Nobody knows how to be a villain better than me.

Therefore, Samael had no choice but to lead this army ahead, intending to find out the ins and outs of the Greek crisis before deciding whether he could persuade Odin to change his attitude if necessary.

Ultimately, they are merely allies of mutual interests and cannot trust each other completely.

However, as the three light patterns were activated one by one, a flippant voice, completely different from Odin's tone, rang out.

"My dear son Jormungandr, what are you doing on the Sea of ​​Chaos? You didn't even tell me you were going on a long trip. Come here, let Daddy give you a hug..."

The handsome young man with black hair, green eyes, a golden horn-shaped headband, and a long golden-green robe emerged from the pillar of light, grinning as he opened his arms and gestured excitedly to embrace Samael.

"Oh? What did you call me?"

The ancient serpent's blood-red vertical pupils narrowed slightly, and the smile on its face grew even brighter.

"Your Majesty! Have a pleasant journey. If there's nothing else, I'll take my leave now."

The god of mischief's gaze fell upon the parchment scroll swaying in front of the pillar of light in Samael's hand, and his face immediately froze, as if he had encountered a natural enemy, and he shrank back.

"Don't rush off. Activate the magic array of the Golden Palace to connect the two places. You're not just here to say 'Greetings' to me, are you?"

Samael raised an eyebrow, his tone sarcastic, and then tore open the parchment scroll, casually reading its contents aloud.

"Tsk tsk, you turned into a pigeon to peep at the goddess of youth, Yicheng, while she was bathing, and stole three fruits of youth; you turned into a mosquito and bit a pair of dwarf craftsmen named Sindri, making them itch for three days and three nights as revenge for their scolding; on the way back, you even seduced a beautiful woman from the Elf Kingdom..."

"These are pure slander!"

Loki, the god of trickery, whose secrets had been exposed, put on a fake smile, his eyes darting around, and stubbornly tried to explain himself. But under the scrutiny of those serpentine eyes, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his smile became increasingly forced.

"What, you couldn't wait to leave after I just left? You only checked on my whereabouts after you'd had your fun? You're really not taking me, the current King of Jotunheim, seriously! Even if I'm not in Asgard, your little schemes can't be hidden from me, much less from Odin!"

Samael frowned and snorted coldly, speaking in a low voice.

"Alright, I've already figured out how to get Hela and the others to clean up this mess. But, normally it's fine, but while I'm not in Asgard, you'd better behave yourself."

The ancient serpent paused for a moment, then opened a spatial rift, and thousands of parchment scrolls poured out.

"Besides, you don't want all the messes you've made to end up on the tables of the victims the next morning, do you?"

"Definitely, definitely, I've always been very law-abiding."

Imagining himself being chased across the mountains and fields, Loki couldn't help but shrink his neck, nodding with a forced smile and an air of absolute certainty.

"No need for promises, and I don't believe yours anyway. Hela will keep an eye on you for me. If there's a next time, be careful you don't get caught and sent to Niflheim to keep the Fire Giant King Surt company. He misses you terribly..."

Samael responded indifferently, his face full of malice.

hiss!

Loki gasped, his body stiffening, and he immediately gave his guarantee again, looking on meekly.

He was the mastermind who tricked Surut into the Great God's prison; if that monster saw him, he'd tear him apart alive.

After listening to the lecture, Loki, covered in sweat, finally received permission to shut down the communication. Only then did he dare to carefully extinguish the magic circle. The God of Mischief, who was completely under his control, couldn't help but shed tears in his heart when facing the new ruler of Jotunheim.

Who is the father and who is the son?

But there was nothing he could do; all his talents were focused on illusion, deception, and escape. Past experience told him that he really couldn't beat this little snake.

What's more, with Fenrir and Hela as accomplices, cheering him on, none of the three unfortunate kids listened to him.

Deception and lying are such a positive and interesting way of life! Why should I be asked to reform myself? I can't live like this anymore!

After the communication was cut off, Loki in the temple was filled with grief and anger, and went berserk.

At this moment, Samael, having finished reprimanding the god of mischief, was quite pleased, and the frustration he had felt from his disagreements with Odin had vanished.

"Buzz!"

Just as the rebellious son, whose mood had improved, was about to leave the control room and go back for a nap, the magic circle behind him started buzzing and lighting up again.

