The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 683 Dwarf
Because Thor knew that Yang Le came to Asgard for tourism, he did not persuade Yang Le to drink too much. Instead, he always advised Yang Le to drink in moderation, even if Yang Le was only drinking low-alcohol fruit wine.

On the contrary, Thor was silently drinking heavily. Everyone present could see his little thoughts. He just wanted to drink more and get himself drunk so that Loki could avoid doing anything else.

Loki curled her lips in disdain. Of course, she had a way to crack Thor's tricks, but she would not embarrass Asgard in front of outsiders. After all, she was also a member of Asgard.

But Loki did not dissuade Thor. He watched this big fool drink himself up in a self-righteous manner. In the end, it was all in vain. This was also a successful prank.

Thinking of this, Loki's mood suddenly became very good, and even his appetite improved a little. He ate one more plate than usual.

Soon it was after dinner, and the smart-aleck Thor was carried away by the servants. Looking at his big and silly brother who was completely drunk, Loki couldn't help but cover his mouth and laugh, and his mood became better.

"It's time for me to leave, Father and Mother." Loki smiled, turning and bowing to his parents. "I drank a few glasses out of joy, and now I'm a little drunk."

She didn't want to waste time, so she went down to keep an eye on Thor to prevent him from pretending to be drunk and running away.

Odin had no objection to her request and agreed to Loki's request. The latter turned around and saluted the two guests, Yang Le and Gwen, before leaving with light steps.

"She looks like she's in a good mood." Gwen said with a smile, and Yang Le beside her nodded.

It's just that the God of Mischief is in a good mood, which means someone may be in trouble. Although I don't know the story of Asgard in this universe, but looking at Thor's appearance, I know that Loki in this universe will definitely eat him to death.

Since he is not the unlucky one, there is no need to worry. There is an old Chinese saying that goes, "It is better for me to die than for my fellow Taoist to die." Yang Le has benefited a lot from the wisdom of his ancestors.

"Two distinguished guests."

Just as Yang Le and Gwen were exchanging glances, Frigga came up and interrupted their conversation with a slightly apologetic tone.

"I heard that you wanted to travel around Asgard, but it's getting late today. There will still be some wild beasts outside Asgard at night. It's not safe enough after all."

"How about this? You stay in Asgard today. Tomorrow morning we will send someone to take you to experience the beauty of Asgard."

Yang Le looked at Gwen and asked for her opinion. Gwen nodded in agreement, so Yang Le turned around and said, "Of course, we both have no objection."

"Thank you for your understanding." Frigga nodded, and then a hint of mischief flashed in her eyes. "I just don't know if I should prepare two rooms or just one?"

As soon as Frigga asked the question, Gwen's face turned slightly red. She glanced at Yang Le quietly, waiting for his answer.

What should I do? If Habib asks me, should I agree? If he agrees directly, should I refuse?

Just when Gwen was struggling, Yang Le gave his answer without even thinking.

"One room is enough for diva."

Frigga covered her mouth, as if surprised by Yang Le's audacity. Gwen's face flushed even more, and even her eyes were a little moist. But Yang Le's next answer surprised everyone present.

"One room is enough. By the way, is there a place in Asgard where I can forge weapons?"

"Uh?" Frigga turned to look at Odin, and the couple exchanged glances. "Excuse me, what are you looking for in that place?"

"I'm going to use the Uru metal ingots I just got to strengthen my weapons." Yang Le raised his right hand, showing the gold bracelet on it to everyone. "So I'm not going to sleep. I'll stay at the forge all night. I'll just find a room for Gwen to sleep in."

"Yes, there is..." Odin glanced at Gwen, who stood speechless behind Yang Le. "Okay, I'll take you there. Frigga, you take the other guest to the guest room."

After saying that, Odin took Yang Le and left first. After a while, Frigga led Gwen away with a comforting smile.

Is Yang Le really incapable of romance? No, on the contrary, he understands Gwen's thoughts and Frigga's desire to help everyone, but he thinks these are a little inappropriate, at least not at the moment.

First of all, Gwen will not celebrate her adult birthday until this year. Although there is a one or two year age difference between the two, one of them is indeed an adult, and the other will become an adult after her birthday this year. In this case, it is okay to be alone in a house, but it is not okay to be alone in a room.

However, Yang Le knew that although Gwen didn't say it, she would not refuse his request when the time came. But this did not mean that Yang Le could not ignore it.

However, it would not be a good idea to reject Gwen openly, as it might make her sad, so it would be better to pretend to be stupid. It just so happened that he had the Uru metal ingot and had an excuse, so Yang Le suddenly had an idea and decided to spend the night in the blacksmith shop.

After many twists and turns along the way, Yang Le arrived at the forge in the Asgard Palace unimpeded with the guidance of Odin. This place was finally not as golden as other places in Asgard, but it was still made of metal, just in silver-gray color.

Asgard's forge is very different from the one on Earth. It seems to be a combination of the future and the ancient times. There are many things that look like machine tools, as well as some power forging hammers and the like.

In addition to these, of course there are also older anvils and forging hammers. In short, it can be said that everything is available.

"You can use all the equipment here. If you don't know how to use it, you can ask the blacksmiths over there."

Odin pointed casually, and Yang Le followed his hand to see a group of blacksmiths, some of whom were Asgardians and some were dwarves.

"I thought dwarves would only stay in Svartheim?" Yang Le looked curiously at the group of 'dwarves' that were about to hit the ceiling of the forge.

"It seems that you know a lot about the Nine Realms." Odin looked at Yang Le in surprise, but he was soon relieved. The affairs of the Nine Realms had long been compiled into myths in the atrium. Although there were many errors, this superficial knowledge was still correct. It was normal for Yang Le to know it.

"Great God King Odin!"

Just as Yang Le was talking to Odin, a deafening voice was heard, and then Yang Le saw a tall figure walking towards them.

(End of this chapter)