Lord of Cinder in American Comics

After retying her second daughter's hair, Frigga summoned one of her maids, Sif, whom Thor regarded as a brother.

"Sif, this is my newly adopted daughter, her name is Toria... Please help her learn how to live a normal life..."

Who needs to talk about normal life? Although she didn't understand, Sif nodded in agreement.

But looking at the woman in front of her called Toria, she felt like she had seen her somewhere before; she looked a bit like Tohru, that simpleton.

'How is that possible! How could that silly Thor be so beautiful...'

Sif did as Frigga asked and began taking care of her new daughter. The first step, at the very least, was to change her ill-fitting clothes.

In her bedroom, Sif looked at the hesitant Toria and asked, "Why aren't you taking your clothes off? Oh, is this your first time in Asgard? Perfect timing, I'll change my clothes and take you out..."

Seeing Toria clinging to her cloak, Sif took off her armor first and changed into some light clothing.

"Hey? Why is your face all red? Let me help you change your clothes. You're such a grown-up and you don't even know how to do this. Don't touch there, you have your own..."

Thinking about Sif finding out Toria's identity, Frigga felt incredibly relieved. Maybe after a while, she'd be able to hold her grandchildren.

Upon arriving at the prison, Frigga told Loki about it.

Hearing Thor transform into Toria, even Loki was surprised that the greedy could pull off such a feat...

Suddenly he remembered that the Greedy One had said that if he gave him a big gift, he would have an easier time back in Asgard. Could this be it?

But a ring meant for oneself should be for changing one's gender, so how did Thor, that idiot, end up using it!

Loki said anxiously, "Mother, this unknown magic should be dispelled immediately!"

Frigga smiled broadly and said, "Don't worry, I've checked. All you need to do is remove the ring. In fact, Thor only needs to put in a little more effort to remove it. However, I've enhanced the ring's effect..."

"Mother? You..."

"Your friend is really resourceful; it seems he genuinely wants to help..."

Loki, recalling the Greedy One who had remained uninvolved yet handled everything flawlessly, said with a touch of arrogance, "Just a demon! At most, he has a few tricks up his sleeve..."

Frigga couldn't help but chuckle to herself, saying, "That's quite the cunning devil..."

"Achoo!"

! ”

The greedy one suddenly sneezed, interrupting his previous record of eating 124678 donuts.

Looking at the last half of the donut in his hand, still sticking out from the sneezing, the greedy man couldn't eat any more.

"I'm going to challenge everyone else! Give me ten tons of Coke! I want to see how long my burps can last after drinking it! I'm sure I can surpass that little girl's!"

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Chapter 415: How could I possibly obediently fulfill the agreement?

Geralt looked at his face in the mirror. The face that once resembled the sorceress's pile driver was now a mess. Even his signature short beard couldn't grow back on the avocado that had been whipped with a shoe sole.

Rubbing his right cheek, Geralt thought about how to find an excuse to get rid of it, since having such a face was a bit too unsightly.

After thinking about it for so many days, and having spent enough time at S.H.I.E.L.D., it's time for him to return to Farron Keep.

"Actually, you don't need to be in such a hurry. We can think of another way..."

Hill's voice came from behind Geralt. Every time Hill saw Geralt's face, she felt she had to take responsibility.

“No need. The Greedy One returned the Cosmic Cube today, so it wouldn't be appropriate for me to stay any longer. After all, we only have an employer-employee relationship…”

Geralt's words shattered all of Hill's prepared remarks.

An employment relationship is merely a matter of mutual consent over money; there are no feelings involved, only interests.

Such heartless words made Hill feel as if her previous experiences were an illusion.

Geralt finished packing his things, and Hill, who was standing at the door, slightly moved aside to make way for him. They didn't speak and headed together towards the location of the Greedy One.

During his many days at S.H.I.E.L.D., the Greedy One played every game he could think of and directed S.H.I.E.L.D. to accompany him through a series of tedious challenges.

The greedy are never satisfied, but those who accompany them only want to get rid of this plague as soon as possible.

Now everyone is looking at the greedy one with anticipation, hoping he'll come back to the Cosmic Cube and then get out of here soon.

Being stared at by a group of people, the greedy man was not nervous at all; instead, he opened his mouth wide and bent over.

"vomit………………"

The greedy person tries hard to vomit what's inside, but ends up getting nothing.

"Wait, let me think this through..."

While doing warm-up exercises on the spot, the greedy man tilted his head back, grabbed his chin with one hand and his upper jaw with the other, and desperately tried to open his mouth.

Once the mouth has widened to a certain extent, the greedy person remains in the same position, puts their hand into their throat, and keeps pulling things out.

"It's not this, it's not this either, how could there be such a thing?"

Bicycles, generators, unfinished pizzas, perfectly preserved donuts, a small shark struggling out of the water, and even a David sculpture pulled from the greedy man's mouth...

As the things around us become more numerous, more varied, and more outrageous.

Moving skeletons, wriggling sludge, and even wooden wheels that keep drifting in place...

As the greedy escaped, the onlookers gradually grew numb. A demon priest, wielding a large machete in one hand and conjuring floating chaos in the other, was already imparting demonic faith to those around him.