Samael turned his head and looked back, and was shocked to see the magical realm that was surrounded by seven towering black rock walls, shrouded in lead-gray clouds, and covered by shadows wherever he went.

This is the Land of Shadows, a darkness where sunlight cannot reach, Ireland is the world of the dead, a realm of the undead.

Inside the dark and gloomy hall, eerie blue will-o'-the-wisps flickered. A graceful female warrior with purple hair and bloodshot eyes, dressed in a purple bodysuit and with a black veil covering her face, leaned against a grotesque throne made of bones and strange rocks. She held a scarlet thorny spear in her hand, looking down at the world with a lonely and desolate air, like a solitary and cold snow.

"Lady Scáthach? What brings you here?"

Samael was slightly taken aback and asked casually.

Because of teaching the primordial runes, exchanging spear techniques, and other reasons, he had a good personal relationship with the queen of the Shadow Kingdom.

But this voyage should be kept quite secret. How did Scáthach obtain the flagship's communication magic?

Moreover, the magic array that was operating in the hall was quite exquisite. Wasn't she a major in marksmanship? When did her magic skills become so advanced?

Just as the ancient serpent was beginning to have doubts, the Queen of the Shadow Kingdom in the main hall casually lifted the black veil in front of her, a pleased smile curving her lips.

"Hehe, the fleet has been gone for three days, and you still haven't recognized me. It's quite a pity. Even the gods who deceive the gods can be deceived. This role-playing game is really interesting."

"Well, let me tell you some good news. I'm currently integrating the undead of the Shadowlands and the power of Jotunheim. If needed, I should be able to help, my dear husband..."

Skadi, the goddess of winter, sat on her throne and smiled, her smile melting away like ice and snow. Her eyes, as she looked at her husband, held a newfound tranquility and warmth, like the sunshine after a snowfall.

However, Samael's expression was stiff at this moment, he didn't hear a word, he was sweating profusely, and his mind was buzzing.

If Skadi were in the Land of Shadows, then the person in her bed right now would be...

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Chapter Eight: Your Husband is Amazing!

“Samael…Samael? Samael!”

"Huh? Oh, I'm here!"

"My dear husband, what were you thinking about just now? You seemed so lost in thought."

The ice goddess, seated on the throne of the King of Shadows, frowned slightly, her gaze scrutinizing.

"What else could it be? You've fooled even the gods who deceive the gods. Your choices are always so unexpected, just like when you chose your betrothed among all the gods, you just happened to pick me."

Samael seemed startled by the prank, and shook his head helplessly while rubbing his forehead.

In Jotunheim, one of the nine worlds, besides the frost giants who form the main body, there is also a lineage of mountain giants.

Shaki was a renowned and powerful mountain giant, unlike the ordinary mountain giants who were simple and honest. He had always coveted the apple of youth and the beautiful goddess of youth, Izen, in the sacred garden of Asgard.

Later, the mountain giant Shaki found an opportunity, captured Loki, and coerced the god of mischief into helping him trick Izumi out. Shaki then transformed into a vulture and kidnapped the goddess of youth and the apple of youth.

As the gods began to age, they realized something was wrong, and through meticulous investigation, they captured the accomplice Loki.

Left with no other choice, Loki had to put on the "eagle feather robe" he borrowed from Freya, the goddess of beauty, and transform into a bird. While Shaki was out and Eden was alone, he hid the goddess in a nut on his body and fled towards Asgard.

However, Shakki relentlessly pursued him, and ultimately, due to his greed, he was burned to death by the Aesir gods in front of the Asgardian fortress.

Skadi, the ice goddess who is temporarily residing in the Land of Shadows, is the daughter of the mountain giant Shaki.

When she learned that her father had been killed by the gods, Skadi, fully armed, stormed the Golden Palace in Asgard. The gods, fearing her bravery, hoped to reconcile with her, so they made a bet that they could make this stern ice goddess laugh and forget their past grievances.

After winning the bet, Odin raised Shaki's remaining will to the heavens, turning it into a star that would endure forever. To compensate Skadi, he also promised to let her choose a husband from among the gods.

After all, it was her father who was at fault first, and Skadi also knew that she alone could not defeat the entire Aesir and Vanir gods, so she was willing to compromise.

