Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life

"Are you sure I can mobilize all the resources of Asgard? Even if I need to go to Nidavellir to have the dwarves craft any item?"

Upon hearing Sherlock's words, Odin glanced at Sherlock with some surprise, his eyes filled with a look of inquiry.

But Sherlock remained expressionless, leaving Odin unsure whether Sherlock had truly seen the future. In the end, all his thoughts turned into a helpless sigh as he spoke to Sherlock.

"can."

Hearing Odin nod, Sherlock was genuinely surprised by Odin's boldness this time, but he didn't say anything more. He simply nodded and then spoke to Odin.

“In that case, I agree. I will set off for Nidavellir tomorrow.”

"Yes, you can use the Rainbow Bridge. I will greet Heimdall and the Dwarf King."

Odin answered without the slightest hesitation, as if he had already let go of the matter after Sherlock agreed, and did not seem to care much.

This left Sherlock speechless for a moment. He could only greet Odin, then frown and turn to leave.

Only after Sherlock's figure disappeared from Odin's sight did Odin reveal a playful smile on his face as he looked at the spot where Sherlock had vanished.

Did Odin really believe Sherlock?

No, rather than believing Sherlock, Odin actually believed the Ancient One more.

Or to put it more bluntly, Odin prefers to believe what he sees with his own eyes, like Doro.

Not to mention that the Ancient One is on Earth, if Sherlock really did something, as long as Odin is still alive, he might be able to lead a team to Earth to demand an explanation. The existence of Doro alone has already convinced Odin that Sherlock is definitely not a bad person.

It's a very simple path; you can tell just by looking at the choices made by Meow Meow Hammer.

It's important to know that Doro's control over Mjolnir far surpasses that of Thor, which means that Doro's heart is incredibly pure and kind, even more so than that of his foolish son.

If Sherlock weren't a good person, he wouldn't be able to raise such a cute little creature.

Therefore, Odin wasn't really worried about whether Sherlock would actually harm Asgard. Moreover, as long as Sherlock was busy, he and Frigga would be able to spend more time with their adorable Doro, which was definitely not a bad deal.

Of course, what Odin didn't know was that Sherlock wouldn't actually harm Asgard; he would only exploit Asgard relentlessly.

So much so that when the Dwarf King presented the bill to Odin, even Odin almost rolled his eyes, filled with regret for how he had been blinded by the adorable Doro.

Of course, that's just a story for another time.

Sherlock hadn't been gone long; he had only just stepped out of Frigga's quarters when he saw Thor sitting alone on the steps, seemingly waiting for him.

Seeing Thor looking like a big dog abandoned by its owner, Sherlock could only sigh helplessly and slap Thor on the head.

"What are you thinking about? Are you a blockhead?"

Thor was startled when Sherlock slapped him across the face. It took him a while to react before he looked up at Sherlock with a hint of disappointment.

"Just after you left, my mother criticized me and temporarily confiscated Mjolnir. She said I should think about whether I am Thor or Hammer God, and that I rely too much on Mjolnir."

"Sherlock, I clearly feel that I haven't failed the title of Thor, so why would my mother say this to me?"

Hearing Thor's words, Sherlock raised an eyebrow slightly, and his gaze toward Thor even held a hint of pity.

Well, you should never underestimate the power of the so-called grandparents' affection for their grandchildren. What Frigga said to Saul wasn't fundamentally wrong.

But Sherlock was willing to bet his Gate of Truth that Frigga was definitely just making up an excuse for Thor to keep the Mjolnir, this 'big toy,' to make Doro happier!

Most importantly, it's obvious that Thor actually believed what Frigga said and is now sitting here questioning his existence!

Moreover, Sherlock couldn't understand how Thor had the audacity to say he hadn't failed the title of God of Thunder. Damn it, when he came to him just now, he was crying and clinging to his leg, and he admitted it himself.

You lost the game because you were electrocuted by Doro's lightning!

Thor got electrocuted?

Yes, it is indeed a very niche term.

