"All right, Eitri, what materials do you need? I'll have Heimdall send them over. You must forge the best possible blade for Leo."
Thor threw an arm around Leo's shoulders and said with a loud laugh.
Eitri also laughed. "There's still plenty of stock in Nidavellir. As for this kind of blade, it only requires seven types of metal."
A small box flew over from the side, and Eitri placed the sharp blade Leo had forged for the second time inside it.
"Leo, I'll return these two blades to you. For now, I need to record your physical data so I can create a personal weapon best suited to your physical condition."
Eitri looked at Leo before slowly explaining.
This touched upon a person's boundaries to some extent. After all, such information was quite important.
Even Eitri lowered his voice slightly.
Thor naturally understood this as well. He turned to Leo and said, "Don't worry. There's no one else here in Nidavellir. Eitri isn't trying to fob you off with some standard weapon."
"When I came here back then, Eitri also recorded my physical data. But I was already used to Mjolnir and found it very suitable, so I didn't replace it."
"As for Loki, the two daggers he uses were also forged in Nidavellir. It was the same with them."
When Thor mentioned Loki at the end, his eyes dimmed with sadness, and his originally excited expression slowly faded.
Eitri had no idea that Loki had already "died," so he explained, "When my father forged Mjolnir, he customized it according to the Asgardian royal family. You're the son of Odin, the All-Father, so naturally, you feel no discomfort using Mjolnir. That's why it doesn't need to be modified."
"Besides, my father put a great deal of effort into forging