Lord of Cinder in American Comics

The greedy man twirled the dagger in his hand, the whistling sound of the blade echoing around him like a painful wail.

Faced with an unknown enemy, the cautious Loki concealed himself and prepared to leave.

However, the words of the greedy man echoed in his ears, threatening him to stop in his tracks.

"Loki, you don't want Thor to know the truth either... You don't want to be bullied anymore, do you..."

Loki, hearing the greedy man's threatening words and seeing his mocking gaze, was forced to stop.

"what you up to!"

The greedy man twirled the dagger in his hand and said, "You should tell me, how can you make me keep this a secret..."

As a prince of Asgard, Loki was never threatened, and Thor was always the one to lead the charge in direct battles, while Loki would retaliate from behind.

Aside from being beaten by Thor, Loki had never been bullied like this before.

But the situation was unclear at the moment, and he could not act rashly.

Faced with the threat, Loki obediently replied, "How can I get you to keep this a secret?"

"That depends on what you can offer, Your Majesty the Acting God-King of Asgard!"

This blatant threat made Loki miss Thor, who used to be able to smash an enemy's head open simply by calling out to him.

"The treasures are all in Asgard's vaults. If you dare, come with me to get them..."

Loki offered a condition that he believed was unacceptable to the greedy. Who would dare to venture into Asgard's stronghold?

The greedy one didn't play by the rules and readily agreed: "Sure, when shall we go? I want to see the collection that Odin, the King of Gods, amassed during his conquest of the Nine Realms..."

Loki, however, dared not agree at this moment; this annoying guy in front of him was definitely up to no good.

However, the greedy one did not give Loki much time to think. He unleashed his aura as if summoning something.

Loki nervously looked around and sure enough, he saw Ash rushing over with her weapon. Ash's sword was already packed with too much energy; if she were to strike, anyone would be severely injured.

"Heimdall! Open the Rainbow Bridge!"

A flash of seven-colored light streaked across the scene, leaving behind a complex pattern, and Loki and the Greedy One vanished instantly.

As soon as the Rainbow Bridge reached Asgard, Loki eagerly jumped out, shouting, "Heimdall, gather the guards and kill this guy..."

Loki's loud and boisterous manner only earned him a suspicious look from Heimdall.

"I did not see any enemies, God King..."

Heimdall's words prompted Loki to look around, but he couldn't find that annoying figure.

"I was so busy with Asgardian affairs that I'm exhausted. I'm fine now..."

Loki hurried away, his gloomy face revealing the terrible state of his heart. At this moment, Loki only wanted to find the Greedy One and kill him.

Meanwhile, the greedy one stands beneath the waterfall of Asgard's palace, the secret canyon where Heimdall and his men hid from Hela in Thor: Ragnarok.

In a secluded corner, the greedy one plunged the burning spiral sword into the ground and lit a campfire.

At this moment, Asgard is now within the Dark Soul's teleportation range...

## June Summary and a Belated May Summary

In May, I received the biggest donation I've ever received since I started writing. ☆Fallen Angel donated a full 100000 coins, which means I can get 500 yuan in royalties. This made me feel flattered, but also a little disappointed.

This was both an affirmation and a spur, and I too fell into a state of confusion. What if I didn't write well? What if the readers didn't like it? So much so that on the day I received the donation, I asked in the book club whether I should return my share to ☆Fallen Angel.

One of my readers said something like this the other day: "Since you can't give a full refund, you might as well write well."

So I added ten more chapters, following the rule of three thousand words per chapter.

But I must say, I'm sorry, I didn't write well during that period. Four thousand words was the level I could guarantee, six thousand words was my limit, and Na Jia was writing tens of thousands a day, which inevitably dragged down my original level.

I must apologize to everyone for this.

The second issue is that some readers have pointed out problems with this book in the book club: the threshold is too high. To understand the character relationships and plot, one must have a certain level of knowledge about Dark Souls, American comics, TV series, and games.

