Hayato's origins, power, past, and future were all blank in Heimdall's perception.
Either they had been concealed by some special power, or this person's strength far surpassed his own.
Hayato was a guest Thor had brought back, and Heimdall had no right to interrogate him.
If Hayato was someone too powerful to handle, then it was not Heimdall's place to deal with him. He decisively apologized, and after the two left, immediately reported the information to Zeus.
Zeus said he understood, and then... nothing happened.
As king, surely he did not need to explain his thoughts to his subordinates.
Along the way.
Hayato admired the scenery of Asgard.
The air was completely pollution-free, and the scenery was picturesque, like a fairyland.
The architecture was steeped in ancient Greek style, with Corinthian columns and Doric buildings everywhere. The Asgardians dressed like ancient Greeks as well.
Hayato knew this was merely the sight within the royal city.
Even a prosperous place like Asgard had a gap between rich and poor.
The lives of the palace nobles and commoners were worlds apart.
Before bringing Hayato to Asgard, Thor had not informed anyone, including Odin. So he had intended to bring Hayato back to the palace first, then meet Odin directly and seek answers to the doubts in his heart.
Unexpectedly, Odin had brought people to wait right at the palace gates.
Uh... the grandness of it was somewhat beyond Thor's expectations.
"Welcome, my guest." One-eyed Odin laughed heartily, not looking at all like a man near death.
Hayato bowed slightly, giving this once-mighty warrior the respect he deserved.
Odin took the opportunity to glare at Thor.
The welcoming rituals were somewhat cumbersome. For these long-lived and wealthy palace folk, even figuring out how to pass the time took effort.
Odin motioned for Thor