This TM is simply exciting.

Running wildly through the winding streets of Oxford, West turned around and flashed into the gap between the two buildings, which was no more than two widths apart. While completely hiding his figure in the shadows, he also left behind the cries of his companions.

Including Merlin's roar that made his heart weak.

This is not the second time I have chosen to disappear from your eyes.

Thinking so, he kept praying to God that he would not die too ugly at the hands of the mage in the future. The Hermit turned into a remote path, ignored the walls, and plunged straight into the gardens of the Oxford Botanic Gardens. While the oasis in the middle of the city won't give it enough cover for its next moves, it's better than putting on a superpower battle right out on the street.

'What about them?' ’

'Eighty miles away from you, be careful.' ’

Consciously, he couldn't stop communicating with Charles with a psychic connection, and West stopped behind a leeward hill, panting and crouching down, trying to relieve the discomfort in his chest that was about to explode. After getting his adoptive father's radar-like accuracy, he thumped down the thick ash tree beside him and frowned, his expression more annoyed than ever.

In fact, when he suddenly received his adoptive father's relay on the banks of the Oxford River, he couldn't believe that Elijah, who had just been hit hard by him, had made a comeback so quickly. After all, in his impression, the old enemy who has always pursued stability will have to stop for a few months, and only after the situation on the American side has become white-hot and he has reorganized a new reformer will he come to trouble. But when Charles's help did feel the brainwaves that suddenly entered the suburbs of Oxford, he finally realized that even the ghost and Adelaide had been sent out, and Elizhe's idea this time was definitely not just to add some blockage to himself.

Especially when he's around a whole bunch of ordinary people who probably don't even know what mutants are.

If it's just him and Merlin in this case, forget it. The magic of the archmage has not dared to underestimate since the time of Carmellot, not to mention that after thousands of years of pondering, it is even more powerful that Charles can't see through. But the bad thing is that Arthur and the others are also following behind, he must not let these helpless people get involved in this, and it is too late to think of a reason to persuade them to leave temporarily...... With no other choice, West had to pick the simplest and most stupid method - throw off Merlin and run away.

Although this is likely to hurt that person again, it will also be a headache after the incident. But the situation is urgent, and the most important thing now is to get rid of the three uninvited guests before we can consider the follow-up issues.

Damn it.

Another punch slammed into the trunk. The thought that if Charles hadn't reminded him in time, he might have faced a trickier situation than a one-on-three, and West couldn't help but want to slap himself. It was enough to let Yi Laizhe directly target Merlin without checking before, but now he didn't even predict when the opponent would attack. It seems that he has been really confused recently, knowing that the enemy cannot relax at the moment, but he still allows himself to immerse himself in this illusion of calm...... Had it not been for the preparations around Oxford, where reinforcements would have arrived soon, he would have waited to be replayed in Paris twenty years ago.

Gritting his teeth and feeling someone enter his telepathic range, West picked up his almost cramping legs and continued to stumble deeper into the woods, and Charles took the opportunity to pull consciousness away from his adopted son's brain. Although it would be much easier for him to defend against the mental attacks that had already shrouded him in Adelaide, his consciousness would also affect West himself during the battle, weakening his ability to 'assimilate consciousness', which was actually very dangerous for the teenager. So, Professor X chose to leave the battlefield to monitor every move in the town of Oxford as a whole, and make sure that no one would approach the area - if it weren't for their opponent's seemingly unknown equipment that could shield the brain, he could have helped his adopted son even more.

Soon, as he ran to a winding stream, the hermit was finally stopped.

"Boom-"

Dozens of sharp blades flashing with cold light roared from behind, all of them pierced into the thick hugs of several people. If it weren't for West's instinctive manipulation of the airflow to slash behind him and block those deadly attacks, he would have been the one who was pierced through the sieve by now.

"This greeting ceremony is really warm."

With his arms outstretched, he spreads a wall of wind around him. Although he was facing three reformers with superpowers, including Adelaide, who had seriously injured him not long ago, West's expression did not change. If he had to say it, when his eyes fell on the blonde girl with blue eyes, he would still show a trace of imperceptible sadness.

But it's just sadness.

Sadness for the past of their life and death, sadness for the present when they have to intersect with swords involuntarily. Maybe he will still waver, he will not be able to face it, but he will definitely not be timid again, and he will only be satisfied with an ending that can die at the hands of Adelaide.

That's not compensation, it's just another sense of evasion.

Just like when he chose to erase the mage's memory on the shores of Lake Avalon. In any case, fate will put an end to his past in another way.

His eyes fell on Adelaide, the ghost, and another blonde man he had never seen before, and West smiled slightly, sinking his heart, and the quietly flowing stream behind him suddenly burst out, as if attracted by something, and actively surrounded him.

"I can pay you back my life. However, not in the name of revenge. ”

The blue eyes were on Adelaide, as calm and gentle as the sea, and even with a smile. The moment the Wall of Wind rises from the ground, it means that the hermit has made the choice to fight to the death. Without further ado, the ghost and the transhuman, codenamed 'Viper' beside him, rushed towards West without hesitation, one left and one right, trying to block all his retreats. In the middle, the deprivation of the five senses of the blue-eyed girl has also been enveloped, bringing West under her telepathy. When the early boy's body was stagnant, he also waved the metal wings several meters long behind him to join the battle.

