Chapter 772 – Human Watchers (5)
【What’s your name? Utgart Loki?]
Again and again… Knock.
‘I’ almost stopped pouring alcohol, but I endured it with amazing patience.
【Utgart… ? It’s the first time I’ve heard of it. Is it the time of the trip you said you went on this time?]
【Yes. It’s been a bizarre trip. Isn’t there a giant who won’t die even if you get hit by Mjolnir? A castle came out on the road, so I went inside and said, ‘I am Loki, the king of Utgart! They said that only talented people can stay in my castle!’ And let’s bet.]
Thor shook his glass, overcoming the sense of incongruity in his actions, probably lost in thought.
【That, why did you accept such a bet?】
[Then, I bet on the game, should I avoid it? Of course it happened… Write. I was tricked.]
【Oops… You tricked Loki and beat Thor? Who are you?】
【Hey! Who lost? I was tricked from beginning to end!]
Thor seemed unable to admit that he had lost, but Sleipnir could not hide his astonishment. I can understand why you are reluctant to take human form.
It has nothing to do with the poker face. The expression is all obvious. Just like Thor.
[Looking at it now, even the name was a pun. There isn’t even a king in Jotunheim, but he claims to be a monarch. His name is ‘Loki’. He was openly determined to fuck me and the old woman.]
Thor pounded his chest like he had a tantrum.
Koo-ung! Koo-ung!
It was just an act of beating the chest, but it was like beating a huge drum, like thunder. As a forager, I was slightly respected.
【I don’t know who it is. I came back and had a grapple with Odin, but he said he never did? I can now tell the difference between when I feel bad for that pair of eyes and when I pretend to be unfair, but I don’t think Odin is real.]
In a fit of rage, Thor opened the keg and drank a wooden barrel the size of a man.
【… The only god who can catch Master by the collar is Thor.]
【Why? Even so, I’ve seen your mother and Odin fighting over the head a few times. Oh, keep what I said a secret.]
─Turn it off. One-shotting the barrel, Thor stole his jaw.
Sleipnir, stunned by the shocking fact, felt sorry for him. A head-to-head battle between the main god-class Crazy Sisters? Because I am friendly with the world, my faith springs up.
【Anyway. Wouldn’t it transform Jormungandr into a cat to win a bet, or make the flow of time into an old hag and bring me to my knees? Absolutely not an ordinary guy.]
─Oh shit! Thor smashes a wooden barrel.
【Shit. I’ve never in my life dared to leave anyone who cheated on me other than old Loki. When I tried to hit Mjolnir on that handsome head, they said it would go crazy and disappear?]
【… Did you miss Loki-sama’s escape?]
A question from Sleipnir who regained his soul. I deeply sympathized with that statement.
‘A giant running away from Loki, who crosses dimensions and controls the power of time and space?’
Could there be such a thing? Even me, who is ignorant of the age of the gods, knows that it is very strange.
【Uh. Of course, I thought Grandma Loki would go wild and chase him to the end of the dimension, but like you said, the atmosphere was strange. It’s okay, so let’s go back.]
【I’m not the kind of person who would go over even if someone else did it…】
【That’s right. Just like people have changed. Ah, is it correct to say that the gods have changed?]
“My” Heart tightened in silence.
As if Thor’s remarks got to the heart of the matter.
【What didn’t Master say?】
It was time for me to consider the meaning of the reaction of the body, that is, the owner of this memory. Sleipnir, whose ears had already turned red, asked after sipping his drink.
It seems that Veronica’s weakness for alcohol is hereditary.
【Stop talking nonsense and ask for the broken table. She’s the Odin the old man’s known the longest. You know Loki better than we do. It must be our old woman mind.]
─Tsk. Thor clicked his tongue. Even though, according to ‘my’ memory, this easy-going god rarely displeased himself while drinking.
【Anyway, you should go and talk. Odin, Henir, Loki, and who are they?]
【Are you talking about Mimir?】
【Yes. The four of them, including that giant, were pairing up and whispering that they were preparing for some kind of twilight war, no. Shouldn’t you call me first when it comes to war?]
There must be a reason why I didn’t call Thor.
Sleipnir’s expression was just like that, and I could imagine why I saw Thor for the first time today.
I know this Thunder God isn’t an idiot either, but he seems to prefer solving problems with his body rather than using his brain. The pectoralis major muscle must have sucked up even the protein that goes to the innate brain.
Aside from being good-natured and trustworthy, he also has an aptitude for using his brain.
【War…】
Sleipnir drank and looked at his own face in the reflection of his glass.
【Will it really happen? Sea god… I heard that you have been quiet lately.]
