Thor's howl made countless people turn to look at him.
Of course, most Earthlings were still trying to hide, so the spectators were all Asgardians.
That was good news for Thor.
After all, back in Asgard... what embarrassing thing had he not done?
He had long since passed the basic stage of social death...
Take Loki nearby, for example. Hearing Thor's howl, he did not even feel like mocking him.
As for what Loki was thinking right now?
He was genuinely happy and delighted!
"Ha ha, brother, it looks like your hammer flew off on its own?!!"
There were not many enemies nearby, so Loki walked toward Thor while gleefully twisting the knife.
Hearing Loki's words, Thor's chest immediately ached.
But in order not to lose face before his younger brother, this elder brother who had long since lost all face struggled to stand up.
"Mjolnir has fought alongside me for countless years. Can't it take a vacation?"
"Heh, yes, yes, just taking a vacation!"
Loki teased him as he smilingly took out the Casket of Ancient Winters.
"Too bad my Casket of Ancient Winters doesn't take vacations!"
Then he put away the Casket of Ancient Winters and took out the Space Stone instead.
"Look, my Space Stone doesn't take vacations either!"
As he spoke, Loki held the Space Stone out toward Thor.
"Look at my little things. None of them are as carefree as your hammer. I really envy you for having Mjolnir, ha ha ha ha!!!"
Loki strode away laughing, leaving Thor sitting alone on his knees with a grief-stricken face.
From afar, tsk tsk, a muscular blond man kneeling alone amid the ruins, every inch of him filled with pain and sorrow...
The scene was especially fitting for a lone plum blossom.
In Asgard's Grand Library,