Foolish Brother Odin

Chapter 436 The universe is so big, I want to go out and see it!

Is this... is this the intuition of a brute?
Is extreme recklessness the ultimate form of wisdom?
So, how could someone who has been undefeated on the battlefield for over a hundred years really be completely devoid of intelligence?

Thor gives off the impression of a brute all day long; frankly, he doesn't like to use his brain, not that he's truly brainless.

Towns paused briefly, then said, "My son! This is a very close contest. Even your father isn't entirely confident of victory..."

Towns promptly switched to his usual bluffing mode.

Thor's bearded lips twitched, and his large, blinking eyes were filled with disbelief: "Father, please stop. Such a vast kingdom like Ginnunga is beyond my control. Why don't you storm Mount Olympus and take all of Zeus's wives and daughters? I've heard that Queen of the Gods is incredibly beautiful..."

Downs instinctively interrupted Thor: "Damn it, I don't want that vile woman Hera!"

Thor said quietly, "Father, you still say you don't understand the Greek pantheon?"

"..."

"Father God, those internal affairs are too troublesome. I still prefer the feeling of you in charge of the overall situation while I charge into battle."

Towns barked, "Thor! Know who you are!"

Thor wasn't intimidated at all; his eyes were clear. "Father, I've discovered that as long as you have enough knowledge of this pantheon through [Prophecy], we're guaranteed to win."

Towns was completely dumbfounded.

That little brat, barely two hundred years old, is spouting such profound truths!
These days, kids are getting harder and harder to raise; they're not cute at all.

What else can Towns do?

He said sternly with a straight face, "In this world, anyone can be careless. As someone in a position of power, one must learn and implement the principle of 'preparing for the enemy with leniency.' If the enemy is indeed as predicted, that is certainly a good thing. But we must never regard the enemy as a piece of trash that can be defeated at will."

Seeing that his father was unyielding and determined to shift the blame, Thor started to have doubts.

Thor, the god of thunder and widely recognized as a wise fool among the Aesir, chose a roundabout strategy.

"Father God, if you are truly not here, who can I rely on when faced with difficult choices in domestic affairs?"

To emphasize, Thor asked for a choice, not for advice.

The two portions are different.

Downs stared into Thor's eyes for a long time, but seeing no sign of him backing down, he finally sighed: "If you can't decide on an internal matter, you can consult Gilgamesh!"

"I knew my brother was reliable—" Thor said with beaming eyes, exuding an aura that said, "If Dad dares to pass the buck to me, I'll pass it on to Gilgamesh."

Towns grabbed Thor's shoulder with such force that Thor found himself unable to break free.

Downs stared intently at his eldest son, speaking almost word by word: "What determines the upper limit of a pantheon is never its domestic economy or the number of mortal believers, but its military strength! Only absolute military strength can guarantee that everything you cherish will not be taken away, and can ensure that you don't have to look up to any being in this universe and use the most worthless begging to gain the pity of an enemy that doesn't even exist. Do you understand?"

Thor, despite being the God of Thunder, felt in a daze as a mortal being struck by lightning from the sky and reduced to charred remains, his very soul numb.

Correct!
The world will never lack wolves. Without force!

I am nothing.

The Golden Palace where he grew up, the family he cherished, the wife he loved... the thought that all of this would be taken away or destroyed by the enemy because of defeat made Thor fiercely suppress the little bit of contempt in his heart.

“Father God, I finally understand why you still support me as the crown prince, even though I am clearly incompetent in domestic affairs.”

"You just understand."

Whether it's a god or a nation, military force cannot guarantee its upper limit, but it can provide a safety net for its lower limit.

In this barbaric universe where slavery is rampant, without force, one is a lamb to the slaughter, destined to be a slave!
Towns recalled his past life before he traveled back in time, a group of guys who always talked about civilization and freedom, but deep down they were still the same kind of people.
If his homeland were even slightly weak, they would dare to pounce and tear it apart.

If you have spare money, why not invest it in military spending instead of saving it for reparations?
Because Downs is a time traveler and his homeland has such a tragic history, he understands it best and is most vigilant. He won't be like Zeus, indulging himself and messing around recklessly, making a complete mess of his world.

Back to the point, seeing that Thor had finally grown up, Towns was also very pleased. He finally came back to the question Thor had asked him in the first place.

“My son, I know you may not understand why I, your father, said I might entrust you with such a heavy responsibility.” Tangston paused for a moment. “I am indeed confident of defeating Zeus. But everything will have to wait until the day of victory. I will make that decision only after everything in Kinlunga is settled.”

“Father God…”

Instead of meeting Thor's eyes, Downs turned his head, looked through the huge, wide window, gazed into the distance, and uttered a sentence in a low voice that shocked Thor and the Valkyries around him for a long time:
"The universe is so big, I want to go out and see it!"

Simple and straightforward.

Yet it was incredibly moving!
Thor was so shocked that he couldn't speak for a long time.

From the time he was old enough to understand, his father, Towns, was omnipotent. From the very beginning, he fought against powerful enemies abroad, governed the country well at home, and brought peace to the people. Whether it was war, religion, politics, or the court, there was nothing he couldn't do well.

He was the most perfect being, leading the Aesir gods to ever reach new heights of victory.

Because Towns was too perfect in the eyes of the world and even the gods, the simple-minded Thor never even had the idea of ​​replacing him or taking over the throne ahead of schedule.

Moreover, the Aesir's long lifespan of an average of ten thousand years meant that Thor never had to worry about when his young father would become too old to keep up and need him to take over.

Thor has always been very happy since he was a child.

Little did he know that his father also experienced emotional weariness, as well as a romantic yearning for poetry and distant places.

Thor's tiger lips trembled slightly, and after a long while, he managed to utter a sentence, tears welling up in his wild and rugged eyes: "Father, you must promise me that when you have traveled enough, you will definitely come back!"

Downs laughed: "Of course, I know all too well the pain of a rootless soul. Kinlunga has long been my only home in this universe. If I really win, I'll probably take the goddesses I conquer and wander around for decades. When I'm tired, I'll always come back."

Case solved!
This is truly a shocking revelation!

The wise and all-knowing Emperor Jinlunga actually admitted that his soul did not originally belong to Jinlunga.

(End of this chapter)