"You're Richard's son?" Roman, the administrator of the Nova Legion, asked Sam. There was a kind of condescending scrutiny in his gaze and tone.

On the other side, the commander of the Nova Legion, Lady Navi Palemy, looked at Sam with the same gaze.

Sam seemed a little reserved, because after Star-Lord's indoctrination all the way, he knew that the two people in front of him were the supreme commanders of the Nova Legion. Arguably two of the most powerful in the galaxy.

"You're more ...... than I thought Well...... Thin a lot. Roman used a more neutral word, but what he was trying to say was that Sam looked weak.

Yes, Sam is certainly not the tall and strong kind. At the age of fifteen, he hasn't grown that tall and mighty yet, and Lee Jay once predicted that Sam would probably be another Peter Parker in the future.

Anyway, if Sam fights against Mindy, a superkiller, without a helmet, Mindy lets Sam have both hands and one foot, and Sam can't beat Mindy.

He didn't seem to think much of Richard. Lady Palemy's gaze was a little more harsh. She circled around Sam twice.

Then he turned to Star-Lord and asked, "Are you sure he's Richard's son?"

Star-Lord replied in a rare seriousness: "Yes ma'am, that should be for sure." Richard's helmet is here, and access to this helmet should only be available to Richard and his immediate family members who have his genes, isn't it?"

Star-Lord hands Sam's Black Helmet to Roman and Palemy. The two took the helmet and looked at it a few times, then called on the legion authority to check the authenticity of the helmet.

The two looked at each other, and Roman spoke first, "Your name is Sam, do you know where your father is now?"

Sam shook his head, he had thought his father had run away from home because of a midlife crisis. Later, his mother said that he left to avoid possible enemies and prevent them from hurting his family.

So Roman and Palemy didn't get much useful information about Sam's inquiry. In fact, they also want to know Richard's whereabouts.

"Kid, it may be unkind to say that, but now I need to retrieve this helmet on behalf of the Nova Legion. Roman, who was in charge of administration, suddenly said this, much to Sam and Star-Lord's surprise.

"No! it's my father's relic!" Sam said as if his father was dead.

"Wait, wait, sir! Star-Lord stepped forward, looking like he wanted to help Sam get the helmet back from Roman.

But Roman staggered Star-Lord with a flick of his hand, deflecting several steps.

Sam was a little more excited, and he took a big step forward, but before he could get to Roman, he was stopped by Palemy.

Ms. Palemy grabbed Sam's hand and kept Sam from moving.

"You're all liars!" Sam's eyes were very unwilling: "You're all liars! This is my father's thing, and you have no right to take it!"

Star-Lord, who had just recovered from his stumbling, pointed at Roman and said, "Mr. Roman, I have a lot of respect for you. But snatching a child's stuff is not the style of a good leader. I suggest you'd better give things back to this kid. ”

Roman squinted at Star-Lord, "Are you going to threaten me, or do you think you can do whatever you want as a member of the Guardians of the Galaxy?"

"Don't forget how much shit you've done, I'm the one who wiped your ass. Last time, I asked you to go to the Golden Man's house to help them protect the energy battery, but the Rocket Raccoon actually guarded and stole it! I haven't settled this account with you yet!" Roman's words made Star-Lord, who had planned to seek justice for Sam, instantly soften.

"That, what. But it's always bad to snatch a child's stuff, right?" Star-Lord's tone softened noticeably. After all, Sam brought Xandar himself, and from a certain point of view, he does have a need to be responsible for him.

Lady Palemy, who was holding Sam, looked at Sam and asked, "Do you really think you can have it now?"

Sam: "What?"

Roman said to Sam and Star-Lord, "I gave this helmet to Richard because he showed me his potential. Even if he is just an ordinary earthling, he has extraordinary qualities and an indomitable spirit. That's why he can have this helmet. ”

"At that time, my spaceship had an accident and fell to Earth, and Richard was foreseen. He helped me fix the ship and showed his selfless character. I invited him to join the Nova Legion, and he came up step by step. And it has become our pride now, the best supernova in the years of the Nova Army. ”

It turned out that Roman was the leader of Richard's entry into the Nova Legion that year. It can be said that Roman is a relationship of teacher and friend to Richard.

