"What is this?"

Tony's eyes were blank as he looked ahead, obviously impatient after hearing a series of stories from Sharon Carter.

"What I want to know is about mages, not what those weird superpowers are doing."

Tony looked at Sharon Carter in front of him, a little impatient.

As the leader of a big business, of course he knew about the existence of those strange superpowers, and this was not what he wanted to know.

Pebo stared at Tony with serious eyes, like a reprimanding child's mother.

Under this serious gaze, Tony gradually calmed down.

"Tony, we don't know about the mage's existence."

Sharon Carter said calmly, she had never seen the mage Tony was talking about.

"It's not like I don't know about those superpowers, so why should I ask Aunt Peggy for help?"

Tony Stark glanced at Nick Fury, who was standing to the side, a little dismissive.

Although he didn't know Nick Fury, it didn't prevent him from figuring out Nick's identity from Sharon Carter's attitude.

"Alright Tony, it's time for you to go back and rest, it's getting late."

Pepo interrupted Tony's complaints, he didn't get the ending he wanted if he stayed here, it was better to go back early and have a good rest.

"Okay Pepo. Maybe it's time for me to get some sleep, and when I wake up, the nightmare will be gone. ”

Tony staggered to his feet and walked towards his car.

"Tony, I'll sit in a car with you."

Pepo followed, gesturing apologetically to Sharon Carter.

Then he bypassed Nick Fury, who was not far from the door, and drove away with Tony.

"Director, what are you doing here?"

Sharon asked Nick Fury without replying, and he had been standing there looking at the blacksmith shop ever since.

After coming in, he just said hello to the killer monkey, and there was no movement other than that.

"I'm here for support."

Nick Fury sat directly at the table, a little sluggish.

S.H.I.E.L.D. really can't pull out any power lately.

He even had to seek the help of Rumlow, the man he had hurt, after all, S.H.I.E.L.D. was not very good in the face of the occult realm.

Nick Fury picked up Tony's remaining half of the bottle on the table, walked over to the closet, took down a glass that looked like it hadn't been used in a long time, and poured it in.

"Director, I'd like to remind you to do what you can."

Sharon Carter gave Nick Fury a deep look, then left the blacksmith with his handbag.

It is true that S.H.I.E.L.D. contributes to the safety of the world, but trying to master the uncontrollable is dangerous in itself.

Sharon Carter is not like the inexplicable wonder of death, so she never deliberately seeks more truth.

Nick Fury sat back down at the table and poured himself a drink.

The killer monkey sat on a stool to the side, a little sniffing, not knowing what he was thinking.

"It's ridiculous that the captain called for support, but I couldn't even send a single support person."

Nick Fury's face took off his usual disguise and muttered to himself.

S.H.I.E.L.D. was still under supervision and scrutiny from other departments, and even if he wanted to send a team of field agents, he had to report to the police.

The current S.H.I.E.L.D. is in chaos and is simply incapable of dealing with emergencies.

"Squeak squeak~"

The killer monkey screamed with mockery straight into Fury's ears.

Then Nick Fury's cell phone rang.

"Director, we're on our way back."

Coulson's tone of debriefing was the same as usual.

"Then let's go straight to this blacksmith shop."

Nick Fury took a hard sip of wine after speaking.

"Roger."

Then Coulson's side hung up.

Nick Fury needed to know what was going on, and he didn't want the military guys to get involved.

The big green guy alone was troublesome enough, and he didn't want to hear about the red big guy, the Harpy and the like, born from the hands of the military.

……

"Rumlow, go call Luke."

Tarik, who had just returned from the Elder Temple, interrupted Rumlow's training, and after knowing who the enemy was in the future, this soft training method had to be accelerated.

"Looks like I'm going to have to go to that secret realm where I formed a team?"

Rumlow put away his weapon and said to Talik.

"Who told you?"

Tariq's eyes widened in disbelief.

"Obviously, why else would you ask me to call Luke?"

Even though Matthew had returned to the Holy Mountain, he had been thrown by Bourkeso to Leko's side as soon as he returned.

Rumlow didn't notice Matthew's arrival.

He turned and walked towards Luke's training location, leaving a Talik soul in place.

Orlac, who was in charge of training Jessica, was looking at Jessica, who was still wielding a weapon, and was a little hesitant to tell Jessica the truth about his trial.

Even though he wanted to give the barbarians more power, he still didn't plan to give Jessica any convenience to get through this crisis.

Even if the world may soon be at war, he will not go against his principles.

But telling the other person about the danger she is about to face is not a violation.

"Orlac, are you trying to tell me something? Like how likely I will die in your trial? ”

Jessica didn't stop what she was doing, and said in a very calm tone.

"I've thought a lot about it since I came here.

I was saved from a nightmare by Bourkeso, but how can the nightmare I bring to others end?

I'm a human being, and even if I'm used as a weapon, I have my own mind.

There is a price to pay for doing something wrong, and that's what is fair. ”

Jessica finished speaking, and ended the fifth thousand swings.

She turned to look at the tall Orac and laughed, a little heroic.

"Tell me when I'm going to start the trial."

Orac saw seriousness in Jessica's eyes, and then he sat cross-legged on the ground.

"Tomorrow, tomorrow you can go and try to redeem."

Orak had seen too many barbarian recruits, and he wouldn't be particularly optimistic about this girl because of Jessica's ease.

Most barbarians are like this, he has long been used to it.

"So can I eat anything other than black bread today? I'm fed up with that dry feeling. ”

Jessica sat directly across from Orrac, carefully studying the barbarian known as the god of war.

The brown beard was a mess that covered most of his face.

The thick eyebrows blocked out the eyes that were originally like copper bells, making it difficult to see his eyes.

"I'll ask someone else to prepare food for you."

Orac remained calm as usual.

Not far away, behind the rocks, Luke was spying on what was going on.

Behind him, Vader was watching Jessica and Orac get along with him.

Vader's face was a little strange.