The faint morning light jumped down along the splendid roof of the fairy palace, and fell on the smooth and bright helmets of the tall guards around the square. They laughed and played like children, slid down the broad arm armor, and touched the horses' hooves. He shuttled between shoes covered with wet soil, and then with the same enthusiasm as the Asgardians, jumped into the water of the fountain, and was thrown high along the mouth of the fountain.
The burly warrior fell from the air, was caught by his comrades, and then was thrown up again amidst cheers. When the young warriors turned their heads, the goddesses in white long dresses lifted the water jugs and fruit baskets. On the head, like a fish swimming through the crowd, greeting all the guests with a smile and placing the garlands on their arms on people's heads.
The stacked buildings in the distance have the quaint flavor of Asgard in ancient times. At that time, the glorious Golden Palace had not yet been built. The people of Asgard made a living by boats. They built castles with mud and neatly laid out the tiles. Arranged on the roof, and then hung their flags under the wooden window frames.
The buildings of interstellar civilizations that can travel through the universe rarely retain such original and simple sentiments. Most civilizations have already simplified all unnecessary components in countless iterations of technology. That is because they are paying for their weak bodies, while the Protoss No need.
Therefore, this is a strange sight in the eyes of the guests. Many residents of Asgard still live in brick houses, and the wooden doors creak when they are pushed open, but when countless crowded houses are piled up on the skyline, It also shows a sense of orderly beauty.
The morning light flowed between the roofs, carefully sliding across the flags connecting the roofs like a tightrope across the river. The tavern owner, who was hanging the ends of a string of colorful flags on the eaves, felt a regular vibration coming from the ladder under his feet. .
"Ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta, ta-ta-ta."
The sound of rapid horse hooves came from the distance, and a pair of knights in gorgeous armor galloped from the end of the street. The leader wore a double-horned helmet and held a tall flagpole. On the top of the flagpole, the Asgard flag fluttered in the wind.
The children imitated the postures of the knights, running through every opportunity in the flow of people, listening to the laughter and curses of the people behind them, as well as the low horns coming from the distance.
The trumpeter standing on the watchtower in front of the gate of the fairy palace put down his huge horn and turned his head to stare at the flocks of white doves flying on the skyline. The white birds flapped their wings and passed over people's heads. Everyone paid attention, and then he flapped his wings again and flew to the highest point of the fairy palace building.
On the highest balcony facing the square, Sif was wearing a silver Asgardian dress. The whole body was made of delicate silver fabric that exuded shimmer. She was covered with thin light armor from the side of her neck to her chest, and her hips were The long skirt was covered with a thin chain, her long hair was pulled up, and she wore a white garland on her head.
Then she stretched out her hand to let the white dove land on her arm, took a branch from the white bird's mouth, turned to Thor and said: "This is the blessing of the World Tree, Badr is saying hello to us. "
"He is my eldest brother, of course I should accept his kindness." Thor took the branch and pinned it to the buckle around his waist. Thor wore a complicated armor with a dark red lining. Strong cotton, each piece of fish scale armor on the chest has dark patterns created by dwarves through countless temperings. The belt wraps up the thin waist. Above the leg armor are three pieces of silk ornaments, and below are hanging Fish bones polished into a diamond shape.
Thor did not wear a helmet, but let his blond hair hang down, and wore a special crown on his head, which was inlaid with nine different gems, coming from different races of the nine kingdoms, symbolizing the unification of the nine realms.
Sif held a scepter in her hand, but Thor did not hold a sword. Instead, he held a long piece of cloth that almost fell to the ground with one hand. A plump fish was outlined with a special dye on it.
This is an integral part of the traditional Asgardian wedding. Young sailors will catch the strongest and fattest sea fish for their lovers. This is the best love gift. If the girl accepts the courtship, she will cook the remaining fish. The fish bones are worn into jewelry and given back to the suitor. If you have a fish bone necklace from your lover, you will be admired by everyone.
When they came to Asgard, this tradition was still retained, except that the fresh sea fish was replaced with cloth with fish-shaped patterns.
Under the watchful eyes of the square full of guests and the Asgardian residents swarming on the street, Thor held up the piece of cloth and handed it to Sif. Sif took the long piece of cloth and crossed Thor's hand with one hand. Chest, hugged his back, and placed a kiss on his cheek.
The crowd cheered enthusiastically. Thor took Sif's hand and raised the scepter in her hand, as if he was raising his own scepter. This meant that the God King and God Queen would rule Aspen as equals. Garter became the father and mother of all gods, resisting powerful enemies like a country externally, and being warm and harmonious internally like a family.
Odin and Frigga also stood in the square, holding hands and watching the new couple.
"Is this the end?" Odin asked himself, and then he answered himself: "No, this is just the beginning. When Thor truly became a father, he just began to understand me."
