I'm in an American comic book, and all my teammates are main characters and bosses.

Chapter 43. Thor's Highly Acclaimed Literary Skill

If Ciri hadn't come to this world with Geralt, the Wild Hunt wouldn't have caught wind of it, and the White Frost wouldn't have happened. Even if it had, it would have occurred within the Witcher world. But if it had only been within the Witcher world, the impact would have been very limited.

Unfortunately, Geralt could purchase the right to travel between worlds. Since it was his own origin world, the return ticket was very cheap, only ten coins. He also had forty coins to use to enhance his combat power, making Geralt a worthy opponent for Eredin on his own.

If you're unlucky, you'll end up on the hospital squad's first group mission. Ron will be leading his wolves on a daring raid on Kaer Morhen, rescuing Vesemir and a group of wolf-faction witchers while meticulously chopping Illerith, Kalanhil, and Eredin into lean, meaty pieces, leaving not a single bit of fat.

Now, not only has the Wild Hunt arrived, but it has also obtained the epic enhancement item "Ciri's Ancient Blood," and a series of changes have directly resulted in a large amount of non-recyclable pollutants in the trash cans.

As the garbage can manager, it's no wonder that Gu Yi has been so busy lately.

"Feel sorry……"

Ciri seemed somewhat remorseful.

……

Queen Frigga and Ron follow different paths; Ron's power originates from an ancient god in the Bloodborne universe.

Queen Frigga followed the orthodox path of mastering cosmic secrets. As for Ron… to be honest, Ron doesn't even know who his origins are.

After all, if you really want to make connections, you could mention things like the giant Migo, Amigodala, the invisible Orton, the god of rebirth, the orphan of Kos, and the Blood Princess of the Moon.

If Ron were following the orthodox path of cosmic mysticism like that of Frigga, he could simply consult her about it. But the problem lies in the path Ron is taking.

Both Marvel and DC contain numerous Kryptonian elements and Kryptonian evil gods. Ron has many like-minded individuals, though these like-minded individuals are not entirely friendly, but they are closer in terms of the form and origin of their power. This means that if Ron really wanted to communicate with them, there was no need to ask those weaker than himself, because they themselves only had a superficial understanding and did not know the origin of their own power.

Those slightly stronger enough could become the other's familiar through unintentional contamination even in simple interactions. As for the more powerful "veterans," like the Beholder and the Chaos Lord Shuma Golas... if Ron were to summon one, just wait and see if the Ancient One would even lift a finger.

After spending most of the day researching in Frigga's Arcane Workshop, at three o'clock in the afternoon, Frigga made a suggestion:

"It's getting late, how about we take a break?"

"Okay, that's perfect, I'd also like to see the customs and culture of Asgard."

As he said this, Ron stretched his body.

While the Witcher universe may seem weak, it boasts remarkable achievements in the realm of arcane powers.

For example, there's the White Frost, which can easily turn a planet into a dead ice block; the Sunstone, which can destroy and build civilizations according to the user's will; the Ancient Blood, which can tear open rifts in space and time; the Mirror Master, which cannot be killed but can only be expelled through special means; and various mythical beings similar to the Mirror Master, from higher dimensions, who have not appeared in the game, or who have only been mentioned briefly in novels...

While pondering this, Ron made a note of the mystical properties of White Frost. Then, he left Frigga's palace, taking Geralt and Ciri, who had been waiting for a long time, with him and the servants heading towards the dining room.

Although they had waited for most of the day, Geralt and Ciri showed no dissatisfaction whatsoever. In fact, they were particularly eager for Ron to stay in Frigga's palace a little longer—because of their current skill level, Geralt and Ciri were not yet able to join the analysis of the White Frost.

In fact, not only them, but even the elven astronomers in the Witcher world could only observe these catastrophic celestial phenomena that had descended upon other planets from afar through special means.

The reason is simple: if the White Frost descended upon their world, they would all perish just as easily—the White Frost was originally a special arcane calamity targeting and hunting down the elves.

