Aaron gestured for her to disregard the formalities.
Sif also said, "We agreed to call each other sisters, so what should you call him?"
Upon hearing this, Savannah's lips moved, and she whispered, "Bro... Brother-in-law?"
Aaron secretly gave Sif a thumbs-up.
"Hmm, that's a good title. Since you and Sif are sisters, you're my sister-in-law. From now on, you can call me that when we're out."
Savannah nodded, her cheeks flushed.
The thought of having a super powerful hero-god king as her brother-in-law made her head spin.
Nina, Savannah's personal guard, who was standing behind her, couldn't help but feel envious.
Everyone said that Aaron would be the strongest being in Asgard and even the Nine Realms, ever.
Even Surtur at his peak was instantly killed by him.
And he was young and handsome, instantly becoming the subject of everyone's eager discussions.
Coupled with the Elf King's constant portrayal of Aaron's perfect image.
Who wouldn't worship him?
"By the way, what were you trying to say earlier?" Aaron asked.
Savannah, still speaking in a soft voice, replied, "Brother-in-law, that..."
"The scenery in Asgard is beautiful, and the landscapes of Nornheim are equally extraordinary. Actually..."
She mustered her courage and looked directly at Aaron, "Actually, the scenery in Alfheim is just as good! The forests are denser, the streams are gentler, and the mountains are taller and more majestic..."
Aaron and Sif exchanged a knowing glance and both laughed.
Savannah, feeling indignant and with a newfound courage, straightened her chest and pursed her lips, "Everything I said is true! If you don't believe me, come and see for yourself!"
Aaron smiled and nodded, looking at Savannah and Nina.
"Of course I believe you. My eyes can see the most beautiful scenery of Alfheim. Everything you said is true, they are very beautiful, not at all inferior. I must experience them properly when I have the chance."
Savannah also smiled at this.
However, she then realized that she had just spoken so fiercely to a powerful god-king, and she wilted again.
She seemed to shrink into herself.
Nina awkwardly pulled Savannah aside, "I apologize, Your Majesty, our princess is a little..."
"I know, a quail... a bit timid, but I believe that will change very soon."
Aaron walked over and patted Savannah's shoulder, lowering his head to look into her amber-blue eyes.
"My glory, your brother-in-law's glory, should also be yours. You can bravely speak to people with your head held high in the future, not whisper like a quail."
"Otherwise... a little timid one like you, everyone will want to bully you!"
Savannah became even more flustered, nodding vaguely, then she reacted and said, "No, my father is the king, my sister is the strongest Valkyrie in the Nine Realms, and I have my brother-in-law... You are the strongest man, the greatest God-King!"
"No one will bully me!"
"Then what about me? Will you let me bully you?"
Aaron suddenly wanted to tease her. Teasing timid people was quite fun.
Savannah bit her lip, quickly looked up at Aaron, and seeing his beautiful golden eyes, she subconsciously nodded, "Only brother-in-law can bully me."
"It's a deal?"
"It's a deal!"
Savannah nodded emphatically.
Aaron's laughter grew merrier, drawing frequent glances from those around him.
People from other realms of the Nine Realms, including Asgardians, saw Aaron chatting so amiably with Savannah and Nina.
They quietly marked Savannah as someone not to be provoked in their hearts.
The Light Elves' deterrent power was almost nonexistent, but Aaron made all the gods tremble!
"Alright, Savannah and Nina, from now on you will stay in Asgard, but I will often be in Midgard, and you can also come to Midgard to visit me and experience a different life."
"If you have any trouble, tell your sister, and Sif will arrange everything for you."
Aaron stopped teasing Savannah. Teasing her occasionally was fine.
Teasing her too much could even lead to a sense of guilt.
Such a pure, innocent, and adorable little timid one needed to be taken good care of.
If she wandered off, she would definitely be abducted.
The kind who would count money for the person who sold her.
Aaron said a few words to Sif, and then Sif took Savannah and Nina to explore.
Savannah's small face blossomed with a smile. She was very happy today.
Nina was also very happy. As the green leaf accompanying the flowers, Aaron could even accurately call out her name.
And he also had the noble Valkyrie help both of them.
This attention made her feel exceptionally pleased, and she unconsciously held her head high and puffed out her chest, her perfect slender waist, sculpted by long-term training, particularly eye-catching.
Of course, others couldn't see it.
Vibrant flowers need careful nurturing and irrigation, receiving ample warm sunlight every day, but they don't necessarily bloom into brilliant flowers and might even grow through walls.