Once there was no more room for anyone else, the greedy man scratched his head sheepishly and said, "How about we talk about it another day..."

"Mr. Greed, a deal is made based on mutual trust. We have entrusted you with this treasure for three months now, and we hope you will take it seriously..."

The voices of the five men came from the speakers of the surrounding surveillance cameras: no one was willing to give up this treasure.

The greedy man nodded, clutching his stomach, and said, "Don't worry, I'll definitely give you an explanation. Since the higher-ups can't provide it, we'll get it from below..."

He grabbed a roll of toilet paper and walked toward the restroom in the distance with a look of grief and indignation, only to be decisively stopped by someone.

"Please do not leave our sight until the transaction is completed..."

"So how do I solve my personal problems?"

The person next to him silently handed him a bucket; the meaning was self-evident.

"Don't you mind if it gets dirty or tainted?"

The person next to us handed us a bucket of purified water, pointing to it and saying, "Please hurry, we're in a rush..."

Looking at the bucket beside him, and then at the indifferent onlookers, the greedy man shook his head, reached out and picked up the small shark from the ground, holding it in his arms.

"There's absolutely no fun in this..."

With a wave of his hand, the Cosmic Cube appeared in the greedy man's hand, and the crystal, which emitted a deep blue light, was immediately taken away by the agents.

After measuring with instruments, it was confirmed that the records matched those of the past. The agents then stored it in a vacuum safe, which would detonate the built-in bomb if the internal sensors detected even the slightest change in the environment.

During World War II, the weapons developed by LaCrisis using the Cosmic Cube had already demonstrated their power, and no one wanted to see the consequences of detonating the Cosmic Cube—a mutually destructive method.

After handing over the Cosmic Cube, the greedy person wiped away tears and snot from who-knows-where with a handkerchief, looking reluctant to part with it, like seeing off their own child and gazing out the door.

Would a greedy person simply give back what they've already obtained?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

As is well known, the Space Stone is called the Tesseract because of its striking cubic crystal shape.

That's a protective shell formed by the spontaneous dissipation of the Space Stone's energy. It also has the characteristics of the Space Stone, but its energy density is not as high.

In the century since humanity acquired the Tesseract, we have only been exploring and studying its outer shell.

I've had the Cosmic Cube for three months now. Even under human supervision, greedy people have a hundred ways to preserve the outer shell and then take out the gems inside.

What they've handed over to S.H.I.E.L.D. is merely the insignificant shell of the Space Stone.

As for when humans will discover it, that depends on the extent of their research. Without conducting destructive experiments, it will probably be a very, very, very long time.

What if it gets discovered someday?

Please... I, the Greedy One, am a demon! Isn't it only natural for a demon to break promises and manipulate agreements and contracts?

Whistling, the greedy man, clutching the writhing little shark, slowly walked into the flames under the escort of the demon priest.

The departure of the greedy person signifies that the matter has come to an end.

The World Security Council now holds two precious gems (in its own opinion), which is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for the dark side of the world.

Geralt's agreement with S.H.I.E.L.D. was terminated. The Hunters are always the ones being hired, and no matter what power they possess, they must act in accordance with the law.

Geralt, Dutch, and Clint headed to three different places. For the latter two, there was no need to stay in Farron for a long time; they would carry the name of the hunters and deal with the dark forces on Earth.

Upon returning to the Dark Souls world, Geralt appeared in a completely different form—the face of Ash.

He also arrived in the far reaches of Lothric, a remote place that even dragons could hardly reach, where the sinners of the Dark Souls world were exiled, including the two princes of Lothric who refused to link the First Flame.

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Chapter 416: The Lothric Expeditionary Force!

In the Dark Souls world, Ashbringer is special, not only because he is a Flameless Ash yearning for fire, but also because he carries the mission of rekindling the flame.

These ashes, already burned, once again embark on the mission of persuading the Lord of Cinder to rekindle the fire. This is the harsh judgment of the entire Dark Souls world.

But the Ashbringers did not complain and continued to dedicate themselves to the continuation of the world; that is the true inheritance of the great spirit of Gwyn, the Sun King.

The Lord of Cinder, who refused to transform into flames, in a way went against the dying wish of the Sun King.

Everyone understands that the fire-linking scheme is a hoax, and no matter how long the flame is kept burning, the fireless era in the deep sea will eventually arrive.

However, this has nothing to do with abandoning responsibility; abandoning responsibility also means abandoning power.

The two princes of Lothric: Lothric and Lorian. The former is the chosen one to link the fire, while the latter is the Lothric god of war who vanquishes demons.

They betrayed their responsibilities and were exiled to this remote place by the Ashes.

Even those who have failed in their duties have followers. Although they know that their skills are of little use to the prince, the Lothric knights who are loyal to them always protect them.

"Lord King Xin!"

Upon seeing Ashbringer, the Lothric Knights knelt and bowed before him.

Loyalty and faith are not contradictory. The world now sings of Ash's greatness; he forged a new future—a path surpassing even the Sun King's. This world will not face a dark end.