In fact, although it was said to be just waiting, Frigga, as a renowned scholar in Asgard, had a collection of books in her palace that was no less than or equal to the Great Library of Asgard. Moreover, in terms of rarity, there were many unique copies from other conquered and dying civilizations.

Although this level of knowledge was still somewhat beyond the reach of Ciri and Geralt, with the help of her squire, Ciri still discovered many books that were useful to her.

While Geralt is a fundamentalist witcher whose understanding of magic is limited to its "usefulness," Ciri received magical education from Triss and Yennefer, and also learned about magic directly or indirectly while traveling through many worlds. Now, for Ciri, who thirsts for power, Frigga's library is undoubtedly a treasure trove.

In particular, the explanation of spacetime magic gave Ciri a deeper understanding of the ancient blood within her and made her realize the power contained within her.

If I can truly master the power within my own body, then neither White Frost nor Wild Hunt will be problems that trouble me anymore.

Upon arriving at the restaurant, Ron and his companions received considerable courtesy, thanks to their status as guests of Odin, the Father. Although Asgard was a highly advanced civilization, the restaurant felt more like a Nordic-style tavern, only on a larger scale.

Six long wooden tables, each several tens of meters long, were placed side by side in the dining room. There was no concept of ordering, serving, or paying for food. As a highly advanced civilization, Asgard had already liberated itself from manual labor thousands of years ago. Therefore, for the Asgardians, there were three most important things in life: drinking, fighting, and learning.

Odin was the epitome of all three. It was precisely because of his abundant martial virtue and flourishing literary talent that Asgard, which combined martial prowess with scholarship, developed cosmic hegemony early on. He wholeheartedly promoted his own culture and power, advocating the traditional culture of "you have food, I have guns, your home is my granary." All food, clothing, and daily necessities were left to other developing civilizations to solve.

Logically, Earth should be a developing civilization that helps solve the basic needs of advanced civilizations. But what can be done? Although Earth's average capabilities are average, it has never lacked powerful beings, and it's also a special cosmic node. Countless advanced civilizations, unaware of Earth's true nature, have suffered losses in silence.

Putting aside everything else, Odin, the Father of the Universe, is a figure of immense power and prestige. Yet, in Earth's mythology, he was still depicted as being hung upside down, pierced by spears, and bitten by wolves. What could other civilizations, even less advanced than Asgard, do? They dared not touch them.

In Asgard, where resources are plentiful and food and clothing are never a worry, there is nothing that cannot be shared, except for one's wife, one's car, and a horn full of mead.

Sure enough, not long after the meal started, a cacophony of shouting and cursing erupted from the side because someone had drunk from whose cup of mead, and then they simply found an excuse to start a full-blown brawl.

The surrounding diners and servants did not stop him; instead, they cheered loudly, adding fuel to the fire with exaggerated claims such as kicking him in the groin, tearing his face, and ripping his clothes.

Ron, considering himself to be of high moral character, felt he couldn't possibly have a conversation with such barbaric, advanced-civilization savages, so he ignored them and focused on eating.

"Damn! That's fierce! Women are really good at fighting!"

Hmm? Ron looked up alertly, exchanged a glance with Geralt, and then tacitly ignored Ciri getting up to look to the side—this time they had no choice but to look.

Unfortunately, the two had barely stood up when a blond man with a hammer stepped forward and stopped them, saying righteously, "Stop! This is a restaurant! If you want to fight, go to the arena! Don't cause trouble here!"

Upon hearing the man's words, Ron and Geralt immediately couldn't help but spit in disgust.

Damn it, you were staring at me with those bull-like eyes without even blinking, and now you're going to carry out justice? Where were you just now?

Before Ron could say anything, the Asgardian warriors nearby began to boo and jeer.

But as the man raised his face, everyone stopped booing and went about their business, leaving only the blond man standing there proudly, believing that he had once again stopped unnecessary conflict and maintained order in Asgard.