It's just that no one found out. At the moment of her movements, the figure that had always been resolute couldn't help but pause, and a trace of imperceptible dazedness flashed in the hollow and mechanical eyes.

… …

"What the hell is going on with that West guy?!"

When the Hermit and his old rivals are pitted for tat. On the streets of Oxford, a group of panting boys also gathered from all directions, and exploded after discovering that they had all lost one of their companions who had run away without saying a word.

Kicking the street lamp, attracting the attention of countless passers-by, Arthur's expression was now confused and annoyed.

"Could it be that I didn't prepare a gift for you, so my heart is empty? Then you don't have to run so fast, right?! ”

Shrugging his shoulders, Gawain, who was thrown off in the corner, didn't look so angry, but admired West's speed - you know, he was the fastest striker in the whole of Oxford, and there were not many people who could throw him off in the sprint, and if he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, he wouldn't believe that there was such a terrible explosiveness hidden in that pitifully thin body.

- No wonder, even though he was malnourished, Merlin was willing to toss that kid every day until midnight.

Inevitably, the mind drifts into an indescribable realm. The knight who was playing □□ laughed twice, and looked at the mage with a slightly different gaze.

But Merlin ignored him.

In fact, Merlin didn't care about anything now except to take that little bastard back and teach him a lesson.

Although he was as puzzled as his companions as to the cause of West's sudden madness, the mage's guess was not as optimistic as that of Gawen, because he knew more about the internal cause than Arthur. He knew his boyfriend too well to know what was not to his liking when he frowned. Not to mention being able to do such a heart-wrenching thing in public, if it weren't for the fact that he had no choice, he wouldn't believe that West had just dumped them all for fun.

Remembering the reason why the hermit had said goodbye to the hermit last time, Merlin's eyes sank, and his face instantly turned dark.

But even in his anger, he still had some reason and knew that he would deal with the oil bottles in front of him first.

"You go for Arthur's birthday first, and I'll find him."

Raising his head, he was about to say something, but he was instantly startled by Merlin's expression. Lancelot carefully observed the mage's expression, immediately nodded obediently, took Arthur who was still trying to open his mouth with one hand, and promised Merlin again and again: "I will take them all to the tavern." Since it's a matter between the two of you, we won't get involved. ”

Nodding, completely ignoring Gao Wen's curious gaze, Merlin turned his head and left. As if he knew where to go to catch someone, he turned the corner and disappeared.

"What did you stop me for, Lance?"

When the mage was far away, he took off the hand that was covering his mouth. Arthur glared at Lancelot in displeasure, and seemed to want to raise his leg and chase in Merlin's direction.

"We shouldn't be involved in this, Arthur. Didn't you see Merlin's eyes? ”

The former King Carmellot was quickly pulled back, and the former first knight of the round table shook his head helplessly:

"There's no way West could have thrown us away for something as trivial as not having a gift. You know what the two of them are hiding from us...... So, let's let them toss about this matter, we are all outsiders no matter what we say. ”

"Although, I think West might have really Merlin this time."

… …

"Looks like you're really mad at that kid."

Naturally, it is impossible to be dumped by West so simply. Merlin, who had secretly added tracking magic to him when he first ran away, was furious and ready to roll up his sleeves and sneak the little bastard back, but he heard such a voice coldly.

Immediately stop where you are. Seeing a heavy motorcycle with a wind slowly sliding to Te's side and stopping, the mage suddenly became alert.

"What are you talking about?"

A flash of gold flashed in his pupils, and he looked at the tall, strong, wild man in front of him with an unruly face on his face. Although West rarely told him what the enemy he was facing, he could conclude from those few words that they were dangerous. As such, Merlin was naturally wary of anyone he was not familiar with who could mention West in front of him.

Seeing the hostility in his eyes, the man waved his hand indifferently, and a little admiration appeared on his face.

"It seems that West didn't remind you that he was quite qualified."

Take off your sunglasses so that the mage can fully see his face. The man looked him up and down and raised his eyebrows slightly: "I heard that you have some special abilities?" Is it so-called magic? ”

“…… What does it have to do with you? ”

Shocked, the vigilance in the pupils became thicker and thicker. For a guy who could casually say that he had magic and whose origin was unknown, Merlin began to consider whether it was necessary to strike first.

"Don't be so nervous, I don't mean anything."

Unexpectedly, it seemed very difficult to speak, but once again tolerated the mage's almost provocative words. The man shrugged again, pointed to the seat behind him, and motioned for the mage to get in:

"I'm just making sure, after all, that hapless kid is still being beaten by the gang. The professor said he could take you there, but I'd have to see if you're the kind of soft guy who gets paralyzed in battle, right? ”

“…… Who are you? ”

There are a lot of things that shock him in the man's words. Merlin had some guesses in his heart, but the vigilance on his face still did not relax.

"I'm sure West can hold on for a while, and I guess it's okay to waste some time introducing myself...... Perhaps, that kid also mentioned me to you before. ”

Release a hand and clench into a fist in front of your chest. In the mage's shocked gaze, three sharp blades that shimmered with cold light suddenly appeared, as if they were sticking out of the flesh and blood, reflecting the wild luster in the setting sun.

"Everyone else calls me Wolverine."

His eyes fell on Merlin's face, and for the first time, the man bent the corners of his mouth slightly:

"You can call me Logan, though. West's little boyfriend. ”