Paladin of Asgard

In a clearing in the Golden Palace, Thor is wrestling with Vostagg.

Even in Asgard, Thor's figure is definitely considered a handsome man, tall, strong, and powerful.

However, Vostagg has a monster figure, not only more than two meters tall, but also a waist circumference of more than two meters. The strong Thor looks like a child in front of him.

Thor was still young at this time, so there was almost no suspense, and Thor was finally thrown to the ground by Vostagg.

"Vostage, you are too fat." Thor fell to the ground and panted.

Verstagg patted his mountainous stomach and said with a smile: "Fat is also meat, and sometimes its effect is no less than that of muscle."

Thor: "I don't think so."

Vostagg sat down: "You can try to gain weight, Thor, and maybe you will change your prejudice against fat."

Thor shook his head: "No, I definitely won't become your figure."

"Okay." Vostagg took out a lamb chop out of nowhere, and ate it on the spot, and soon his mouth was full of oil.

Seeing that he was eating so deliciously, Thor hesitated for a while: "Give me a taste."

"Don't you want to keep in shape?"

"Just one bite."

"..."

At this time, Loki passed by humming a little tune, and Thor waved at him: "Loki."

Loki seemed to have noticed the existence of his brother at this moment, and turned to look at Thor: "By the way, Thor, have you heard about Sif?"

"Sif...what's wrong?" Thor frowned slightly.

Loki came over: "Haldo found another new love, and Sif broke up with him."

"What! Haldo, that bastard!" Thor couldn't help but get angry, stood up abruptly, and stretched out his hand.

"Boom—" He only heard a roar, and Mjolnir was summoned into his hands.

"What are you doing?" Loki asked quickly.

"I'm going to teach that bastard a lesson!"

Loki: "And let Haldo go back to Sif?"

"This..." Thor was speechless, his brows furrowed even tighter.

After a while he said, "I'm going to see Sif."

Speaking of Thor was about to leave the Golden Palace, Loki also left together.

"Are you going with me, Loki?" Thor was a little surprised.

Rocky: "No, I'm going out to another place."

"Where?"

Loki smiled, didn't answer, and left on his own.

Thor left the Golden Palace and arrived at the door of Sif's house not long after. He raised his hand and knocked on the door: "Sif, it's me, Thor."

Sif was sitting alone on the bed in the room, staring at the wall absently. When she heard Thor's voice, she couldn't help but tremble, and she was about to get up and go out to open the door.

However, she hesitated, not only that, tears gradually appeared in the corners of her eyes, and finally buried her head between her legs and sobbed softly, and did not open the door.

She has an outstanding appearance and a gentle and cheerful personality. She has always had many suitors, and Thor is one of them.

In fact, it was Thor and Hallor who pursued her most fiercely.

Sif finally chose Haldo, but now Haldo has ruthlessly abandoned her, and this embarrassment made her unable to face Thor.

"Sif!" Thor was still calling her name outside.

Sif just covered her mouth and sobbed more and more.

"Sif—it's me!"

Thor waited outside for a few minutes, but Sif didn't come out to open the door, so he couldn't help frowning, lost in thought.

Isn't Sif home?

He called again, "Sif, are you not home?"

This time, Sif wiped away her tears in the room, hesitated for a moment, and finally decided to get up and go out to open the door.

Yet in this moment of her hesitation, Thor came to his own conclusions.

"It seems that Sif is indeed not at home, alas..." He shook his head, turned and left with a sigh.

When Sif opened the door and looked around, she found that there was no one there.

She stood silently at the door like this, without responding for a long time.

Until a tall and burly figure appeared not far away: "Sif!"

But it was not the Thor she expected, but a man wearing a mask and holding a tomahawk.

"Harokin..." Sif forced a smile.

"What did that bastard Haldo do to you, did he really run off with a cousin?" Harokin said emotionally.

"It's nothing." Sif shook her head with a tired voice, not wanting to say anything, "Sorry, I want to rest."

With that, she closed the door and went back into the house.

"Sif!" Harold patted on the door, but Sif didn't respond.

After a while, he was still emotional: "That bastard should pay the price!"

Then he took the battle ax in his hand and turned to leave.

A clothing store.

"Dear Haldo, what do you think of this dress?" Lorelai said, wearing a long green dress, turning around in front of Haldo.

"Of course you are beautiful, you look beautiful in anything you wear." Hallo said foolishly.

Lorelai smiled, and picked again in the store, choosing one to try on: "What about this one?"

This dress happened to be the same as what Sif often wears. Seeing this, Haldo couldn't help asking, "Why are you wearing Sif's clothes?"

As soon as the words fell, his eyes showed a bit of confusion, as if he was recalling something, he murmured: "Sif..."

"Sif..." After saying the name several times, a thin layer of sweat soon oozed from Haldor's forehead, and his body trembled slightly, as if he was in some kind of struggle.

Lorelai was startled when she saw this, and quickly stepped forward to hug him: "Haldo, tell me, who is the person you love?"

"Of course... it's you, my Lorelai." Hallo regained his obsession, looked at Lorelai and said affectionately.

Lorelai smiled, leaned into his ear, and said softly, "Use me well tonight, you know..."

The two left the clothing store cuddling.

However, not long after walking, a roar came from nearby: "Haldo!"

Hallo and Lorelai turned their heads when they heard the sound, and saw a tall and burly man wearing a mask running towards him with a battle ax in hand.

"Who is he?" Lorelai asked.

"It's Harrogan."

"Harrokin?" Lorelai obviously didn't recognize him.

"He is the craziest person I know, and also... my former rival in love." Hallo said, and then for some reason, a hint of relief flashed in his eyes.

"You betrayed Sif, and I will make you pay!" Harrogin roared and jumped up, holding the battle ax tightly in both hands.

"Go to hell, bastard!"

There was a flash of cold light, Harojin raised his ax and dropped it.

A column of bright red blood soared into the sky, and Haldo's head fell to the ground immediately.

Lorelei was spattered with blood, she was too frightened to respond for a moment.

Harojin was also splashed with blood. He wiped the blood of Haldo who was still hot on his face, looked at Lorelai with his eyes like a beast, and said viciously: "Next it's your turn!"