"But what about you? Do you have what it takes to become a supernova right now? You haven't shown your qualities yet. Roman made the final decision.

"Sam, the helmet is with me. I'll keep it, and we'll look for your father. Now, if you want to inherit your father's helmet, then study at Nova Legion School. Your identity will be hidden, and you will not be the son of a hero. Just an ordinary candidate selected from Earth. Only if you excel at Nova Legion School will you be awarded the Nova Helmet. Roman said.

At this time, Star-Lord discovered that Roman had a deep meaning in doing this. He nodded in realization, yes. He brought Sam to the Nova Legion School for training, and the people who entered the school for training were elite warriors and outstanding teenagers selected by other planets.

Most of them can only become elite fighters when they enter the school, and only a few are able to wear a Nova helmet when they graduate. Sam goes to school with a supernova helmet and no idea how many people will be jealous.

And let Sam enter the school as the son of a superhero, then his every word and deed will be noticed by everyone. Does what he did fit the status of a hero's son?

This will undoubtedly put a lot of pressure on Sam. Star-Lord felt this deeply.

Roman and Palemy made the decision to keep Sam's helmet for the time being, and also gave reasons. Sam became much calmer when this reason was spoken.

Because Roman is right, do you deserve this helmet now? I still need more training, not the playful practice of the past.

In the square is a statue of his father, who has been visited by aliens of different civilizations on this planet. They have all been photographed together under this statue.

They call my father a superhero, but I want to be a superhero who is not inferior to my father! Sam made up his mind.

Roman and Palemy arrange for Sam to train at Nova Legion School. Star-Lord didn't leave the office with Sam.

Because it is not easy to meet the two leaders of Roman and Palemy directly at once on the planet Xander.

"Quill, I think you might need to go about your business. Ms. Paleme graciously issued an expulsion order.

"Oh yes. Quill waved his hand: "But your Excellency, I still have two things I want to inform you about. ”

Say. ”

"Two things. First of all, I've found some clues in my previous meeting with the Earth Governor. Clues about the Zetarians, about their movements. "Star-Lord probably said something about the possible attack on Earth by the Zetarians according to the confession he had made to Li Jie and the others before.

"Earth is my home planet after all, and the Zetarians are the cosmic pirates we want. I would like to request a batch of assistance from the Legion. Star-Lord made a request to Legion Commander Miss Palemy.

Palemy thought for a moment and nodded: "Approve the aid, we don't allow the Zetarians to swagger and slaughter in the galaxy." ”

"Well, one more thing. After Star-Lord finished talking about the less important things, he began to get down to business: "That's right, I brought some souvenirs back when I returned from Earth Province. I want to contribute these things to the Legion Logistics and Entertainment Department. ”

"Of course it's free, I just want the Legion to be able to allocate a good enough place for me. Is it okay for Lord Roman?" Star-Lord made this request to Roman, who was in charge of managing the administration.

Roman looked suspicious: "Star-Lord, what do you want to kill?, if the work of the Guardians of the Galaxy makes you bored, you can go home and become the Emperor." Your father has come to me many times to complain, and he wants his son to go back to the throne. ”

Hearing Roman say this, Star-Lord waved his hand repeatedly: "No, absolutely not! I don't want to be an emperor, being an emperor is terrible! I love the work of the Guardians of the Galaxy." I love Nova Legion!"

"I'm just providing the Legion with some souvenirs, Lord Roman. Something that will help relax fighters who are physically and mentally exhausted after many missions. (Roman's eyes sharpened) Don't worry! Everything I bring with me is legal and healthy. Star-Lord promised.

"Trust me, Mr. Roman, it's for the good of the Legion!" Star-Lord had never smiled so sincerely in his life.