Once Hela said this, the entire Asgard fell into a deathly silence once again.
On the evacuation ship, everyone's expressions became incredibly colorful.
What had they just heard?
After fighting for ten days and ten nights, the two of them just... got together like that?!
Frigga looked at Sif, her eyes filled with hesitation.
Emotionally, she wanted to stand on Sif's side.
But the rationality in her mind was telling her that sacrificing Sif's happiness at this moment seemed to be the optimal solution to fulfill the needs of the many.
If Hela really fell in love with Peter, and was even willing to follow Peter to Earth.
Wouldn't the dark clouds hanging over Asgard completely dissipate?
Thor also glanced at Sif, worried that this childhood playmate of his would burst into tears on the spot.
After all, facing such a monstrously powerful competitor, anyone's mentality would collapse!
Loki looked up at the sky, then at Sif, his entire demeanor looking rather subtle.
As Asgard's notorious sharp-tongued individual, he felt that if he didn't say a few words on such an occasion, he would have lived in vain.
So he moved half a step closer to Sif and asked in a low, cheeky voice: "Are you panicking right now?"
Upon hearing this, Sif drank a mouthful of mead with a normal expression and said indifferently:
"I've seen this kind of situation many times."
"Uh, this?"
Sif looked at Peter and Hela in the distance, her tone very steady: "In Midgard, the women who want to be his wife could line up from New York to Los Angeles."
"So you aren't angry?" Loki couldn't help but ask, hoping to read the sadness Sif was hiding beneath her indifference.
"Why would I be angry? I'm just a latecomer, aren't I? That guy was already with two other girls long before me."
Loki couldn't continue the questioning, because he suddenly realized something.
That Midgardian already had everything, and even his foolish brother had found a little lover on Earth.
Looking around, only he himself... was still a single dog.
Shit!
What kind of world is this!
I'm so handsome, why am I the only single dog?
On the other side, Peter was also left in a state of confusion.
What kind of bizarre development is this!
What does it mean "I haven't experienced the taste of death in three thousand years, and because I felt something similar from you just now, I've fallen in love with you a little?"
Peter suddenly recalled some abstract topics he had heard Tony and Harry discussing.
They said some rich people liked to find pleasure on the edge of danger.
Like extreme gun control, or perhaps asphyxiation...
Peter had originally thought those were just urban legends.
But now... he felt the person in front of him was the precise target audience for such games.
What is this even?
"So, do you mean that the harder I hit you, the happier you are?"
Facing Peter's question, Hela didn't feel at all that he was insulting her.
She just nodded generously: "You can understand it that way."
"Then can I understand it as, you need me to choke your neck while raining blows down on you?"
Hela pondered for a moment, as if trying to picture the scene, and a moment later, the corners of her mouth actually curled into a smile:
"It sounds quite interesting; perhaps we can try it in the future. Hmm, this is also something I haven't experienced in the past three thousand years."
Peter: "..."
Thor: "..."
Loki: "..."
Frigga: "..."
Sif lowered her head to drink.
She was afraid she would laugh out loud.
She didn't know why, but she suddenly thought of that morning ten days ago, and thought of Mantis, who had very dark circles under her eyes.
If that girl had overheard such a scene, what great emotional damage it would have caused!
"Can you pretend I didn't say anything just now?" Peter said, feeling a bit helpless. "Just assume I was joking."
"But I am very serious."
Hela took two steps forward.
She didn't put away her weapon, but the aggressive intent on her body had already subsided.
"Just now, in those three minutes when I lost consciousness, I realized something."
Hela looked at the dilapidated Asgard, her eyes showing no sign of heartache:
"The throne, revenge, conquest."
"I once thought I cared a lot about these things, because these are all things Odin owes me."
"But in fact, in those three minutes, I didn't consider these things for even half a second."
"I just felt regret, regret that my fight with you might end right here!"
"It was you who made me realize what I truly want!"
"So..."
Saying this, Hela flashed Peter a smile that was evil yet faintly carried a certain sexiness:
"I've decided to make a deal with you."
Saying this, Hela reached out and pointed at Peter: "Midgardian, come be my queen."
Peter: ???
"Do you dare to look me in the eye and say that again?"
Hela repeated it very naturally: "Be my queen."
Peter suddenly felt very tired.
He was wrong; he shouldn't try to reason with a mental patient who had been imprisoned for over a thousand years.
In the distance, Loki covered his mouth, making "kuku" sounds, his shoulders shaking uncontrollably.
He wanted to laugh but didn't dare, fearing that Peter would chop him into slices.
Seeing that Peter had no intention of refusing on the spot, Hela continued:
"As long as you are willing to become my partner and satisfy my need for combat, I can spare them."
As she spoke, she pointed in the direction where Thor and Frigga were.
"I can even rule Asgard together with my good-for-nothing brother."
Thor heard this and his eyebrows twitched.
What do you mean by good-for-nothing brother?
Say that again!
Loki, however, looked at him and whispered: "Rule together, that term sounds quite nice. How about we consider the three of us taking turns ruling?"
Thor couldn't be bothered to pay attention to him.
He was judging the weight of Hela's words.
If Hela were truly willing to let go of the idea of conquering the Nine Realms and willing to use her power to protect Asgard, then her existence would definitely make Asgard stronger.
But the problem is, who can guarantee that she won't get bored of fighting one day and want to return to her old ways?
Thor looked at Peter.
The answer was right there.
The person who could control Hela was standing right over there.
This made Thor's mood complicated.
He had just regained the power of Thor and had originally felt that he could hold my own.
But when he looked up, he saw that the future of Asgard had actually fallen onto Peter's love life.
It would be shameful to tell anyone about this.
But what was even more shameful was that he really didn't have a better solution.
On the other side, seeing that Peter remained silent, Hela continued to up the ante:
"Conversely, if you choose to refuse me, I won't give up just like that."
"I will embark on my path of conquest just as I did before; I will deal with them first, and then go to Midgard."
Hela's tone was very natural.
It lacked the bluster commonly found in threats; she was as calm as if she were showing off her hobbies during a blind date:
"And then I will make you constantly satisfy me in order to protect your Planet, until you completely submit, or until I die completely at your hands."
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