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

Chapter 99: The Nordic Countries Are Not About Fighting and Killing, But About Human Relationships and Social Interactions

As he pounded on the wall of vines in front of him, Baldr's eyes were not filled with excitement, but rather with resentful anger.

If the pursuit of Kratos stemmed from Odin's orders, only escalating into a full-blown assassination due to Baldr's reckless nature, then Baldr harbored deep resentment towards his mother, Freya.

He knew his mother meant well and was afraid of his death. But in Badr's eyes, such protection was worse than a quick and painless death!

As he was thinking this, just as Baldr was about to unleash a powerful punch to completely destroy the place, the once incredibly solid wall of vines began to wriggle. It wasn't attacking him, but rather dissipating from his presence, clearing the way to Freya's secluded retreat.

Seeing this, Badr was somewhat puzzled, but didn't think much of it. In Badr's view, this kind of thing was completely unimportant.

He rushed into the secret realm in a few strides, only to find that the people he was looking for were all there. They didn't even react much to his arrival, just watching him coldly.

Yes, Freya certainly wasn't just standing by indifferently. But Baldr wouldn't even glance at his mother. In Baldr's eyes, his mother deserved to die more than Kratos…

Just as Mimir said, the reason why there are so many problem children in Scandinavia is largely due to their problematic parents.

It also applies to other worlds.

Meeting Baldr's gaze, Ron stretched his shoulders a couple of times, then said with a smile:

"Hello, Badr, my name is Ron."

Upon hearing this, Badr looked at Ron and hesitated for a moment before revealing a hint of surprise in his eyes. He was no longer afraid and even came to Ron with some interest, circling him twice without any wariness.

Ron didn't make any unnecessary movements, and even when Badr came around behind him, Ron just looked relaxed.

Badr won't hurt himself—at least not until things are clear.

"You're not from Northern Europe." Bardell's eyes gleamed with excitement as he sniffed Ron's scent.

"Norse magic doesn't exist, nor does it give birth to such divinity! Ha, although your divinity hasn't awakened yet, there's no doubt you're not Norse!"

As he spoke, Badr approached Ron and said excitedly, "I don't care why you're here, or what your purpose is... Come and fight me! Right now, fight me!"

Looking at Badr, who was covered in tattoos and looked like a thug, Ron shook his head with a sigh. He then cracked his knuckles, raised his arm, and said to Badr, "You stand still, I'm going to punch you in the face first."

"Alright! Put in more effort!" Hearing this, Baldr immediately became excited. His eyes burned as he looked at Ron: "Don't hold back! Yes, unleash your magical power and beat him with all your might!"

"Alright, coming right up!"

As he spoke, Ron made a gesture as if he were gathering his strength. Baldr also bent over, craning his neck forward, and pointed to his face so that Ron could hit him more accurately.

Then, with a loud airburst, and a loud "crack!", Badr was blasted high into the air, spiraling through the air, crimson jets of blood spraying from his nose and mouth. Upon landing, Badr first screamed in pain, then his screams turned into laughter. He excitedly scrambled to his feet, exclaiming, "Well done! You hit me really well! That hurt like hell! Hahaha! Damn! That hurts like hell! It hurts so much, hehehe! Hahaha!"

Seeing this extraordinary turn of events, Freya, who was prepared to stop it, was stunned. The still charming young woman looked bewildered, seemingly not expecting Badr to react this way.

Seeing the way the two were communicating, Kratos paused for a moment, then turned his gaze to Freya. Although she didn't say anything, her furrowed brows betrayed Kratos's thoughts—you raised your son like this, and you still have the nerve to criticize my parenting?

Kratos was initially worried that Atreus, due to a lack of education, might turn into the kind of perverted creature from other mythologies who would be brutally beaten into a pulp puff by construction site oxen and horses, and then cruelly steal his offspring to be ridden by his adopted brother. He even considered asking Freya for advice.

But now it seems...

Damn it, Freya's education was definitely the problem!

While Spartan-style education has many problems, at least it avoids masochism and the need for a contact list!

Compared to Freya and Kratos's confusion, Ron seemed quite understanding.

In fact, looking at the entire God of War 4 storyline, the reason why Kratos and Baldr became such bitter enemies was largely because both Baldr and Kratos had extremely twisted personalities.

Kratos, now with someone to care about, was no longer as rageful as before, but he still retained his unconventional style when it came to communication. Baldr, stripped of all feeling and devoid of any feedback, had long been driven mad by the world, his mind teetering on the edge of extremism and paranoia. These two twisted individuals clashed… if even one of them could speak properly, Ragnarok wouldn't have occurred.

And now...

"How so? Can you feel it? I just used the secret energy within my body to firmly envelop my fist."

"Yes! Absolutely!" Badr sprang to his feet with a somersault, his eyes burning as he stared at Ron. The bones in his face that had been dislocated and cracked by a punch were healing at an astonishing speed under the influence of divine power.

"I'm feeling it! I'm feeling it! The feeling's here, hahaha!"

As he spoke, Badr walked towards Ron, his eyes filled with a morbid excitement, and said, "Come! Fight! Keep fighting!! It's getting hot! I can feel it, my body must be getting hot!!!"

"Wait, let's wait a moment."

"What are you waiting for? Now! Immediately, right now!"

"Look at you, always in such a hurry."

Looking at Badr with some disdain, Ron said, "Does all you want to feel is pain, and not anything else?"

Upon hearing this, Bader stroked his chin and then asked straightforwardly, "So what do you suggest we do?"

"Okay, let me ask you a few questions, and then we'll think of a way to bypass the spell your mother cast on you in front of her."

