Although it has always been a double-standard party between Professor X and Magneto, there are many doubts about Eric's credibility. But since neither father felt that there was anything wrong with him being a mutant under the noses of MI6, which was subordinate to the British government, West was obedient and recuperated under the watchful eye of the agents.

In fact, it was not difficult to heal the penetrating wounds on his body - just looking at the wound on the boy's left chest, which took two days to go from terrifying to almost scabbed, you can imagine how quickly he recovered. But the problem is that the skin and flesh injuries are easy to nourish, but the blood loss cannot be replenished in a while. With West's current state, let alone fighting, even if he got up and walked from the door of the ward to the stairs at the other end, he would be dizzy for a while.

"It doesn't feel good, really...... Although I have tried my best to cooperate with the treatment, there are some things that I really can't help me. ”

As he said this, the brown-haired boy was sitting on the bed and slowly nibbling on the freshly baked puffs that Jarvis had ordered for him from the Internet. Since waking up that day, the Avengers, who somehow got the news, have gone against the norm and have taken the initiative to call him one by one - of course, except for Steve, a good old man, they are basically gloating, which is a perfect interpretation of what it means to be two-faced and three-stabbed...... For this kind of bad friends whose conscience has been eaten by the Hulk, West is too lazy to pay attention. After all, compared to those bastards, he has a lot of headaches - such as the big boy who is sitting on the edge of the bed with a blank face and must give his own explanation.

"Am I not alive, Colin." I was stunned by the light gray eyes that looked like Merlin. West raised his hand with a sad face, feeling that the puff he had just eaten was now as heavy as a lump of lead in his stomach:

"It was just a car accident. You don't know how many of these accidents happen in a day in the UK, but I'm just more unlucky to bump into ......"

Naturally, he couldn't explain the real reason for his injury, otherwise it would be difficult for West to explain it even if he was covered in mouth. It was probably Colin Burens who left him with a mostly silly white and sweet image, so the brown-haired boy began to talk to him so nonsense without any burden.

"Ah, car accident."

But obviously, although he didn't explain his identity for the time being, Colin, or Merlin, the ** master of a thousand years later, didn't intend to let him be sent away so lightly - what kind of hell is West, he has always known the roots, and with those accumulated convictions, he has to believe him in this kind of thing is his brain is in water.

Picking up the bedside medical records with a blank face, Colin slowly raised his head, stared at the bastard with gloomy eyes, and sneered:

"West Xavier, tell me about a normal person who can have a car accident and have a 'sharp blade piercing the waist and abdominal muscles and tearing the right lobe', and "rescue for seven hours and get out of danger'?!!! ”

"......" never expected that the doctor at MI6 would be so responsible and write the medical records in such detail. West, who was ruthlessly exposed to the lie, shrunk his neck and laughed dryly: "...... I can explain. ”

"No need."

You can guess a little bit. Now in this era of countless superpowers, he doesn't think that a person with powerful abilities like West will be ordinary, Colin just thinks that he is like other superheroes to 'save the world', but he can't imagine that the boy who met him for a thousand years has been a man of this era from the beginning. And that scary-sounding wound was the result of the first time he saved the wrong person on the cliff that he regretted for a thousand years.

Finally glared at West, but finally couldn't get past his pitiful appearance. Colin sighed silently, the slight anger in his eyes that belonged to Merlin, and when he looked at him again, he had already replaced it with the naïve ignorance that he had always concealed in front of the boy, belonging to Colin Burens.

"You're scaring me to death, Serena Williams." Aggrieved wrinkled his nose, his eyes were full of dissatisfaction and grievances for his friend, and the boy made a gesture to pounce on him and strangle the young man's neck:

"Do you know how worried I was when I called you and was told you were in the hospital? As a result, you didn't know how to reply to me when you woke up, and I ran for so many days in vain, looking for such a place in London! ”

"Yes, yes, it's all my fault, don't pinch me so hard...... Woo no! It doesn't work to bite!! ”

Panicked by the boy's howl, West stretched his neck to avoid Colin's 'attack' and shoved the puff strap into his hand: "Eat here, don't eat me!" ”

"That's pretty much it."

Dragged the bag and swept the other snacks on the boy's lap into his arms. Colin rolled his eyes at the ceiling, and with ease, he dismantled the most expensive of the puddings:

"You'll enjoy it if you live in a hospital, these things aren't cheap in London, are they?"

“…… I don't know. ”

Shrugging his shoulders and saying this, West unconsciously glanced at the tablet at the head of his bed.

In fact, he really didn't know how much it was worth, after all, the bill hadn't been handed to him - after hanging up a dozen calls from the Avengers Mansion in quick succession (among which he had accidentally pressed Steve's, and the venerable Captain America thought he was angry with him too), the guys who knew that the dog couldn't spit out ivory in their mouths also stopped, began to care about his body sincerely, and exchanged information in recent days by the way. And these snacks were ordered and delivered to him by Tony Stark at that time through the intelligent butler...... Although they insisted that it was a congratulatory gift to celebrate West's half-dead return in the hospital, West, who had long learned to put a filter on his ears, remained unmoved, and naturally heard that it was not mixed with any false condolences.

- I really don't understand how those people live under the same roof together, and they haven't blown up the building until now.

After being baptized or devastated by the spirit of the Avengers or arrogant or black-bellied or poisonous tongues, West wiped his face sadly. In this era when the friendship boat is overturned, plus everyone can toss, it really makes people worry about their future.

Shaking his head, he decided to go back and count Tony's hospitalization expenses as well. West turned his head to look at the boy who was eating, and secretly reached out and flipped the tablet under his pillow.

- Well, didn't he think that Jarvis would hold a grudge against him and Colin when he fed everyone else everything he picked out.

