mtl008 Chapter 2251 Jincheng comes late in autumn (41)
Chapter 2251 Jincheng comes late in autumn (41)
Chapter 2251: Late Autumn in Jincheng (Forty-one)
Schiller stood up from the chair, and the moment he stood up, the alarm in Loki's heart, who was sitting beside the bed, began to sound louder and louder.
Schiller stood in front of Loki and looked down at her. Loki leaned back instinctively and had to support herself with her hands on the edge of the bed to keep her body stable.
"I'm glad you can clearly understand your relationship with your brother."
As soon as Schiller opened his mouth, Loki knew that every factor revealed in his body was for the purpose of manipulating others. A psychologist would never say such biased words.
The more professional they are, the less judgment they make; they just analyze rationally and remind carefully, neither talking about themselves nor judging others. Once they start doing this, it means they begin to lose their professionalism and push everything in a more selfish direction.
Loki looked up and saw a pair of desolate gray eyes.
"I'm also glad that you agree with my approach."
"I don't think I expressed my approval."
"Then why do you say that?" Luo Ji ignored the alarm in her heart and began to challenge boldly, "Do you want me to think that your evaluation is important?"
"I must remind you of one thing," Schiller said. "What you are doing is equivalent to dropping an extremely unstable time bomb into my party. It could destroy everything at any time."
"No one will destroy everything more easily than you."
Schiller narrowed his eyes.
Memories kept flashing through Loki's mind. He lay on the ground, and through the reflection of his own blood flowing, he saw Schiller in a suit flash behind Talia and knock her down in an instant.
Talia was picked up by Schiller and put in the cell next to Loki. He said nothing, his leather shoes stepped over the stream of blood, and he only glanced at Loki before leaving.
Before long, Loki felt the breathing next door gradually becoming even, and the subtle sound of clothes rubbing against the floor tiles was transmitted to his ears through his bones.
Loki lowered his head to take a look at the wound he was pressing. It was still bleeding, but it had gotten much better. So he sat up with some effort, and the person on the other side obviously heard the action.
"Are you okay?" a slightly hoarse female voice came.
"Don't talk." Loki's English had a distinct Old Asgardian accent. English with a Norwegian accent sounded more primitive, with the stress more forward than modern English, and it sounded flatter and heavier.
The other party was silent for a while.
"Schiller?" Talia uttered another word.
Loki didn't answer, but nodded slightly. He believed that the other party could simulate his movements in her mind through subtle sounds. Talia could do it too, because it was so quiet here.
"Is your wound okay?" Talia asked again.
Loki sighed in annoyance.
Soon he heard Talia approaching his side of the wall, "Listen, if you have the wisdom and can communicate, you should know that I am just an ordinary human. If I want to leave here, I can only rely on your power."
"So tell me, what can I do to make your wounds feel better?"
"Silence," Loki said.
They fell silent, but not for long. Talia was visibly agitated. She said, "Are you going to just wait here? Wait for him to deal with you?"
Loki remained silent and did not answer. With every breath Talia took, she could feel the overly cold air flowing into her lungs from her upper respiratory tract, almost chilling her heart to the point of paralysis.
"Stay away from me," Loki continued.
Talia didn't move, so Loki sighed angrily again.
Talia laughed, and lowered her voice to say, "Funny boy, where are you from?"
"...Asgard."
Talia raised her eyebrows slightly, then said, "If I remember correctly, this is the heaven in Norse mythology."
"One of the nine kingdoms." The voice, obviously annoyed, corrected: "There is no heaven, only the World Tree and the Hall of Heroes."
"What's your name?"
There was another silence, but Talia was not going to give up. She said, "Unfortunately, I learned from a friend of mine that the owner of the manor who captured you has some weird little hobbies."
"If he wanted you to die, he would have killed you long ago. If he wanted you to live, he should have stopped the bleeding from your wounds. But he placed you here, perhaps just to drain your blood and serve as a unique delicacy for his banquet."
The silence was filled with shock, and Thalia could almost smell it.
"He wants to eat me?"
"It's not impossible." Talia sighed in mock sorrow and said, "Perhaps there is also me. You know how much a banquet fanatic is willing to pay to shock everyone present with his delicious food."
The other party was silent again.
Talia found it very interesting, because although she couldn't see the person opposite her, she could feel his emotions from the change in air temperature. She couldn't help but ask: "What race are you? Norse God?"
"There are no Norse gods." The other party's tone sounded even angrier. He said: "Aesir gods and frost giants."
