Harald's Trap

(PS: God Harald is weaker than normal Harald, because God Harald's defense is far too low. In the original story, he barely showed any use of Haki for defense; even ordinary soldiers could hurt him. Because there are too many people stirring things up online and too many idiots, I have to explain this in advance. You should know that Loki defeated King Harald only because King Harald had wanted to die and had no intention of using Haki to defend himself at all.)

New World, Elbaf, Sun World.

A white streak tore across the sky, racing toward Orsto City like a meteor.

At the city gates, Loki carried a massive warhammer over his shoulder as he stepped onto the stairs leading to the castle.

"Your Highness!"

"Welcome back!"

The gate soldiers dropped to one knee in unison, their heads bowed. Their voices rumbled like thunder, echoing through the empty entrance.

Loki did not respond. The conversation from a year ago still lingered in his mind, Dawn's words driven deep into his consciousness like nails. He had a feeling that those words were about to come true as well.

"So you were summoned too, Loki."

A rough voice interrupted his thoughts. Loki raised his head and realized that he had unknowingly reached the archway leading to the reception hall. Jarul stood nearby, looking his way.

"This is my own home, isn't it? You're looking lively, old man. Live long, sure, but don't live too long!"

"You brat, your mouth is still as unpleasant as ever."

Jarul frowned and followed after him, his heavy footsteps making the ground tremble slightly.

"The king summoned us urgently. There must be something important going on. Show some respect—"

"Something important?"

Loki sneered.

"Most likely those World Government scum have made some unreasonable demand