【War is always a thing, isn’t it? Well, could we possibly perish?]
Thor flirted and put his goblet on the moon.
【Even if the gods of the middle branch, the giants, and the monsters under the ground gather together and cause a great war, the gods of this world tree will not be annihilated. I believe so.]
If you did that, there wouldn’t be any gods left to rule the Nine Heavens.
Thor said and smiled.
【No matter how greedy they are, don’t they have heads like that?】
【… I, too, as the master’s stallion, hope to do so.]
– Tung. The gods clinked their glasses, forgot their worries, and had a banquet for a long time.
The drinking party continued until Thor, who did not know the end of his drinking, threw Sleipnir down.
【I’m not going. I must have heard of the location of the banquet hall, isn’t it a bit like having a big fight with you?]
【Isn’t that too much of an honor for me?】
【Yes. I don’t have a hobby of drinking with a guy who makes me uncomfortable, so don’t worry.]
Thor entrusted ‘I’ with Sleipnir’s support and put down the drink.
【Now that this has passed, the old woman must have come to the banquet. I’m going to ask about what’s happening now. Do you have any intention of going with me to slash that fake Loki?]
【Yes. Enter with caution.]
【Yes. You must be busy too, but do your best! See you next time!]
Thor walked away shaking his hands and returned to the banquet hall.
‘I’ who took the drunken Sleipnir came out to see the stars again. I wonder what this bastard came for, but it was a good time for reflection for me, who was busy sorting out questions.
But that’s for a while.
Rurrrr
Lightning struck the giant’s mansion as if the thunder god’s wrath had burst out.
【Oh, it’s a big deal!! Refuge!! Evacuate!!]
【There are giants!! If you don’t want sparks, avoid them!!]
After the lightning strike, it spewed into the sky. In an instant to help the banquet, it became a mess, and it became noisy with gods and giants escaping the venue.
Looking at the banquet hall, ‘I’ grabbed the people who ran away and asked.
【Wait. What’s going on?】
【Brain, the Thunder God is angry! Yu-hee insulted the gods gathered at the table one after another, and forced the golden god to pour wine… !!】
Seriously puzzled, they explained incoherently.
Summing up the story, it seems that Loki, who came while Thor was away, ruined the banquet and forced Thor’s wife to serve as a drinking attendant.
Torda was uncomfortable with the fact that ‘I’, a bicorn, even offered to pour himself a drink.
It would not be her character to tolerate her wife being treated as her servant and her friends being insulted.
Damn it-!!!
Kwajajajajajajak—!!!!!
Could that be the result of that lightning? The wrath of the Thunder God tore heaven and earth apart as it exploded with a thunderstorm of a completely different level from the lesser power of
Even the gods, infinitely superior to humans, trembled in fear.
However, ‘I’ kept a cold expression as I blended in with the feared gods.
It was worth it. For all these hours, the only thing that really stirred ‘my’ emotions was when Thor mentioned Loki.
‘I’ muttered while looking at the brain.
【It’s finally started.】
War clouds covered the stars that filled the night sky, and the dawn began to brighten little by little.
As if it was not long before the twilight came to the gods.
***
“Caw? Knack~ Knack!”
“… Well.”
When I came to my senses, Brunak was sitting on the boat and clacking.
As I pressed the goal, I woke up and thought about the meaning of the dream I had just seen.
‘Didn’t Loki say that people changed?’
His personality changed, and he fell for the giant’s tricks that he would normally have noticed. That being said——this conclusion can be reached by adding the baron’s remarks and a little leap.
‘The Yu Hee-sin who was active at the end of the Age of Gods is not Loki.’
The beautiful Odin and the old grandpa Odin are different beings.
Likewise, Loki = Rodur, the god of all things and the god of entertainment, can be seen as having been swapped with another guy before and after Ragnarok… Is it First of all, the argument seems to work.
‘I think they said that the cause of Ragnarok was Loki.’
In mythology, the gods are screwed because Loki, a troublemaker, repeatedly tickles and trolls.
It was the same in the mythology of the earth, which I wasn’t very interested in, and the history I learned after coming to another world was passed down that way. I recall the historical records passed down in human society.
But what if the trolling was intentional?
What if it wasn’t Odin’s sister-in-law, Loki, but the one who stole her form and existence, along with the Asir-Vanir gods, wanted to destroy the gods of the other world?
‘It’s a leap of logic.’
But if Loki is fake and the trolling is intentional, there is no other reason than this.
‘Then, did Odin know of Loki’s change?’
Or is Odin already changed by that point?
‘Who else is Utgart Loki?’
Even if it’s fake, to trick the guy with Yu-Hee-Shin’s throne and run away.