"It sounds like you're the latter."
The other party continued to remain silent.
Talia felt that she now understood Pamela a little bit. In fact, although she didn't know much about Norse mythology, she was not so ignorant. Odin's stories were still quite famous in the Western cultural circle. Even if she hadn't studied them in detail, she had at least heard about them.
Especially the setting of the world tree and the nine kingdoms is unique among all mythological systems. What makes it more interesting than Zeus's faction is that the gods are divided into many races, and they also fight against each other year after year. The grudges and entanglements are much more interesting than the crotch-hanging things on Mount Olympus.
So when Talia heard the name Asgard, she actually roughly guessed which race the other party belonged to, and she said that simply to provoke him.
Now she knew where the smile in Pamela's voice came from when she leaned over and whispered in her ear that her angry expression was beautiful while she was pulling her with the vines.
All human beings have this kind of primitive malice. They get subtle pleasure when abusing and manipulating the spirit and emotions of others. Manipulating their own kind allows them to taste the power, and power is the deepest and heaviest addiction in the world.
Parents control their children, teachers control their students, superiors control their subordinates. If there really is a lasso of truth in this world, then no one can say with a clear conscience that they have not gained any pleasure from satisfying their sadistic desires in this process.
Talia licked her lips and said, "Don't be angry. I'm not very well versed in this. If you won't tell me your name, what should I call you?"
The air temperature dropped rapidly until Talia began to have difficulty breathing, and then slowly rose again, and even the icy mist floating on the ground began to dissipate.
"Loki." He uttered the name dully.
Talia raised her eyebrows in surprise. He was actually a well-known figure in mythology. It seemed that he was not the complete form in the mythology, but just a young man.
Talia remembered that Loki was known as the god of lies and trickery, so the question was, how did Schiller catch him here?
Talia didn't think Loki could fool Schiller, so the most likely scenario was that he tried to fool him but failed, and Schiller was pissed off by him and was planning to cook him into a dish.
But if Schiller had seen through and exposed Loki's deception so easily, why was he so angry?
Or it is possible that Schiller was deceived at some stage or part, and then came to his senses and brought Loki here.
Could he fool Schiller?
Talia felt deeply curious.
Hearing the change in Talia's breathing rate, Loki exhaled, and in the shadow that Talia couldn't see, he slowly smiled.
"Do you want to piss me off?" Schiller looked down at Loki, his expression shrouded in shadows, but not dark or angry. Instead, there was a strange calmness that made the atmosphere in the bedroom even heavier.
Luo Ji curled her lips and said, "I heard that Schiller, who usually moves around in this universe, has a bad temper."
“Emotional manipulation?”
"It's more because you have a grudge and you will take revenge." Luo Ji took back her hands and folded them in front of her body and said, "If I told you that I was going to throw a big bomb into this banquet knowing the importance of it, you would definitely be very angry."
"But you didn't expect that it wasn't him you met."
"I don't really understand the difference between you two." Loki said frankly, "There is too little information available, and it is difficult for me to get anything out of Natasha. I can only make plans based on the information I have. You can't regard this as a mistake."
"I didn't mean that."
Loki lowered her head and thought, "Although what happened between me and the Thor from another world would make Thor worried and draw his attention back, it is ultimately just a matter of love."
"But if I accidentally offend you, it will be a matter of great importance to the universe. Even though it is another personality, I must be careful with it. Even if Thor doesn't want to pay attention to me, Nick and others will ask him to do so."
"Obviously you don't just want to balance the scales."
"If I can do more, why not?" Loki raised her head and looked directly into Schiller's eyes, her eyes sparkling with light, shining like a gem in the dim bedroom, making her beautiful face even more dazzling.
"I rarely take the initiative to retaliate against anyone. To be precise, almost never." Schiller shook his head, then looked at Luo Ji and asked curiously, "So what are you going to do now?"
"I want to make sure that this series of plans will not really bring serious consequences. So even though I will say this to you, in fact, that stupid second-generation idiot has been locked up in the space debris by me. He will not really come here."
"After all, there are so many superheroes here. If he really barges in without thinking, it will trigger another war, causing heavy casualties among ordinary people and razing buildings to the ground..."
Suddenly, Schiller's expression froze for a moment, and then his eyes refocused, looking into Luo Ji's eyes and said, "Let him come."
"……what?"
"Let him come, and I'll teach you how to get what you want."
(End of this chapter)