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After leaving the Asgardian treasure vault, Arthur began to twirl the Pen of Thoth in his hand. This little trick was something he had played with in school.
Odin glanced at him and smiled, "When Loki was younger, he loved to scribble and draw with this pen. His talent for mischief was innate."
Arthur held the pen and asked, "Where did he go?"
Odin shook his head and did not answer. Instead, he looked at Arthur and asked, "Do you… have an answer now?"
The last time they met, Odin had asked Arthur what kind of person he wanted to become.
At that time, Arthur had no answer, but now he smiled and said, "I want to become a free man!"
Odin gazed at Arthur, and after a moment of contemplation, he spoke, "Can the shackles in your heart be severed?"
"How will I know if I don't try?" Arthur smiled and said, "Of course, it's not about avoiding anything, just about being fearless."
Shackles form when the heart is burdened and cannot find release.
In the past, Arthur avoided many things, believing that surviving would gradually make him stronger, strong enough to face anything.
But the reality proved that such a choice only made the shackles in his heart heavier.
With so many burdens, how could one be courageous and diligent?
Therefore, severing the shackles in the heart, freeing oneself from inner constraints, and maintaining one's bottom line and desires without restriction would make one unstoppable!
After carefully considering Arthur's words, Odin suddenly smiled. "Well said. I hope you can achieve unity of knowledge and action."
Arthur blinked, and before he could speak, Odin continued, "There is someone who wishes to meet you. Would you like to go?"
"Your old friend?" Arthur thought for a moment and asked, "Will it benefit me?"
"My old friend is very interested in your spatial abilities and inherent strength," Odin said calmly. "If you're willing, they might offer you some guidance."
"Then I'll go!"
Arthur didn't hesitate too long. Odin's old friend was likely the one from Kamar-Taj.
He just wasn't sure whether it would be a bald woman or an old man with a white beard.
"A wise choice," Odin said. "This will help you address the most important shortcoming you have. When you leave, I'll have Heimdall send you directly to Kamar-Taj."
"Hmm?"
Arthur was puzzled, just about to ask what the shortcoming was when he heard Odin say, "I hope you can become friends with my son. He needs friends like you…"
With that, Odin's figure vanished.
Immediately, Thor jumped down from the sky with a hammer in his hand and said. "I think I just saw my father."
"The old man might need to rest," Arthur shrugged. "I'm about to leave soon."
"Why don't you have a drink then? We will drink before your departure!"
"Sure."
...
...
The wine in Asgard was quite impressive, far superior to the so-called 'rare wines' collected by Star-Lord.
Thor's personality was as bold as his appearance. The wooden goblets clinked as they drank, each gulping down a full cup.
Arthur had never been afraid of drinking, and Thor could hold his liquor as well. The two of them exchanged cups and drank for the whole afternoon, neither able to outlast the other.
"You're even more formidable than I imagined!" Thor said earnestly. "Although I never felt I needed protection, I still want to thank you for protecting me."
"When you get used to protecting others, you become indifferent to others' protection," Arthur smiled. "I don't intend to accept your thanks because your father has already given me something better."
With that, he took out the Pen of Thoth.
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"This was Loki's favorite toy when he was younger. Every time, Father had to use his power to erase those doodles," Thor said with a hint of melancholy. "I don't really understand why this happened. Everything was fine before we went to Jotunheim. But now, even though only a few days have passed, it feels like centuries have gone by."
Arthur tapped his fingers lightly on the table and said, "Maybe something happened while you were away that you don't know about."
Thor sighed lightly. "Then I'll find him and ask him what happened."
Arthur blinked and thought, why not ask your father? But seeing Thor's expression, he knew it wouldn't make a difference. Once Thor had decided on something, he wouldn't change his mind.
With a grin, Arthur said, "I'm leaving now."
"Thank you!"
Thor raised his glass. "To my Earth friend."
"You'll have many Earth friends in the future."
Arthur tilted his head and turned to leave.
"Wait!"
Thor suddenly called out to Arthur, who turned back to look at him.
Thor's expression was troubled, and after a while, he awkwardly asked, "Who is that hammer blondie you kept saying? Does he look a lot like me?"
Arthur blinked, and after a moment of silence, he replied, "The hammer blondie is a fascinating person, constantly changing and often acting thoughtlessly. The things that happen around him always catch him off guard… In short, he's someone whom fate plays tricks on regularly! You and he… are similar in some ways."
Thor nodded seriously after hearing this. "I see…"
What a load of nonsense!
Arthur almost burst out laughing. It's so much fun to fool a god!
Putting on a serious face, he waved goodbye. "See you!"
"Asgard will always welcome you!"
With that, he thought for a moment and then stood up. "Never mind, I'll see you off."
---
From Asgard to the Bifrost Hall, the only mode of transportation was a horse… Of course, Thor sometimes preferred to use his hammer for faster travel.
However, for a farewell, speed wasn't essential, so he arranged a horse for Arthur. The two of them made their way to the Bifrost Hall.
At the entrance of the hall stood Heimdall, who had already restored his injuries and was waiting with his hands behind his back.
Arthur and Thor dismounted, and Thor said, "Heimdall, see our friend off to wherever he wants to go."
Heimdall nodded and then looked at Arthur. "Thank you for everything you've done for us."
"Don't mention it."
Arthur grinned.
Then the two of them looked at each other in silence.
Thor wondered what was going on. Finally, Heimdall spoke first. "The All-Father asked me to send you to Kamar-Taj."
Arthur nodded. "Yes, let's go then."
"So, return the Guardian Sword to me."
Heimdall looked helpless. "How can I open the Bifrost for you without the sword?"
