Standing on Fenrir's back, they looked at giant after giant and colossal beast after colossal beast.
Their savage appearances and majestic bodies made the native god Baldr's legs tremble.
"Th-this...?"
Baldr stammered for a long while before finally forcing out the words stuck in her throat.
"With a lineup like this, damn it, if they wanted to, their current numbers could start a Ragnarok at any time!!!"
"Don't worry, child. Mother will always stand in front of you.
Besides, His Majesty Heisenberg will restrain them.
If His Majesty cannot restrain those wild and unruly beasts, then even if I die here, I will carve out a path of survival for you, child!"
Frigga's right hand holding the sword trembled slightly as she spoke to Baldr with extreme tension.
Baldr had originally been somewhat frightened, but after hearing Frigga's words, she no longer felt the slightest fear.
Instead, she frowned unhappily and said,
"Mother, you always look down on me like this. I..."
Before she could finish, the incomparably massive Ymir grinned.
"Aha, look which rude little girl this is. It really is little Frigga of the Vanir!
Little Frigga, what gives you the right to call us wild and unruly? If we count by age, most of us are your elders!"
"Don't call me little Frigga!!!"
Frigga was mortified. Other than her father, almost no one had called her by that nickname.
"I am Frigga, Baldr's mother, Frigga. Call me by my name, Ymir!!!"
"Hahaha, all right, all right. That little Frigga who sat on my head and urged me to pick flowers for her has completely disappeared.
I know. You are Frigga. You are no longer the little Vanir girl, but Frigga of Asgard, and the Your Highness, Queen of Gods of the entire Nine Realms!"
Ymir did not