pushed open and a figure walked in.

Peter looked at the other person's figure and was slightly stunned.

The other person has an unforgettable exquisite appearance, a figure full of sculptural lines, and a strong aura.

The black jacket is paired with black leather pants, which perfectly highlights the figure.

After entering the bar, the other party looked around and finally turned his gaze to him.

(End of this chapter)