Chapter 4997

Loki was holding a blanket in his hand, hesitating a little. The best way to cause a commotion was to set a fire. It wasn't that the palace had smoke detectors, but from outside the window one could see that doing so would bring people to stop it in time. But he didn't really like using fire magic, and besides, if Thor came late, staying in the fire would be quite annoying.

Suddenly, Loki felt something, he waved his hand, a portal appeared, and another Loki ran in, exactly the Loki of this universe, the God of Evil.

The Evil God Loki waved at him: "I'm back to get something."

Loki watched him rummaging through boxes and cabinets, so he asked: "What do you want to take?"

"The crown, have you seen my crown?" the Evil God Loki asked, "the one I forged when I was 400 years old, inlaid with radiant gemstones."

"You don't like that crown, do you?" Loki frowned, he of course knew himself best, "You thought the gemstones were tacky and crude, not refined at all, feeling the craftsmen were fooling you, and for that you complained to Thor for a long time."

The Evil God Loki said while rummaging: "You were just complaining? I directly burned down the dwarves' royal court, so that later Thor could only run into the universe to find another dwarven civilization to forge me a crown..."

"You burned the dwarves' royal court???" Loki exclaimed in shock, "Doesn't Odin care???"

"Odin wanted me to apologize, but Thor wouldn't allow it. Besides, it was originally those dwarves' fault; if they hadn't made the crown so ugly, why would I……oh, found it."

The Evil God Loki took out a crown, a very heavy silver crown, with a radiant gemstone the size of a palm set in the center; when sunlight hit it, it shone so brightly it was somewhat dazzling, and around it were inlaid many small gemstones of various colors, all sparkling.

"What are you taking this for?" Loki asked.

"That's none of your business." the Evil God Loki replied, "My brother probably hasn't discovered you're fake, has he?"

"Um, probably not." Loki wasn't entirely sure, because he had already noticed he seemed a bit too well-behaved, completely lacking the arrogant aura of the Evil God Loki.

"Then it's fine." the Evil God Loki waved his hand and said, "I'm leaving now."

After saying that, he walked through the portal and left. Loki still wanted to ask him something, but the next second he was gone. Loki almost wanted to chase after him to ask, but then the door was knocked on.

"What the hell? Why are you still knocking on the door?" Sif stood behind Thor, asking in disbelief.

"He insisted I knock." Thor said, "I just said he's gone mad."

"Please come in." Loki said.

"'Please'?!" Fandral also widened his eyes, "I didn't mishear, did he say 'please' to you???"

Several people rushed in at once, Loki was also somewhat surprised, he saw Sif and instinctively wanted to shout "Your Majesty", but forced himself to hold it back.

"What's wrong?" Sif instead looked grim, then turned her head to look at Thor and said, "Why aren't you looking at me? Shouldn't you first look at my face, then at my hair, and then sneer mockingly?"

Thor turned his head to glance at Sif, saw nothing wrong with her, and before he could say anything, Loki said: "What do you want?"

"Hiss..." Fandral sucked in a breath of cold air, "Shouldn't you be telling us we dirtied your chambers and to get lost?"

"Then why would I let you in?"

"Obviously to scold you lot."

Loki was speechless, he felt that to avoid being discovered, he should act a bit fiercer, so he said: "Then it's not too late for you to leave now."

"All out!" Thor waved his hand, and the four of them just went out.

Loki couldn't help but widen his eyes slightly: No, they really left? Then you came in just to listen to that Evil God Loki scold you? Are you sick?

As a result, he heard those four people outside whispering: "This is definitely madness, not like an act."

"I think so too, indeed it's because you've been locked up too long."

"He's never suffered such injustice since childhood."

"Thor too, really locking him up caused issues, and now he himself feels heartbroken."

Loki was speechless, this universe's Thor and Loki, two madmen, he for a moment didn't know whom to scold.

"Um, that..." Thor stammered, "I said I really didn't want to lock you up too long, the confinement has been lifted, you can go."

"What?" Loki couldn't quite believe his ears.

"I know you've always been sad," Thor said, "so you adopted this distant attitude toward me. If I still have anything to explain, I'm really just worried about you."

"I think you should worry about your own brain." Loki said the most aggressive thing he had said since coming here, "Is your mind normal? Thor?"

"You see, as long as you're happy, you don't call me Your Majesty anymore." Thor shrugged and said, "Well, you won again. But I have to remind you, no matter what you're going to do next, I won't let you succeed, I'm not the same as before."

Loki had already grown tired of arguing with him, he wanted to go to the World Tree to check the situation, if he could let that universe's Thor also gain a portion of the World Tree's power, that would be even better.

"What are you doing?" Thor held a tray of sauces and looked at Loki, "Isn't this your crown? Why are you prying off the gems?"

"Don't bother me, come help quickly." Loki said while prying at the radiant gemstone on the crown, "How was this thing set in, why won't it come out?"

