"Are you Barry?"

In Central City, Joe. At Sheriff West's house, Merlin handed the cane to Agent Jimmy, who struggled to help the chief hold the heavy steel cane.

Merlin crouched down and stood in front of a depressed boy, and he looked at the child in front of him, filled with sorrow, and said in a gentle tone:

"I'm your father's friend, Barry, and you can call me Uncle Merlin."

Barry did not answer, and a slightly older, little black girl with pigtails, sitting next to Barry, said to Merlin:

"Barry doesn't speak, he's been like this since yesterday, and when my dad brought him back, he was like that."

"Barry doesn't speak because Barry is sad."

Merlin said to the little girl:

"Are you Barry's friend? Cute little girl. ”

"My name is Iris. West. ”

The little girl looked at Barry, and she said:

"I want to be his friend, but Barry won't talk to me."

"You're going to be a good friend of his."

Merlin smiled at the little girl, and he looked back at Little Barry, and he said:

"You want to see your father, don't you? Little Barry. ”

Little Barry, who had not reacted all the time, immediately raised his head when he heard this, and he looked at Merlin, the 8-year-old child, and said:

"Yes, Joe won't let me see my dad, Merlin... Uncle, can you help me? Can you take me to my dad? ”

"Of course."

Merlin stretched out his finger and scratched his nose, and he said to the child:

"Of course I'll help you, but I need you to promise me something."

"What's the matter?"

Barry stood up and looked at Merlin, who pointed to Iris behind Barry, and said:

"When we come back, you're going to be friends with Iris, best friend, can you promise me?"

"Hmm!"

Barry nodded vigorously, and he turned around, gave Iris a hug, and kissed Iris on the cheek. This is the child's way of representing intimacy.

Iris was caught off guard, screaming and pushing Barry away, before scurrying into her room.

Barry didn't care, he looked back at Merlin, and he said:

"Uncle Merlin, I'm friends with Iris, can you take me to see my dad?"

"What a clever little ghost."

Merlin reached out and touched Barry's hair, and he said to Barry:

"You close your eyes, count 1, 2, 3, and when you're done, you'll be able to see your dad."

"You're not going to lie to me, are you?"

Barry looked at Merlin suspiciously, who shrugged his shoulders and tried to smile on his pale face, and said:

"I'm your father's friend, how could I lie to you?"

Barry took a deep breath, closed his eyes, stretched out his fingers, and counted softly:

“1，2...”

Merlin reached out and placed his hand on Barry's shoulder, wrapping Barry in magic, and the next moment, he and Barry disappeared into the room.

The shapeshifting spell is very oppressive to the spirit of ordinary people, and Merlin has to carefully maintain his magic so as not to hurt Barry's spirit, but Rao is so, when Barry opens his eyes, the child's face is still pale, and his head is a little dizzy.

But his father really appeared in front of him.

A haggard Henry was in his cell, and the moment he looked back, he saw Merlin who had suddenly appeared, and Barry, his son, beside him.

"Daddy!"

Barry let out a scream, and the whole person lunged at Henry.

Henry subconsciously opened his arms and held his son tightly in his arms.

The child's voice caught the detective's attention, but as he walked over, he saw Merlin blocking the door of the cell with an indifferent face, holding the black document in Merlin's hand, causing the detective to shrug his shoulders.

He turned away, not disturbing the brief meeting of father and son.

Merlin sent the detective away, and he looked back at Henry, who was half-kneeling on the ground, helping Barry with his clothes and hair.

His movements were so gentle, so full of emotion, that Merlin couldn't bear to look at it anymore.

He knew that with Henry's stubbornness and protection of his children, there was too little he could do. Even a secret agent cannot force a person to evade his or her responsibilities.

And just ten minutes later, Merlin sent Barry back to Joe. After Officer West's house, an unexpected person appeared next to Merlin with a shapeshifting charm.

"Sir, there's urgent news from Agent Coulson!"

