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Chapter 177 - Chapter 175: Nine Realms Come to Congratulate

Coronation and ascension to the throne have never been small matters, and Jotunheim made every effort to make it as grand as possible.

Even Rimuru, who wasn't particularly invested, felt the solemnity of the Jotunheim people and couldn't help but be influenced by the atmosphere.

The celebration.

The entire Jotunheim Royal City was a sea of people.

All the prominent figures among the Frost Giants gathered together.

Most of these people originally had no right to set foot in the Royal City, but because of Rimuru's bestowal of names, they suddenly gained that qualification.

Precisely because of this, the entire Royal City's appearance became even more magnificent, even giving off a sense of prosperity with abundant talent.

This made the elders chuckle incessantly; how many years had it been since they last witnessed such a magnificent sight?

Was the Frost Giant race going to reach new heights under the leadership of King Rimuru?

The elders, especially those who had witnessed the prosperous era of the Frost Giant race, were incredibly excited.

Boom!

Just then, a seven-colored rainbow light descended outside the Royal City.

All the Frost Giants inside the Royal City immediately tensed up, many even drawing their ice blades.

They were not unfamiliar with this rainbow light; it was Asgard's Bifrost Bridge!

What were the Asgardians doing here for the King's coronation?

The Frost Giants stirred, their killing intent boiling.

However, at this moment, a clear divine voice resonated in everyone's minds.

"Asgardian Crown Prince, Thor, accompanied by Heavenly Palace warriors, specially presents gifts for King Rimuru's coronation!"

The divine voice was vast and mighty, instantly stirring up huge waves in Jotunheim.

Crown Prince Thor of Asgard specially came to congratulate the King on his coronation?

They hadn't misheard, had they?

Odin conquered the Nine Realms, defeated Laufey in Earth, and even took the casket of ancient winters.

Although Jotunheim later submitted, they harbored a deep hatred for Asgard.

Whenever there was an opportunity, Jotunheim would undoubtedly be the first to kick them when they were down.

Not long ago, Jotunheim even waged war on Asgard, and both nations suffered heavy casualties. Would Asgardians be so kind?

This was the common doubt resonating in the hearts of the Jotunheim people!

"Guests are welcome, please!"

As Rimuru's voice rang out, the warriors guarding the Royal City moved, clearing a path for Thor and the Heavenly Palace visitors.

When they saw that there were indeed only a few Asgardians, especially with large amounts of gifts, the Jotunheim people exchanged glances.

They really came to give gifts?

An Asgardian official sang out loudly, "Congratulations to King Rimuru on his coronation! Asgard specially offers 10 golden apples, 100,000 cattle, 100,000 sheep, grain, silk, magic potions..."

Upon hearing Asgard's gifts, the entire Jotunheim immediately became agitated.

These gifts were too valuable!

Especially the golden apples; even in Asgard, only the royal family was qualified to enjoy them. They were not only sacred healing items but also capable of refining divine power and prolonging life.

As for cattle, sheep, and grain, those were exactly what Jotunheim urgently needed at the moment.

They never expected Asgard to offer so much at once.

It should be known that not long ago, the three nations waged war on Asgard, and the entire kingdom of Asgard was plunged into a state of extreme cold and heat.

Even now, the climate has not fully recovered, and the extent of the losses is unknown.

It can be said that Asgard is currently in its most difficult period.

To be able to offer so many gifts at once was truly remarkable!

The King truly has great prestige!

Seeing Thor stride forward with powerful steps, Rimuru couldn't help but praise, "Thor, you've matured so much. You're increasingly showing the demeanor of a King!"

"That's right. People always have to grow!"

Thor also felt endless emotion. It had only been a few days, and his little master had changed so much.

The change from blue to golden hair meant nothing to Thor.

What he perceived more was the transformation of Rimuru's divine power, vast as an abyss and deep as the sea, terrifyingly more powerful than before by countless times.

Thor already felt he couldn't quite understand his little master anymore!

"Come and sit!"

"Okay!"

Thor didn't hesitate and immediately sat in the VIP seat next to Rimuru.

Seeing the interaction between Rimuru and Thor, an immense sense of pride welled up in the hearts of the Jotunheim people.

King Rimuru, this was their new King!

Even the Crown Prince of Asgard was respectful in her presence, showing the courtesy of a junior. How amazing!

Just then, on the ground outside the city, a magic circle suddenly lit up.

Following that was a violent fluctuation of magic teleportation.

The Jotunheim people immediately bristled. Was Asgard playing a trick?

Several of Rimuru's personal guards drew their cold blades.

As long as Thor dared to make any move, they would absolutely protect the King with their lives.

Thor still couldn't help but feel his hair stand on end. This was a warrior's instinct telling him that someone was eyeing him menacingly.

Moreover, they could pose a threat to him!

Looking at the few Frost Giant guards, Thor couldn't help but be startled.

The Jotunheim people seemed to have collectively become more handsome? Was it an illusion?

Also, there were so many Frost Giants qualified to enter the Royal City!

Thor raised an eyebrow, recalling what Heimdall had told him not long ago.

Was this the change Master brought to Jotunheim?

Truly amazing!

Just as Rimuru was reassuring her personal guards, a magical voice transmission once again resonated in everyone's minds.

"Vanaheim, Freyr, God of Harvest, specially comes to congratulate King Rimuru on his coronation!"

Boom!

As Freyr's words fell, the place immediately became tumultuous.

Who was Freyr?

He was definitely one of the executioners most hated by the Jotunheim people. Countless Frost Giants were beheaded by the Sword of Victory in Freyr's hand.

Laufey had fought Freyr countless times, both openly and secretly, but he just couldn't kill him!

Of course, the Jotunheim people were never polite to the Vanir.

If given the chance, they would definitely bite them until they were in unbearable pain.

The Vanir came to congratulate King Rimuru on his coronation?

They weren't just a weasel paying respects to a chicken, were they?!

Not to mention others, even Rimuru was exceptionally curious.

She had deep ties with Asgard, but she truly had little interaction with Vanaheim.

Last time, when the three nations waged war on Asgard, the "Bandits" of the Vanir were dealt with by Asgard itself.

Across the Royal City, Rimuru and Freyr exchanged glances from afar.

In just an instant, Rimuru felt a vast, magnificent, and burning divine power like the Sun from Freyr's body.

No wonder some called Freyr the Sun God; his divine power was indeed powerful and pure.

Holding the Sword of Victory, he was even slightly stronger than the current Thor.

Thor, the divine power of the Lord of the Heavenly Palace within him, was only just beginning to sprout; he was still too young!

Seeing Freyr, Rimuru somewhat understood Odin's anxiety.

The Nine Realms were indeed full of monsters!

There wasn't a single weak kingdom!

What Rimuru didn't know was that Freyr's entire body was trembling at this moment.

He had just used a secret method to peek at Rimuru and was so shocked that he broke out in a cold sweat.

In Freyr's eyes, Rimuru's divine power was pure to the extreme, almost overflowing.

The last time he sensed such pure divine power was from Father of the Gods Odin!

So strong!

Freyr's attitude immediately became even more respectful.

"Congratulations to King Rimuru on his coronation! Vanaheim specially offers the Golden Ring, golden apples, a divine garment woven from the golden fur produced by Gullinbursti, one hundred barrels of honey brewed by Beyla herself, a thousand acres of divine plants, a city of flowers, grain, cattle..."

As the Vanir official's chant echoed, the entire Jotunheim fell silent.

The Vanir offered such a grand gift?

Illusion, this must be an illusion!

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