"Dwarven craftsmanship, trustworthy." Thor merely said that, but had absolutely no intention to help, he went to give sauce to others. Loki couldn't help but keep glancing back at him.

"Why... why can't you come help me for a moment?"

"So many people are waiting," Thor said, "and besides, I can't see what important use prying out this gemstone would have."

"I just want to pry it out, won't you help?"

"Then take your time prying it." Thor went to get another tray, "Cold turkey isn't tasty."

Loki stared wide-eyed at him, as if he had done something utterly unreasonable. At this moment Sif seemed to also notice his predicament, walked over and said: "Isn't this the crown you dislike the most? Last time you even wanted to throw it out the porthole into a black hole..."

"What's it to you? Get lost!" Loki turned and went back.

Sif was a bit surprised, but still said with a smile: "Such a big temper, who provoked you?"

"You damn black-haired ugly freak..."

He hadn't finished speaking when "Crack!" came a bolt of lightning, and it precisely struck Loki, without affecting anything around him.

Moreover, this bolt of lightning was the opposite of "loud thunder, little rain"—the light wasn't particularly bright, the sound wasn't very loud, but it struck Loki down to the ground in one hit, and he couldn't get up for a long time.

Thor walked over, crouched beside him and said: "I spared you from exposure because I treat you as a brother, so you'd better treat me as a brother and show some respect to my wife."

"You... cough cough cough cough..." Loki appeared unharmed on the surface, but actually this strike was quite heavy, his whole body went numb, he couldn't stand up at all, he lay on the ground coughing for a long time, not knowing whether it was from anger or pain, his eyes bloodshot.

"I no longer think black hair is bad at all." Sif lowered her head to look at him and said, "I even prefer to think that you don't find black hair bad either, because you yourself have black hair, Loki, what exactly is your mindset in mocking black hair?"

Loki stared fixedly at Sif's back, with some difficulty got to his feet, he wiped the dirt from his face, but found Thor already standing in the crowd, chatting and laughing with others.

He looked at the crown in his hand, the gemstone was already a bit loose, but he had lost patience, so he directly found Selena by the bar, shoved the crown into her hand.

Selena saw that huge gemstone for a moment, her eyes lit up: "Wow, this is way too shiny!"

"Someone who hasn't seen the world." Loki still didn't forget to mock, "Quickly tell me your advice."

Selena put the crown away, leaned against the bar and said: "Go find Jane Foster."

Loki widened his eyes, but before he could speak in anger, Selina said: "Your purpose now is not to challenge Thor's bottom line, because you cannot gamble on whether he wants to settle scores with you, and you cannot bear the consequences."

"Your purpose is to make some amends, even if only to make up for your reckless act of sneaking out, so that Thor at least won't be so angry." Selina continued, "A thousand words are no match for one action; given your feelings for each other, if you help him once, his likelihood of settling scores with you will at least be halved."

Loki slowly calmed down, and he said: "You want me to help him deal with Foster, this possible hidden danger?"

"I'm not asking you to kill her." Selina emphasized, "That would treat the symptom, not the root. You need to find a way to have Ms. Foster speak well of Thor before anyone with ill intent finds her and gets her to speak ill of Thor."

"You mean I can hypnotize..."

"Can't you use some legal means?" Selina said helplessly, "Don't act so much like an evil god, okay?"

"But what kind of legal means could make Jane Foster speak well of us?" Loki spread his hands, "Haven't I already told you what she went through?"

"Then I ask you, if she weren't a love-brain, when Odin first set up whatever test, why didn't she bring up breaking up?"

Loki was somewhat stunned, and Selina sighed: "Things have developed to this point, and they both bear responsibility. If it were me, the moment before the word 'test' hit the ground, if my slap hadn't landed on Thor's face, even if I were clumsy, God wouldn't be worthy to test me, and no one would be."

"You make some sense." Loki rolled his eyes, "If I make Foster recall the past, will she help us?"

"At least she's unlikely to harm Thor, and that's already enough." Selina said, "And you helping Thor resolve the public opinion crisis means he owes you a favor, doesn't he?"

Loki nodded and then said: "Alright, I'll give it a try."

After saying that, his figure vanished.

At this time, Shiler had already come to Sif's side and said: "Help me out, ma'am."

"What's wrong?" Sif was sprinkling seasoning on the roasted beef leg.

"As Sif of this universe, go find Ms. Foster, help her recover her memory, let her recall that you saved her life, and then ask her not to speak ill of Thor."

Sif's hand paused: "Will this work?"

"It should." Shiler nodded and said, "Ms. Foster already has a new family and children, and may not speak for Thor just because of their past romance, but you are different—you sacrificed yourself to save her life, and she will want to repay you."

"Why do you want to help this universe's Thor, Professor?"

"If I'm not mistaken, the ones who went to find Ms. Foster to guide public opinion and who made the seafood overly lively, nearly slapping me, are likely the same group."

Sif laughed: "That fish nearly slapped me too, but I will surely not disgrace my mission, Mr."