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Chapter 438 The King's Responsibility

Looking into the unwavering determination in King Eitel's eyes, Odin said softly, "Even if it costs you your life, you'd still be willing to do it?"

I don't know if I've already made a decision or accepted my fate.

At this moment, King Etri showed no fear on his face. Instead, he said with a touch of magnanimity, "Losing my life? If I can exchange my life for the future of the dwarf race, what does it matter if I die?"

With that, King Eitel turned to Odin and said with a smile, "And for people like us, isn't this the responsibility of a king?"

He was willing to risk his life and endure the corrosive effects of pollution day and night to eliminate the threat to the dwarves, all in order to forge a sealing magic box that could completely isolate the dense death energy and pollution before he was completely corrupted, and bury that evil god's eye.

Odin, however, was old and frail, and had long been nearing his physical limits.

When the nine realms converged, wasn't it also for the sake of Asgard that he mustered his strength, dragging his aged and frail body, to fight against powerful figures like Malekith, the Dark Elf King, and Hela, who had returned from the underworld?

"Is it the king's responsibility?"

Upon hearing this, a flicker of emotion seemed to cross Odin's eyes.

After a moment of silence, a smile appeared on Odin's aged face as he said, "You're right, isn't this the king's responsibility?"

After chuckling, Odin looked at the dwarf king Eitel, who was several times taller than him, and said, "However, it would be too humiliating for a king to die from the corruption of an evil god."

"In fact, besides me, there is another person in Asgard at this moment who can purify the contamination on your hands."

"Moreover, compared to my power of thunder, that person's power is actually more suitable for expelling the evil god's corruption. If he can help you, you might not only avoid losing your right hand, but also completely remove the evil god's corruption."

King Eitel, who had already prepared to sacrifice himself, suddenly lowered his head and looked at Odin upon hearing these words.

The once calm lake of the heart quickly began to ripple again.

Although Aetree was determined to sacrifice himself for the dwarves, who would really want to die if they didn't have to?

Moreover.

The way to die, corrupted by the power of evil gods, is not only suffocating but also extremely painful.

Taking a deep breath and forcibly suppressing the ripples in his heart, the dwarf king Eitrich asked Odin, "Who are you talking about?"

As far as the dwarf king Eitri knew, besides Odin, it seemed that only Thor, the god of thunder, possessed the power to counteract the evil god's corruption on his right hand.

But obviously, the person Odin was referring to wasn't Thor.

When asked by the Dwarf King, Odin smiled slightly and did not hide anything.

"That person is not an Asgardian, but a Midgard mage who has mastered the power of the Holy Light. You should be familiar with the power of the Holy Light. Due to the elemental advantage, this power naturally has a strong ability to restrain and purify various forms of pollution."

"Yes, that Midgard mage wasn't affiliated with Asgard, but rather a friend Thor made in Midgard. When the Nine Realms converged, he came to Asgard with Thor to help fight the Dark Elves, and even saved Fryka during the war."

"I will have someone invite him to the banquet later, and have Thor introduce him to you."

"However, removing the contamination from your hands won't be easy. Besides, he saved Fricka, so I won't force him to help you. Whether you can persuade him to treat the contamination on your right hand is up to you."

Upon hearing this, King Eitri, the dwarf, smiled confidently and said, "That's enough."

The power of holy light.

As the king of the dwarves, Aetry was no stranger to the power of the Holy Light.

Therefore, he knew very well that the power of holy light could indeed help him remove the contamination from his right hand.

of course.

Ordinary holy light may not be enough to remove the evil spirit's contamination from one's right hand.

However, since Odin has spoken up, he must have some confidence in this matter.

As for whether he could win over the Midgard mage Odin mentioned, Eitrich, the king of the dwarves, was not worried.

Although dwarves are not good at war, as craftsmen, they are by no means poor, and can even be described as exceptionally wealthy.

With the added advantage of the dwarves' forging skills, Eitel was confident he could impress the Midgard mage Odin had mentioned.

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A dozen minutes later.

Watching the departing figure of the dwarf king Eitri.

Standing beside Odin, Queen Fricca whispered, "You want to introduce that child, Arlin, to Etri?"

"That's right."

Odin nodded and said, "Haven't he and the other Midgardians been looking for a way back to Midgard all this time? Leaving on the dwarven Forge and returning to Midgard should be the fastest and safest way for them."

"Moreover, Aetre is not only the king of the dwarves, but also the most outstanding blacksmith in the dwarves' history. If that guy Arlin can save him, he will not only gain the friendship of Aetre and the dwarves, but also the help of a blacksmith."

"Is this all the gratitude you have for him saving me?" After saying that, Frika added with some concern, "But are you so sure Erin can save Etri? If his Holy Light can't remove the contamination from Etri's hands, wouldn't that be counterproductive?"

Although Erin displayed powerful and bizarre abilities when he saved himself during the Dark War, Frika had never actually seen Erin use his full power.

Therefore, Frika still had some doubts about whether Erin's holy light could remove the pollution from the hands of the dwarf king Etri.

"Pfft."

After scoffing, Loki, disguised as Odin, said, "Mother, you underestimate that guy. He's much more than you've seen."

"Moreover, even if his holy light cannot remove the contamination from Aetry's hands, given the nature of the dwarves, Aetry will not hold a grudge against him. Instead, he will be grateful for his help, which will allow him to take advantage of the situation and board the dwarven ship, the Forge, to return to Earth."

"If it weren't for the fact that he saved my mother, I wouldn't have let him get away with this sure-fire deal."

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At the same time.

Arlin's eyes flickered slightly upon receiving Loki's message through telepathy.

The corruption of evil gods.

It turned out to be the case.

