Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 38 I, Gulveig, can sing and dance

When Brunhilde said this, Gullveig was so frightened that his whole body shook violently, trembling like rice in the sun.

Such a genuine reaction could not possibly fool anyone.

In the prison, with the help of the eternal light of the fire element, everyone could clearly see that Gullveig would be resurrected immediately every time she was killed, but her tattered clothes would not repair themselves, and if she was killed several times, it was inevitable that large areas of damage would occur.

Then it was even clearer: the waist that was originally occupied by a large area of black tattoos was now snow-white.

Even Thor, who doesn't like to use his brain, understood something: "Ah! The tattoo is her life?"

Tang Si sneered: "She probably used some evil method to seal some powerful beings in her body. Once she suffers serious damage, the damage will be transferred to those scapegoats. After the substitutes are defeated, when she encounters a fatal attack again, she will be really finished."

When Downs revealed word by word the ultimate secret of Gullveig's immortality, the arrogance that once appeared on her face was no longer there. She struggled to kneel down and kowtowed continuously.

"Your Majesty Paulson! I'm sorry! I'm really sorry! I didn't mean to mock the Aesir. I was ordered by Njord to deliberately provoke you so that you would lose your mind and attack Vanaheim with your entire army. Please forgive me! I really didn't mean to look down on the Aesir..."

Gulveig was scared, she was really scared.

Perhaps it is true that the saying goes - guys with multiple health bars are actually more afraid of death.

Tang Si curled his lips and said, "I am not a sadist. I will give you a chance to remove all the unnecessary tattoos by yourself."

Gullveig's eyes widened, and she really wanted to say no.

But if she refused, Thor would definitely continue to kill her without hesitation until her last substitute tattoo exploded.

“Ah, wuwuwu…” The pain and despair made Gulveig completely collapse: “Yes, I’m sorry, I’ll remove it right away. I’ll do it right away. Please allow me to cast magic.”

Towns nodded.

Gulveig didn't dare to cheat this time, probably because the terrible sword was still stuck in her body.

Waves of black light lit up on her body, and every time a tattoo exploded, her entire body trembled violently.

After the deed was done, she even allowed the Valkyrie to check her body over and over again like a lamb to be slaughtered.

"Your Majesty, is this okay?" Gulveig begged.

Feeling the weakness in her eyes and listening to her nagging words of begging for mercy, Tang Si curled his lips: "I still prefer the rebellious you before. But, you are not bad now..."

The once extremely arrogant Goddess Warner revealed a weak but submissive and flattering smile.

At the banquet in the Palace of Joy that evening, everyone exclaimed in surprise when they saw Gullveig being dragged in by the Valkyrie.

The visual impact was too exaggerated: a Valkyrie who was less than 1.8 meters tall was dragging a five-meter-tall Vanir goddess with just a rope that could be easily broken free, and yet the latter looked extremely docile.

The giants and gods who had just taken their turns burst into cheers and laughter on the spot.

"Hahahaha!"

"Isn't this a provocation to the goddess of our Aesir?"

"I haven't seen you for a long time. Where's your pride?"

"Why don't you break free? How about I give you a sword and let us fight it out?"

Countless mocking voices were like thousands of swords piercing the heart of this beautiful Vanir goddess. She was shaking violently, but she lowered her head and did not dare to refute any of the mockery.

Coupled with the return of meteorites from outer space, this time, the giants and gods were completely convinced by His Majesty the King of Gods.

The little incident of Odin's failure in the morning had long been forgotten by everyone. They cursed Gulveig unscrupulously and were very quick in their verbal abuse.

Tang Si clapped his hands, and everyone immediately quieted down: "Okay, Lady Gulveig has fully realized her mistakes. In order to atone for her sins, she decided to join our Aesir as a divine servant. Now let's ask her to perform a dance that is very characteristic of the Vanir!"

What is humiliation?

This is a humiliation!
In the morning, she mocked the Æsir for being so cruel, and in the evening, she endured the consequences a hundredfold. She was obviously extremely reluctant in her heart, but after giving in, she became extremely obedient.

Amid the laughter of the onlookers, she knelt down before the God-King, and then as the Warner music that the dwarf musicians had urgently rehearsed sounded, she stretched her limbs to the beat like a puppet, and tried hard to control her facial expression, pretending to be happy and pretending not to hear the whistles around her.

Such multiple blows are the most destructive to a goddess.

Looking at her graceful dancing posture, Tang Si couldn't help but think of why emperors of successive dynasties always encountered kings of enemy countries who were good at singing and dancing before he traveled through time.
Very simple!
Either hang your head on the city gate or become good at singing and dancing, you have to choose one.

For the Aesir, who had just evolved from the savages who ate raw meat and drank blood and wore animal skins, this enemy who had mocked them was not worthy of enjoying the third ending.

Obviously, her dancing skills were not as good as those of the Elf of Light, and her appearance was only average, but her identity as the Warner Goddess alone was enough to make the audience scream, beat their chests excitedly, and raise their weapons high.

After the three dances were over, Downs walked over and carried Gulveig towards the back hall in public, carrying him like a sack. The atmosphere of the dinner reached its climax!
Gulveig's head was hanging down, and his ears were filled with the crazy screams of the Aesir gods and giants.

The terrible shame tormented her like a thousand arrows piercing her heart.

But she was shocked to find that she was extremely grateful to Tang Si, simply because he carried her to the back hall instead of executing her on the spot.

This preserved the last bit of her dignity as a goddess.

After she was extremely ashamed and angry, she was horrified to find that she was actually enjoying the process of being conquered.

……

The banquet with Gullveig as the protagonist lasted for three days in a row!

Fourth day.

Downs brought Gulveig to the cliff west of Asgard, looked at the giants who were still throwing stones hard, and called the bow gods Juul and Heimdall.

"Can you see Njord?" Downs asked, and asked Gullveig to describe the appearance of her former leader.

The two weakened versions of the Clairvoyance that could see a thousand miles away locked onto the same target after a quick glance.

"I see." The two gods said in unison.

"Well, please use your arrows to send some gifts to Njord."

"Yes--"

"Gulveig, leave a message for your former master."

“Okay…” The once sharp-tongued girl now looks like a bullied little woman.

Not long after, Njord, who had been feeling restless in the underworld, received an unexpected gift.

Everything happened very suddenly. The sea snake, which had been attacking continuously, failed to intercept a strange falling object that was faster and more accurate.

Niold has long been impatient with these meteorites falling from the sky.

But he had been holding on for three days without stopping, so it was normal for his senses to become numb.

So much so that when the arrow of the bow god Yul cut through the sky and fell into the square at the main entrance of Njord's temple, he had no time to intercept it.

"Boom-"

The marble tiles of the square were shattered and turned into a big pit. Deep in the pit, a giant arrow that looked like a spear to mortals was quietly stuck in the ground. Divine power was still lingering on the arrow.

As the sea breeze blew, an object that was very goddess-like fluttered like a flag in the sea breeze.

Looking at the runes and messages above, the Vanir God King Njord's expression had never been so terrifying.

[Sorry! Njord! I, Gulveig, have decided to join the Aesir and serve the supreme Majesty, Dons Paulson.]

(End of this chapter)