"Helen's situation was unusual." Schiller racked his brains as he said, "She had always existed; her form of existence was simply different from ours. Then she merged with your genes, which counted as giving her a second life."
Loki narrowed his eyes, as if he had seen through Schiller's attempt to fob him off. Yet after a long while, he withdrew his gaze and said while washing his hands, "Do you think it might be..."
"No, it couldn't be. It's not your problem." Schiller shook his head.
"Obviously, my mother wasn't a Frost Giant. She might not even have been a god." Loki lowered his head. "Laufey probably thought she was beneath him. If her bloodline had been noble and her status eminent, then even if I had been born with defects, I wouldn't have been abandoned there. That means the Frost Giant bloodline within me was already diluted."
"The Asgardians lived on Earth for so long, yet almost none of their bloodlines remained here. That was because once Asgardian blood was diluted past a certain point, the demigods carrying it could no longer have descendants. It was an innate ability the Asgardians possessed to protect their bloodline."
"I don't think that's the reason." Schiller shook his head. "Your biological father was the King of the Frost Giants. His power came precisely from his noble bloodline. Even if you inherited only half of it, the concentration of Frost Giant blood in you might still be stronger than that of an ordinary Frost Giant. And you were abandoned because Laufey judged you by the standards he had for his next heir. It wasn't that you were too weak—it was that his demands were too high."
"Even taking the most conservative view, half a bloodline can't be called diluted to nothing. And