Seeing Thor sitting on the steps looking dejected, Sherlock thought for a long time before a bold idea popped into his head. He immediately smiled and slapped Thor on the head again, who was in a state of ecstasy.

Then, under Thor's questioning gaze, Sherlock began his speech once again.

Five minutes later, Thor began to get excited.

Ten minutes later, Thor was so excited that he started to tremble.

Fifteen minutes later, Thor was completely fooled by Sherlock!

Half an hour later, Thor had become Sherlock's most loyal follower. Even if Sherlock were to tell Thor to rebel now, Thor probably wouldn't hesitate for a second.

Seeing Thor's excitement, Sherlock silently put away the book he was holding, "Mein Kampf," then patted Thor on the shoulder affectionately before speaking to him earnestly.

"Tomorrow, come with me to Nidavellis. Don't worry, I promise I can lend you a new hammer temporarily, and you'll use this hammer to completely shed the title of 'Hammer God' in your parents' eyes!"

Chapter 107 Nidavellir

The next morning, just as the artificial sun of Asgard rose above the horizon and its golden rays were just beginning to spill over the earth, Sherlock was forcibly dragged out of his soft, luxurious bed.

A bewildered Sherlock opened his eyes and saw Thor, who still looked excited despite having dark circles under his eyes and bloodshot eyes.

"My dear mentor, the sun has risen. Let me hurry to Nidavellis. I can't wait to impress my parents!"

Hearing Thor's excited and expectant tone, coupled with Thor's eyes that almost resembled Sharingan and the dark circles under his eyes that were practically drooping down to his cheekbones, Sherlock was utterly speechless.

"You didn't sleep all night, did you?"

Suffering from his morning grumpiness after being forcibly dragged out of bed by Thor, Sherlock muttered to Thor while washing up.

“Of course! The night gave me black eyes, but I use them to seek the light! Now the path to light is right before me, Master, how can you expect me to fall asleep?”

Saul's answer was perfectly reasonable, and he even tugged at his own limited cultural background.

Hearing Thor's words, Sherlock covered his face in exasperation. Damn it, he should have known better than to use Mustache's book; the aftereffects are just too much.

Most importantly, Thor is really something else. Doesn't he realize how many flaws there are in what he said?

Your eyes are blue, you bastard!!!

Sherlock was almost driven to the brink of a nervous breakdown by Thor, but when faced with the excitable golden retriever, Sherlock, not wanting to contract rabies, could only choose to remain silent.

After reluctantly finishing his washing up, and slowly finishing his breakfast at Thor's urging, Sherlock was then dragged by the frantic Thor towards the Rainbow Bridge.

Feeling the exhilarating speed along the way, Sherlock could only marvel at how Asgard didn't have a rush hour, while secretly praying that the dwarves' work hours were earlier than Asgard's.

"Heimdall! Send us to Nidavellir!"

Thor's voice preceded his arrival, and he roared directly at Heimdall, who stood at the end of the Rainbow Bridge.

Fortunately, Heimdall seemed to arrive at work very early, so he wasn't too surprised by Thor and Sherlock's arrival, though he was a little surprised that they came so early.

Seeing Sherlock reluctantly being dragged into his territory by Thor, Heimdall greeted Sherlock with a smile.

"Mr. Sherlock, it's nice to see you again."

Seeing Heimdall standing in his place, fully dressed and showing no signs of fatigue, Sherlock could only force an awkward smile in response.

Good morning, you're at work pretty early.

Hearing Sherlock's words, Heimdall simply smiled and raised an eyebrow, but said nothing. Thor, on the other hand, looked at Sherlock with surprise for a while before explaining to him.

"Heimdall does not need to rest. His father endowed him with the ability to not need to sleep so that he can observe everything in the Nine Realms at any time and promptly discover any existence that is detrimental to Asgard."

Hearing Thor's words, Sherlock looked at Heimdall with a mixture of sympathy and awe. He had thought that the Ancient One, as the Sorcerer Supreme, was already miserable enough as a 007, but he never expected that there was always someone better.

