Although the general manager of Sili didn't know how high the rank of this official was. He only used a few buckets of instant noodles to change to an official seat, which seemed to be a profit. If Asgard wanted to sell official positions like this, he would have to pay his life.

However, Evanson didn't take this at all, because no matter what the customs and customs of Asgard were, in his impression, the two words "Sili" and "General Manager" made him feel a chill under his crotch.

"What? Don't you want to accept my gift?" Hela felt a little unhappy when she saw Evanson not speaking.

After all, she was once the No. 2 God of Asgard, but later became the No. 1 ghost. The contrast is so big. In addition, she has been in trouble for so long. So although she now looks cold and queen-like, she is very sensitive inside and she especially hopes to be respected and recognized by others.

Now, in her opinion, she was kind enough to award Evanson the positions of the first voter and the general manager of Sili, but he didn't say that he was grateful to receive the order and thanked him, but he kept silent and hesitated here. This was because he looked down on me!

"Well..." Evanson also knew that if he said bluntly that he would reject Hela now, it would undoubtedly be a shame to her face, so he decided to detour and say it in a more tactful way. "It is rare that the goddess values ​​me so much. I should have been grateful to Xiaoxuan for his work..."

"Hmph..." Haila said with a slight smile, "You just say that, but that's OK."

"The goddess laughed." Evanson said in a difficult situation, "but after we go out from here, it will be said whether Asgard is still there."

"Oh?" Hela's eyes widened slightly, "Is there something wrong with Asgard? No wonder, according to my father's rule, it's strange that nothing goes wrong, it's just some flashy stuff."

"It's not right." Evanson looked very convinced. "I feel that some things in Asgard are indeed very fake, for example, your palace is called the Golden Palace, but it is not actually made of gold."

"It's made of gold." But Hela said with her legs raised. Seeing Evanson's puzzled look, she said with a funny expression. "I mean, there are indeed many things in Asgard that are fake, but the Palace of Gold is indeed made of gold, which I can prove. But later we just thought it was too bright, so we painted a layer of paint outside."

"Ah?" Evanson immediately grew up and stood there. "No, I said how thick the paint brushes in your house were? I shaved it in one place for almost half an hour that day, and it was full of wall powder and no gold was seen."

Hela twitched the corner of her mouth, covered her face with her hands and turned her head to the side. She had just wanted to grant Evanson the identity of her first voter. This decision was too frivolous. She must be cautious in the future and must not act rashly.

However...Hela pulled down his hand, which was covering her face, and looked at Evanson through the gap of her fingers. Seeing that he was speaking and doing, this person must be a snob, but his views were extraordinary and smooth. If he promised a high position and a generous salary in the future, he would definitely be used by me.

"Let's not talk about this for now. What's wrong with Asgard? It actually caused danger of destruction?" Hela adjusted his sitting posture, looking like a far-far but like a king. After all, she had already regarded Asgard as the one in her pocket, and she was the legitimate queen. But if Asgard was gone, how could she be the queen? Isn't that a big joke?

"Just a few days ago, the dark elf king Malekis led the crowd to invade Asgard." But as soon as Evanson started, Hela asked strangely, "Dark Elf? Are they extinct?"

"Who knows, but from reality they are not extinct." Evanson shrugged.

"Well... it seems that our family has always had a tradition of fake things." Hela said sarcastically, "especially for men, it is a tradition." She obviously thought about the matter, and her grandfather falsely reported his military achievements and exaggerated the results of the war. "You keep going."

Then Evanson talked quietly and explained in detail what happened a few days ago. He did not hide all these, including how he saw the mural, how he killed people to silence him, and how Odin treated the heroic warriors who saw the mural.

But when he said this, Hela's expression was always faint, and there was even a faint sneer on the corner of his mouth. However, when Evanson said that Malekis stabbed Friga with a poisonous dagger, Hela's expression changed drastically. He even grabbed Evanson's hand and asked nervously, "How is his mother's injury?"

After a moment, she seemed to realize her loss of composure, shook Evanson's hand away, and asked coldly, "Friga...isn't dead."

"The poison on that dagger is called Ye Feng." As soon as Evanson said this, he heard a snap. He saw the muscles on Hela's face twitching twice, but he still tried hard to maintain that cold look, but the stone she was working with had been crushed by her.

"At that time, Odin was helpless and even thought that in order to make the queen suffer less, he would end his life early." Evanson looked up and saw that although Hela was still sitting stiffly, his body trembled twice. So he smiled and said, "But I happened to be there at that time. I have a unique detoxification method. After my treatment, the queen has been in danger and has recovered well."

After Evanson said this, he obviously felt that Hela, who was sitting opposite him, had a soft body, and her breath was very heavy. "Is that right...Friga is not dead, you are doing well, I almost thought I lost...the chance to punish her with my own hands."

Evanson felt funny in his stomach. Your performance just now didn't seem to be regretting that he could not punish Friga with his own hands. Hela seemed to realize this, so he expressed his dissatisfaction with Friga. "I think what did Friga do when my dad decided to lock me up?"

Evanson shook his head, and Hela continued, "Did nothing, she was there quietly watching, from beginning to end. So when I go back, I will drive her away and exile her. I will silently look at her back and watch her leave Asgard, believe me, I will not be soft-hearted."

"The queen should do whatever you deserve." Shigluen, who had been sitting on the side and not talking, said in a bad tone, "After all, you are not her biological child. You have committed such a great sin. Can she be pleaded for you?" Although she doesn't want to fight with Hela now, it does not mean that she has a good impression of Hela. After all, all her sisters, including herself, have died at the hands of each other.