As Thor said, he is no ordinary guy. If we were to find a god capable of such a thing in the category of the Germanian gods, it would be Odin, the god of magic…
“… Are you really Loki?”
What if Loki, deprived of her throne, appeared in the form of a giant in front of Thor?
A phantom spell that makes fun of even the old gods. The ability to escape from Mjolnir.
All of this can be explained by the ability of Loki himself, a hag with origin blood, which is the basis for Veronica and Vicorn’s transformation magic and space magic aptitude.
‘Then why didn’t he tell me directly?’
To inform, at least indirectly, that the current Loki is fake?
It’s like a dying message in a mystery novel. If it is something that cannot be said openly, there is only one logical reason to explain it.
“… You’ve already reached the point where you can’t tell which of the gods is fake.”
Maybe even Thor wasn’t sure it was him.
Then, ‘Utgart Loki’ has no choice but to do that. Fake Thor and fake Loki. If you say ‘I’m the real Loki~’ to two gods who might be on the same side, and the earthen pot breaks, it’s a fucking ending.
“Thubble, it’s so damn complicated.”
I roughly tousled my hair.
It is overzealous to hope for a more persuasive idea than a delusion while rolling the head with only insufficient evidence from a third person’s point of view. Give up and let’s wake up.
“Brunack. Do you have any more memories left in this puddle?”
“Pun? Pretty… “
Brynak, tilting his head, stared at the puddle and then put his beak in my pocket. It was hard to see her trying, so I took it out with my own hands.
– Moongrak.
Take it out and see. There are 4 rune stones.
“This? Those are the memories of the 99th Battalion or something.”
“Pump!!”
When he took out the rune stone, Brunak fluttered as if to throw it into a puddle.
Regardless of this or that, it is a part of me, Brunach. I threw it because there was no reason not to believe it.
Fondant…
When the Rune Stone fell out, Brunak opened a magic circle.
Isn’t this guy better at using magic than me?
Chow-!
As I was so amazed and dumbfounded, the puddles gathered and turned into humanoid slimes. It was a strange mannequin with no features.
“What is this bastard doing again?”
“… I… A mass of mixed memories…”
I muttered to myself, and the answer came back.
A chunk of memory? I opened my eyes wide and looked at Brunak.
“Did you put together the memories of the baron and another child and make it into an answering machine?”
Can I ask him? Bruenack flapped his wings smugly.
“Yes, yes. Oh oh oh My daughter is nice.”
─Tok tok. Patting my belly as if in praise, I looked back at the slime.
“What are your names?”
“Zael of the 99th Battalion… And Aldvpf’e and many others…”
Incomprehensible language. Was it the baron’s real name?
“It’s nice that the answer is quick.”
I put my hand on my waist with satisfaction.
This method seemed to make it easier to dig up questions without having to interrogate the soul. There are times when looking directly into memories can be difficult.
‘Did Brunak grow further after absorbing the baron’s mana?’
There should also be a status window. It’s too difficult to discern what has changed and how much it has grown with visible figures. It was a good thing anyway.
After thinking for a while, I asked Brunak.
“Can I call this guy in real life later?”
“Caw?”
“If the answer is ‘yes’, the left hand… No, raise your left wing, if ‘no’, lift your right wing.”
“Caw!”
─Papat! Brunach with his left wing. I asked one more question out of nostalgia.
“My daughter, which one is on the left?”
“… Mow.”
It was Brunak who hit my forearm with his left wing as if he didn’t think I was an idiot.
Uh huh Domestic violence is forbidden.
“Good. Then let’s ask this guy questions later when your mothers are around.”
I might be able to hear the deeper story of Romania than the guy I shot with an arrow at first, but it’s a bit inefficient to explain it twice after hearing it alone.
‘It’s not a memory that disappears if you put it off.’
If you just want to see it, you can see Yerna’s past history again.
It is the convenience of another world storage medium.
“Good. I’ve seen everything to see. Thank you, Brunak.”
“Caw… “
Did you say it wrong When he muttered that he had finished his business, Brunak became visibly sullen. Feeling apologetic, I put him on my arm.
“I’m sorry for leaving you alone. Is there anything you would like to have?”
I ended up talking like a father who travels a lot. Shit, that’s not even a bad wording. At my words, Brunak tilted his head and pointed backwards.
“Pun!”
I look back at the place pointed.
Then, one rune staff stuck in the meadow.
“… You want that?”
“Pump—Pppppppp!”
Flash your left wing. Dad is happy that he put what he learned to good use. I displeasedly pulled out the baron’s wand. Inside the jewel, various runes were swirling around.
“Cancer. Weapon enhancement events are important.”
Anyway, I hate junk food.
