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Chapter 50 Russell: I'm going to wipe out Asgard

"Thousands of years ago, the frost giants of Jotunheim invaded Midgard."

They threatened to plunge the human world into a new ice age.

Odin, the God-King, summoned the Asgardian army to join forces with the forces of Midgard to fight against the Frost Giants.

Ultimately, under the leadership of Odin, the allied forces defeated the Frost Giants and safeguarded the peace of the Nine Realms.

This is historically known as the Battle of Tunnsberg.

When the glorious deeds of Asgard's conquest of the Nine Realms were mentioned, the guests and servants at the banquet all puffed out their chests with pride.

Although Thor's coronation ceremony was interrupted, the Asgardians who participated in the celebration still held many banquets.

Bored, Russell followed his servants and participated in one of the activities.

“Master Russell.”

“Master Russell.”

“Master Russell.”

As he walked through the banquet, people would greet Russell from time to time, and Russell would smile and nod in response to each one.

As one of the two mages who were received with great courtesy, Russell was quite well-known in Asgard.

Many people are quite curious about his abilities.

Adults are able to control their curiosity and maintain proper etiquette.

Children might not be like that.

Russell found a seat and was ready to enjoy the Asgardian cuisine.

While listening to the stories of Asgard told by the people at the banquet.

A child suddenly ran up to Russell and asked curiously:

"Master Russell, do you know magic? Like Lord Loki, can you create many versions of yourself?"

The child's question drew everyone's attention; they too wanted to know what abilities Russell possessed.

Russell smiled at the child but did not answer, continuing to drink his Asgardian mead.

Just when everyone thought Russell was too aloof.

When children also feel disappointed.

A hand patted his shoulder, and Russell's voice came from behind him.

"You mean, is that right?"

In front of the child, Russell's true form was drinking mead.

No one present noticed when Russell created a clone and went behind the child.

"Wow~"

"it is good!"

clap clap clap!

Russell's magic performance drew applause and cheers from the crowd.

Russell raised his glass in a gesture of "Drink!"

"drink!"

In fact, the clones of Ekron and Loki are not the same thing.

Loki's illusion is not a clone.

He just likes to make his phantoms look like himself, which is why they resemble clones.

hiccup~

The people of Asgard are indeed simple and honest.

After several hours of hard work, Russell prepared to get up and leave.

He had gotten everyone at the banquet drunk.

Just then, a tall figure in armor sat down in front of Russell.

Thor?

He shouldn't be making plans right now,

Should he attack Jotunheim, the stronghold of the frost giants who interrupted his coronation ceremony?

Even though he was feeling down, Thor still managed a smile:

"I heard that you, Mage Russell, have already drunk down hundreds of Asgardian warriors and are still not satisfied."

Now, let us stay with you.

Looking up, I saw not only Thor, but also Loki, Sif, and the Warriors Three of Asgard.

Russell's expression was strange.

They heard about my deeds while on their way to conquer Jotunheim.

So you're planning to get me drunk while you're here, and then go attack Jotunheim?

That's quite willful.

However, this way...

Your plans may be delayed.

"drink!"

Without further ado, Russell raised his glass.

No matter how many people come, he is going to wipe out Asgard today.

Three thousand rounds of wine, five hundred dishes.

Thor and the others were already tipsy, while Russell remained calm.

Russell's constitution meant that no matter what he ate or drank, he would only savor the taste.

The words "full of food" and "drunk" are long gone from his mind.

Perhaps realizing that drinking any more would jeopardize the important task of attacking Jotunheim and uncovering the truth about the Frost Giants' invasion of Asgard.

Sif and the Warriors Three of Asgard began urging Thor to drink more.

Fandral and Hogan: "Thor, I raise a toast to you. You led us into the most glorious battle."

Volstagg: "Thor, I also raise a toast to you. You gave me such delicious food and wine that I feel like I'm floating on air."

Sif: "Thor, I'd like to raise a toast to you too. You were there for me when I proved that a young girl could be the kingdom's bravest warrior."

Yes, we should urge Thor to drink more, not less.

Although Sif and the Warriors Three agreed to accompany Thor in battle, it doesn't mean they were unaware that this was disobeying Odin's orders.

Now that they have a chance to stop Thor by chance, they naturally want to take advantage of the situation.

"Okay, drink!"

Thor welcomed all who came.

In a blur, he felt that what the people were saying sounded somewhat familiar.

These all seem to be my words.

That's exactly what I just told you to join me in conquering Jotunheim.

Loki, who had drunk less but remained lucid, looked on helplessly.

He had painstakingly planned all of this, only to have it so dramatically ruined.

First, they released three frost giants into Asgard to disrupt Thor's coronation ceremony.

Then they stirred up trouble and provoked Thor.

Enraged, he disobeyed Odin's orders and led a few friends to attack Jotunheim alone.

All of the above plans went smoothly, but the subsequent plans were unexpectedly terminated.

In his plan, he would tip them off so that Odin could save them at a crucial moment.

Then, when Odin reprimands Thor, he stirs up trouble, making Odin dislike Thor.

However, this monk can really drink.

Thor was almost drunk, but he acted like nothing was wrong.

Loki looked at Russell with a surprised expression.

Although physical training is also involved, a monk's practice is primarily spiritual.

Compared to the physique of Thor, a member of the Asgardian god-king race, there is absolutely no comparison.

As Russell poured cup after cup of mead, Loki felt no magical fluctuations whatsoever.

He digests the alcohol and food entirely through his physical strength.

In other words, this mage's physique is stronger than Thor's?

Moreover, it is much stronger.

After observing Russell for a moment, Loki asked, "Master Russell, are you from Midgard?"

He simply couldn't understand why Russell was fine after drinking so much alcohol.

Normally, Asgardians are three times stronger than Midgardians.

Thor's physique far surpasses that of ordinary Asgardians.

Russell shook his head in denial: "No."

Bertrand Russell is not an Earthling from this timeline; he comes from the Earth of China in the original timeline.

This applies to both the body and the soul.

Loki suddenly realized.

It turned out to be the case.

That makes sense.

This Russell, besides being a mage, is likely also a powerful warrior.

A powerful warrior who ended up in Midgard, skilled in both physical and magical combat.

Is there any chance to win him over and get his support for me to succeed as God King?

In Asgard, my prestige is not as high as Thor's, but I can find outside help.

Loki was silently calculating in his mind.

Russell listened silently.

He already knows I'm a monk, but he's still completely unguarded. You can't blame me for eavesdropping.