However, to be fair and not to damage the gods' reputation or harmony, the gods covered themselves with cloaks, leaving only their feet exposed, and Skadi chose them randomly.

When the conflict broke out, coincidentally, Samael had just infiltrated Asgard and was having a secret meeting with Odin. As a result, he was trapped in the Golden Palace and became one of the candidates.

"What, are you surprised that I chose you?"

Skadi raised her hand to prop up her chin and asked with a hint of curiosity.

"Otherwise what? You wandered around the main hall again and again, only making a decision when it was almost dusk, and you actually chose me, who is not human..."

"That's because they all have bare feet showing, only your cloak has a tail underneath."

"So, when you were asked to choose a husband, you embraced a snake from among the gods?"

"Isn't it interesting?"

"Fine, whatever makes you happy. After all, I'm the luckiest of all the gods to have the favor of the Goddess of Winter. And luckily, I survived being killed by those jealous guys..."

Looking at Skadi's half-serious, half-mocking expression, Samael could only manage a helpless, bitter smile.

"If you unfortunately die, then I will bury you and avenge you."

"Speaking of which, I'm already dead, can't you at least do something, like cry a few times to express your sadness?"

"I will not shed tears for you, because it is like a human stepping on an ant; it is difficult to feel guilty or sad. Such a small and fragile thing is destined not to last long in the world of gods, so why be sad?"

The Ice and Snow Goddess thought for a moment, then tilted her head and answered seriously.

"If you hadn't said that last sentence, I might have been more touched..."

Feeling as if he had been stabbed in the heart, Samael clutched his chest, leaned back on the bench, rolled his eyes, and complained listlessly.

This woman seems aloof, but sometimes she can be quite eccentric.

After the marriage selection, this poor snake was taken by Skadi and taken back to Jotunheim to be kept as a pet for a while.

Only when Skadi occasionally thinks of him will this ice goddess take the time to come and examine his snake scales; otherwise, she rarely inquires about him.

As for the reason, Skadi didn't say, but the perceptive Samael could naturally guess the general idea.

In short, the Aesir killed her biological father, although the two sides reached a reconciliation through a wager and concessions.

Odin presided over the marriage selection for her, which can be seen as compensation or as coercion. If Skadi agreed to marry one of the gods, it would be equivalent to her representing the mountain giants and submitting to the ruling system headed by the Aesir.

This goddess, who dared to go to Asgard alone, armed and ready, to avenge her father, possessed her own pride.

Although she couldn't refuse Odin's "kindness," she preferred to take the snake and make a choice that surprised everyone rather than be confined by fate, rather than compromise.

However, to Skadi's surprise, the husband she had casually brought along to silence the gods was far more outstanding than she had imagined.

The serpent encircling the world… a trickster on par with Loki, the god of mischief… a hero who helped the Aesir imprison Surt, the king of the fire giants…

The strongest monster in Jotunheim! The new king shared by the Frost Giants and Mountain Giants!

But in just a few thousand years, the little snake from before has grown to such an extent and even surpassed her, which is simply unbelievable.

The goddess of winter, seated on her throne, gazed wistfully at her husband, recalling his many experiences. Even with her calm nature, she couldn't help but sigh deeply.

However, these emotional fluctuations come and go quickly.

Skadi quickly cleared her mind of these thoughts, stretched comfortably, and muttered to herself.

"If there's nothing else, let's call it a day. I'd like to take a shower."

"Wait! Shouldn't you be the one sailing with the fleet? How did it become Queen Scáthach? What's going on?"

Seeing the magic circle gradually sway, Samael steeled himself and asked the question that was tantamount to testing the edge of danger.

But this wicked creature was cautious, speaking ambiguously and even giving Scáthach the title of "Queen" to show its distance.

"Oh, this..."

Skadi raised her hand to cover her cherry lips, yawned lazily, and answered nonchalantly.

"I heard that the foreign land you are going to is a territory where the gods have fallen, and the power of magic will be greatly weakened. Scáthach's combat skills can be used to their fullest potential. Let Scáthach take my place and protect your safety."

However, in exchange, I'll be in charge of keeping an eye on the Land of Shadows while she's away, and also coordinating affairs in Jotunheim. I might be a bit busy lately.

Samael felt a warmth rise in his heart upon hearing this.