Cold, cold in the marrow.

The weather in the Dark Quadrant wasn't yet cold enough to make her feel cold, but Gamora still felt extremely cold.

Cold heart.

Every time, every time she wins a battle with her sister Nebula, her heart goes cold.

Because she knew exactly what would happen to her sister Nebula when she won.

Every time you lose, a part of your body is transformed.

That kind of pain............

She loves her and she really sees Nebula as a sister.

However, she really didn't have the courage to lose.

It's true.

Every time, every time she saw Nebula's eyes looking at her, she thought that she would have the idea of deliberately letting go of water and losing to Nebula.

Unfortunately, she couldn't.

She was afraid.

I am afraid that my body will be transformed so that people do not recognize ghosts and ghosts, and I am afraid that I will lose the last hope of helping my parents and family to take revenge.

She endured humiliation and burden, and even did not hesitate to admit the thief as her father, for what?

In order to be able to grow with the power of Thanos, wait until it grows to a certain point, and then start revenge.

She thinks of Nebula as her sister, and she can swear to God that she really treats her as a sister.

However, she still loves herself more after all.

Between Nebula and herself, Gamora still chose herself.

Even though she has been trying to ease relations with Xingyun on weekdays, she will not show mercy every time it is time to compete.

Nebula called her hypocritical and said she was false compassion.

Gamora tried to refute more than once, but in the end he was dumbfounded by Nebula.

Today, it's the same.

Back home, back to that incomparably cold home.

Gamora locked the door and sat down against the vertical wall.

The weightlessness of the sudden fall caused Gamora to bury his head in the crook of his arm as he sat on the ground.

She felt helpless, but she had nowhere to speak.

Throughout the dark quadrant, she didn't have a single person she could trust.

It's a sad thing.

"I'm sorry............"

Nebula ............

"I don't want to do that either...... But I didn't have a choice. ”

Sitting by the wall, Gamora began twenty years of repentance.

While this was of little use to the defeated Nebula, it was the only way for Gamora to deceive herself.

She has been living this kind of life for more than 20 years.

Gamora thought she would have to live like this at least, for at least another hundred years. But Beckett's return gave her a glimpse of the light of day.

Leaving the dawn of the dark quadrant.

Because, she is gradually losing the attention of Thanos.

Although the resources to cultivate her have not diminished, Gamora can still feel it.

Since that Beckett's return, Thanos' focus has no longer been on her and Nebula.

For this reason, Gamora, who has never dared to act rashly during the mission, has made several slightly outrageous moves back and forth, but has not been punished by Thanos afterwards.

Because Thanos is so focused on Beckett that he has no time to take care of her.

And this is nothing less than great news for Gamora.

Thanos no longer values her, which means that she can leave the dark quadrant without worrying and not returning.

As long as she withstood the first wave of carpet searches under Thanos.

"Don't, let me down, Kree."

After praying for repentance in her heart, Gamora opened her eyes, a rare look of hope.

She has no current assignment and should have no reason to leave the Dark Quadrant.

As a result, Carol the "Kree" who was imprisoned in the dungeon by Beckett became Gamora's target.

A few days ago, Beckett was not at home, and Gamora, who entered the dungeon several times by brushing his face, made a deal with the imprisoned Carol.

She helped her get out of trouble, she "took" her away.

The two hit it off.

"Beckett has returned, you, it's too late if you don't leave."

"Carol."

Gamora raised her eyes and looked out the window at the starry sky that had never changed.

It was a view that belonged only to the Dark Quadrant.

Then she saw a figure, floating by her window.

Carol Danvers.

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"Gates, what's the result on Carroll's side?"

In the training room of the side hall, Beckett, who came out of the nutrition warehouse, took the towel handed by the little butler and wiped his wet body.

"Judging from Wads's research log, there is still no progress for the time being, Your Highness Beckett."

The little butler handed Beckett another new dress.

Although it is still a black combat uniform, the style and fabric are also its latest design.

Not easy to tear and ergonomic.

"What about The Other?" Beckett, who had put on his clothes and walked to the dining room, did not see the Zetari under his command.

According to the past practice, The Other at this time should sit in the lower seat and wait for the meal to begin.

"Your Highness Beckett, Your Excellency The Other is still in the dungeon—"

As he spoke, Beckett heard the screams of The Other.

"Your Highness Beckett! His Highness Beckett! ”

"Oh no!"

"Carol! Carol Danvers is gone!! ”

Running all the way from the dungeon to the breathless The Other appeared in front of Beckett with an extremely frightened expression.

"Gone?" Beckett, who was sitting at the head of the table, made a movement in his hand, and his eyes suddenly revealed a little dangerous light.

"Yes, yes, His Highness Beckett." The Other swallowed, cautiously observing Beckett's micro-expression.

"Woz is inspecting the scene and has preliminarily concluded that someone gave her the key to the dungeon system to hide from her."

The Other hesitated.

If this verdict is true, then this matter is really big.

This is a betrayal of the Dark Quadrant.

This is a traitor!

"Gates, who has been here during my absence?" Beckett asked, with a fierce look in his eyes.

"Only His Highness Gamora, His Highness Beckett."

Gates is explaining 1510.

Suddenly, there was a sudden explosion in the sky above the dark quadrant. Beckett looked up, the self-blurring ceiling disappeared, and the golden light belonging to Carol Danvers flew away after shooting down several fighters.

The downed warplane exploded in the sky, and the brilliant fireworks illuminated Beckett's expressionless face.

"Leave her alone, Beckett."

Just as Beckett was about to make a move, an order from Thanos caused him to dissipate the energy condensed in his hands.

"Father?"

"It's just Gamora's nonsense, Nebula will take care of it."

In the base hall, the tone of Thanos above the throne was unquestionable.

In the dark quadrant, nothing could hide from his eyes.

Not even Hela and Beckett, let alone Gamora, the relatively unlearned adopted daughter.

Moreover, there are some things that he still needs Gamora to help him confirm.

"Yes, father."