The Future Lord of the Legion

The virtual Valhalla disappeared, and they returned to the real world, but Thor seemed lost and dejected, kneeling on the ground with empty, lifeless eyes.

"I... lost?"

Even as his head was severed by a sword, he couldn't believe that he had been so easily defeated by the Midgard before him.

"According to the agreement of the 'oath'—"

Alvin's voice pulled Thor, whose mind had gone blank, back to reality. He looked up blankly, staring at Alvin, the victor.

"You, Thor Odin, and Heimdall, are my slaves from this moment on."

Boom!

The power of those words was like a thunderclap, exploding directly in Thor's mind!

He went from being a high and mighty Asgardian Prince to becoming a slave of the Midgard, and in the presence of his "Father King"!

Thor's pupils were bloodshot, and he couldn't help but clench his fists. The white knuckles and the bulging veins on his forehead proved that this hot-tempered God of Thunder was on the verge of losing control.

However, looking at Thor, who had reached his limit of patience, Alvin remained calm, seemingly unconcerned about the consequences of provoking him. "What? The prince of Asgard, the heir to the King of Gods, God of Thunder Thor, is actually going to break the promise he made?"

Thor clenched his teeth, letting his nails dig into his flesh. The excruciating pain assaulted his nerves, and blood seeped from his broken gums, mingling with the bitter taste of defeat, flowing into his mouth.

"No!"

At this moment, Heimdall, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally couldn't sit still any longer. He rushed forward, blocking their path, and glared at him angrily. "Mortal, don't go too far! Thor is the prince of Asgard! You are insulting Asgard, and you are insulting the King of Gods!"

"Is that so?" Alvin looked up at the sky, which was still clear and blue, then turned his gaze to the two of them.

With a half-smile, he said, "Who is truly humiliating Asgard? Is it you who broke your oath under the witness of 'Gungnir,' or is it me, the victor of the duel?"

These words left Heimdall speechless. They were indeed in the wrong, breaking their dueling oath first, but Thor was the future heir of Asgard —how could he be a slave?

"Mortal, do you understand what you're doing?" Heimdall, left with no other choice, could only invoke the God King once more, saying with a hint of threat, "If you truly intend to enslave Thor, I guarantee— the Asgard fleet will raze the entire Midgard to the ground!"

"Get out of my way, what the hell are you?"

Alvin lost his patience. Besides, what right did a mere gatekeeper have to bark at him?

A Psychic Power psionic punch landed on Heimdall's face, sending him flying forward several meters before crashing into a wall on the side of the street.

"Crush Midgard?" He gave him a disdainful look and said dismissively, "Go ask Odin if he dares to say that. You watchdog of Asgard, if you dare utter another word, I'll rip your head off, you believe me?"

Midgard, nominally belonging to the Nine Realms, is actually not under Odin's jurisdiction. Even the Sorcerer Supreme next door hasn't spoken yet, so how dare Heimdall, a mere watchdog, threaten him?

In Heimdall's savage, blood-red eyes, he saw a hint of seriousness—this guy really dared to kill him!

Suddenly, the arrogant Heimdall's eyes became much clearer, and he dared not speak carelessly anymore, for fear that the other party would really take his head off.

The savagery in Alvin's tone immediately made the arrogant Heimdall's eyes clear up considerably.

"From today onwards, you are my slave. Any objections, Thor Highness?"

Alvin deliberately moved him, wanting to provoke Thor and teach him another lesson.

But this time, Thor's behavior was somewhat beyond his expectations. He seemed to have suppressed all his anger, calmly nodding. "No objections, I lost—"—As the defeated one, I am willing to abide by the "oath." From this day forward, I am your slave!

Your Highness?!

Heimdall, who had just climbed out of the wall, felt as if the sky had fallen when he heard Thor's words!

What?

The prince of Asgard actually agreed to become a slave of the Midgard?

Then, won't all of Asgard become this guy's slaves from now on?!

"I, Thor Odin, keep my word!" Thor rarely displayed such heroism.

Looking directly at Alvin said, "I lost, but not because of my skill, but because of my arrogance and pride. This is the shame I should bear!"

"Oh?" Alvin raised an eyebrow, a hint of surprise in his expression, as if he were seeing Thor in a new light. His previously playful demeanor now held a touch of seriousness. "Not bad. To be able to reflect on the reasons for your failure so quickly, you're not entirely stupid."

"I'm not stupid."

Thor's eyes twitched, and his previously subsided anger seemed to be reignited. He glared at Alvin through gritted teeth.

"Heh, seeing how honest you are, I can give you a glimmer of hope." Alvin smiled and said calmly, "Although you lost, I can give you a chance, three months—I'll give you three."

"You have the chance to challenge me. If you can win any one of these challenges, I'll give you your freedom and your hammer. How about it?"

"You said it yourself!" Thor, who had been somewhat desperate, was immediately ignited with his competitive spirit.

"It was my decision, but also—if you lose once, you have to promise me one thing." Alvin smiled slightly, as if looking at the fish that had taken the bait. "If you don't beat me in three tries, I will still set you free, but—as a corresponding price, you will need to pay a 'ransom,' how about it?"

"You—" "-Are you really that kind?" Having been tricked several times, even if Thor was stupid, he could realize something was wrong and looked at Alvin suspiciously.

"Hehe, don't misunderstand, this isn't because of you, but because of your God King father." Alvin shook his head with a smile, his tone full of sarcasm. "After all, you are the prince of Asgard. I can teach you a lesson, but if I were to actually make you a slave, I'm afraid your 'God King father' wouldn't agree."

Upon hearing this, Thor lowered his head in shame. He hadn't expected that in the end, it was his "Father King's " name that would save him from this predicament.

"What's your decision?"

Alvin asked with a smile.

He wasn't worried that Thor would refuse, because from any perspective, it was a perfectly legitimate and aboveboard scheme!

"Good!"

Thor didn't care about many things; he didn't care about the cost as long as he could gain his freedom!

I wonder if Odin, seeing Thor's shameless behavior, would be so angry that he'd rush all the way from Asgard and stab him to death with his spear.

But this was irrelevant to Alvin; he had already achieved his initial goal, and the rest was just a matter of time.

They've trained Thor to become... the Lord of the Legion!

That's right, this is Alvin's plan.

The deal with Odin wasn't his real goal; Alvin's true aim was to bring all of Asgard under his control!

"So far, in Odin's eyes, I'm probably still just a greedy merchant, right?" Alvin knew very well that their every move was under the watchful eye of that God King.

Unfortunately, even if Odin could see the future, he would never have imagined that the "future" Alvin could see was far more distant than he, the God King, could ever imagine!

He made the first move!