Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 12 Paul Abdicates
The devastating flood tore apart everything and destroyed the Frost Giants' rule over this land of eternal darkness and snow.

Countless Frost Giants who did not have the chance to fight against the Aesir were swept into the sea by the flood and drowned.

Bergelmir, a 25-meter-tall, hunchbacked male frost giant, and his wife hugged a rotten towering tree at the last moment.

The interior of the 120-meter-tall tree trunk had long since decayed, and Bergelmir simply pulled at it a few times, and it became the doomsday ark for the frost giant couple.

In the storm caused by the rapid melting of glaciers, he looked at the sacred mountain emitting brilliant light from afar.

The blood connection brought by the fall of the ancestor, coupled with his almost natural resentment towards foreign races, made his inner anger towards the Aesir reach an unprecedented level.

Facing the cold raindrops, he roared to the sky and swore to the heavens: "Aesir! I, Bergelmir, swear that I will revive the Frost Giants. My descendants will inherit my will until I overthrow your rule—"

His oath crossed the sky and actually made Tang Si, who was still on the high mountain, feel it.

"what?"

Odin, who was still in the excitement, saw his elder brother suddenly stop and asked curiously: "Brother? What's wrong?"

Looking into the distance silently, Tang Si said absentmindedly: "Nothing, I seemed to hear the roar of a remnant of the frost giant."

"Remnants?" Odin laughed disdainfully, "Just one or two frost giants. Even if they weren't drowned, what else could he do?"

Downs shook his head. Odin in the epic [Edda] was just like this. He was extremely conceited and almost always let the tiger go back to the mountain. When he was strong, no external enemy could kill him. Once he showed signs of weakness, any hostile force would dare to kill him and destroy his house!
"My foolish brother! I will teach you one more thing. Never underestimate your enemies unless you kill them all. Don't forget that our grandfather, Bli, was killed by Ymir, but it only took three generations for him to seize control of this world."

"Uh." Odin was speechless for a moment.

At this time, Paul stepped forward and patted Odin on the back of his head: "Listen to your big brother."

Paul, as a father, is often silent. This does not mean that he is stupid, on the contrary, he is very smart and can tell at a glance who is responsible for today's victory.

Downs struck while the iron was hot: "Odin! When this is over, I will send you and Loki and the others over there to wipe out the last remnants of the Frost Giants! If you can bring back the heads of all the remnants of the giants, then I will ask my father to give you a kingdom to be the king, what do you think?"

"Ah?!" Odin was really shocked.

No, it should be said that all the Aesir members present, except for the stupid Willy, were stunned.

We had just seized control of the world from Ymir, and everyone was confused as to what to do next, but Towns had already thought so far ahead.

Faced with this epoch-making vision, everyone's heads immediately started buzzing.

Paul was also at a loss. Logically, all major matters should be decided by him, the head of the family, the so-called God King of this generation. But he was not blind, and he had long seen that his eldest son was far superior to him in both combat power and wisdom.

In every major crisis, the solution proposed by Downs is always the most correct. Even slightly modifying his solution is impossible. Not to mention that after absorbing the blood of Ymir's ancestor Titan, Downs's strength is completely interrupted.

Whether he admits it or not, everyone has already begun to follow Towns' footsteps silently.

Paul forced a slightly awkward smile, and did not immediately agree to the king's request. He just said: "Odin, your brother is definitely right. We can't let our guard down. Besides, we have to survive this flood first."

"Yes..." Odin replied angrily.

The flood came just as Downs had imagined, and even this towering mountain was not spared.

Because they had half a day to prepare, the Aesir and the giants under their command escaped the disaster safely. The giants were too big, and even though Downs had prepared a pile of 50-meter-high giant trees in advance, the makeshift raft could only hold two or three giants.

Paul and his wife Bestla sat on a huge raft, watching the cruel scene not far away with a relatively calm attitude.

Many animals were swept into the flood, and only a few lucky bears or wolves were able to cling to a broken tree and barely survive the turbulent flood. Most of them drowned along with the scattered frost giants.

Bestla suddenly said, "My dear, without Tang Si, we might end up like those poor prey."

Paul answered the question irrelevantly: "After this flood, I will announce to everyone that the position of God King will be passed on to Tang Si."

Before today, the so-called God King was at most a self-proclaimed title by a small clan called Asa. But after defeating the ruler of this world, the meaning of this sentence was completely different.

"Ah?" Bestla said in astonishment, "Didn't you say that your late father wanted to see you ascend the throne before he died?"

"That's right, but I think that the god who can truly lead the Aesir to glory is Tang Si, not me. So I plan to..." Paul whispered to Bestra. Soon, the giantess nodded vigorously.

The terrible flood lasted for three days and three nights.

The raft, without any power device, drifted with the current until the water level dropped. It took the Aesir and the giants a whole day to barely regroup.

The faces of the gods and giants were filled with fatigue and excitement.

The Aesir became the only ruler of this world, and the giants who joined them also gained a huge status improvement. Especially the giants, they were eager for Paul to tell them something about their future.

Paul stood proudly on the huge head of Ymir that fell on the ground. The former lord of the earth was now lifeless. This act of complete conquest was the simplest, most violent and direct in this barbaric era.

The supplies on site were too scarce, so everything was kept simple.

When Downs raised his hands and placed a crown made of frost elements on his father's head, Paul's family and all the giants cheered loudly.

"Long live the Aesir!"

"Long live God King Paul!"

"Long live the Lord of Jinlunga—"

After three cheers of "Long live the king", the excited giants howled loudly, praising their new king!

Paul turned into a twenty-meter-tall giant, raised his hands and pressed down, and everyone began to quiet down.

"I'm glad that everyone has made me their king. But I'm sure everyone knows who personally defeated Ymir, the ancestor of the Frost Giants! Now, I, Paul Brisson, declare in the name of the God King Aesir that I will pass the throne to my eldest son, Towns Paulson. He is the real warrior! He is the most suitable God King who can lead everyone to glory!"

Completely ignoring Towns' reaction, Paul took off his crown and put it on Towns' head.

Towns' two younger brothers and a group of giants were stunned for a moment, and then burst into the warmest cheers.

"Long live His Majesty Tang Si!"

(End of this chapter)