Wanda Maximov was focused, his breath concentrating, his jewel-bright eyes unblinking, trying to find even the slightest flaw in the opponent in front of him.

The crimson magic conjured into two short sticks in her plain white hands, emitting a magical aura like smoke. She took her breath, her feet firmly in the same direction as her "mentor" had taught, and her hands struck a textbook standard starting position.

Michael stood a few steps in front of her, casually, arms hanging naturally at his sides. At first glance, it seems that he is full of flaws all over his body, but when Wanda thinks about it, he feels that every part of it looks like a hidden hand.

No matter.

Wanda stepped on the right side and swept Michael on the right cheek with a slash. Michael gave in slightly, and the second stick followed up with a second swing of his waist. Michael tucked in his stomach and swung his stick with crimson magic into the air.

Wanda's two sticks were staggered, and the chain of offensives came wave after wave. Michael only dodged with minimal dodge on the side of his body, and only occasionally slapped her arm and used her wrist to block the dismantling. The two fought in the middle of the empty white training room, and in the blink of an eye, they tumbled over more than thirty rounds.

Wanda slid diagonally forward with a left step, her wrist shaking, and she stabbed him with a stick. Michael's eyebrows moved slightly. He raised his palm and flicked it, and his palm brushed lightly from Wanda's wrist bone, and he used a little force in the direction of her force.

Wanda's force was a little too strong, and when he stepped lightly, he was unsteady on his feet, stumbling and losing his balance, and almost fell headlong.

If it weren't for Michael's timely outstretched arm to precisely lift her collar.

Wanda breathed a sigh of relief. Her magic vanished, and the two short sticks of chaotic magic dissipated instantly.

"You're making rapid progress." Michael commented seriously, "I said before that you have a problem with unsteady hands, but this time it is much better." Your main problem now is that you are too rigid in the tricks, and the connection between the moves is a bit rigid, as if you always seek to perfect every move. But the real battle is ever-changing, and the flexibility of the improvisation and the use of the moves is just as important as the skillful practice......"

Wanda pouted: "Anyway, do I have to practice this?" Shouldn't I be more focused on ...... For example, are there any spells or other skills that are more oriented towards long-range attacks? ”

"Your enemies don't always take care of your convenience, stay far away and consume you." Michael said, "Really good guys always find a way to get close to each other, and you're going to have to face a hand-to-hand fight after being put in front of someone." At that point, pure magical impact is often no better than hand-to-hand combat.

And in white-knuckle combat, we actually have an advantage. Later, I will also teach you to inject magic into your body to strengthen your physical strength for a short time, and then combine it with a powerful weapon forged with magic power, even if you are close to you, you don't have to fear any opponent. ”

He paused, then added, "Of course, if you practice well enough." ”

Then he announced the halftime break. Wanda wiped her sweat with a towel, then went to get a glass of water to drink, and brought a glass for her teacher very thoughtfully. Michael took advantage of this moment to come up with an ultra-thin handheld computer, fiber optic texture, light and thin, looking like a square piece of plastic.

He used this small handheld computer to project a virtual screen and browsed the things that had been piled up in the past two days and needed to be personally asked by the Heavenly Sword Commander. The Heavenly Sword is now all over the world, involving all aspects of the earth's operation, and although in terms of the overall proportion, there are very few things that need to be personally interrogated by the commander, but after all, it is not completely absent.

Wanda handed him the glass of water, then looked behind him curiously.

"Plock presidential campaign?" She was a little surprised when she saw Michael click on one of the details of the message, "We still care about the situation in the Middle East? ”

She had unconsciously used "we" when she mentioned the Heavenly Sword, and it seemed that she had integrated well into this new belonging.

"Heavenly Sword cares about everything." Michael replied, "Last week Plock's president, Luca Cromwell, died, and soon they will need a new façade to come to power." ”

"Hmm...... What does this have to do with us? ”

"The most promising candidate for Plock to win at the moment is our people." Michael's tone was unfazed.

"Wait, you mean...... The people of the Heavenly Sword? Wanda raised her eyebrows, in disbelief, "We're about to have presidents?" ”

Michael glanced at her with a "what's so strange about this" look.

"Wait," Wanda realized something, "you don't want to say, it's not the only one, is it?" ”

"There are already seven countries in the Heavenly Sword, and this is about to be the eighth. In addition, most of the high-level national figures who have an important impact on the situation in various parts of the country are also more or less our people. Michael said, pausing, "In addition, this is all information that is within your authority, maybe you can pay more attention to it." ”

"Well, never...... Didn't think about it. ”

"Last year, Heavenly Sword resolved more than a dozen wars of various scales that could have broken out under unknown circumstances, and mediated countless international disputes." Michael said lightly, "There are also two countries in the Middle East that have been at war for more than 100 years and signed an armistice. ”

"Ah, I saw it on TV, it was last year's international hot news." Wanda remembered, and was even more surprised, "That...... Did we do it too? ”

"Otherwise, why do you think they suddenly chose to shake hands and make peace after fighting for more than a hundred years?"

Wanda thought about it for a moment, and it seemed that it was indeed incredible: "So how did we do it?" Let them cease fighting? ”

Michael glanced at her.

"I really want to know, you can go back and use your permission to view the records yourself. If I'm not mistaken, the Mediterranean Heavenly Sword Division is in charge of that matter. Michael said dryly, "But I'd suggest you'd better not know the details." ”

So Wanda didn't ask anymore.

She grew up in a war-torn area and had seen the blood and corpses of the war with her own eyes. She is well aware that international disputes like this cannot really be resolved only through diplomatic means such as lip service, and that there must be some shady means in the process.

But all she needed to know was that a century-long war was stopped, and millions, if not millions, of lives were saved, and that was enough.

This reminded her of another thing, which seemed to be quite similar in theory.

"That...... I've had a chat with Gwen for a while. She said.

"That's good." Michael's attention was still on his virtual screen, "You guys get along fairly well?" ”

She mentioned what happened when she faced her Creator. She said the man identified himself as 'Doctor Octopus' and said he was a very, very bad guy. "And then she told me that Spider-Man tried to kill him, but you stopped him...... And then you took it upon yourself. ”

Michael didn't look back.

"As I said, I'm not a good person, and I'm not a hero." His tone was calm and indifferent, "It doesn't matter if you think it's wrong, that's what I did." ”

"I didn't say that." Wanda said, hesitating for a moment, and then added, "And although you always emphasize that you are not a good person, I see it differently. ”

Although Spider-Man was extremely angry at that time, he really wanted to kill Otto at that moment, but in fact, he was not really mentally prepared to take anyone's life.

After all, Peter was just a child, a simple and kind child. If he had really killed Otto then, perhaps he would have regretted this decision for the rest of his life. There is a very good chance that he will never be able to face his uniform and the meaning it symbolizes again, and Spider-Man will cease to exist.

So what if Otto didn't die?

As he himself said, the CIA will cover everything for him. He may change his face and continue his cloning experiments in a different place and under a different identity, and find the next opportunity to launch even worse revenge on his sworn enemy, Spider-Man.

So Otto needs to be killed, but it is not worth hitching a ride on the soul of a kind child.

That's why there needs to be such a person to step up. If he does all the dirty work that needs to be done, then good people can continue to be good people and don't have to make difficult choices.

"You actually......" Wanda whispered, "...... He's an unexpectedly gentle person. ”

Michael jerked to a halt at what he was doing, frowning and turning his head.

"What did you say?"

"I didn't ...... It's nothing. Wanda hurriedly said, "I didn't say anything. ”