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Chapter 68 What is an Asgardian banquet?

Before leaving the Asgardian vault, Ronan took one last, reluctant look.

Don't worry, little ones, wait here for a while, I'll come back to pick you up sooner or later!

You are all my little darlings~

Then, Ronan was ruthlessly driven out of the basement by the guards.

Ronan, who had been driven away, couldn't help but glance at the soldier.

On the day of Ragnarok, I will definitely capture you and bring you to Earth, and I'll make you guard my treasure vault!

I give him a thumbs up for his work ethic.

On the way back, Thor kept saying he wanted to throw a welcome party for Ronan.

At that time, the banquets he had seen before would be on a completely different level.

Rumor has it that the best dancer in all of Asgard is already waiting for Ronan's call.

Ronan refused Thor's suggestion repeatedly.

He also stated that he is still a child and these things are too forbidden for him to participate in for the time being.

It's a pity.

Unfortunately, in the end he couldn't resist Thor's pressure and was forced to agree to attend the banquet.

Thor even went so far as to elevate the discussion to the friendship between Kamar-Taj and Asgard.

What can Ronan do?

Well, Ronan was completely helpless.

After all, he was forced to sacrifice himself for Kamar-Taj.

Back in the main hall, Ronan discovered that the Ancient One was nowhere to be found, as was Odin.

They asked the guards and learned that Gu Yi had actually gone back first.

And he also left Ronan with a message.

Let him have fun in Asgard, just don't forget to go back to school tomorrow.

Ronan was stunned when he heard this.

Teacher, I don't want to play here at all, I just want to...

Glug glug.

Without a second thought, Ronan was taken directly to the banquet hall by an incredibly excited Thor.

With Solden's call to arms, thousands responded, threatening to overthrow the entire As.

Oh no, the entire banquet hall was instantly filled!

Those Asgardian cupboards seemed to have gotten used to it.

Before Ronan could even sit down and get a good look at the people around him, all sorts of dishes were served.

Ronan had never seen roasted animal meat before, as well as fruit that looked like geoduck clams, and even a whole roasted lamb.

Anyway, how should I put it?

It's all meat, and the remaining vegetables and fruits look very much like meat!

Besides that, the most common items served were Asgardian specialty wines.

According to Thor, these wines are brewed in Asgard every year and stored up year after year. What Ronan is drinking now is basically a wine that is a hundred years old.

Oh, for Asgard, a century-old vintage makes little difference to a few years' worth of wine.

Looking at the barrels of wine that were as big as small mountains in front of him, Ronan couldn't help but swallow hard.

Drinking so much, won't it kill someone?

He was trying to find an excuse, saying that he was too young to drink.

But in Asgard, there are no rules prohibiting minors from drinking alcohol.

So, Ronan drank alcohol for the first time in this world, and it was alien alcohol at that.

As for the taste...

Well, after drinking it, I felt dizzy, and everything looked so white and big.

Oh sister, I know you Asgardians are warm and hospitable, but please don't hug me so tightly, I can't breathe.

Oh, and this lady, if you're going to have a drinking contest, why are you standing on a chair?

Putting everything else aside, the main problem is that it's too windy and drafty!

I'm worried you'll catch a cold!

Oh, ma'am, you can forget about me. I'm still young and don't understand anything.

And what's wrong with you ladies? Why did you blindfold me?

Huh? You want me to drink blindfolded?

No, I'm still a child. I can't drink alcohol; I can only drink milk.

Oh no, I can't take it anymore! How did I end up lying on two sausages?

That's indecent!

What? My pants got wet from the alcohol? You need to give me a new pair?

It must be said that when it comes to hospitality, Asgard dares to claim to be number one, and no one can claim to be number two.

Ronan finally witnessed what a real party was like.

Yes, literally.

He seemed to have done everything, yet he also did nothing.

In any case, he held his bottom line and gained a lot of advantage from the enemy.

Ronan had to admire himself.

Even if you get drunk, you're guaranteed to make a profit.

He is still the same virgin he always was, without changing at all.

The next morning, Ronan was woken up by Thor to prepare for another breakfast.

"Good bro, your fighting skills are really formidable!"

"They actually managed to get me drunk!"

Thor patted Ronan on the shoulder excitedly, looking very thrilled.

He had a strong grip, which woke Ronan from his nap.

Ronan grimaced, clutching his shoulder and gasping for breath.

It almost caused the seams of my newly bought clothes to come undone.

"It's alright. It's my first time drinking it, so I don't have much experience."

"Did I do anything too outrageous last night?"

Ronan rubbed his shoulders and sat up in bed.

Um.

He stumbled and almost fell flat on his face like a cute girl.

The effects of drinking last night were still there; Ronan felt like he was walking on cotton when he stepped on the ground.

"They didn't do anything too outrageous."

"It's just that your pants seemed to get wet from the alcohol halfway through, and the ladies wanted to give you a change, but you absolutely refused."

"Here, take a look for yourself."

Thor headed toward Ronan.

Ronan clutched his hand, his expression suddenly changing!

Young people are bound to be a bit impulsive, that's normal.

Especially if it's your first time drinking, it's perfectly normal to get drunk and not be able to hold the glass properly.

It's just unfortunate that the wet patch got in the wrong place, that's all!

Yes! That's all!

"Never mind, I'll just change it when I get home."

"What should we have for breakfast?"

Ronan steadied himself, picked up the water glass next to him, and took a sip.

Pooh!

Why is it still alcohol?