This inevitably complicates the relationships between characters and the plot. This is a problem I took for granted. When I wrote the book, I was fine with putting myself in the characters' shoes, but I neglected the readers' feelings.

This has left readers who like Dark Souls completely confused, as well as those who like American comics.

This is my mistake, and I will correct it. In the future, I will try my best to explain the original plot and character relationships, while staying true to the Marvel theme, so that everyone can understand it.

The third issue is that future updates to this book may slow down a bit, mainly for two reasons.

1. Regarding my own life and work, I was doing an internship at a hospital to take a certification exam, and during this time I happened to be rotating to the gastroenterology department. It's the busiest department, dealing with respiratory issues in winter and digestive issues in summer, and I didn't have enough energy to keep up.

2. Income Issues. The income from this book isn't enough to support me fully. I calculated that, excluding the three-month no-responsibility full attendance bonus from Qidian, the combined income from April, May, and June is barely less than three thousand yuan. Every day, after finishing writing medical records, I go home and then write another four to six thousand words on my computer—it's too exhausting. And starting in July, I might lose the full attendance bonus, because after the three-month no-responsibility full attendance bonus, I need 500 average subscriptions per day to get the one thousand yuan full attendance bonus, and I currently only have a little over three hundred average subscriptions per day.

Of course, these are not warnings that the story will be abandoned. I will continue to write the book and refine the plot and language. These are just explanations of my situation to avoid readers suspecting that I have abandoned the story if I stop updating for two days due to work reasons.

I will not abandon this project. I will finish my first book, even if it means gritting my teeth, so please rest assured. Furthermore, I will strive to learn and improve my writing.

I hereby vow that this book will never be abandoned and that I will strive to update it.

Thank you all for reading this far, thank you for your support, I am very grateful.

## Side Story 3: Magical Teachers

"Ah, you're back. Once again, I, Carula, am very grateful to you. ... But what can I do now that you've become my follower? All I can give you in return is magic... and the dark magic that deserves to be feared. Do you really want to learn it?"

The witch Karula looked at the figure that appeared before her and felt a little happy.

This man, who called himself Ash, brought her out of the prison of the City of Sin, giving her a reason to continue living as his follower.

Ash looked at Karula, who was slumped on the ground. Her frail body could not stretch out, and she could only lean against the wall in humiliation.

"What's wrong with you again? Is something the matter? It's okay, you don't need to worry about me. In any case, I can't move anymore."

Karula's words were somewhat embarrassing to hear, always causing those around her to slightly turn their ears, as if they wanted to hear something embarrassing.

Ash looked at Carla helplessly. He understood that those words didn't mean that, but they still didn't sound very pleasant.

"I went to find Leonardo DiCaprio, the guy who's always been looking cool with his arms crossed next to the throne. He serves Rosalia, the Mother of Rebirth. Rosalia can reshape bodies, and I've almost found enough sacrifices..."

"Well, I'm really sorry. I'm truly useless; all I know is magic that deals with the darkness of the human heart and is taboo..."

"Don't say that. You're my teacher now, and I hope you can teach me more magic..."

"Alright, since it's your request, becoming your master seems quite interesting."

Karula's voice carried a hint of hope, and Ash and Karula's conversation was not kept secret from those around them; everyone smiled, a smile of blessing.

But a cold snort from afar revealed that someone's heart was not so calm.

Ash turned his head, as if he had seen the person who had spoken, and pointed into the distance, saying, "Oh... I forgot, I also have a magic teacher, he's over there..."

Orbeck expressed his opinion on this simplistic introduction, speaking to Ash through the wall: "Hey, have you forgotten your promise? I'm thirsting for magic right now. I'm not going to work for free."

Hearing this, Ash whispered to Carla, "See? Professor Orbeck is so tsundere... He's always saying things like that..."

Ash's words brought a long-lost smile to Carla's face. In this world on the verge of destruction, a relationship that could bring a smile was a luxury.

Orbeck's stubborn voice rang out again: "Where are the magic scrolls you brought! Ashes, without magical knowledge, I'm leaving!"