"He was really into it, but then his fiancée showed up and he fizzled out. Honestly, Thor's a total loser!"

Hearing the Asgardians' chatter around him, Ron stroked his chin and looked at the blond brute who was righteously preaching the core values ​​of Asgardian hegemony to Sif and his group of followers. Ron suddenly understood why most Asgardians were happy to see this guy exiled to Earth.

"He does seem to have a low level of education."

"That's not necessarily true."

As soon as Ron finished speaking, a relaxed voice came from the side and said, "In fact, my older brother is often praised by the teacher in his academic classes."

Looking up, there was none other than Loki, who looked completely relaxed. Although he was talking about Thor, Loki's eyes were always on Ron, clearly very interested in Ron, the "Midgard Wizard" who had been invited by Odin, the Father, and had conducted research on special arcane substances with Frigga, the Queen of the Gods.

At least in Loki's memory, there are very few people in the entire universe who are worthy of the same level of attention from his father and mother. The last person like that was the old sorcerer known as the Ancient One.

At least in Loki's memory, that sorcerer's arcane abilities were simply unfathomable.

"Let me introduce myself, my name is..."

"Loki, I know him, the second prince of Asgard." Ron took a sip of mead and looked at Thor with disdain.

"May I ask, how did your brother receive the teacher's praise? He doesn't seem like someone who gets perfect scores in academic subjects."

"It's mainly because the writing is good," Loki said expressionlessly.

"The first essay was titled 'My God-King Father,' the second was titled 'My Goddess Mother,' and it is said that he is now writing the third essay, the title of which has already been decided: 'The Prince's Responsibility.'"

Upon hearing this, after a moment of silence, Ron stroked his chin and said with considerable emotion, "Asgard is truly a land of outstanding talents."

You flatter me.

After a pause, Loki asked with some curiosity, "Judging from what you just said, it seems you know me?"

"Of course, I've heard so much about you!"

Ron ate his rice while nonchalantly saying, "Sitting at the end of time, without beginning or end in countless timelines, yet existing in every moment as the God of Stories. Of course, that's you in another world; heaven knows if this garbage can universe even has an end to time."

"Huh?" Upon hearing this, Loki was slightly taken aback, then said hesitantly, "The God of Stories you just mentioned..."

"You can think of the other multiverse as a newly born World Tree, except that the World Tree in that world was reborn through you. Of course, don't take it too seriously, because some things have already changed the moment they are observed. And in many timelines, you are a complete scoundrel."

As he spoke, he glanced left and right, then Ron whispered, "Watch out for your brother."

"Watch out for my brother?" Upon hearing this, Loki was taken aback, then forgot why he had come to find Ron in the first place, and said warily, "Watch out for what?"

"Watch out, your brother might mess with you."

Ron earnestly warned, "When I saw your and your brother's faces from the Marvel Cinematic Universe, I knew you had to be careful. Captain America and Iron Man, Thor and Loki have always been the big shots in the Marvel multiverse, like Batman in DC."

"what?"

"People occasionally switch positions with their shield and iron, but you and your brother have basically never switched. After all, you know, the plot of a smart bad guy being turned into a firearm that no one but that idiot can remember by swinging a giant swing is quite popular among a certain niche group."

I don't know! I don't know at all! This is slander! This is slander!

"What nonsense are you spouting! This isn't funny at all!" Loki said through gritted teeth. "I don't understand a word you're saying!"

"Who's talking nonsense? You've got way more tricks up your sleeve in our courtyard than I'm making it out to be." Reclining in his chair, Ron said with a look of disdain.

"I don't know who you Asgardians offended in Midgard. In our land, legend has it that the eight-legged horse your father rode was born from you turning into a mare and a stallion."

"Slander! This must be slander!" Loki gritted his teeth and said, "This is a defamation against me! How could I do such a thing! By that logic, Thor must be no better."

(End of this chapter)