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Chapter 1105
chapter 0461 part 1
**Chapter 451: Unwelcome Guests, Strike Over the Head**
Groups of maidservants wearing long dresses bustled between the banquet hall and the kitchen, bringing platters of sumptuous Asgardian delicacies to the long tables in the banquet hall and clearing away the plates on the tables that had been completely devoured and wiped clean.
Although there were more than twenty maidservants coming and going to serve food in the banquet hall, it seemed they were far from keeping up with the speed at which the guests were eating.
Soon, the plates in the kitchen piled up like mountains! Several elderly kitchen staff members waved their magic wands, summoning a sheet of soap bubbles emitting a seven-colored radiance.
With a gentle flick of a golden oak magic wand in one kitchen staff member's hand, rows of plates flew up neatly, suspended in mid-air.
The other kitchen staff members waved the magic wands in their hands, and large patches of soap bubbles instantly expanded, enveloping the greasy silver plates within them.
"Pop pop pop pop..."
Accompanied by the sound of soap bubbles bursting, streaks of light flashed within the soap bubbles...
When the soap bubbles dissipated, a kitchen staff member waved the magic wand in her hand, and brand new silver plates lined up neatly under her command, landing on a long table nearby.
The female chef busy in front of a large iron pot over two meters in diameter used the large ladle in her hand to scoop, and over a dozen golden-brown, crispy fried pork chops leaped out of the oil, landing steadily on the silver plates.
Several maidservants who had been waiting nearby for a long time covered the surface of the silver plates with silver dust covers and placed the dishes on a dining cart nearby.
Before the maidservants delivering the food had even left, another cart of greasy silver plates was sent in.
Several kitchen staff members, whose arms were sore just from waving their magic wands, couldn't help but complain bitterly.
"Is the banquet hall holding a banquet for a thousand people?! But we didn't get any information! We should have found more people to help if we'd known!"
"Why did I hear Isis say there are only six guests in the banquet hall!"
"Six guests! Allfather Odin, are they all Fenrir reincarnated?"
Unlike the several kitchen staff members chatting idly, the female chef An, who was frying pork chops and cooking other pork delicacies, remained silent. Only when she heard the name of the Demonic Wolf Fenrir did a hint of hatred flash across the face of the plump female chef with arms as thick as a normal person's thigh.
"Thank you for your hard work. I truly didn't anticipate today's banquet. I didn't expect these few people could eat so much!"
Before the person arrived, a hearty laugh was heard in the kitchen. Moments later, an elegant, noblewoman-like woman entered with several maidservants.
"Queen!"
"Queen!"
"Queen Frigga!"
Everyone in the kitchen put down their work and greeted the woman. The person who arrived was none other than the Queen of Asgard, Goddess of Magic Frigga.
"Alfheim sent over a batch of Elf Flower Nectar! I brought some over. You've all worked hard too, everyone share some!"
Queen Frigga picked up several crystal bottles from a maidservant's tray nearby. The viscous honey inside the crystal bottles emitted a warm radiance like sunlight. Queen Frigga personally handed them to the busy kitchen staff members one by one.
At this moment, the busy kitchen staff members seemed to forget their fatigue, expressing their gratitude to the Queen with joyful laughter.
"Andhrímnir!" Queen Frigga walked up to the female chef with the last bottle of Elf Flower Nectar, looking at this former Valkyrie with some heartache.
Who could have imagined that this plump female chef, who was now as round as a barrel, was once an invincible Valkyrie who dominated the battlefield in her youth! Queen Frigga also understood that what happened back then might have been too cruel for Andhrímnir. All her comrades-in-arms who fought alongside her died at the hands of her own daughter.
And in Andhrímnir's eyes, all of this might have been just because of the power struggle within the Aesir royal family, causing her to lose her sisters and comrades-in-arms! Andhrímnir skillfully prepared the pork hock in her hands, as if she hadn't noticed Frigga beside her at all.
Frigga sighed, placed the Elf Flower Nectar, which could beautify and nourish, on the long table nearby, and turned to leave.
"I sensed the Demonic Aura on those plates. Did something happen in Asgard?"
Just as Queen Frigga turned around, a voice sounded from behind her.
"Don't forget, Asgard still has Valkyries!" Andhrímnir silently added in her heart, "Even if only I am left!"
"It's nothing! Just some guests!" Frigga waved her hand without turning her head.
"Rumble!"
Suddenly, a peal of thunder sounded in the sky. Frigga and Andhrímnir both looked up and outside, only to see dazzling bolts of lightning in the sky turning into silver serpents, tearing through the sky of Asgard and striking towards the banquet hall.
"Not good!" Queen Frigga's heart trembled. She lifted her long skirt and ran towards the banquet hall.
