Algrim: Odin's woman? Spicy, I like it!

Frigga was startled upon seeing Loki at first, but her expression instantly turned icy the next second when she saw Algrim and the others following closely behind him.

"Loki, how did you escape the confinement cell?"

"And who are the people behind you?"

Loki spread his hands and smiled. "Isn't that obvious, Mother?"

"You..." Frigga frowned as she looked at him, suddenly feeling her heart stir with a thought flashing sharply across her mind.

She instantly widened her eyes and said in disbelief, "That group of invaders... you led them here?!"

"That's right, Mother!" Loki spread his arms, laughing triumphantly as he boasted, "To be more precise, they are allies I... Loki, King of Gods of Asgard, summoned!"

Hearing this, Frigga's delicate body trembled violently.

She shouted sternly, "Loki, they are Dark Elves!"

"Don't you know that the Dark Elves are the enemies of Asgard?!"

"...You are inviting a wolf into the house!!!"

Loki chuckled and shook his head. "Hah~ The enemies of Asgard?"

"Mother, you seem to have forgotten one thing..."

"I was born in Jotunheim..."

"Loki!" Frigga interrupted him directly, looking at him with immense disappointment.

"You really let me down, Loki."

"How did you become like this..."

A trace of resentment flashed in Loki's eyes.

He shouted with extreme emotional agitation, "Disappointed?! You are disap—"

Before he could finish his sentence, a hand suddenly appeared and grabbed the back of his neck by fate's decree.

Algrim lifted Loki up like a little chick and casually tossed him aside.

He muttered impatiently, "So nagging~~"

Frigga:...

Loki:...

Algrim's greedy gaze lingered on Queen Frigga's curvaceous and exquisite body for a good while before shifting to the spear in her hand.

He spoke rudely, "Hey, woman, obediently hand over the spear in your hand, and I can give you a