Dressed in a small uniform, with toad mirrors and a wand like a wooden stick hanging from his waist, S. L.D. Special Affairs Advisor, Dobby "Leprechaun" accurately jumps out of the aura of the shapeshifting charm and appears in Merlin.

Merlin looked at the panting leprechaun, and he knew that trouble was coming again.

Coulson and Melinda, as well as Sharon, are aware of Dobby's existence, but they generally don't ask Dobby to send them a message, and Dobby performs more important tasks.

But now that Dobby is here, it means that something must have happened that Coulson can't ignore.

Merlin breathed a sigh of relief, and he looked at Dobby.

Merlin, who was a little tired from what happened to Little Matt and Henry, asked in a low voice:

"What's the matter?"

Dobby stole a glance at the chief's not-so-happy expression, and the special advisor, nicknamed "Little Leprechaun", hesitated to tell Merlin the bad news.

But its hesitation attracted Merlin's reprimand.

"Dobby! Tell me, what's wrong! ”

"Yes!"

Hearing his name, Dobby subconsciously straightened up, hesitated for 2 seconds, then lowered his voice and said to Merlin:

"There was a plane crash in South America... Two S.H.I.E.L.D. research agents were killed in the incident, and they... They are, Richard. Mr. Parker, and Mary. Ms. Parker..."

Merlin's body shook at this moment, he looked a little shaky, his face turned pale at this moment, and the light in his eyes was as cold as the wind.

He looked at Dobby, and that look as if he was about to eat a man made Dobby take several steps back in fear.

"Location... Where is it? ”

Merlin's voice had never been more tired than it was now, and he asked in an eerie, unheaving tone.

"Take me there."

With a flick of his fingers, the steel cane that Agent Jimmy was holding in his hand fell into his hand.

Dobby reached out and placed it on Merlin's cane.

In Merlin's current situation, this kind of transcontinental shapeshifting spell is still a little better for Dobby to unleash it.

With the dance of the leprechaun's fingers, the two men disappeared in place in the distortion of light.

When they reappeared, they had already crossed tens of thousands of kilometers and came to a remote canyon in the territory of Bolívar. There were already several military vehicles and S.H.I.E.L.D. official vehicles parked there in the canyon, and at the bottom of the canyon, the wreckage of the planes scattered within a radius of thousands of meters, still emitting black smoke, looked so miserable.

So bleak...

"Did you find someone?"

Merlin stood at the top of the canyon, he looked at the scene of the disaster, and at this moment, he realized that he had asked a stupid question, and looking at the scattered state of the wreckage of the plane, he should have known that in such a situation, it was impossible to find a complete body.

He had only met Mr. and Mrs. Richard once, but they were not just colleagues, they were family. He had promised that Mr. and Mrs. Richard would take care of their child, Little Peter, but now...

What should he do to bring this bad news back to his cousin's house?

When little Peter grows up, how should he tell the boy this fact?

"Bang"

Merlin seemed to lose his strength violently, and he sat down on the ground, startling the little leprechaun next to him.

He sat there, staring blankly at the wreckage below, and said:

"What the hell is going on..."

"Why... Why is this happening? ”

"One by one, is this proving anything? This is in... Remind me? ”

"You..."

Merlin clenched his fists, he looked at the sky, he gritted his teeth, and said word by word:

"What the hell are you... What do you want to do! ”

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"We don't want to do anything."

At the gambling table at the end of the stars, Overlord Cyber also looked at the direction of things in front of him with a surprised face. As if to explain himself, he said:

"It really has nothing to do with us... At least it has nothing to do with me. ”

He turned his head to look at the Grim Reaper standing on the other side, and said:

"Is this what you did?"

Death didn't even look at him, and the indifferent elf said casually:

"Do I look like such a boring person?"

After a few seconds, Death's tone also became a little hesitant, and his single eye looked at the light curtain in front of him, and he said:

"It looks like several lines have ushered in a turning point at the same time... He's really, really unlucky. ”

"But I don't think he'll listen to any explanation you make."

