After receiving the help of the golden-armored guards, Leon was able to enter this panoramic cell specially built for Loki, the prince of Asgard.

"Okay, don't do these little tricks, Loki."

Leon took one step into the cell and stopped. He just stood there with his hands behind his back and said in a calm tone: "If you still want to continue, I will set fire to this room.

Believe me, my grasp of heat is definitely the best in the world! I guarantee you won’t die, but it will hurt a lot.”

But anyone who has eaten with Leon will not doubt that Leon's words are lies.

A guy who carries a barbecue stove with him is indeed qualified to talk about the heat.

As Leon's words fell, a line of green light rose from the bottom, wiping across Loki's body who was foaming at the mouth, and dissipated in the air.

And "another Loki" appeared next to Leon, holding two small daggers in his hands.

Obviously, this is an illusion created by Loki, a temporary decision made specifically for Leon.

…

The real Loki standing near the door still didn't put down the small dagger in his hand. This was a weapon he condensed with energy. It was fragile and short.

But this was the most courageous resistance Loki could make.

"How do you know that what you saw before was an illusion?"

Loki couldn't figure this out. This was a temporary decision, a scam that was logical and completely in line with the development of things.

Leon doesn't have any divine power, so how could he...

Is this his new ability?!

Loki's mood was not very good.

Revenge seems to be getting more and more difficult...

…

"Just now? Oh, I don't know."

Lyon's answer was extremely bachelor.

"and you……?"

Putting his hand into the hat and scratching his head, Leon replied matter-of-factly: "Just give it a try. There's nothing to lose. Anyway, I saw you spitting foam, burn it with fire, and maybe you'll suddenly get better!"

Don’t forget~ I’m a doctor!”

Loki's teeth were almost broken!

Why are you still a doctor? You secretly wore the doctor's white coat, right?

"Oh, I forgot to tell you."

Leon talked for a long time and finally turned to look in Loki's direction because he felt it was more respectful.

Loki was startled. He held the small green energy dagger like a conditioned reflex, jumped away a distance, and leaned down on the ground. His expression was panicked and his movements were out of shape.

Perhaps because he felt that such a big reaction was a bit embarrassing, Loki stood up cruelly, and the small dagger in his hand disappeared.

Taking the same action as Leon, he stood opposite Leon, with his hands behind his back and asked: "What do you want to say, you weak earthling."

Weak?

"Hehehe..."

Leon thought for a while and decided not to beat the children in front of other people's houses. After all, the impact would not be good and it would be a bit arrogant.

After all, he is someone else's child, and it is their business to care what he does, and whether he succeeds or not is also someone else's business. As long as he doesn't offend himself, it doesn't matter how he ruins his family.

If you offend yourself...

It’s not too late to kill him then!

Leon was habitually holding his chin and thinking about things, but in Loki's eyes, Leon's aura became more and more dangerous.

Sometimes things like murderous aura and murderous intent don't really need to be expressed with eyes or actions.

As long as that person stands there, that's enough.

"You...what are you thinking! Answer me!"

Being fierce but shy. Usually refers to people who are timid and will use dangerous speeches to prove something they don't believe in by repeatedly emphasizing in a raised voice and exaggerated body movements.

Loki, this is the situation now.

"I'm thinking... whether to smash the head or cut off the body. Or... the method just mentioned seems to be good too.

How do you feel about burning you to death?"

With just such a word, the courage Loki had just mustered up was gone in an instant.

Many times, Loki has the courage and determination to die, but!

but!!!

It must be valuable and have corresponding gains.

Obviously, dying in Leon's hands would be worthless.

The most important thing is...

This kind of thing can happen everywhere, but it does not happen in Lyon.

and……

Loki knew that Leon, the bastard, really dared to take action! He was not intimidating him, he was "consulting" his opinion!

Others can be kicked off, but Lyon will never be able to.

He doesn't think about so many consequences, nor does he care about where this place is or whose son he is.

If he thinks it, he will do it.

Because he is a madman.

…

Courage is something that never lasts long.

After his first brave attempt to confront Leon, he found that Leon was still very interested in killing him. Loki tried to figure out this answer, which was enough.

His courage faded, his shoulders were no longer straight, and his eyes were no longer so aggressive.

Reason returned, Loki closed his eyes, resigned to his fate, and asked the real question.

"You can't come here just to scare me. Leon, if you have anything to tell me, just say it, I'm listening."

He only reserved the last bit of his self-esteem through verbal requests, and Leon was not interested in leaving even this bit of face and dignity to others.

There is no need to do things that are not beneficial.

After all, I really didn’t come here to kill people.

How can a dead guy be the God King of Asgard~

"Oh! Hoho~ Now are you interested in listening to me? That's right. We are not enemies, right. Do we have any grudges?"

Loki opened his eyes, glanced at Leon, and immediately closed them again.

You have big fists, and if you say you don’t have them, then you don’t have them.

"Come on, come on, try this. I'll take this."

Loki heard the sound of something heavy falling on the ground, and then Leon's words, which were not easy to understand.

Open your eyes.

Loki saw a large stove and a special table appearing on the floor of the cell.

This stove looks... it looks very familiar...

Destroyer Mecha!

My Destroyer Mecha! Why the hell do you still say we have no hatred?!

Without you causing trouble, I would not be locked up in a cell like an animal and at the mercy of others, but sitting on the throne in the Golden Hall!!

"Eh? Why don't you come over here? Who are you talking to with your little fists?"

Leon raised his head and glanced at Loki, who immediately figured it out.

No grudge, no grudge, no grudge...

He tentatively walked to the opposite side of Lyon's table, and once again took a look at the oven with mixed emotions...

Loki sighed slightly and sat on the stool.

"What's this?"

Loki picked up a small flat glass bottle placed beside him.

This should be what Leon said just now: Come here.

Loki opened the bottle cap and confirmed.

"What kind of wine is this?"

Leon was holding a big wooden barrel, which contained wine brewed from golden oak trees or something given to him by Odin.
To be continued...