"They're here, they're here..."

Beside Orbeck, Ash pulled out a scroll, a strange scroll sealed with crystals.

Looking at the scroll, Oubek eagerly snatched it away, saying, "I can't believe it. This is crystal magic, the power of the legendary white dragon... Thank you, this is truly mysterious. I have nothing to repay you with... but I will do my best to decipher it, just you wait."

Watching Orbeck decipher the scroll, Ash would quietly wait, hoping Orbeck would impart the magical interpretations on the scroll to him before Ash embarked on his adventure.

But this time, Ash didn't wait any longer and said first, "Teacher, please take your time looking at it. I have some things to take care of..."

This unusual action caused Obek to put down the scroll in his hand and look at his only disciple.

Obek suspected his disciple was in trouble and asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, it's nothing. I just had some things to take care of outside. I'll be back soon. I still need to learn magic from you, teacher. Don't worry, I can handle it..."

After calming down the suspicious Obek, Ash quietly left the area and sneaked to another corner, where he found the thief Greyret.

Ash lowered his voice and asked, "Have you found everything?"

Grellett handed the bundles of dragon-slaying arrows and lightning bolts to Ash, lowering his voice as well, he said, "I've placed the rest of the arrows in the designated locations as you requested. You'll see them when you get there..."

Ash patted Greiart on the shoulder, praising his skill.

Greyret did not doubt the arrows that the Ashes had requested; after all, the Firelinker who persuaded the Lord of Cinder was a hero, and a hero's request always had its reasons.

Grellit looked at the ashes and still expressed his concern, saying, "You must be safe and sound, otherwise all my efforts will have been in vain."

"Don't worry, I'm all prepared. I still want to thank you for your help; it makes me even more confident..."

Faced with Ash's praise and gratitude, Grellett blushed slightly, then said with considerable pride, "Thanks, thank you for believing me. It's nothing, don't worry about me, Lothric is like my backyard."

“Alright, of course I believe you, but Loretta has been looking for you for days, you need to go and explain to her…”

Upon hearing Loretta's name, Gretel panicked, gathered her belongings from the floor, and headed outside.

As he watched Greyrett's hurried departure, Ash revealed a knowing smile.

Carrying a backpack full of large arrows, Ash arrived at the top of the Great Archives, which was originally guarded by three golden-winged knights. However, after Ash told them that the angel's daughter Gertrude had changed her name to Rosalia and was now in the Cathedral of the Deep, the knights left.

Without a fight, the Ashes secured this prime location. And now, the area is riddled with Grellit's giant arrows.

Ash picked up the Dragonbow, laboriously secured it to the ground, nocked a Dragonbow arrow, and aimed at a distant target.

Opposite the Great Archives is the highest point in Lothric, where the Lothric Knights, who guard the Twin Princes, are firmly stationed. They never leave the steps in front of the Twin Princes' bedroom, guarding against any possible enemy.

Ash looked at the Lothric knights and gave a contemptuous smile. The internal strife in Lothric had led to the elimination of the dragon knights who originally guarded the skies, which was said to have disturbed the peace around the twin princes' quarters.

Only a fool would believe such a thing. As an important partner of the Knights of Lothric, the dragon's greatest advantage is its high mobility.

The fact that the dragon riders could easily fly over Lothric, leaving the airspace above the twin princes' bedroom undefended, was the cause of their demise.

For this baseless possibility, the Lothric Knights who guarded the twin princes mercilessly slaughtered their former companions and even banished other dragon knights.

But this also gave the Ashes an opportunity. Without the interference of the Dragoons, the Lothric Knights in the distance were easy targets.

With disdain for the prince and a mission to advise the Lord of Cinder, Ash released the bowstring, sending the dragon-slaying arrow flying toward its distant target.

Each bundle of dragon-hunting arrows contains fifty arrows, enough to take down many of these target knights.

The Ashes' targeted shooting didn't last long before the long steps in front of the prince's bedroom were cleared out.