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Chapter 754 Open the Treasury
"Beg me?"
Dwarf King Eitri burst into loud laughter as if he had heard the funniest joke. His beard, soaked with liquor, trembled incessantly. Perhaps due to his drunkenness, he couldn't even hold onto the flask in his hand, dropping it to the ground with a shattering sound.
Loki subtly sidestepped, avoiding the splashing liquor.
"The Little Princess of Asgard actually has a day to beg me? This is Big News, hahaha!"
After a while, seemingly done laughing, Eitri wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, still chuckling as he asked, "Alright, alright, tell me, what exactly do you want me to forge for you? This is the only aspect you'd ever need to beg me for, isn't it? Are your pair of short swords not working well anymore?"
"That's not it." Loki shook her head. "I just want you to forge something that can help me prank Thor."
"Prank the God of Hammers? That's a good idea." Eitri propped his hands on the armrests, looking excited. "Quick, quick, tell me all about it!"
Loki revealed a sly smile, but anyone who knew her well would see that there was no amusement in her eyes, and not a trace of her unique trickery was visible.
"That's not urgent, Uncle Eitri…" Loki snapped her fingers, and a green smoke rose from the ground, forming a vortex. When the smoke dissipated, a wine jar half a person tall stood beside them.
"A small token, not worth much, but etiquette must be observed when asking for favors. This is fine wine from Asgard, I remember Uncle Eitri, you crave this."
"Oh~" Eitri's eyes widened like copper bells. "Quick, quick, Little Princess, as long as you give me this treasure, don't even mention pranking Thor, I can even forge another Gungnir for you."
Loki didn't speak, she touched the wine jar, hesitated for a moment, and then used magic to send the wine jar into Eitri's hand.
The wine jar had just floated in front of Eitri when he grabbed it with both hands, slapped off the mud seal on top, and then tilted his head back, gulping down large mouthfuls.
Watching Eitri drink heartily, a hint of guilt flashed in Loki's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a resolute look. She quietly waited for Eitri to finish drinking the liquor.
"Hah!" Eitri drank half of the wine jar in one go. He wiped his mouth and asked with curiosity, "This isn't like you, Little Princess. You weren't this rule-abiding before. Today, you not only gave me the remuneration first, but you're even standing there obediently waiting for me to finish drinking. How strange."
As soon as he finished speaking, Eitri felt his head spin. He figured it must be the wine taking effect. After all, he had already drunk quite a bit of wine before this wine jar, and he was well aware of how potent Asgardian wine was.
Eitri shook his head, wanting to clear his mind. After all, he couldn't just take someone's gift and not do the business. If he passed out drunk like this, he'd probably be out for two or three days.
But it would have been better if he hadn't shaken his head. With that shake, Eitri felt even dizzier. Even Loki in front of him seemed to multiply into three or four, and that was definitely not right.
"What…'s going on?" Eitri clutched his head, feeling the world spin around him, and finally collapsed onto the throne.
Loki walked to the throne, and whispered softly, "I'm sorry, Uncle Eitri…"
…
"Boom!"
The colorful light curtain dissipated, and Loki returned to Asgard once more. Waiting for her at the Rainbow Bridge was still the ever-present Heimdall.
"Back so soon?" Heimdall clicked his tongue in wonder. "I thought you'd be staying there for three or four days."
"Uncle Eitri got drunk again." Loki wore a helpless expression. "You know, Heimdall, once dwarves get drunk, even Thor can't wake them up, especially Uncle Eitri, he's even more thick-skinned. I had no choice but to come back first."
Heimdall deeply agreed. The dwarves were indeed skilled craftsmen, but their personalities and attitudes were not good. They were all quirky guys. Those staying in Asgard were already the most agreeable outsiders.
"Well, it seems your prank is going to fall through this time." Heimdall thought to comfort Loki, but unexpectedly, the latter hurried past him, not giving him a chance to continue.
"Let's talk about it next time, Heimdall, I have some business to attend to."
After speaking, without waiting for Heimdall's reply, she transformed into a green smoke and vanished without a trace.
Heimdall looked surprised and doubtful. In the past, although Loki was mischievous, she was still a good girl. Her etiquette was taught by Frigga, and she rarely behaved so rudely.