'......' is silently speculated by the innocent AI who is maliciously speculated.

"Okay, since you don't have any big problems, I can go back with confidence...... I don't know what hospital you are staying in, so I give 30 minutes to visit, and one person can only come once. ”

Slurred swallow what is in your mouth. Seeing that the time was up, the agents outside were coming to catch up, and Colin didn't pay much attention and got up to leave. He had hurried to London to make sure that West was well, and since the scourge still seemed alive, he was going back to Oxford.

He's been looking for so long, he's spent so long. Now that I meet the teenager again, I won't let it go again. And for the same reason, if you can't confess your identity, you don't have to be in a hurry, chase after it, and make people suspicious.

- He has patience, he can wait.

But I didn't know that the future had been predestined by someone. Wess nodded, not much to hold. After all, now that he is on someone else's territory, and there are more powerful enemies watching, it is enough for Colin to come to see him once, and if he stays any longer, I am afraid that he will be targeted.

So, without thinking too much, the brown-haired boy held his chin and watched the boy stand up. Before turning to leave, Colin seemed to suddenly remember something, dragged the schoolbag that was casually thrown on the ground, and slowly took out a box from it...... Iron Man model?!

Putting the fanged Stark at the head of the bed, his tone was very sincere:

"I brought you condolences and almost forgot."

“……”

"It's expensive, I guess you'll like it."

“……”

"Or do you actually want Captain America more than Iron Man?"

“……”

- Can I not want any of them?

Looking at the figures with the same coquettish posture and color matching dog belts as the deity, West turned his head silently, feeling that his whole heart was dripping blood.

……

So, when Eric walked in the door, the first thing he saw was his son holding a tin man, his eyes glazed and sluggish, as if he had been hit hard.

Glancing at the red-gold model in West's hand, and then at the stunned expression on his face, Magneto's eyes suddenly became very strange.

"You...... It's finally time for that. ”

A little relieved, but also a little melancholy. He patted the young man's shoulder with rare kindness, although the age difference was a little bigger, and that Stark temper was a little frivolous, but as long as West didn't mind, as the only father who was by his side now, Eric naturally wanted to express his support for the junior on behalf of Charles.

"Huh?"

Before he could recover from the blow of receiving Stark's model from Colin without the backbone, West looked up suspiciously and looked at his second father, who was suspected of taking the wrong medicine.

In the next second, he suddenly reacted that Magneto was likely to have misunderstood something:

"No, no, no, Eric, I definitely don't have a crush on Tony Stark, hurry up and forget all those horrible thoughts in your head!!"

"Really?"

Raising half of his eyebrows, he looked at the boy and shook his head very firmly, Eric would not dwell on such a thing. After all, he just said it casually, and in terms of his temperament, if West really didn't deny it, he would have to take some time to talk to Iron Man about life.

- His Magneto's son, even if he is not his own, can't be given away so easily...... After all, he wasn't as talkative as Professor X, and if he had the courage to fight West, he had to be prepared to be rubbed off a layer of skin.

“……”

For some reason, Colin Burrens, who was sitting on the subway, sneezed silently.

"So, you're looking for me?"

Not wanting to talk too much nonsense on this kind of issue, West threw the figure back at the head of the bed and looked up. His dad had always been elusive, so busy with the mutant cause that he couldn't see the end of the dragon - although he was always messed up with it - it was the limit to be in the same place for so long, and it was time for them to say goodbye.

Sure enough, glancing at him, Magneto did not hide it: "I should go." ”

Now Elizhe is still making trouble in the dark, he has been hunted down for so long, and now that he has finally found the whereabouts of that madman, Eric will naturally not give up. On the other hand, his active pursuit can be regarded as a way to protect West, after all, Dr. Yi will only come to trouble the two of them after all, rather than staying together all the time to let people have a spoonful of stew, it is better to act separately, which can create more opportunities for this game.

"I see."

After a little thought, Eric's considerations were understood, and Wysette nodded and clamored to go with his father to find his old enemy...... He knew his own situation, and if he was alone, he could not and would never be blinded by this hatred and drag down these people who really thought about him.

"That's good." Nodding, knowing that the boy had always been able to distinguish between the most important and the more important, Eric could breathe a sigh of relief:

"But there's one more thing you need to be aware of, Will. MI6 allows you to recuperate and protect here, and it doesn't come without a price...... Charles has communicated with MI6's top brass that you may soon need to join him - it is a matter of funding for Elijah, and we probably will not turn down this great opportunity to give him a blow. ”

"You're saying MI6 is going to do something to Constance Manor and Lady Aurora?"

frowned slightly, although he did not reject helping the MI6 agents, but he didn't know what Cheng Dù the other party wanted to use him. West, who had suffered a little bit of a loss here, was a little hesitant.

"Yes, but ......"

"I'll be contacted later, so you don't have to worry about it now, Mr. Xavier Jr."

Of course, I know what the teenager's concerns are. Eric opened his mouth and was about to speak, but was interrupted by a sudden sound coming from the ceiling.

Raising an eyebrow, not surprised by agents, West looked up at the camera in the corner.

"Given that you are not physically fit to go out in the field, and our undercover agents have not received any corresponding information, MI6 will not move for the time being."

Sit in front of the LCD screen that fills the entire wall of the branch. The black-haired young man picked up the coffee cup and took a sip, but his gaze still did not take off the screen, and a sharp and bland silence was laid out behind the lenses.

Occasionally, his slender fingers tapped twice on the keyboard, and he paused for a moment before speaking again:

"We have informed Professor Xavier and Mr. Lanshel of the general plan in advance, and all the parts that require your cooperation have been marked. If you want to know, I can always help you here-"

"By the way, I'm the quartermaster of MI6 Agent 00, you can call me Q."