"Hmm? Bypass this magic?" Hearing Ron's words, Baldr paused, then nodded enthusiastically and said, "Alright! Let's give it a try!"

Having received confirmation, Ron said, "Feel the flow of my magic, do not resist, and merge with it as much as possible."

As he spoke, Ron reached out and touched Baldr. Baldr then felt a surge of energy flow into his body. Although he could feel the energy, before this, even when Kratos unleashed his own surging divinity within him, Baldr had only felt emptiness and boredom.

Now, Bader can clearly feel this subtle energy flowing into his body, spreading from under his skin inwards, and slowly diffusing throughout his body.

With his eyes slightly narrowed, and as the energy spread, Badr indirectly sensed the long-lost feeling of touch through the feedback of this energy.

This tactile sensation was completely different from normal touch. Compared to the normal human sense of touch, this sensation, obtained through indirect energy feedback, felt artificial and had a slight delay. After nearly soaking Baldr's entire body in the arcane energy, Ron nodded and then ended the connection with the arcane energy.

"How are you feeling?"

"It feels... wonderful!"

Badr stretched his body, his eyes gleaming with intense excitement. He couldn't distinguish between the real sensation of touch and the sensation indirectly generated by the feedback of energy. For Badr, all sensation had been absent for far too long. Now, even a gentle breeze blowing against his body sent a chilling yet exhilarating sense of relaxation and comfort through him!

"Come on, let's begin our rehabilitation training."

"Rehabilitation training? What does that mean? How do I do it?"

Badr looked at Ron with some suspicion.

Odin is, after all, a god, and his might still lingers in Baldr's heart. Although everything that is happening now fills Baldr with genuine excitement, this excitement is not enough to diminish the prestige Odin held in Baldr's heart in the past.

"It's simple, just listen to me read something aloud. But before I do, I want to ask you something: before you completely lose all sensation, you can feel the feedback from all things, right?"

Upon hearing this, Bader nodded.

Badr's lack of sensation did not happen overnight. If it had, Badr wouldn't have been so eager for sensation.

What truly drove Badr to despair was that as he grew, the spells became increasingly powerful. Gradually, he lost all sensation.

Having received confirmation, Ron opened his system panel and said, "Come on, let's check if your various physiological functions are normal."

Before Bader could ask, Ron said:

"Abin's high school grades weren't very good..."

At first, Badr and the others didn't understand why Ron was suddenly telling a story. But as they listened, they quickly realized something was wrong.

Kratos frowned, forcefully covering Atreus's ears with both hands and dragging the bewildered Atreus away. Although his actions were clearly coercive, for a moment everyone felt Kratos had done the right thing.

Freya gripped her longsword tightly, contemplating whether to strike immediately to prevent Ron from corrupting her child.

At first, there was some doubt and confusion, but gradually, a flush appeared on Bader's face. He clenched his fists, his eyes filled with youthful impulsiveness.

Rock hard!!

I can still feel it!

Having confirmed that Badr's blood circulation was perfectly fine, Ron promptly stopped reciting.

In response, Badr glanced intently at his groin, then rummaged through his pockets, finally pulling out a few runestones he always carried. He said, "Don't stop! Talk more! Damn, I can still feel it! Hahaha, my feeling's back! Back!!"

Having accepted the runestone, Ron wasn't in a hurry. He calmly said, "I can't beat your mother, so it's still impossible to truly destroy the magical seal on you in a short time. However, we can stabilize your current state. That way, when the time is right and you regain your true senses, you'll be able to accept it more quickly, right?"

Upon hearing that Ron wanted to help him regain his senses, a flicker of excitement crossed Badr's eyes. But then, he looked at Ron with a questioning gaze. After a moment's hesitation, he asked, "Why...why are you helping me like this?"

"Because we are not enemies, we can absolutely be good friends!"

Ron casually put his hand on Baldr's shoulder, just like a blond guy would put his hand on a high school girl's shoulder.

"Peacefully," Ron said with a smile.

"Do we have any conflict of interest? No. That bald guy named Kratos is my friend. Actually, I know why you're here. Wasn't it your father Odin who sent you to find Laufey and the others? Don't worry, your father is just afraid this illegal immigrant will cause trouble in Norse mythology. But honestly, if you calm down and think about it, that guy isn't nearly as fierce as the legends say. He is indeed powerful, but if you had to describe him, he's just a protective bear. He's no threat to you."

Whether he poses a threat or not is not for you to decide.

Looking at Ron with some suspicion, Badr didn't push Ron away out of some concern, but instead stared at him and said, "What exactly are you trying to say?!"

"Let's work together."

Ron pointed to Kratos beside him: "Tell Odin Kratos they're no threat, just a stubborn old man who's protective of his own. After all, you saw it before, unless it involves children, he wouldn't even care if you spat on him. As payment, I'll help you stabilize your current state, allowing you to regain your senses while still possessing immortality. When the time is right, I'll also try my best to get Freya to help you break free of the spell, restoring your true freedom. How about it?"

"..."

Badr still looked doubtful. Seeing this, Ron could only say with a look of concern for his own good:

"After experiencing what I felt, do you think you can go back to how you were before?"

"Wow, this divine messenger from Takamagahara is really... really... wow!!"

Mimir exclaimed in amazement, "You must have studied for a long time!!"

Upon hearing Ron's words, Baldr remained silent for a moment, then grumbled unhappily before saying, "So this is what you were after?!"

"So?"

"make a deal!"

Bader said, "But you have to guarantee that my current feeling will remain constant!!"

(End of this chapter)