'Perhaps she really does have business to attend to?' Heimdall could only comfort himself in this way.
The visuals shifted, and Loki had once again arrived at the gate of Odin's Vault. From going to the dungeon to see Laufey, to going to Nidavellir to find the Dwarf King, quite a bit of time had passed.
It was already evening in Asgard, so Asgard was much quieter than daytime, especially around Odin's Vault. Because of its special nature, Odin's Vault was always lightly guarded.
Because the protective magic set up in Odin's Vault was too numerous, not to mention the two rows of statues along the Vault Corridor leading to Odin's Vault, all of which were magic puppets. Once someone tried to force their way into the treasury, these puppets would be activated.
Loki didn't need to worry about these puppets because she was the Princess of Asgard. No one would interfere no matter where she appeared in Asgard, so she wouldn't trigger the attack of these puppets either.
For her, the only problem was the gate of Odin's Vault, and this problem could also be solved today.
The key to Odin's Vault on the surface was only Odin himself, but Odin's Vault also needed maintenance regularly, and once maintenance was needed, the Vault Door had to be opened. You couldn't expect Odin to be present every time.
So the second key hidden in the dark was in the hands of the Dwarf King. Every time Odin's Vault was repaired, the Dwarf King, as the creator, would be present, firstly to open the Vault Door, and secondly to carry out repairs, after all, he built it, surely no one understood how to repair it better than him.
Some might think that this would leave a weakness? In fact, it wouldn't, because the protective magic in Asgard would not allow outsiders to wander around inside. Dwarves were in the ranks of outsiders.
To enter Asgard, one must have the consent of Odin, the God King. Anyone who entered Asgard without his approval was an invasion. Once someone invaded, a pile of protective magic would be triggered. At that time, let alone opening the Treasury, even surviving would be a problem.
It could be said that Odin had done everything for protection, even being wary of the dwarves who were on good terms with Asgard, but he had never imagined that his own family would betray him one day.
Loki looked complexly as she stroked the Vault Door in front of her. She sighed softly, and finally made up her mind, using her finger to draw and write on the gate.
(End of Chapter)
"Beg me?"
Dwarf King Eitri burst into loud laughter as if he had heard the funniest joke. His beard, soaked with liquor, trembled incessantly. Perhaps due to his drunkenness, he couldn't even hold onto the flask in his hand, dropping it to the ground with a shattering sound.
Loki subtly sidestepped, avoiding the splashing liquor.
"The Little Princess of Asgard actually has a day to beg me? This is Big News, hahaha!"
After a while, seemingly done laughing, Eitri wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, still chuckling as he asked, "Alright, alright, tell me, what exactly do you want me to forge for you? This is the only aspect you'd ever need to beg me for, isn't it? Are your pair of short swords not working well anymore?"
"That's not it." Loki shook her head. "I just want you to forge something that can help me prank Thor."
"Prank the God of Hammers? That's a good idea." Eitri propped his hands on the armrests, looking excited. "Quick, quick, tell me all about it!"
Loki revealed a sly smile, but anyone who knew her well would see that there was no amusement in her eyes, and not a trace of her unique trickery was visible.
"That's not urgent, Uncle Eitri…" Loki snapped her fingers, and a green smoke rose from the ground, forming a vortex. When the smoke dissipated, a wine jar half a person tall stood beside them.
"A small token, not worth much, but etiquette must be observed when asking for favors. This is fine wine from Asgard, I remember Uncle Eitri, you crave this."
"Oh~" Eitri's eyes widened like copper bells. "Quick, quick, Little Princess, as long as you give me this treasure, don't even mention pranking Thor, I can even forge another Gungnir for you."
Loki didn't speak, she touched the wine jar, hesitated for a moment, and then used magic to send the wine jar into Eitri's hand.
The wine jar had just floated in front of Eitri when he grabbed it with both hands, slapped off the mud seal on top, and then tilted his head back, gulping down large mouthfuls.
Watching Eitri drink heartily, a hint of guilt flashed in Loki's eyes, but it was quickly replaced by a resolute look. She quietly waited for Eitri to finish drinking the liquor.