Although Heimdall didn't understand the meaning behind Sherlock's gaze towards his 'innate divine body', he instinctively felt somewhat uncomfortable when faced with that look.

The deep-seated loathing for capitalists that came from the very soul of cattle and horses made the extremely responsible Heimdall instinctively want to avoid Sherlock's gaze, and could only awkwardly change the subject.

“Yesterday I received instructions from Odin, the king of the gods, to go to the dwarves’ planet Nidavellir, right? I will open the Rainbow Bridge immediately to send you there.”

After saying that, Heimdall stood on the control panel of the Rainbow Bridge, gripping the greatsword that served as a joystick with both hands, while Thor took the opportunity to explain to Sherlock how to use the Rainbow Bridge.

Having seen the entire design of Asgard long ago, Sherlock naturally knew what the Rainbow Bridge was.

As Asgard's main cannon, the Rainbow Bridge is a genuine 'star-destroying weapon,' and its operation is actually quite simple and brutal.

Essentially, this thing is a wormhole generator. The reason it can destroy stars is simply because it opened a wormhole on the core of a planet and used Asgard's energy to impact the core.

Of course, even though Sherlock already understood the principles of the Rainbow Bridge, he listened very attentively to Thor's explanation of how to use it. After all, theory and practice are always different, and Sherlock was naturally not arrogant.

At least not now, since Sherlock doesn't want to go to Sakaar and crawl into the devil's ass right now.

After Thor finished explaining, the Rainbow Bridge opened under Heimdall's control. Sherlock followed Thor carefully and entered the Rainbow Bridge according to Thor's instructions.

To be honest, the experience of the Rainbow Bridge wasn't much better than his own Anywhere Door. The sudden feeling of weightlessness combined with the colorful lights inside the Rainbow Bridge made Sherlock feel nauseous.

Fortunately, this period of time was short. Soon, Sherlock felt gravity again, and his feet were once again on the planet.

We've arrived at Nidavellir!

With the disappearance of the Rainbow Bridge, this place, resembling an Asgardian-style equipment manufacturing facility and skilled worker training factory, appeared before Sherlock's eyes for the first time.

To put it simply, compared to the magnificent Asgard, Nidavellir, the planet inhabited by the dwarves, looks more like a factory or a blacksmith's shop.

In particular, the feeling of being on Nidavellir, as if there were no atmosphere and one was standing directly in space, made Sherlock appreciate the dwarves' ruggedness and their obsession with forging techniques.

How should I put it? It fits the stereotypical image of Sherlock.

The stereotype that dwarves are either berserkers or artisans.

The Dwarf King had naturally received news of Sherlock and Thor's impending arrival long ago, and was already waiting at the place where the Rainbow Bridge would descend.

When the Rainbow Bridge disappeared and the two figures that had emerged from it were seen, the Dwarf King immediately smiled, approached Sherlock, and bowed to him.

"Welcome to Nidavellir, esteemed alchemist."

After saying this to Sherlock, the Dwarf King looked at Thor and greeted him.

"You are also welcome, Your Highness Prince of Asgard."

Chapter 108 King Eitri of the Dwarves

Judging from the order in which the Dwarf King greeted him and Thor, it's easy to tell who is more important to him.

Unfortunately, just because Sherlock can see it doesn't mean that Thor, that blockhead, can see it too. But even if Thor could see it, he probably wouldn't care about the Dwarf King's actions.

After the Rainbow Bridge disappeared, Thor excitedly pulled Sherlock to the Dwarf King and introduced him to him.

"Sherlock, this is King Eitri, the greatest and most skilled blacksmith in Asgard! Eitri, this is Sherlock, my mentor and best friend!"

As Thor introduced himself, Etri bowed slightly to Sherlock in response to Thor's words. Etri automatically filtered out all the random titles and salutations, clearly demonstrating his deep understanding of Thor's personality.

On the contrary, Sherlock was extremely surprised after being dragged by Thor to stand in front of Etri and seeing Etri's face clearly.