Marvel Magic Case Files

Chapter 341 The Special Nature of Arcane Marks (Second Update)

After the false alarm in the dungeon, Sif and the other two warriors wiped the sweat from their brows.

The previous dungeon rebellion led to the death of Queen Frigga, and now Asgard's security is at its highest. Even Salomon can see Asgardian ships—literally ships—straight across the sky through his windows; the Asgardians truly have preserved their original aesthetic sensibilities to this day. And unseen by him, the garrisons of various Asgardian territories are also on high alert. No one knows whether Malekith, the Dark Elf King, will attempt some sabotage before using the Aether.

As Salomon and Thor stood on the Rainbow Bridge, a hundred fully armed Heroic Spirits stood behind them. Heimdall nodded to Thor and activated the Rainbow Bridge. The hundred Heroic Spirits filed in, and just as Thor was about to step into the passage, Salomon grabbed the warrior standing next to him.

He was closer to Saul than Sif, Vandal, Vosstag, and Jane Foster.

"I'm watching you, Loki." The sorcerer, his eyelids smeared with a mixture of honey and lotus oil, gripped Loki's shoulders tightly. With the help of the Pierce Disguise spell, he saw through Loki's disguise; the true appearance of the god of mischief was like an illusory shell covering the heroic soldier.

Loki smiled calmly, dispelling the illusion. A pair of handcuffs were conspicuously placed on his wrists—although the Allfather had agreed to Thor's request for Loki's revenge (Loki held his head high throughout, refusing to bow to the Allfather no matter how Thor tried to force him), he couldn't relax his vigilance over Loki. Odin had also dispatched several heroic warriors to closely follow Loki, including Thor—he too had to keep a close eye on his brother, ensuring the unpredictable fellow returned to the dungeons.

Sif and the other two warriors merely frowned. Sif believed that now that Salomon knew about it, Loki shouldn't continue his disguise. A Loki without pretense was easier to control, and they needed to take him back to Asgard and into the dungeons after the battle.

Would it? Salomon doesn't think so.

The official letter has been obtained. If Loki fails to return to the dungeon, Asgard will owe Midgard a favor. In the eyes of the arcane mages, Loki is synonymous with cunning and betrayal; he will undoubtedly find a way to escape his confinement. This is an excellent opportunity, and Salomon doesn't believe these heroic warriors can keep this extremely cunning fellow in check.

He placed an invisible arcane mark on Loki's neck. While the arcane mark spell was merely a trick, it possessed a powerful, unremovable effect, lasting for a full month on any creature. Many summoning and detection spells required the arcane mark as an anchor point; with this mark, he could track Loki's every move. Loki, of course, noticed the arcane mage's subtle action, and he smiled disdainfully.

It's just a magical mark; as the number one magician in the Nine Realms, I can easily...

Snapped--

Jane Foster rushed up and slapped Loki across the face, but everyone pretended not to see it.

Saul, gripping her brother's arm, strode into the passageway, accompanied by another slap from her and the tongue-out God of Mischief. Salomon quickly followed, and Sif, protecting Jane Foster, also entered. The Rainbow Bridge landed at none other than Jane Foster's London laboratory and residence, the place where Salomon had previously given her tutoring.

The sudden arrival of a hundred heroic warriors and the magnificent rainbow bridge attracted a large crowd of onlookers, and nearby police quickly came over. After the Battle of New York, books about Norse mythology sold out, and young people today all recognize Thor.

Jane Foster probably didn't expect her residence and the area around her laboratory to become so lively. If it weren't for the heroic warriors menacingly blocking the entrances and exits of the apartment, those overly idiotic passersby who loved watching the drama might have rushed over to take photos.

Salomon quickly put on the hood of his cult robes and performed a little magic trick, subtly distorting his voice and body language, making even the Phoenix on his shoulder suddenly appear unremarkable.

It looks like a silly bald eagle.

The police drew their guns, but Salomon casually waved his finger, and the officers left as if they had remembered something. However, this wouldn't deter the police; as long as these heroic warriors remained, the police would eventually arrive—so he hastily drafted a short message and sent it to the relevant government personnel.

Given the Daily Telegraph's sales in the UK, this country should be under US jurisdiction.

Hopefully, Agent Coulson's team is nearby; if not, he can help open a portal.

Loki smiled at Salomon, seemingly suggesting that he use more magic on the mortals to resolve the situation completely. However, Salomon simply rolled his eyes at him.

"Let's go in," the sorcerer said to Thor and Jane Foster. He was about to say something more when he heard a thud as people came down the stairs. Darcy practically skipped out of the stairwell, still wearing her loose slippers.

"Hey!" she exclaimed with delight, first admiring the biceps of the hundred heroic warriors, then unabashedly poking Thor's breastplate with her finger. This caused Sif and Loki to roll their eyes. "I didn't expect you to bring Jane back with you. If only she could stay in Asgard, I could use the microwave whenever I wanted..."

"Darcy!"

"Okay, okay, Jane, we've brought Eric (Dr. Eric Sullivan, Jane Foster's mentor) back," Darcy said. "He's getting mad more and more... no, I don't know if he's mad or not, but he looks pretty much mad. He was running around Stonehenge naked, and it was on the news." Darcy raised her voice in the hallway, "Eric, we have guests! You'd better put your pants on! Ian, you too!"

"Who is Ian?" Salomon asked.

"My intern. Don't look at me like that. I'm a professional too. It's normal for me to have an intern."

"You mean the kind of intern nobody wants, the kind who can only do manual labor? Isn't that what got you hired by Jane Foster?"

"you……"

"You!" Dr. Eric stood up from behind the table, still without his trousers on. He pointed angrily at Loki, then realized that Loki wasn't the only one who had entered.

"Hello, Thor." He stepped forward and gave Thor a tight hug.

"Hello, Eric. It's great to see you're as healthy as ever."

Sif, Vostag, and Fandral weren't spared either. They reluctantly accepted Dr. Eric's embrace, but when it was Jane Foster's turn, she pushed away her half-mad mentor with all her might. Salomon also refused Dr. Eric's embrace; he had absolutely no interest in being hugged by an old man wearing only yellowed underwear.

This was less a welcome and more a punishment; Salomon wanted Eric to hug Loki, since Loki couldn't resist now anyway.

"What brings you here?" Eric asked immediately after the welcoming ceremony. "You even brought... him," Eric pointed at Loki, "I hope it's not anything too bad."

"I'm sorry, Eric." Thor put the hammer on the ground. "Midgard is in trouble now. We're here to help... and also for revenge."

"revenge?"

"Yes, it's a terrible thing," Saul said. "We still have time to talk about it."

"There's one attendee who hasn't arrived yet," the sorcerer interrupted. "But he can join the meeting by phone. Phoenix, bring me what I need."

Mimi Mimi Mimi Mimi Mimi

(End of this chapter)