No wonder when Erin met Etri and the dwarves who accompanied him, he sensed a familiar yet unfamiliar aura from them.

It turns out it was the corruption of an evil god!

but.

It must be said that the treasures forged by the dwarves are indeed powerful.

That glove could even block and hide from my spiritual vision.

After realizing something was wrong, Erin had used his spiritual vision to observe them carefully, but he still couldn't detect that the dwarf king had suffered such severe pollution.

"However, this is for the best."

This rare opportunity, coupled with Loki's cooperation just now.

If Erin can't return to Earth with the help of the dwarves, then he's lived in vain.

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Not long after.

While Tony Stark was still pondering how to approach the dwarves...

Odin then sent someone to invite Arryn and Tony Stark to a banquet, and thoughtfully arranged for two new sets of magnificent robes to be presented to them.

After seeing off the messenger sent by Odin, Tony excitedly said to Arlin beside him, "A banquet to welcome the dwarves—this is a great opportunity."

"But this seems too coincidental. Do you think it might be Thor's father who, knowing we want to use the dwarves' airships to return to Earth, specially sent this invitation?"

This invitation was like a godsend for Erin and his companions, who wanted to get closer to the dwarves.

Although they were still in high spirits, Tony could still spot a deliberate trace in it at a glance.

Seeing Tony's hesitant expression, Erin said calmly, "That's possible. We've been inquiring everywhere for the past month about how to return to Earth. As the ruler of Asgard, it's not surprising that Odin knows this."

"Besides, I did save Frika and Thor in the war a month ago, so doing them a favor and letting us get to know the dwarves is just a small, inexpensive favor for His Majesty."

"However, for us, this isn't necessarily a bad thing."

After saying something to Tony Stark, Arryn went back to his room and changed into the luxurious robe that had just been delivered to him.

Arlin, who was already familiar with Asgardian clothing, found the outfit unusually form-fitting as soon as she put it on.

obviously.

This is a robe specially tailored to Erin's figure.

The luxurious robes, with their rugged Asgardian style, only accentuated Arlin's handsome and dashing appearance.

Facing the mirror in the room,

Ailin nodded in satisfaction at her outfit and then left her room.

As soon as I stepped out of the room.

Arryn then saw Tony Stark, who had also changed into a magnificent robe.

Looking at Erin, who looked exceptionally handsome and dashing after changing into a long robe, and even exuded a noble air, one could see that he was quite dashing.

Tony, feeling that he had been completely outshone by Erin, twitched at the corner of his mouth.

Although Tony's robe was equally luxurious and elegant, even adding to his mature charm, the difference was immediately apparent when compared to Erin's.

In addition, there's Tony's height, which is already a major weakness.

When the two stood together, the difference became immediately apparent.

"I shouldn't have waited for this guy at all."

After cursing under his breath, Tony immediately said to Erin, "I suddenly remembered that I think I left something in my room. You go to the banquet hall first, and I'll come over as soon as I find it."

Done.

They didn't even give Erin a chance to refute them.

Tony immediately turned around and left.

In just a few breaths, Tony quickly disappeared around the corner of the corridor.

"ha!"

Although he didn't activate the mind field at that moment, Arryn still immediately understood Tony Stark's emotions, which were as obvious as could be.

"This guy."

After shaking his head, Erin ignored Tony Stark, whose pride had been wounded.

He was then led directly to the palace where the banquet was being held by a waiter.

Perhaps taking into account the enormous size of the dwarf king Etri, who was over five meters tall, the palace where the banquet was held was exceptionally spacious and tall.

The average height of the ground and the palace dome is more than ten meters, and the highest point reaches more than twenty meters.

Even a giant like King Etri, the dwarf king, would not feel oppressed or crowded in this palace.

In order to prevent this huge palace from appearing too empty.

At this moment, the long tables inside the palace were filled with dishes of food and snacks that exuded an enticing aroma.

On the long tables at both ends, huge fruit platters were filled with fresh fruit picked from all over Asgard.

Because of habit.

These vibrant green fruits are not popular at banquets; they are mostly enjoyed after meals to help with hangovers and cut through the richness of food.

of course.

These fragrant fruits were more appealing to Arlin than the greasy roasted meats that Asgardians loved.

When Erin entered the banquet palace.

The palace was already packed with people.

The dwarves who had traveled from afar, the most noble gods of Asgard, the powerful warriors of Asgard, and the musicians and beautiful dancers who had been specially summoned, moved constantly through every corner of the palace.

This made the banquet look exceptionally lively.

After glancing at the layout of the palace...

Erin picked up a silver plate as if no one else was around, and then began to select her favorite food and fruit from the long tables on both sides of the banquet.

Carrying her chosen food, Erin took a glass of sweet fruit wine from the side as a drink, then squeezed through the gaps in the crowd to a relatively secluded corner.

Then he put down his plate and began to taste the food in front of him.

The past month's experiences have given Arlin a profound understanding of the Asgardians' fondness for these kinds of feasts, especially given their long lifespans.

If there is no external interference.

Such a large banquet could easily last for three days and three nights.

Although she didn't know how long the banquet to welcome the dwarves would last, Erin decided to fill her stomach first.

As for the dwarf king Eitri?

Erin believed it.

Even if he didn't go to him, this dwarf king, upon learning that he might be able to help him remove the evil god's corruption, would come to him on his own initiative.

but.

What Erin didn't expect was...

Before King Eitre the Dwarf arrived, he was greeted by someone else.

Erin had just found a secluded corner and sat down when a graceful figure with elegant steps, carrying a glass of fine wine, squeezed next to him.

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(Typo, please send first and I will correct later.)

(End of this chapter)