Thor raced all the way, charging into Odin's palace beneath the indifferent gazes of countless guards.
After all, Thor had done far too many outrageous things. The guards were long used to it. Who would care?
Besides, Thor was the Prince. Even if someone cared, which guard could stop him?
They were all ordinary Asgardian soldiers, without divine titles or the legendary power of runes. They could not even withstand a casual punch from Thor.
To exchange a few blows with Prince Thor, one would at least have to be one of the Berserkers from Asgard's expeditionary army!
Just like that, Thor passed through the palace and headed for the rear garden, arriving beside his father, who was admiring the scenery.
"Father!"
he said hurriedly.
"I've found Loki's trail. He's in Midgard, and I'm going to find him!"
Once he finished speaking, Odin's expression did not change in the slightest.
As the King of Gods who had ruled for five thousand years, he had truly seen too many storms.
Odin merely nodded slowly and spoke without even looking at Thor.
"Go see your mother. Tell her about Loki, then come find me at the Bifrost."
"See Mother? Why? Did something happen to her?"
Thor was somewhat surprised.
Hearing Thor's words, Odin finally showed a trace of displeasure. He slowly turned his head and fixed Thor with a profound gaze.
Thor immediately felt helpless.
Whenever and wherever his father showed that expression, a scolding was sure to follow!
And Odin's next words proved Thor right.
"Thor!"
Odin said sternly.
"During all these days of drinking yourself into oblivion, did you notice whether your people had any new needs? Did you notice whether your warriors were exhausted? You did not even notice your mother!
"She has been grieving over Loki's disappearance, yet