**Chapter 451: Unwelcome Guests, Strike Over the Head**
Groups of maidservants wearing long dresses bustled between the banquet hall and the kitchen, bringing platters of sumptuous Asgardian delicacies to the long tables in the banquet hall and clearing away the plates on the tables that had been completely devoured and wiped clean.
Although there were more than twenty maidservants coming and going to serve food in the banquet hall, it seemed they were far from keeping up with the speed at which the guests were eating.
Soon, the plates in the kitchen piled up like mountains! Several elderly kitchen staff members waved their magic wands, summoning a sheet of soap bubbles emitting a seven-colored radiance.
With a gentle flick of a golden oak magic wand in one kitchen staff member's hand, rows of plates flew up neatly, suspended in mid-air.
The other kitchen staff members waved the magic wands in their hands, and large patches of soap bubbles instantly expanded, enveloping the greasy silver plates within them.
"Pop pop pop pop..."
Accompanied by the sound of soap bubbles bursting, streaks of light flashed within the soap bubbles...
When the soap bubbles dissipated, a kitchen staff member waved the magic wand in her hand, and brand new silver plates lined up neatly under her command, landing on a long table nearby.
The female chef busy in front of a large iron pot over two meters in diameter used the large ladle in her hand to scoop, and over a dozen golden-brown, crispy fried pork chops leaped out of the oil, landing steadily on the silver plates.
Several maidservants who had been waiting nearby for a long time covered the surface of the silver plates with silver dust covers and placed the dishes on a dining cart nearby.
Before the maidservants delivering the food had even left, another cart of greasy silver plates was sent in.
Several kitchen staff members, whose arms were sore just from waving their magic wands, couldn't help but complain bitterly.
"Is the banquet hall holding a banquet for a thousand people?! But we didn't get any information! We should have found more people to help if we'd known!"
"Why did I hear Isis say there are only six guests in the banquet hall!"
"Six guests! Allfather Odin, are they all Fenrir reincarnated?"
Unlike the several kitchen staff members chatting idly, the female chef An, who was frying pork chops and cooking other pork delicacies, remained silent. Only when she heard the name of the Demonic Wolf Fenrir did a hint of hatred flash across the face of the plump female chef with arms as thick as a normal person's thigh.
"Thank you for your hard work. I truly didn't anticipate today's banquet. I didn't expect these few people could eat so much!"
Before the person arrived, a hearty laugh was heard in the kitchen. Moments later, an elegant, noblewoman-like woman entered with several maidservants.
"Queen!"
"Queen!"
"Queen Frigga!"
Everyone in the kitchen put down their work and greeted the woman. The person who arrived was none other than the Queen of Asgard, Goddess of Magic Frigga.
"Alfheim sent over a batch of Elf Flower Nectar! I brought some over. You've all worked hard too, everyone share some!"
Queen Frigga picked up several crystal bottles from a maidservant's tray nearby. The viscous honey inside the crystal bottles emitted a warm radiance like sunlight. Queen Frigga personally handed them to the busy kitchen staff members one by one.
At this moment, the busy kitchen staff members seemed to forget their fatigue, expressing their gratitude to the Queen with joyful laughter.
"Andhrímnir!" Queen Frigga walked up to the female chef with the last bottle of Elf Flower Nectar, looking at this former Valkyrie with some heartache.
Who could have imagined that this plump female chef, who was now as round as a barrel, was once an invincible Valkyrie who dominated the battlefield in her youth! Queen Frigga also understood that what happened back then might have been too cruel for Andhrímnir. All her comrades-in-arms who fought alongside her died at the hands of her own daughter.
And in Andhrímnir's eyes, all of this might have been just because of the power struggle within the Aesir royal family, causing her to lose her sisters and comrades-in-arms! Andhrímnir skillfully prepared the pork hock in her hands, as if she hadn't noticed Frigga beside her at all.
Frigga sighed, placed the Elf Flower Nectar, which could beautify and nourish, on the long table nearby, and turned to leave.
"I sensed the Demonic Aura on those plates. Did something happen in Asgard?"
Just as Queen Frigga turned around, a voice sounded from behind her.
"Don't forget, Asgard still has Valkyries!" Andhrímnir silently added in her heart, "Even if only I am left!"
"It's nothing! Just some guests!" Frigga waved her hand without turning her head.
"Rumble!"
Suddenly, a peal of thunder sounded in the sky. Frigga and Andhrímnir both looked up and outside, only to see dazzling bolts of lightning in the sky turning into silver serpents, tearing through the sky of Asgard and striking towards the banquet hall.
"Not good!" Queen Frigga's heart trembled. She lifted her long skirt and ran towards the banquet hall.
