"Then this should be fine, right?"
Umaru said hesitantly.
Bai Xuan had said that if Odin did anything to her, the Chat Group would issue an Assistance Mission. Since no mission had appeared now, did that mean Odin would not do anything to her?
All she had to do was blame everything on Loki?
That should work, right? Actually, it was not really blaming him. She was merely telling Odin what Loki had done.
Having decided that, Umaru finally made up her mind.
Come out, Odin!
A gentle light flickered through the room. A coffin-like vessel made from some unknown metal appeared before Umaru, and inside lay a sleeping old man wearing an eyepatch.
Perhaps he had sensed Umaru's gaze, or perhaps he had noticed that the world was different.
The old man's remaining eye twitched slightly before opening.
In his brief haze of confusion, he turned his gaze toward Umaru, his eyes filled with puzzlement and incomprehension.
He sensed a familiar aura from this little girl. Was it Hela?
No, it was Hela.
Odin suddenly became fully alert. The girl before him possessed his bloodline. Auras could be imitated, but bloodlines could never be faked.
So, was she Hela's daughter?
Though he had come to that conclusion, Odin's gaze gradually became confused again.
Did Hela have a daughter?
If she did, there was no way he would not know.
But if she did not, then this girl before him...
He had merely taken a nap. In fact, he had not even slept well. How had something so enormous suddenly happened?!
Odin frowned and looked solemnly at the Midgardian girl before him. Faint light seemed to glow in his eyes.
What surprised him was that although the little girl before him was somewhat nervous around him, she was not afraid.