Hello, Norse God of Thunder who is always worrying about dying in the next second. Are you plotting some schemes today as well? And you, that muscular hunk of a handsome Thor, where is your Mjolnir? Is it broken? Or did you simply forget to bring it because you were in a rush this morning?
Hmph!
Odin, who was clearly an old acquaintance of Cain, let out a cold snort.
Thor, having had his sore spot poked, stared with wide, bulging eyes, brimming with rage.
Cain did not care about this at all.
After finishing the greetings in turn, he walked quickly up to Wood and asked intimately, "I heard you want to break the Cursed Rope to free Fenrir?"
Yes, he should not be imprisoned by them.
But—
What are your terms?
Wood asked directly.
If I said my condition was to go on a date with me for a month, would you agree?
Well..
Wood was somewhat hesitant.
After all—
Don't agree with this bastard! He, just like Odin and the others, is no good!
"Ah? So I'm not a good thing?" Fenrir protested, his voice hoarse from shouting.
Oh? So I'm not a good thing?
Cain, having understood Fenrir's roar, put on a display of hypocritical surprise.
Seeing this, Wood took a breath and emphasized, "Help me! Free Fenrir, your conditions.."
Can you agree to it?
Cain looked eager and expectant.
I am considering it.
So you're actually not considering agreeing?
Wood did not respond.
At this moment, Odin spoke again: "I can promise you—Cain, as long as you join my alliance, once I achieve my goal, I will certainly give Loki to you as a reward! You can do whatever you want with him then."
Really?
I swear by the name of the Gods.
.. Mm.
Cain struck a thoughtful pose, appearing very tempted.
Seeing this, Wood couldn't help but—
But I have decided to refuse you, Odin.
Cain spoke suddenly, his very first words plunged all the lifeforms present into shock.
What did you say?
You—
Yes, I have decided to decline Odin's invitation.
Cain said calmly, "It is not because I feel you are not worth the price, nor because I worry that Odin will fail to keep his promise; it is simply because I am certain that doing this will not get me what I truly want."
What is it that you truly want?
Odin suppressed his anger and asked with feigned elegance.
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Cain tilted his head and said with a playful smile, "Sorry, but I have never actually thought about the question of 'what it is I truly want.' I am just an unlucky fellow trapped in a void of Nothingness. The curse of immortality makes me more empty and more prone to boredom than any other Life in this world—because I cannot feel the urgency and the irreversibility of time, nor can I hold onto the people and things that naturally drift toward Death with the passage of time. In order to avoid leaving behind more emptiness and regret, I have decided—before I realize what it is I truly want, I will never harm any existence that could potentially become what I want most."
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Cain said without a second thought, his pitch-black eyes fixed on Wood's face: "To the Gods of Asgard, he is an existence that is both dangerous and uncontrollable while bringing massive practical benefits, but in my eyes, he is the purest and most adorable existence in this world. Our acquaintance can be traced back to the ancient era when Norse was still a vast ocean; at that time, Earth was in a desolate period where the civilizations of the Previous Era had been destroyed and the civilizations of the Next Era had yet to be born. I originally only got together with him to stave off loneliness, but the result was—in any case, no matter what happens, I will never harm him of my own volition."
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Odin's Voice gradually grew dark.
Wood realized that He was about to resort to terrible means and hurriedly reminded Cain, "Odin—"
It's fine, He is no match for me.
Cain shrugged indifferently, then walked over to Fenrir, who was still being held by the rope by Thor, knelt on one knee, gently stroked the dog's head.
Poor Fenrir, if you would only call me Papa—
In your dreams!
Fenrir cursed through the intense pain.
I knew you wouldn't agree to these terms.
Cain smiled with feigned indifference, his left hand gently stroking Fenrir's massive head—
What do you think you're doing!
Thor was furious: "Don't even think about it—"
You have no right to stop me.
As the words fell, the Cursed Rope wrapped around Fenrir's neck loosened slightly, small sparks erupting from it as if ignited by Fire.
“This.. this.. this..”
Thor was stunned.
Fenrir, however, wore a pained expression, his mouth forced open by the giant sword as he let out a tearing roar.
Awoooo—
[It hurts! It hurts! It hurts—]
Endure it just a little longer.
Wood held Fenrir's head with heartache. "Just endure it a little longer, the Cursed Rope will be completely undone."
But.. mm..
Fenrir continued to moan in constant agony, the fur on his neck was continuously emitting thick smoke as the Fire on the surface of the Cursed Rope lashed out. The smell of burning hair filled the air.
Endure a little longer.. it will be over soon.. poor Fenrir..
Wood gently comforted Fenrir while simultaneously contemplating how to safely extract the greatsword that was propping open Fenrir's mouth.
This sword..
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Chapter 89 Odin and the World Tree (11)
Papa, don't worry, I can bear it!
Fenrir let out a soft whimper, his eyes filled not only with tears of pain but also with a longing for freedom.
Then—
Wood glanced at Jormungand and Hela: "Next, it might be.."
We have waited for this moment for a long time!
Hela turned his head and glared at Odin.
Jormungand returned his body to its giant serpent form, loosely coiling around Wood, Cain, Fenrir.
Whoever stops Fenrir from being free, I will swallow them whole!
Loki!
Odin was extremely displeased.
Wood couldn't be bothered to reply to this bastard. He knelt on one knee and carefully reached his hand into Fenrir's mouth, which was constantly leaking blood and saliva.
The next part might be very painful, you have to endure it..
[Mm! Mm!]
Fenrir nodded repeatedly, his tail wagging gently.
Seeing this, Cain gently patted Fenrir's head: "Big dog, are you afraid of death?"
[I—I must act quickly!]
Fenrir has never had much patience for Cain.
Alright..
Cain shrugged helplessly and continued to deal with the Cursed Rope tightening around his neck.
Wood, meanwhile—
Taking a deep breath, he released the Holy Sword.
Clang!
The sound of metal clashing rang out like a bolt from the blue, followed by—
Why! Why!
The roar of Tyr, the Norse God, rang out in the high sky along with the sound of many Valkyries swarming in.
I order you to stop your actions immediately! Otherwise—