Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 158 Odin Can't Stand It

If it was just a demigod-level servant who got angry, it would not cause any trouble within the God Clan, as Brees, the King of Gods, could not withstand his madness.

He first levied a uniform [21 tax] on everyone in the clan, regardless of their status!
Yes, it’s a super heavy tax of taking one dollar out of every two dollars you earn!

If extremely high tax burdens correspond to extremely high welfare, it is not impossible to do so.

At least if the redistribution goes smoothly, there is still some theoretical possibility.

The wonderful thing is that Bryce has no welfare at all!
Almost all gods and their servants, including the previous God-King, had to undertake long periods of corvee labor.

This means that not only do you work for free, you also have to pay extra taxes.

Such an incredible operation would be impossible for anyone with a little economic common sense to do.

But Bryce, this tall, handsome idiot, did just that.

It stands to reason that for such a large tribe of gods like Tuatha de Danann, they shouldn't let an idiot in management be the king of gods.

In fact, the Tuatha de Danann had the same character as the Aesir before them - when survival was at stake, the one who was the best fighter would become the king!
The probability of a strong man being an expert in managing an organization is extremely low.

Only because Tangs, a time traveler with five thousand years of wisdom and the God King, could allow the Aesir to achieve a leap in management in just half a century and govern the huge Nine Realms in an orderly manner.

Bryce's series of stupid actions had already angered the gods of Danaan.

Siegfried's outburst was only a slight advance in the detonation of this thunderbolt, and it just so happened that the four continents of the Celtic world were plunged into war at the same time...

The gods of Tuatha Danu, who had already fallen into rage at this time, had no idea how heavy a burden would be brought to the world by starting a civil war at this time.

They were all completely enraged by Bryce's incredible actions.

In fact, it would be difficult for Beowulf and Siegfried to rebel against the current God King. The real decision-making power has always been in the hands of the gods.

For example, Dagoda, the father of the gods of the Tuatha de Danann, had a magic harp that could control people's emotions and even the changing seasons. As long as he played the harp, two gods could suppress it.

Even they couldn't stand Bryce anymore.

Lies cannot disturb the gods, the truth they tell is the sharp knife!

As soon as they said this, even Odin was dumbfounded.

what?
Collect your own taxes and give them to the enemy?

What is this operation?
Odin felt that his ambition and greed were great enough, but he only thought about taking everything home and never thought about plundering his family's wealth and giving it to the enemy.

The silence of the gods at this time is the greatest indulgence to their servants.

More Danu priests joined in the condemnation of Austin and even Bryce behind him.

"What? You ask us to build the city wall, and you hand over our wealth to the Fomorian giants?!"

"real or fake!"

"It's probably true. I saw Dallas transporting the tax money it collected to the seaside..."

It was proven that the anger of the Tuatha de Dana and their servants was like a powder keg about to explode, which could not be controlled by Odin, a thug who was relying on the power of others to bully others.

Seeing that the gods were engaged in a heated discussion and no one cared about him, Odin decisively slipped away and ran to find Bryce.

At this moment, Siegfried and Beowulf actually had the opportunity to stop Odin, but they kept Downs's instructions in mind and did what was in line with their status - instigating their nominal master Nuada to stand up and resist the tyranny of the current God-King.

"My Lord! We can't let that idiot Bryce mess around." "He will destroy the Tuatha de Danann!"

The two of them, along with a group of gods' servants, persuaded their wise former God-King.

Nuada was obviously very interested. He exchanged glances with several gods present and received their approval. He turned his head and said, "Alas! But my arm..."

As an old man who has traveled through time longer, Beowulf decisively suggested based on his 'master's' condition: "How about you go and see Deancot, the god of medicine?"

“I can only try it.”

Rules are rules, and only a complete god is qualified to lead the Tuatha de Danann. Nuada could not fight against tradition, so he could only find a way to make up for his physical defects.

On the other side, Odin quickly ran to the temple where Bryce was.

He looked down on this so-called temple that looked crudely made of a mixture of brick and wood. This poor temple that didn't even inlay gold on the pillars made Odin feel deeply disdainful.

But all his power and status now came from that idiot Bryce, and he was also desperate.

Odin knew very well that if he did not do something, he would suffer the consequences when the Tuatha de Danann came to settle accounts with Bryce.

"Your Majesty Bryce!" Odin patiently pretended to be very anxious and urgently explained to Bryce what happened on the city wall construction site.

When Bryce heard this, he was immediately filled with impotence and rage.

"They... How dare they defy my authority?! I am the God King—" Bryce's words became distorted due to anger. He kept pulling at his hair like crazy, his bulging bloodshot eyes constantly roaming around: "What should I do? What should I do? What should I do?!"

Bryce's bewildered look made Odin's heart skip a beat and sink completely.

What the hell?

This guy is actually the God King? !
As someone who has seen what it means to be a king of gods, Odin feels that he has the most say.

Odin hated Downs, but compared to the ignorant Bryce and the submissive Nuada, his elder brother was so much smarter! They were not from the same dimension at all!

Not to mention Towns, Odin felt that even he himself was much better than these two guys.

Odin can't stand it!

"The gods say that you have the blood of the Fomorian Giants. Is this true?" Odin asked in a deep voice.

"This..." Bryce flinched.

His behavior confirmed the rumor.

Odin was drunk.

Are those Tutankhamun gods also idiots? They actually agreed to let a foreigner be their god king? They were sold and had to help others count the money. Now they are fine, right?

But Odin's physical identity destined his butt to be crooked.

Odin grabbed Bryce's shoulders tightly and said, "Your Majesty Bryce! If you can't control the Tuatha de Danu, then you'd better pray that your Fomor bloodline is useful, otherwise when you are liquidated, your head will be hung at the city gate!"

"Austin, do you want me to contact the Fomor Giants to oppose my people?"

"Your people?" Odin laughed angrily, "The people you call your people have gathered their troops to kill you!"

(End of this chapter)