"It's so hot. It suddenly got so hot."
Loki feared heat the most. Though he had managed fine when facing the Fire Giant Surtur in Muspelheim, perhaps he had lived on Earth for too long. Ever since the glowing monstrous face appeared in the sky, he had kept wiping away his sweat. "Mother, should we continue our conversation somewhere else? Look at this place—there isn't even any fruit. It truly doesn't suit your status."
Just as Blade had suggested, they brought in Queen Frigga. The queen really had a way to make Angela recognize her.
First, she pointed out a birthmark, then used blood to confirm their kinship. Then she embraced Angela, told her stories of the past, and began crying herself.
In short, after a series of touching exchanges with no scientific basis whatsoever, Angela quickly accepted the reality that she was an Asgardian, not an angel.
She completely believed Frigga's story. Back then, the Angel Queen had evaded Heimdall's surveillance, escaped Odin's notice, slipped past thousands of Golden Palace guards, infiltrated the queen's chambers, and stolen her away as an infant.
Maybe she did not notice anything wrong with that story. Or maybe she did, but preferred to believe her mother. In any case, her restraints had been removed, and she was currently hugging the queen as they cried together.
"What status do I even have anymore?" Frigga rose to her feet while holding Angela. She lightly patted her skirt, and the dignified aura of a mother of the realm instantly spread around her. "I'm just an ordinary person living on Earth now, a host of a survival show."
Loki sniffed. Although they were far from where the monstrous face hung, she still cast a water spell to protect everyone present from the heat. "I understand. We're still