Peter objectively described the entire process of Mephisto launching a sneak attack on Odin and utilizing Odin's divine soul to Hela.
At first, Hela seemed indifferent, but after hearing that Odin was backstabbed and killed in a sneak attack, the expression on her face changed.
This wasn't a matter of family affection.
Rather, Mephisto's actions crossed Hela's bottom line as a warrior.
Sure enough, as soon as Peter finished speaking, Hela spoke up with a calm face:
"If the old man had lost fair and square to that Mephisto, he would have died a worthy death."
Thor hesitated to speak.
He originally wanted to say, "But he was our father."
But with the words on the tip of his tongue, he silently swallowed them back down.
Mainly, he knew that saying this would most likely only result in Hela's mockery.
After all, imprisoning one's own daughter for over a thousand years was indeed messed up; for Hela to have this reaction was already considered highly magnanimous of her.
Hela didn't notice Thor's hesitation and continued:
"But dying from a disgraceful sneak attack is not the end a warrior deserves."
Having said this, she looked at Peter and said with a serious expression:
"Although I have a grudge against the old man, that doesn't stop me from dragging out that rat who lacks a warrior's soul and killing him!"
Peter nodded.
Very good.
This was the answer he wanted.
He was just about to tell Hela to set off immediately, but to his surprise, Hela suddenly relaxed after saying this:
"However, before we go kill that guy, I think we need to rest first."
"I'm hungry and need to eat something, and while we're at it, test your mettle."
Peter: "..."
A female rogue who had lived for three thousand years was indeed terrifying.
Back then, Sif was clingy, but at least she still had a young girl's sense of shame.
This sister truly lived in a way where "there was no one left in the World she cared about," living completely as she pleased.
Amidst the silence, it was Loki who spoke up:
"A banquet is great! It's also the perfect opportunity to clarify Sister Hela's identity to everyone. To ensure long-term rule, legitimacy and the support of the citizens are absolutely essential!"
Thor: ???
You're already calling her Sister Hela?
Where is your integrity?
You grew up with me, yet have you ever once thought of calling me Brother Thor?
In response, Loki looked completely unbothered, even hiding behind Hela and giving Thor a punchable face.
With Sister Hela around from now on, Thor could forget about using force to bully him ever again!
Although this sister acted extremely cold and didn't care about anyone except Peter!
But Loki believed that absolute sincerity could move even a heart of stone!
As long as he sucked up to her diligently enough, this elder sister would eventually hand over some of her state-governing power for him to manage.
Mm, and then he could go against Thor once again~
...
Although Loki's motives were impure, even Frigga felt they should take this opportunity to clear up the misunderstanding with the citizens, and that they needed to start dispelling everyone's fear of Hela starting with this banquet.
Thus, amidst the ruins of Asgard, a grand banquet began.
At the banquet, out of consideration for treating his family members equally, Peter took the initiative to cook, personally preparing a dinner feast for Hela.
Of course, as brother-in-law, Thor and the others also got to bask in the reflected glory a bit.
The culinary skills of Little Master redeemed from the system mall were no joke.
Although there were many ingredients in Asgard that Peter had never heard of before, a simple taste was all it took for him to come up with the most suitable cooking technique.
Before long, a whole table of delicious food was freshly prepared.
Looking at the table of food, which was perfect in color, aroma, and taste, Loki looked at Peter as if he were looking at a monster:
"Are you sure you didn't use some kind of magic illusion?"
He really couldn't accept the setting of someone being ridiculously strong, incredibly popular with the opposite sex, and also cooking such delicious food.
You're making me look like even more of a useless loser!
"Eat it or don't!" Sif retorted directly.
Thor also nodded with a serious face from the side:
"Peter's cooking skills are at least in the top ten of the Nine Realms, if not the absolute best. I ate it once at an Avengers banquet before, and the taste was simply unforgettable!"
Ignoring these increasingly goofy guys, Peter simply poured Hela a cup of mead, clinked glasses with her, and then pointed at the food on the table, saying:
"Why don't you try my cooking?"
Hela didn't have much interest in "cooking" or "gourmet food."
Mainly, she hadn't eaten proper food in over a thousand years!
As for over a thousand years ago, although she ate back then... due to campaigning abroad year-round, her attitude towards food was usually "as long as it's edible."
Sometimes she could make do even if it was just raw meat.
But to accommodate the feelings of her "Queen," she still directly grabbed a leg of the Bull of Heaven.
Taking a bite, Hela's hand visibly trembled.
Immediately after, Peter could visibly see Hela's eyes light up.
Seeing this expression on her face, Peter knew this move was a guaranteed success.
It seemed that conquering a Goddess of Death sometimes didn't even require a fight.
"Delicious!"
Hela gave the simplest, most direct, and least roundabout evaluation.
She tore into the beef leg in large bites, a posture that made Loki really want to complain with a remark like "barbarian."
But out of consideration for his own life and safety, he ultimately held back.
Sif sat next to Peter, eating corn pudding while leaning in to whisper in his ear, "You're done for."
Peter didn't stop picking up food: "What do you mean?"
"The way she looks at you is even more dangerous than before."
"That's not dangerous; that's respect for the chef."
Sif rolled her eyes at him:
"Laugh if you want to. Do you even believe those words yourself?"
Before long, Hela finished the entire beef leg.
She really finished it.
The bone was so clean that not even a shred of meat was left.
In addition, she also tasted the other dishes on the table one by one, but what suited her appetite best was clearly still the meat.
Setting the bone down on the table, Hela patted her lower abdomen in satisfaction and couldn't help but smile and sigh:
"A delicacy I haven't enjoyed in three thousand years... Now, I have yet another reason to love you."
Speaking of which, she suddenly remembered something:
"Right, since you are already my Queen, shouldn't you also return my Fenris to me?"
Peter's hand paused mid-air:
"Try calling me that one more time?"
Hela looked at him and said without hesitation, "Queen."
Pfft~!
Sif burst out laughing.
Loki and Thor also wanted to laugh, but they forced themselves to hold it in, their faces flushed red from the effort.
The corner of Peter's eye twitched, and he switched to a more direct way of communication:
"If you still want to see your little puppy, don't refer to me by that word."
Hela said, "Fenris is not a little puppy."
Peter: Is that the freaking point I'm focusing on?!
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