He never felt so free in his life.
No Odin to tell him how disappointed he was, no Thor to mock his sorcery, no asgardian to look at him in disgust, no one to disturb him.
It took some time but thank to the man he met, his librabry finally began to grow.
Thanks to a book on egyptian mythology he understood what happened when he met the man.
To think he did not remember such a thing, he decided to read all his books again to make sure to avoid this kind of mistake again.
He spent 1 midgardian year here and he finally began to miss human contact.
At first the silence was just fine but now, it felt heavy on his mind.
As he was about to leave for a midgardian city, a flash of green caught his eyes.
He waved his hand in the direction of the flash and was surprised to feel a light pull of magic.
He appeared near the place where he saw the falsh and was surprised to see a small child on the sand.
He walked to the child and chantlessly put a healing cover on the child. He was small, a kid in midgardian eyes. If he had to give him an age, the kid would be around three or four year old.
He took him in his arms and teleported back to his house, all idea of visiting a midgardian city forgotten.
The child had messy black hair and green eyes. If someone else in asgard saw this kid, they would have tought he was loki's bastrard child.
Though the physical wound on the child concerned him. From the mark he could see despite the baggy clothes, someone had maltreated him. He waved his hand a few time making the old clothes and scars disappear. Satisfied he created a pajama and put it magically on the small , making sure the kid was sound asleep, levitated him to the bedroom.
He left the room and went to the scrying room. Focusing on the land around him he saw a man encased in an armor of iron flying to a nearby town but nothing else. Seeing that nothing was coming after the child he chanted a few word and the scrying went to a small house were a couple and a child were eating. It then focused on small espace under the staires. He frowned at that and focused again. Inside it a saw what looked like a small makeshift bed but nothing that indicated that it was a kid's room.
He stopped the spell and went back to the bedroom to see if the kid was still asleep. He forgot to put a warning charm on the kid before leaving.
When he finally entered the room he saw that the kid was still sleeping. Whatever happened, it took a lot out of the kid. Putting a warning spell on the kid, he went back to the scrying room and looked around the world again.
After a few hours he finally stopped. He took out a parchment and noted a few things he would need to keep up with the midgardian news. He would just need to invokes those items here and the energy source would be easy to make using a few spellmade artefact.
He was about to begin the invocation spell when the alarm spell magic rang on his mind.