---
"Oh, oh, I forgot, practice what you preach, practice what you preach!"
Arthur quickly took out the Guardian Sword from the Disassembler space and handed it to Heimdall, feeling a bit embarrassed not to ask whether he was returning the Guardian Sword or some ancient Asgardian two-handed sword.
Heimdall took the sword back and nodded slightly. "Following the guidance of the All-Father, starting today, you may use the Bifrost to travel to any place you wish at any time. This is a reward for what you have done. Thank you again, Earthling!"
Thor nodded repeatedly and said, "Yes, Arthur is an Earthling who loves to travel through the cosmos. The first time I met him, he was just visiting Jotunheim for leisure. But I think, whenever you want to go somewhere, you should consult Heimdall; his knowledge of the universe is profound."
Arthur twitched his mouth. Was that leisure?
However, he suddenly remembered something and said to Thor, "Does Asgard have any unused second-hand armor or weapons? If they aren't worth refabricating, could you save some for me next time I come by?"
Thor was taken aback, then smiled and said, "I think you'll definitely like the dwarves."
"The magical blacksmiths?" Arthur thought for a moment and shook his head. "No, I'm not interested in newly forged weapons."
"My friend, you have an enigmatic taste."
Thor was a bit dazed. Is this the mindset of a normal person?
Heimdall had already opened the Bifrost, and after Arthur said his final goodbyes, he couldn't help but add to Thor, "Maybe you should pay more attention to your brother."
"Ah?"
Thor was stunned, and Arthur had already stepped onto the Bifrost, disappearing in an instant.
---
That night, the rainbow-colored light fell without attracting anyone's attention.
When the light dissipated and Arthur appeared, he saw someone standing in front of him.
"Hello, are you here to meet me?"
Arthur spoke as he looked around.
He wasn't on a mountaintop; instead, he found himself in a town.
It was incredibly serene, with a kind of refined tranquility amidst the bustle. "The environment here is quite nice."
"I'm glad you like it."
The person in front of Arthur removed the hood from her head, revealing a delicate face with incredibly deep-set eyes… and a big bald head!
Arthur looked at her, hesitated slightly, and cautiously asked, "Who are you?"
"Finally, I get to meet you… I'm the Ancient One."
The woman smiled gently, her eyes and smile both equally serene. "First of all, congratulations on finding your path."
"Path…"
Arthur blinked.
"Come with me."
The Ancient One turned and led Arthur forward, saying, "Freedom is a very interesting concept. Everyone has their own understanding of this word. I look forward to seeing if what you seek is what you truly desire."
"What if what I want is different from what you expect?"
Arthur asked, taking a risky approach.
The Ancient One didn't turn around but her voice reached Arthur's ears. "Whatever you seek, it is what we expect as well."
That's a bit too profound if you think about it deeply.
Arthur pondered and didn't dare to ask further.
---
After leading Arthur through several portals, the Ancient One arrived at a room and turned around, saying, "You can stay here for now. I will come to see you tomorrow."
---
After Arthur agreed, the Ancient One turned and left.
Scratching his head, Arthur felt a bit dazed; everything seemed different from what he had imagined.
Both the Ancient One and Odin were beings who had reached the pinnacle of power, their strength surpassing Arthur's understanding.
But neither Odin nor the Ancient One carried an air of arrogance.
They simply stood before you, spoke a few words in a plain manner, and engaged in unpretentious conversation, giving no impression of being above anyone.
They were not the type to hide in towering palaces, practicing in seclusion, requiring one to overcome numerous challenges just to meet them.
They were right here, approachable as if they were ordinary people.
"Though they sometimes do like to act mysterious…"
Arthur pondered while pushing open the door to his room. Inside, there was light, a bed, and bedding on it.
After an afternoon of drinking with Thor, he was indeed a bit tired. He took off his coat, lay on the bed, and pulled out his phone from the Disassembler space.
After a series of vibrations, Lily had sent him five or six messages.
They were either about what she was eating or drinking, or asking when Arthur would return since she would soon be on vacation.
Arthur looked around and felt he couldn't return right away, especially since he didn't know how long he'd be staying in Kamar-Taj.
So he replied, "It'll be a few more days; I don't have a specific time yet."
Not long after, Lily replied, "What kind of job are you doing? It feels like you're a spy or something. You haven't gotten involved with some strange organization, have you? Well… I'm not worried, but you must stay safe!"
Not worried, but still adjusting the strength?
Arthur laughed and replied, "Don't overthink it. Actually, I never told you before, but I work for Stark Industries."
Lily's response took a bit longer this time. After a while, her message arrived: "Do you know what? I saw a cow flying in the sky! Flapping its wings, so big, just like your ears!"
"..." What the hell!
Arthur scowled: "I'll use a pile of money to crush you when I get back!"
"Let's talk about crushing me later. Whatever you're doing, just stay safe! And remember to be my model when you come back!"
"Got it. Rest early."
"Okay."
Putting down his phone without stuffing it back into the Disassembler space, Arthur looked at the moonlight outside the window and suddenly missed the girl with the ponytail: "I really want… to pull her ponytail."
But thinking about the possible consequences made Arthur shiver involuntarily. He quickly shook his head; even if he were favored by fate, he hadn't heard of anyone being so reckless!
With a flash of his hand, a pure white bone pen appeared: "The Pen of Thoth… what secret does this thing hold?"
"The Disassembler would never lie, so what makes this pen comparable to something like the Casket of Ancient Winters or the Destroyer's arm?"
He rubbed his chin, took out a sheet of paper from the Disassembler space, and, thinking for a moment, wrote a line: "Thanos, ten minutes from now, die of… myocardial infarction!"
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(End Of Chapter)
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