Marvel: The Alchemist Just Wants a Peaceful Life...

Chapter 105 Super Seniority!

Seeing Thor's extremely aggrieved expression, Sherlock's lips twitched involuntarily. He had a lot of complaints in his mind that he couldn't bring himself to say, but he was also holding them in.

All he could do was hold Doro while scanning the 'family of three' on the scene with his eyes, desperately trying to think of what to say next.

After all, this situation was far too complicated; even Sherlock, who had lived two lifetimes combined, had never encountered such a situation before.

Odin, however, noticed Sherlock's predicament and stood up, holding the Spear of Eternity, and addressed Sherlock.

"Mr. Flamel, may we speak privately?"

Before Sherlock could respond to Odin's words, Frigga, true to her long-standing relationship with Odin, immediately understood his meaning after he spoke.

With a smile, he stood up and went to Sherlock's side, subtly taking Doro from Sherlock's arms in an almost imperceptible manner.

She even had time to give Thor, who was standing to the side looking extremely aggrieved, a look, signaling Thor to stay there and that she would have something to say to him later.

Sherlock stared in disbelief at the couple's coordinated actions, finding no way to refuse them. He could only let things unfold as Odin led him away from Frigga's bedchamber.

It wasn't until Odin closed the doors of Frigg's palace again that Sherlock somewhat came to his senses, but by then Odin had already regained his divine authority, leaving Sherlock speechless.

“Mr. Flamel, I’m sorry to have caused you some trouble. Frigga and I are getting old, and in our twilight years, we have an unconscious fondness for a pure and innocent new life like Doro. Please don’t mind, Mr. Flamel. My wife and I have no other thoughts about Doro.”

Odin explained something to Sherlock, who inwardly grimaced but outwardly maintained his composure and spoke to Odin.

“Mr. Odin, please just call me Sherlock. I don’t mind these little things, and I know that you really love Doro.”

Although he said that, Sherlock was cursing in his heart. Damn it, if he hadn't arrived in time, Doro would probably have already obtained the 'godhood' of Asgard.

Although Sherlock knew that Odin and Frigga mostly felt a kind of grandparental affection for Doro, it still made Sherlock somewhat unhappy.

Odin wasn't stupid. Although Sherlock spoke bluntly, if Odin put himself in Sherlock's shoes, he could understand what Sherlock was really thinking.

However, Odin did not continue on this topic, but instead changed the subject and intended to make up for Sherlock's shortcomings elsewhere.

After listening to Sherlock's words, Odin nodded before continuing to speak to Sherlock.

"In that case, I'll just call you Sherlock. You're Thor's personally acknowledged mentor, so we should treat each other as equals. If you don't mind, you can also call me by my name."

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Upon hearing Odin's words, Sherlock looked at Odin with a puzzled expression. To be honest, Sherlock was completely unprepared for such a formidable senior.

However, it was clear that Odin had been prepared for this all along.

Odin did not give Sherlock a chance to refute, and continued speaking to Sherlock.

"After a week in the royal library, you should now understand just how popular your identity as an alchemist is throughout the universe. In fact, everything in Asgard today is nothing more than 'magical technology' that imitates alchemy."

After a pause, Odin continued speaking to Sherlock with a hint of helplessness.

"And you should also be able to see from the library's materials that Asgard's cultural heritage was severed because of my warlike nature when I was young."

Although Asgard appears prosperous on the surface, it is actually riddled with problems, a fact you, as an alchemist, should know best.

Upon hearing Odin's words, Sherlock sneered inwardly. Just like when he realized in the library that he had been tricked by the Ancient One, Odin had now revealed his true colors.

However, Sherlock was not going to agree to Odin's request so easily. Although Sherlock really wanted to analyze the energy core of Asgard and see the energy circuit of the Bifrost in Asgard with his own eyes.

After all, blueprints and reality are not the same, and understanding from paper is far from being comparable to seeing with your own eyes.

“I regret to inform you, Mr. Odin, that although I am an alchemist, my abilities are ultimately limited. If I were to rely solely on myself to maintain the entire Asgard within the remaining three weeks, it would be nothing short of a pipe dream.”

Sherlock's words are quite clear in meaning, and can be translated into just two words.

benefit!

Sherlock, being an alchemist, already has the blueprints and even understands the principles clearly. Can't he quickly repair Asgard?

In reality, it is possible, and not only is it possible, it is also very simple.

To put it bluntly, as long as the alchemical circle is large enough, repairing Asgard is not a problem at all. The only questions are whether Odin dares to let him do it, and what gives him the right to do it.

The reason why some people dare to do this is quite simple; one example will make it clear: the formation of a nation.

With Sherlock's abilities, plus the Philosopher's Stone hidden in his left eye, Sherlock is fully capable of turning the transmutation circle that repairs Asgard into a land transmutation circle under extremely concealed circumstances, ultimately turning the entire Asgard into a blood-red stone.

It remains to be seen whether Odin dares to take the gamble and have Sherlock repair it.

But then again, why would Sherlock help Asgard with its maintenance? Why would he do something so thankless and exhausting?

What? You mean the Destroyer armor?

Don't be ridiculous. When Sherlock was forced to dismount the armor, the Ancient One had already made it clear to him that the armor was compensation for the incident caused by Odin exiling Thor to Earth!

Even if the value of the armor itself already exceeds the value of the compensation, the fact that the Ancient One repaired the Rainbow Bridge would be enough to offset the value of the armor.

Do you really think these big shots are so easily fooled? It's no exaggeration to say that almost every step these big shots take is calculated!

However, to Sherlock's utter surprise, he ultimately underestimated Odin's charisma and the value of the Ancient One's guarantee.

After hearing Sherlock's words, Odin smiled and then spoke to Sherlock.

“No, Sherlock, you underestimate the power of alchemy. I believe you can maintain the entire Asgard in the remaining three weeks, and during that time you can directly mobilize all of Asgard’s resources.”

Chapter 106 Odin's Power

After hearing Odin's words, Sherlock stared at Odin in disbelief, seemingly not expecting that Odin would not only have the courage to entrust the maintenance of the entire Asgard to him.

To give an imperfect analogy, Odin's action is almost no different from setting your phone or computer to a password-free state and then opening it completely to a complete stranger.

Your bank card information, balance, and even your private browsing and chat logs are all exposed without reservation!

Sherlock thought this was completely impossible. No one would truly reveal themselves completely to others without reservation, especially since Sherlock wasn't even an Asgardian.

But Odin did exactly that, and not only that, he also granted Sherlock the power to control everything.

To put it bluntly, if Sherlock dared to agree to reforge the Eternal Spear, which is almost synonymous with royal power, in front of Odin, and insisted that this action was to protect Asgard, Odin would have no say in the matter.

Of course, Sherlock wasn't stupid; he naturally understood that this was the so-called benefit Odin was giving him.

Whether or not to accept this benefit ultimately rests with Sherlock.

Sherlock pondered for a while before looking in Odin's direction and asking him uncertainly.

"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!"