Karnilla pursed her lips, looking at Aaron on the stage, who was brazenly exuding Kingly Divine Power and radiating confidence. She fell into confusion.
At that moment, she sensed Aaron's scrutinizing gaze. Karnila forced a smile, met Aaron's eyes, and slowly nodded.
She noticed Sif accompanying Aaron and then looked thoughtfully toward Thor.
"Great king of the gods, Your Majesty Aaron, on behalf of all the Light Elves of Alfheim, I express my most sincere blessings and greetings to you."
A middle-aged man with long golden hair, pointed ears, and a tall, straight figure walked up holding fine wine, respectfully greeting Aaron.
Loki, who had been following closely behind Aaron and Sif like a loyal lackey, immediately whispered, "Uncle, this is the Light Elf King, the Master of Alfheim."
Hearing this, Aaron nodded slightly to him. "Thank you for your blessing."
He took a sip of the fine wine and prepared to leave with Sif.
Seeing this, the Light Elf King quickly said, "Wait, Your Majesty. I heard His Majesty Odin say that you have recently become very fond of learning new magic?"
"Hmm?" Aaron was puzzled.
Had he said that?
Although the Light Elves were indeed skilled in magic, with Loki's and Odin's magic repositories at his disposal, he was not so eager to fuse magic characteristics.
"Ahem, I have a daughter. Her name is Savannah. She has perfectly inherited all the advantages of the Light Elves."
He subconsciously glanced at Sif, and seeing the sweet smile still on her face, he quickly added a clarification.
"I mean, the magic advantages. She has always been immersed in magic research, oblivious to worldly affairs. Recently, she heard that someone who wields great magic has appeared in Asgard and is pursuing the future of magic."
"So she hopes to discuss magic knowledge with you."
Aaron instantly understood.
Could this be the maid Odin found for him? The efficiency was too fast.
Right away, it was a princess of a kingdom.
Although he didn't yet know what Savannah looked like, judging solely by this convenient father-in-law, she definitely wouldn't be bad. After all, in any Universe, the Light Elves were never ugly.
Seeing that the King was a bit uneasy, especially feeling very awkward when facing Sif, Aaron indicated that there was absolutely no need to worry.
He didn't know about others, but as for himself, there definitely wouldn't be any problems.
What? If Sif said no? Then she would first experience vibration + temperature control + perfect muscle mastery + super speed + sense sharing.
If she could last longer than five minutes, she would be impressive.
Before Aaron could speak, Sif exclaimed in surprise, "That's wonderful! Where is Savannah? I can't wait to meet her. Thank goodness, finally someone..."
"Cough!"
Sif reacted and quickly shut up. She almost said some scandalous words.
But there was nothing she could do. Having lost all the dignity of a Valkyrie, she genuinely lacked the confidence to be tough. If someone could help, that would be fantastic.
Savannah sounded like a woman focused on magic. Surely she was even worse than herself?
The Light Elf King and Loki both looked at Sif, whose smile didn't seem fake, in astonishment.
No way, are you serious? You don't mind at all?
Loki thought for a moment and realized.
'As expected of Uncle, formidable in every aspect. Taming the fiercest woman in Asgard in just one day... A role model for our generation.'
The Light Elf King hesitated for a moment, then waved his hand toward the distance.
Soon, a delicate girl, dressed in a beautiful white court gown, with dazzling golden hair and fair skin, walked shyly from the crowd.
She was accompanied by a woman in a green dress, equally stunning in figure and quite agile in appearance. The latter seemed to be Savannah's guard.
"This is my daughter, Savannah."
"This is Savannah's personal guard, Nina, who possesses excellent archery skills." The Light Elf King introduced the two to Aaron.
"You... Hello." Savannah looked at Aaron with a blush, then immediately lowered her head.
Savannah was very shy, seemingly having little contact with outsiders.
Nina, on the other hand, smiled and nodded at Aaron, her eyes filled with curiosity and respect.
Sif, holding the delicate Savannah, nodded with satisfaction. When she saw Nina, who had a good figure but was clearly stronger, she was even more pleased.
This elf should be able to share more of the firepower, right?
"Aaron, I'll take Savannah and Nina to chat first." Sif sought Aaron's consent.
Aaron naturally nodded in agreement.
"Alfheim is a beautiful and peaceful place. I believe it will remain peaceful forever." Aaron casually gave the other party a promise.
The Light Elf King immediately smiled and replied, "With Your Majesty's protection, I am relieved. On behalf of the elves of Alfheim, I express my heartfelt gratitude to you."
This single sentence was enough to ensure that Alfheim would not be invaded by outsiders, nor would it have to worry about interference in its internal affairs.
The Light Elves excessively advocated peace. Although their magic level was quite impressive, their long-term lack of military training meant they were unable to effectively resist evil invaders.
If not for Asgard's protection, the Dark Elves would have wiped out these traitors first.
With Aaron's promise, those ambitious individuals, before coveting the Light Elves, would have to seriously consider whether they had the ability to withstand the wrath of the most powerful God in history.
In a sense, Aaron was also Alfheim's son-in-law. He couldn't just stand by and watch his father-in-law get stabbed, could he?
Aaron and the Light Elf King exchanged glances, both quite satisfied.
After another small drink, the Light Elf King wisely proposed to take his leave.
Loki continued to introduce Aaron to guests from other realms.
"Is he the Frost Giant from the stories who eats children? Oh my goodness, he's not going to eat me, is he?" A child hiding behind Volstagg peeked out and exclaimed at Laufey in the distance.
Laufey paused upon hearing this, looked over, and showed a terrifying smile.
The child immediately shrank back in fear.
Volstagg, who was holding a large goblet and recounting another version of Aaron's glorious victory against Surtur, immediately looked over with vigilance.
"Don't be afraid. With me here, the Frost Giant wouldn't dare eat my little darling." Volstagg hugged the child, comforting him.
Seeing the wary and fearful gazes of the Asgardians directed at him, Laufey smiled silently.
'A bunch of annoying cowards.'
He had just thought that when—
"Uncle, this is King of the Frost Giants, Laufey. Originally, he didn't want to attend your viewing ceremony. It was I, your nephew, who reasoned with him, convincing Laufey to reluctantly come."
"Huh, Jotunheim is actually the only guest here who didn't bring a gift?"
Laufey, who was just showing off to the Asgardians, trembled all over and slowly turned around.
Seeing Aaron's scrutinizing gaze and Loki's constant embellishments, his heart sank halfway.
Laufey roared inwardly, forcing an ugly smile. "Your Majesty Aaron, hello. This is a gift I present on behalf of the Frost Giants, an ice dagger left by the ancestral Frost Giant. Please accept it."
"We have also prepared a few young Frost Giant beasts. If you are interested, you can notify Heimdall at any time, and we will immediately present them."
As he spoke, Laufey glared at Loki.
That damned unfilial son!