Unlike Artoria, who was stuck on Earth hosting the Future Technology Symposium and fretting over humanity's endless infighting, Allen was having quite a comfortable time in the Asgardian Realm.
Perhaps because he sensed that his time was running out, Odin agreed almost without hesitation to let Allen study Asgardian Rune Magic and Dwarven Blacksmithing Technology. He even gave him several spellbooks he had collected in his youth for free.
Such things were utterly out of place with the Realm's general reverence for hand-to-hand combat and martial valor. Even if he kept them, no one would be willing to study them, so he might as well do Allen a favor.
At that moment, the two stood shoulder to shoulder on a high palace balcony, gazing at the incomparably brilliant universe beyond the distant nebula.
After roughly two or three minutes, Odin finally asked, "Why destroy Jotunheim? The Frost Giants were no threat to you at all, were they?"
"Because I disliked them. Isn't that reason enough?" Allen asked back with a faint smile.
"Just because you disliked them?" Odin raised his brows in disbelief.
Over the past few days, he had been wondering what exactly this young man's purpose had been in destroying Jotunheim.
A show of force?
Or a display of power?
Yet he had never expected to receive an answer that sounded almost like a joke.
But Allen clearly did not think so. He nodded lightly. "That's right! Because I disliked them. From the moment the Frost Giants invaded Earth, their destruction was inevitable. I will not spare any external enemy that attempts to invade and destroy humanity on Earth. And the best way to deal with enemies is to kill and destroy them completely, erasing both body and soul. Don't preach that so-called mercy to me. You and