Asgard.
Asgardian Palace.
Odin had not only obtained the High-Dimensional Space Core Device he needed, but also a rather interesting bill.
"So you went to Midgard and blew up Luke's house?" Odin's expression gave no hint of whether he was angry. He merely stared thoughtfully at his second son with his single eye, his tone and gaze carrying a touch of surprise that his second son was even capable of doing something like this.
"It wasn't Loki's fault. He was only trying to get rid of the Dark Warriors Malekith sent to watch him," Thor explained for his brother from the side.
"I didn't expect things to turn out like this." Loki looked exactly like a child facing his parents after getting into trouble. After all, ever since childhood, he had been more obedient and sensible than Thor, and better at currying favor with adults. He had always been adept at extracting himself from trouble and letting his honest, sturdy older brother take the blame.
But ever since coming into contact with Midgard, it seemed he could not shake the blame even if he wanted to. There was no one beside him to carry the burden for him anymore.
"Of course you didn't expect things to turn out like this." Odin tapped the Gungnir in his hand. "I'm merely surprised you even had such an idea."
Loki smiled awkwardly. He could not quite figure out what Odin was thinking. Was he angry? It did not seem like it. Was he not angry? That did not seem right either.
"And this bill?" Thor still cared for his brother. Seeing Loki standing there trembling, too afraid to speak, while Odin had also fallen silent, the atmosphere grew heavy for a moment. All he could do now was pray that his mother would