But the accompanying small grass is different.
Just an occasional sliver of light squeezed through the fingers, a few drops of water inadvertently sprinkled, and the grass can grow even more luxuriantly.
And it's especially joyful and cheerful... After bidding farewell to Sif and Savannah,
Aaron did not stay at the banquet.
He disliked such occasions, even though he didn't need to flatter or force smiles. No matter how he responded, there would always be great scholars to interpret his words for him.
They would automatically fill in the blanks and not dare to speak too much.
But Aaron still didn't like it.
After sampling all the fine wines and delicacies,
Aaron left the banquet.
Although he, the protagonist, had left, the scene remained lively.
The atmosphere didn't cool down; on the contrary, it became more relaxed and joyful because of his departure.
Even Laufey, after Aaron left, uncharacteristically drank cup after cup, viciously devouring drumsticks, as if trying to consume Asgard into ruin through this method.
Fandral embraced a serving girl, Volstagg told story after story to his children and wife.
Thor moved through the crowd, perfectly at ease with the banquet.
Whether it was the strongest warriors, nobles, commoners, or foreign dignitaries, they all adapted well to this environment.
Especially the Asgardians, who had been living a leisurely, paradise-like life of eternal technology and long lifespans, envied by the outside world, ever since the Jötunheim peace treaty in 965 AD.
They were the paradise envied by other civilizations in the universe.
They had been degenerating day by day in such a life.
Thor, in particular, had made no progress for a thousand years.
Compared to when they were conquering the Nine Realms, they were actually more like corrupted and degenerate noble knights, looking majestic but actually more skilled at banquets and fonder of fine wine and delicacies.
Aaron took a glance, then melted the so-called dagger left by the Frost Giant Ancestor that he had obtained from Laufey.
["Gigantification (Complete Version of Frost Giant King)": With the energy provided by the Casket of Ancient Winters, you will grow infinitely large...]
["Remnant of Primordial Giant Power (Fusion of Fire Giant, Frost Giant, Stone Giant)": Your physical qualities are further enhanced, and you can continuously absorb energy faster from ice or fire, gaining stronger control over ice, fire, and earth elements.]
The harvest was decent. Aaron could sense that his body cells seemed to have become more active.
The strength of each cell was also further enhanced.
Although it was only a little, for him now, every slight improvement meant a leap in potential and an exponential increase in power!
On average, each cell was probably equivalent to several Skyfathers.
"Aaron, you don't seem to like this environment?"
"You are the protagonist of this banquet, don't you want to enjoy your moment of glory for longer?"
"Celebrating with your people, enjoying fine wine and delicacies, raising a toast..."
Odin walked over from a distance.
He had experienced countless similar scenes.
Although a Nine Realms celebration like today was a first.
But Odin had already seen through it all.
He now only cared about Asgard's future.
"I am human, not a god. Even with the power of a god, I maintain a human way of thinking."
Aaron reiterated that he was not a god, nor Bor's son, Odin's brother.
Odin nodded, understanding.
"You'll get used to it in the future. We have a long life, we always need something to do, don't we?"
"We must learn to live as gods, otherwise, it would be too boring, too dull."
Aaron nodded. He was right; it should be so.
But even if he wanted to enjoy a good life, he needed to be invincible first.
However, in the process of becoming invincible, he didn't mind appreciating the scenery along the way.
No good scenery should be missed!
As for bad scenery... get lost.
And Aaron preferred to explore those sceneries that no one else visited, because they belonged only to him.
Perhaps one day, when he had reached the very top, step by step, he would return here and enjoy his retirement with them.
But not now!
"To enjoy a god-like beautiful life, one must possess power that fears nothing."
"It's a pity... it's not here."
Odin's pupils constricted!.
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Aaron didn't make his words explicit, but Odin vaguely guessed his meaning.
Odin's eyes flickered slightly, "But the problem is now solved. Ragnarok will not happen. Surtur has been torn to pieces by space and can no longer descend upon Asgard."
He had only discussed this with Frigga.
Even Thor was currently unaware.
However, Aaron was not surprised, "Surtur is only one factor, and the threats in the universe are not limited to him."
"Compared to the vast universe, what is Surtur?"
Odin fell silent.
"You see further than I imagined. If Thor had half your vision, how wonderful that would be?"
Thinking of his son, Odin sighed again.
He was already a grown man of fifteen hundred years. When he was that age, Hela was almost born.
However, Thor's gaze still lingered on the small place that was the Nine Realms.