The Overlord looked at the light curtain in front of him, he looked at Merlin's eyes full of hatred and anger on the light curtain, and he shrugged:

"Looking at the way he looks, he already hates us, and I want to beat us up now, or even kill us... Although he didn't know we existed. ”

"It doesn't matter."

Death said calmly as ice:

"The grinding of the soul is also a trial, and if he finally has the ability to vent his anger to us, then I will gladly accept the challenge. Without explanation, without intervention, mediocre experiences can't breed greatness, just let me see..."

"Under this pressure, what choice will he make?"

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In the afternoon of the next day, in the light of dusk, Merlin dragged his tired body and walked into St. Matthew's church with heavy steps, with his cane in his hand.

He sat down in his previous place, closed his eyes, and set his cane aside, as if he were continuing to think about the questions he had not received answers to yesterday's questions.

Ten minutes later, just like yesterday, Father Paul, who had finished his sermon, walked into the church with the scriptures.

He saw Merlin at a glance.

I also saw the kind of depression and heaviness that was wrapped around Merlin's body, and it seemed that this young man had just experienced something very bad.

The priest did not immediately bother Merlin.

He knew that what Merlin needed now was the silence of solitude.

So the priest went to the church and went to work on the daily cleaning and tidying up, until an hour later, Father Paul, who had finished a prayer, stood up. He looked back at Merlin, who sat in his chair like a sculpture, motionless.

This made the priest a little worried, and he walked over to Merlin, who looked at him.

The latter, though his eyes closed, sensed the approaching of the priest, and at the moment when Father Paul spoke, Merlin suddenly asked in a hoarse and low voice:

"Father, I'm very uncomfortable."

"Why?"

Father Paul asked, and Merlin opened his eyes, and through the lenses of his glasses, he could see the fire of anger shining in Merlin's eyes.

The latter said in a low, gloomy voice:

"I have witnessed the tragic things, the things that have happened because of me, the evil consequences that have come because of me, I want to avenge those miserals, but I don't know where to stab the sword, I want to vent the fire in my heart, but I don't know where to ignite... Can you enlighten me? ”

"Someone who wants to hurt us has always been there, Merlin."

The priest held the scriptures in his hand, and in the twilight that had been sprinkled into the church, he said to Merlin:

"In order to protect ourselves, we do not hesitate to awaken the demons within. When something dear is taken away, our first instinct is revenge..."

"That's normal, Merlin, everyone has their own demons, it doesn't mean you're wrong."

Merlin did not say anything to the priest's revelation, and after a few seconds he added:

"I want to beat those who have hurt them, I want to kill them, I want to see their blood spill over the earth, I want to bury them, I want to listen to their screams as they rot under the dirt..."

"I want to destroy their world, destroy their lives, like they did to the people I care about, the people I love, this... All this, this kind of thought, does it mean that I am a bad person? ”

Unlike the previous flat voice, when Merlin spoke his inner thoughts, the voice of gnashing teeth, the distorted expression, the fire dancing in his eyes, seemed to make Father Paul see a demon awakened in the church.

Maybe it's not a hallucination...

But in the face of Merlin's questioning, Father Paul was silent for a few seconds, and he made a cross on his chest, and he said to Merlin:

"No... This just shows that you are an ordinary person. ”

"yes, I'm just an ordinary person."

Merlin leaned back in his chair, and he looked at the statue of Christ in front of him, and said:

"I'm an ordinary person, so I can't destroy, I can't save, I can't stop bad things, I can't do good things..."

"I want to do good, I always want to do good, I work very hard to do good, do as good as I can. But why, my efforts are always accompanied by frustration, always accompanied by pain, always accompanied by hurt..."

"How can I be a person that others can rely on..."

Merlin closed his eyes, and he said weakly:

"Teach me, Father..."

"This question is too difficult..."