The crowd followed Evenson as he slowly walked towards the interior of the cabin, silent all the way. Especially the members of the action team, even their heads are bowed.

They weren't there during the Battle of New York, and all the information about that battle had been blurred afterwards, so they didn't know about Evenson's earth-shattering blow that turned the tide of the battle, let alone the exact strength of the Avenger.

But now, Evenson put it all in front of them in a very straightforward form.

No wonder, it occurred to Rumlow that the gentleman, when he assigned the task to himself, repeatedly emphasized that he only needed to confirm one thing with careful clichés, and that there should be no other behavior or other thoughts. It turned out that the gentleman was not only worried about the safety of the organization, but this person was not at will.

After everyone came to the lounge, Melinda sat directly on the sofa, her chin in her hands, looking like a thinker, and the expression on her face was a gloomy cloud. She had been in contact with Evenson for a long time, and she had a general idea of how capable the other person was, so she wasn't too surprised now, but worried about something else.

"What's wrong?" asked Claire, looking even more like normal, after all, she had been watching the whole battle in New York.

"It's not a good thing that kid did. Melinda said without looking up.

"What's wrong with me?" said Evenson, looking around and innocently.

"What's the matter? Don't you have a brain?" Melinda blew up, "What do you call covering everything up?"

"The lava will wash everything away, and when they calm down, it will turn into hard granite, isn't it a good cover?" Evenson also looked at the operatives who were standing aside as backgrounds.

The members of the action team immediately nodded wildly, indicating that your old man is invincible.

"Well done?" Melinda stood up and said, "Originally, the incident in the church, an attack by a terrorist organization, or an extremist sectarian vendetta, could have been explained, but now?"

"In this place where the geology is relatively stable, a small volcanic eruption suddenly came, and the eruption process stopped in less than a minute, and its scope happened to cover the church, this kind of thing is much more difficult to explain than just now!"

There's a reason why Melinda is so angry, because she's the only senior agent in the operation, and Evenson is just a consultant, which means that if something goes wrong later, the ultimate responsibility is on her. What's more, this time it's completely self-inflicted.

"Well," Evenson said with a deep groan, "it's not hard to solve, I know a guy called the Science Guy, and they're all very good at explaining this kind of thing, and the conclusions are all very reasonable." ”

"And... If you really can't..."Evenson glanced at Moru, who was pouring alcohol at the bar to suppress the alarm, "You can also find someone to spread rumors in the local area, just say that the people in this church are doing nonsense, and in the end they will be punished by God." ”

Poof! Moru squirted out a mouthful of wine, clutched his heart and lay on the bar and smoking, why should we be punished by God? Our church has been practicing penance for thousands of years, and we have never participated in those miscellaneous things, and the only time we tried a witch, we were beaten by others, so we should be punished by God.

"Don't be unhappy. Evenson said to Moru, "The Son of the Demon has lost such an important treasure in your hands, and if I were God, I wouldn't have killed you with thunder." ”

Yes, whatever you say, who made you the boss. Moru gave Evenson a resigned look.

His impression of Evenson has changed dramatically now. At the beginning, he thought that Evenson was just the bureaucratic leader of this group, and their main combat force should be the witch from Kama Taj and the 20 special operators, but he didn't think that the other party was the big boss.

"The Avengers... Scythe Lord?" asked Moru tentatively.

"It's an honor to know me. Evenson said with a flat expression. The Avengers' prowess is kept secret, but their names have long been known.

"Our organization has long heard that there is a powerful dark wizard in the Avengers. But I didn't expect—" Moru looked at Evenson carefully, "I didn't expect you to be so young. "The power of magic is different from mutation, it can't be achieved overnight, it requires a wealth of knowledge and experience. So those powerful magicians are all white-bearded. "Or... What forbidden spell did you use to forcibly continue your life to maintain your youth?"

"I'll do that spell—" Evenson unconsciously made a push motion, "but not yet." ”

"Don't talk about that..."Evenson interrupted with a wave of his hand, and Moru, who was about to continue asking, "It's less than four days before the winter solstice, and we're quite pressed for time, so... Shouldn't you tell me what you know?"

Moru took a sip of his wine and made it to the couch across from Evenson, "What do you want to know?"

"The information of the mother and son. Evenson said.

"That child's name is Danny, which is what you call the Son of the Devil. Moru pulled out a picture and placed it on the table, "His mother's name is Nadia, a gypsy, originally a villainous woman named Carrigan, and later when she was dying, Locke found her and gave her a chance to live, and on the condition that he give birth to Danny." ”

"Carrigan, the mercenary's shame?" asked Evenson, curiously.

"That's right. Locke said.

Evenson's expression was even stranger. Nadia is Carrigan's woman, and Locke slept with her and gave birth to a child, and Carrigan, who likes to be a father, is now actually doing things for Locke... Hey, this guy has such a big heart.

"Originally, we were going to send this child to the temple in the near future, as long as it was safe there. A look of regret appeared on Moru's face, "I didn't expect this to happen suddenly." ”

"It's okay..."Evenson picked up the photo on the table and looked at it, then handed it to Rumlow, who understood, immediately scanned and uploaded the photo, and now any camera in the world, as long as it captures this face, it will be immediately fed back here. "We will find him and send him to your temple. ”

"Let's hope so," said Moru, touching the cross around his neck.

At this time, Melinda made a gesture to Evenson, called Evenson aside, and asked directly, "Are you really going to do what he said?"

"Do you have a better way?" asked Evenson.

"I don't believe in that temple. Melinda frowned and said, "I think this is the safest place, this plane is a fortress in the air, it can fly continuously for a month without landing, it can also carry out stealth flights on vision and radar, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s bases around the world, and it can also give us air supplies." ”

"And we can also apply for fighter formation escort, not to mention the person who is ashamed of the mercenaries, even if it is the army of an ordinary country, it is impossible to shoot us down easily. ”

"So why don't we bring that kid here? Just drag it through the winter solstice and it's over." ”