"I'm not Friga's biological son?" But Hela did not throw the flying sword directly over, but turned her head and yelled loudly, yelling while slapping the stone. "Do you believe this kind of nonsense? Oh, my dad really has a good ability to lie."

It was Shigluen's turn to be stunned, "You...you...you won't...you don't? Are you the Queen's biological child?"

"Of course!" Hela said helplessly, "It's all my dad's trick! I told the public that I was not Friga's biological child, so that I would not be a legitimate child, but an illegitimate child with a low status, so that I can justify my heir's identity!"

"But... your hair..." Evanson also had a question, because the only child he had seen before, Odin and Friga, was Thor, who was a golden retriever... Well, it was a blonde, while Hela had a black hair.

"What's wrong with my hair? The color of the Asgardians has nothing to do with the color of their parents. Usually the color of our hair is determined based on the strength we inherit." Hela looked at Evanson with a look that you were too ignorant. "Do you see, that little bastard Rocky has black hair?"

"Well..." Evanson rubbed his brows. "This evidence does not seem to be strong enough... You should know that Loki is his adopted son, he is the Frost Giant."

"Oh, adopted son... adopted son..." Hela looked amused and crying. "You have seen Odin's true face. You know how many people he has killed. How cruel his heart is. Seeing that the lonely baby was placed on the ground, he couldn't bear it and adopted him. Do you believe this kind of nonsense you tell me?"

"Yes..." Evanson touched his chin. Some things seemed quite natural before, but after discovering Odin's true face, it seemed very suspicious. "Odin is not an indecisive king, nor a kind person. He has never done anything about genocide. How could he be so kind toward a son of an enemy?"

"Besides, he feels that killing a baby is not honorable enough, so he can just abandon it in the wilderness. Even if he is really kind and does not want the baby to die, he just needs to take it back to Asgard and be raised by a civilian house or a minister under his command. Why adopt it yourself?"

"Even if you want to cultivate the future relationship between Loki and Thor so that you can act as a pawn to control the Kingdom of the Frost Giant in the future, you only need to let him contact Thor from a young age and serve as a companion servant guard. This will better reflect the superiority and inferiority of the superiors and subordinates, so that he habitually bows down to Thor and will not have any unreasonable thoughts."

"But Odin took him as his adopted son and gave him the identity of Prince Loki openly. Could it be..." Evanson suddenly had a very bold guess, but before he could say it, he shook his head, "No, right... Loki is indeed a Frost Giant, I can be sure of this."

Hela looked at Evanson here with interest, but she thought to herself that this kid was indeed a little insightful, and he had already seen his father's arrangements for Thor and Loki.

He almost guessed the truth. Although he was denied by himself in the end, he took some things for granted. So Hela said with a mysterious smile, "Why don't you stick to your own ideas? Loki has the blood of the Frost Giant, and he is the son of his father. Are these two contradictions? And don't you think Loki is too short as the Frost Giant?"

Evanson's eyes widened in an instant, his mouth kept opening and closing, and after a while he finally came up with a word "Lying...trough!"

As Hela said, this matter is not at all contradictory! What's wrong with the blood of the Frost Giant? It doesn't necessarily mean that both parents are Frost Giant! For example, the mother is a Frost Giant, but the father is an Asgardian. The children born can also have the blood of the Frost Giant!

"So, Loki is the child of Odin and a female Frost Giant..." Evanson pulled the collar, the amount of information was too great to make him feel a little hot. "Considering that Loki was the son of Luo Fei, the king of the Frost Giant... Then the identity of that female Frost Giant... should be Luo Fei's wife and the queen of the Frost Giant..."

Evanson said here, then looked at Hela and nodded to himself with a smile on his face. "I just said that my dad is not as glorious as he looks on the surface. He has done a lot of unethical things."

This is too immoral! I said that the frost giant kept baring at Asgard, and was beaten by Odin to the death of his country. It turned out that you slept with the king's wife and gave birth to a child. After Luo Fei brought such a big cuckold, he had to pinch his nose and recognize that the child was his own and raised by himself.

This humiliation, let alone the king of a country, even the common people can't help it! This also explains why after Luo Fei retreated, he actually threw Loki on the ground and refused. He thought he was retreating too hastily, but in fact it was really too hastily. If time was enough to ensure that Luo Fei choked him to death in the toilet.

"This aristocratic circle is too chaotic." Evanson couldn't help but sigh after thinking about all this, "But this Li Dai Taojiang is really a good plan. It seems that he not only wants Loki as a puppet king who is close to Asgard, but wants the Frost Giant King to have his blood from now on."

"And Loki was raised as an Asgard since he was a child, and his aesthetic view has long been fixed. If he marryes his wife in the future, he will definitely marry an Asgard woman. At that time, as long as he marrys him for generations, the bloodline of the frost giant in his descendants will become thinner and thinner. On the contrary, the bloodline of the Asgardians will become stronger and stronger, and eventually become the same as that of the Asgardians!"

"And as the saying goes, the Frost Giant will be proud of marrying the Asgardians. Maybe in a few generations, there will be no pure blood Frost Giant in this world and will be completely assimilated by Asgard."

"If you don't use your sword, you will steal a country." Evanson nodded constantly and said, "After all, it's Odin's Heavenly King, this method is amazing."
Chapter completed!