"Hah!" Eitri drank half of the wine jar in one go. He wiped his mouth and asked with curiosity, "This isn't like you, Little Princess. You weren't this rule-abiding before. Today, you not only gave me the remuneration first, but you're even standing there obediently waiting for me to finish drinking. How strange."
As soon as he finished speaking, Eitri felt his head spin. He figured it must be the wine taking effect. After all, he had already drunk quite a bit of wine before this wine jar, and he was well aware of how potent Asgardian wine was.
Eitri shook his head, wanting to clear his mind. After all, he couldn't just take someone's gift and not do the business. If he passed out drunk like this, he'd probably be out for two or three days.
But it would have been better if he hadn't shaken his head. With that shake, Eitri felt even dizzier. Even Loki in front of him seemed to multiply into three or four, and that was definitely not right.
"What…'s going on?" Eitri clutched his head, feeling the world spin around him, and finally collapsed onto the throne.
Loki walked to the throne, and whispered softly, "I'm sorry, Uncle Eitri…"
…
"Boom!"
The colorful light curtain dissipated, and Loki returned to Asgard once more. Waiting for her at the Rainbow Bridge was still the ever-present Heimdall.
"Back so soon?" Heimdall clicked his tongue in wonder. "I thought you'd be staying there for three or four days."
"Uncle Eitri got drunk again." Loki wore a helpless expression. "You know, Heimdall, once dwarves get drunk, even Thor can't wake them up, especially Uncle Eitri, he's even more thick-skinned. I had no choice but to come back first."
Heimdall deeply agreed. The dwarves were indeed skilled craftsmen, but their personalities and attitudes were not good. They were all quirky guys. Those staying in Asgard were already the most agreeable outsiders.
"Well, it seems your prank is going to fall through this time." Heimdall thought to comfort Loki, but unexpectedly, the latter hurried past him, not giving him a chance to continue.
"Let's talk about it next time, Heimdall, I have some business to attend to."
After speaking, without waiting for Heimdall's reply, she transformed into a green smoke and vanished without a trace.
Heimdall looked surprised and doubtful. In the past, although Loki was mischievous, she was still a good girl. Her etiquette was taught by Frigga, and she rarely behaved so rudely.
'Perhaps she really does have business to attend to?' Heimdall could only comfort himself in this way.
The visuals shifted, and Loki had once again arrived at the gate of Odin's Vault. From going to the dungeon to see Laufey, to going to Nidavellir to find the Dwarf King, quite a bit of time had passed.
It was already evening in Asgard, so Asgard was much quieter than daytime, especially around Odin's Vault. Because of its special nature, Odin's Vault was always lightly guarded.
Because the protective magic set up in Odin's Vault was too numerous, not to mention the two rows of statues along the Vault Corridor leading to Odin's Vault, all of which were magic puppets. Once someone tried to force their way into the treasury, these puppets would be activated.
Loki didn't need to worry about these puppets because she was the Princess of Asgard. No one would interfere no matter where she appeared in Asgard, so she wouldn't trigger the attack of these puppets either.
For her, the only problem was the gate of Odin's Vault, and this problem could also be solved today.
The key to Odin's Vault on the surface was only Odin himself, but Odin's Vault also needed maintenance regularly, and once maintenance was needed, the Vault Door had to be opened. You couldn't expect Odin to be present every time.
So the second key hidden in the dark was in the hands of the Dwarf King. Every time Odin's Vault was repaired, the Dwarf King, as the creator, would be present, firstly to open the Vault Door, and secondly to carry out repairs, after all, he built it, surely no one understood how to repair it better than him.
Some might think that this would leave a weakness? In fact, it wouldn't, because the protective magic in Asgard would not allow outsiders to wander around inside. Dwarves were in the ranks of outsiders.
To enter Asgard, one must have the consent of Odin, the God King. Anyone who entered Asgard without his approval was an invasion. Once someone invaded, a pile of protective magic would be triggered. At that time, let alone opening the Treasury, even surviving would be a problem.
It could be said that Odin had done everything for protection, even being wary of the dwarves who were on good terms with Asgard, but he had never imagined that his own family would betray him one day.
Loki looked complexly as she stroked the Vault Door in front of her. She sighed softly, and finally made up her mind, using her finger to draw and write on the gate.
(End of Chapter)
