Marvel Disassembler

Arthur's first thought upon hearing this was that Odin must have gone mad! His second thought was that Thor would definitely go all out against him if he agreed to such absurd request.

He quickly shook his head: "Old man, you're not exactly rolling in wealth without heirs. Thor is still alive and kicking on Earth, and Loki is causing all kinds of trouble there, too. No matter how you look at it, it's not something that should fall to me, is it?"

Odin paused, then burst out laughing with amusement: "Do you think I want to give Asgard to you?"

"If that's a misunderstanding, I'm going to feel really embarrassed," Arthur felt his face turn stiff.

"To be honest, it wouldn't be impossible to give it to you - if you were willing to be my son-in-law, it would be perfectly justified to give it to you."

Odin looked at Arthur and asked, "Do you dare?"

"I don't dare!" Arthur stood his ground as he spoke: "The age difference is too great!"

"Age is not a problem." Odin said calmly, "Mortals cannot be immortal. They cannot accompany you through your endless years."

"I must have come to the wrong place today..." Arthur couldn't help but laugh: "Why do I get the feeling that you have changed professions?"

"Just think about it." Odin said: "But before that, let me ask you - are you willing to protect Asgard in the future?"

"Protect?"

Arthur chewed on the word, looked thoughtfully at Odin, then nodded: "Old man, to be honest, whether it's the past or the present, I've never really felt a sense of belonging to this world. Regardless of why you and the Ancient One trusted me back then, I'm grateful for that trust. Thor is my friend, too, and in the future, we may fight side by side more than once. So... yes, I'm willing to protect this place."

Looking down at the Asgard beneath his feet, Arthur nodded sincerely.

"Good." Odin looked deeply at Arthur, then said joyfully: "From today on, Asgard will be your second home. You can come here at any time through the Bifrost. Thor will be your closest brother and ally, and together, you will face countless challenges."

As he spoke, he led Arthur back into the Golden Palace in a single step: "Actually, the question you raised about the world and your sense of belonging— I can give you an answer for that…"

"There's an answer for that?" Arthur was stunned as he looked at Odin: "Isn't that just my personal issue?"

"While it is, it's also not entirely that."

Odin explained: "My old friend may have mentioned that you, yourself, are a world. And that you have merged into these Nine Realms. Do you understand what that means?"

"That the world... is rejecting me?"

"No, it is you who are rejecting this world."

Odin smiled: "This universe is full of inclusiveness; it can embrace everything. It is vast and selfless, never-ending! But you are different… You are a small world in and of yourself, in every sense of the word. When you're within the Nine Realms, you instinctively reject it, unable to integrate with it. Once your power increases and your mental energy can briefly extend outside yourself and merge with the world, this feeling will disappear."

Arthur fell into deep thought.

"Alright, I won't take up any more of your time."

Odin said: "Thor has prepared some gifts for you; they're in the room where you stayed last time. For the rest of your time here, feel free to do as you wish. If you want, you can keep me company for a chat. Frigga is also quite fond of you. It's a pity you still refuse to be my son-in-law…"

"Can we drop that subject please?" Arthur was speechless: "The age difference is a real issue, after all."

"If you get the chance, I do hope you'll visit her. Maybe once you see her, you'll like her,"

Odin's eyes suddenly gleamed: "That's actually a great idea!"

"Wait, wait…" 

Arthur quickly raised his hand in protest. If he remembered correctly, Hela was in the underworld, right? To avoid any misunderstandings, Arthur asked directly, "Just to be sure, your eldest daughter… where is she now?"

"In Hell." 

Odin said: "I sealed her there."

"…"

Arthur didn't even know how to respond to that. So, you're telling me that you're planning to set me up with your eldest daughter in Hell if given the chance? This Path Finder... might be a bit too far?

"Well, it seems you have no objections, so it's settled. Once you have sufficient strength to protect yourself…"

Odin nodded firmly, leaving no room for Arthur to argue, and then turned to leave... and with a single step, he vanished.

"Old man... don't joke around right now!"

Arthur shouted into the empty hall. After realizing there was no echo, he stood there with a dumbfounded expression on his face.

"Seriously?"

Blinking, Arthur suddenly felt like giving himself a slap.

'Why did I have to be so cheeky the first time I met Odin?'

'Now that the old man is serious, I'm the one who feels awkward.'

Calling out twice with no response, Arthur dejectedly headed toward the room where he had stayed before.

As soon as he stepped out, Odin and Queen Frigga emerged from behind a pillar.

"He seems... quite pitiful." Frigga glanced at Odin as she spoke: "Isn't it a bit excessive to tease him like this?"

"Tease him?"

Odin shook his head: "I genuinely meant it."

Frigga was taken aback: "Hela won't agree, and her hatred for you and Asgard…"

Odin sighed softly and then smiled: "Let's see how he handles it."

"A person favored by fate."

Frigga smiled gently, then added with a touch of melancholy: "Loki…"

"Loki's fate... is already changing."

Odin's eyes sparkled slightly: "Isn't it incredible? That's what I truly value about him. Everything will be rewritten! He possesses something we do not, something that transcends everything!"

…

…

"That old man must be joking!"

Arthur spent the entire way pondering whether Odin was serious or just joking.

After thinking it over, he concluded that he and Hela were completely different, and it was impossible for them to be matched up. So, he was sure that the old man was just joking!

"Seriously, making such random jokes at his age…"

He grumbled as he pushed open the door, and his eyes widened in shock.

"Wow, Thor really came through!"

The room was filled with armor and weapons, all standard issues for the Asgardian palace guards.

Although it was different from what he had disassembled before, it didn't matter much. The disassembled items were probably not too different, after all, they were all Asgardian products.

After counting carefully, there were fifty-six sets of armor and sixty-one pieces of weapons, including spears and swords!

"I've struck it rich!"

Arthur stood in the middle of the room, grinning like an idiot.

(End of Chapter)

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