"But he is destined not to walk on the same path as you." Frigga turned to look at Odin's profile, which was still as handsome as a sculpture.
"There are hundreds of ways to be a king, but there is only one way to be a father." Odin looked at Thor and Sif on the balcony. What was surprising was that this god-king who had been so powerful all his life was much more emotional in private. , he was almost in tears, but Frigga acted more calmly.
"First to possess them, then to protect them, and finally reluctant to watch them leave. In the lonely years, guarding the memories until death, this is the life of a father."
Loki stared at the God King and God Queen from above, watching them walk down the platform, enter the crowd, and then board the carriage to start the parade.
"Maybe it's not that I can't have it, or that I can't protect it. It's just that leaving everything that will eventually destroy me. Just thinking about it makes me almost lose all my courage. I still think so. The power of Thor is that he dares to finally One leaves.”
"Asgard is about to step onto a bigger stage. One day, the World Tree will no longer be the fulcrum of the nine kingdoms, just like every growing child must leave the arms of its parents."
On the second floor of the tavern next to the street, Strange was leaning on the railing of the terrace, watching the crowd below cheering for the approaching royal carriage. He took a sip of wine, and then sighed: "In the long river of time, there will be no more A wise king also turns to dust one day, but just like a father, the new life he leaves behind is the beginning of another journey."
"If you're talking about marriage, you can't just talk about marriage, but also about society, responsibility, and humanity." On the tall cargo box next to the stable door of the inn, Stark listened to the noise in the distance and took a sip of Asgard. Spirits, said: "And love and profit."
"I thought you only talked about love." Schiller leaned against the wall next to him, stubbornly holding a glass of red wine brought from Earth. He looked up at Stark's brown eyes, with his back to the bright and blazing sunshine. The darkness that emerged at that time seemed to be melted into honey again.
"Tony, you deliberately asked Stephen to use that untouched glass of wine to hint to me that when did he do his business? If he wanted to go against me, why would he leave room for it? I thought that after he arrived, your The sensibility will be slightly worn away.”
"You are wrong. Both of us think this is my sharpest weapon." Stark smiled and looked at Schiller and said: "You are not the only one who likes small favors. This is your common characteristic, even though you always It was a questioning tone, but you were still pleased by my step back, weren't you?"
Schiller raised his head slightly, took a sip of wine and said: "I don't mind making myself secular and being happy for my friends' deliberate efforts to please. This is also a part of my life and the enjoyment I deserve."
"You see, it's not just endless gains that will make you happy." Stark's tone was brisk, as if he was telling a humorous story. Despite his cynicism, Iron Man rarely really relaxed. The person in his mind Even more so.
But when the dew from the cruising carriage splashed on his shoulders, he still laughed lowly, and his eyelashes were like fluttering golden butterflies in the sunlight that came through the cracks in the awning, and then Schiller followed. laughed.
In the streets and alleys, burly warriors put their arms on each other's shoulders, and their arms overlapped to form a human wall. Rough and bold songs resounded in the sky above Asgard all night long.
When the bonfire was lit, the goddesses in traditional Asgardian costumes rolled their arms, raised their legs and lifted the sides of their boots, dancing to celebrate the harvest. The air flow from the flying long hair caused the ashes of the flames to burn. Dance.
The royal family of Asgard, humans and mutants, and even Thanos, Star-Lord and Rocket Raccoon all raised their wine glasses. The foam rippling from the top of the glasses when they collided was like the sparkling fountain water in the morning light.
No matter how many conspiracies and exchanges of interests there are, they can't compare to the concentration and investment in the celebration at this moment.
The enthusiasm from the crowd will eventually turn into a glass of intoxicating wine, making all lonely people who consider themselves cold-hearted unable to refuse this vulgar excitement.
But among the crowd, there was only one person missing. At this time, in the office of the Dream School that resembled Hogwarts, the soul of Lilandra, the Queen of the Shi'ar Empire, was leaning against Charles' side and weeping incessantly.
"I came to you just for the reform of the Shi'ar Empire! At most, it's just for the crystal. Taking a step back, nothing happened to us, right?! He actually, he actually..."
"Okay, Leland, your union was just the product of an exchange of interests. Why should you be upset about it? The Shi'ar Empire is still pointing at you."
"Shi'ar Empire?!" Lilandra raised her voice and said, "Fuck the Empire! I will never go back! Let this queen be whoever you like!"
"This is what you said, Her Majesty the Queen." Schiller walked out of the portal with a smile, the smell of alcohol still lingering on his body, obviously he had just withdrawn from the celebration.
Lilandra raised her head and stared at him, and Charles sighed helplessly.
As soon as Lilandra turned her head, she saw Magneto's dead face that had not changed for thousands of years, and Mystique who had just walked out from behind Magneto.
A thief of the country? The marquis steals the country!
(End of chapter)
