Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life.

Chapter 113 A Seven-Day Trip to Asgard 1

After ending his miserable life as a beast of burden, Sherlock's mind was filled with nothing but playing. As the saying goes, there's a reason why he's included in the eight famous quotes from the rabbit's side.

Moreover, with a local bigwig like Thor by his side, if Sherlock doesn't make the most of this opportunity, wouldn't all those Palace Museum and Great Wall annual passes he bought when he was entertaining friends back when he was a struggling migrant worker in Beijing before he time-traveled be for nothing?

Of course, for Sherlock, even if he wants to go out and have fun, he must bring Doro with him.

Having spent ten days ravaging Etri and then working for six days after returning, Sherlock was now incredibly longing for Doro's jelly-like body, and his desire to suckle Doro's body had almost reached its peak.

However, to Sherlock's utter surprise, when he pushed open the door to Frigga's bedroom again, he saw a completely different Doro.

The Mjolnir was returned to Thor when he returned to Asgard, but for Dorothy, who had lost his means of transportation...

Not so disappointed, to distract Doro, Frigga did something Sherlock had always wanted to do but never had the time for.

Teach Doro knowledge!

Sherlock originally thought that even if a cute little Doro tried to learn, he probably wouldn't have much motivation, or he would only be able to learn the basics.

But when Sherlock pushed open the door to Frigga's room, he was surprised to see Doro standing on a cloud!

You read that right, you really are standing on a cloud!

???

Looking at Doro standing on the cloud, Sherlock's mind started to twitch. After all, Doro in front of him looked inexplicably too similar to a childhood idol!

At this moment, Frigga had tied Doro's pink hair into two small buns, and her clothes had been changed into a little skirt, which even resembled lotus petals. Furthermore, Frigga had put a gold bracelet on each of Doro's limbs.

If Doro were to replace his miniature meow hammer with Odin's miniature spear of eternity, he would look exactly like a miniature Nezha.

He was still the kind of commander-in-chief who stood in front of 100,000 heavenly soldiers, ranking among the immortals!

No, is that right?

Sherlock stared at the absurd scene before him and even began to wonder if Asgard had some connection with the Heavenly Court at some point. Wait, could there really be a Heavenly Court?

While Sherlock was still in a daze, Doro was the first to spot Sherlock standing at the door, looking completely dumbfounded.

"You're finally back!"

Doro, trailing off a long note, slammed into Sherlock's arms, piloting the little cloud beneath his feet.

The moment he was embraced, all the jumbled thoughts in Sherlock's mind vanished, and he had only one feeling.

Doro has definitely gained weight!

Of course, Sherlock rubbed Doro, who was snuggling in his arms with a satisfied expression, and at the same time, he curiously reached out and rubbed the clouds under Doro's feet. You have to admit, they felt just as amazing.

Seeing Sherlock's surprised expression, Frigga walked up and smiled at him.

"It's just a little trinket someone gave me. I gave it to Doro as a toy. Mr. Sherlock, don't worry about it. It's nothing valuable."

Upon hearing Frigga's words, Doro lifted her head from Sherlock's embrace, looking at him with an innocent expression. As if afraid that Sherlock would refuse to let her accept this little cloud, she fawned over him.

"Yes, Doro really loves the little cloud that Grandma gave him. Doro even gave it a lovely name!"

"What's your name?"

Hearing Doro's words, Sherlock was genuinely curious about what name Doro could come up with. Upon hearing Sherlock's question, Doro immediately replied with a proud expression.

"Flying Cloud! Doro thought about this name for three whole days! Isn't it great?"

Seeing Doro nestled in his arms with an air of "I'm so awesome, let me pinch your waist," Sherlock couldn't help but chuckle and gave Doro's head a good rub.

It's confirmed, this is definitely my own child!

"Then thank you, Empress, for your generosity."

Sherlock, holding Doro, bowed slightly to Frigga and accepted her gift without refusing Doro's offer. After all, Sherlock had clearly seen the two exchanging glances just now.

Refusing at this point would seem rather heartless.

Moreover, unlike the little cloud beneath Doro's feet, which made Sherlock feel novel, it was the little clothes on Doro's body that truly surprised him.

The reason is simple: the clothes Doro is wearing aren't actually real clothes, but illusions! They're illusions that Doro designed and projected onto himself!

Seeing Sherlock curiously sensing something within the illusion of Doro's clothes, Frigga chuckled and said to Sherlock.

"Having nothing else to do, I taught Doro some basic magic. It's nothing profound, just something for fun. Sherlock, you don't need to mind it."

Frigga seemed to have figured out what Sherlock was thinking and explained to him, seemingly trying to dissuade him from the idea of ​​repaying her.

After all, the magic Doro possesses is the illusion magic that Loki is most skilled at. It's impossible for Sherlock not to have any concerns, since the relationship between Doro and Asgard is entirely maintained by Sherlock and Thor, and Sherlock has to consider the issue of repayment.

Frigga's meaning was also clear: she bluntly told Sherlock not to worry about the return, as Doro hadn't learned much, and the clothes he conjured were the limit of his current abilities.

This is merely a playful form of magic, not worth mentioning; consider it just a toy given by an elder to a younger generation.

Despite Frigga's words, Sherlock was still extremely surprised and remembered Frigga's kindness.

For Frigga, this little illusion magic might not mean much, or even just a trick Loki used to play pranks, but for Sherlock, it was a different story.

Loki was able to use it to earn the title of God of Mischief, which is naturally due to its unique abilities. Now that Frigga is entrusting it to Doro, this is a great favor to Sherlock.

Sherlock, who values ​​equivalent exchange, would naturally not forget this kindness, but at this moment, Sherlock did not say much, but simply held Doro and bowed slightly to Frigga to express his gratitude.

Seeing Sherlock's expression, Frigga simply smiled before speaking to him.

"Go, take Doro to find Thor, and relax in Asgard. Sherlock, Asgard always welcomes you."

Frigga chuckled as she spoke to Sherlock, who was holding Doro. However, after saying this, Frigga seemed to remember something, and her smile froze for a moment before she continued to speak to Sherlock with a more serious expression.

"Also, tell Thor for me not to take you and Doro to any shady places, or don't blame me for being ruthless!"