"Are you sure this is the place?" Michael zoomed in on a starry sky on the screen, and a coordinate was prominently marked with a red dot.

Wanda nodded: "Restore the coordinates according to the memories of that Skrull spy, this is it - the center of the Skrull Empire, which should also be their base camp." ”

"Good." Michael nodded, "Shirley, download the coordinates to my suit's local server, and then draw an interstellar map." I've got to get ready for an interstellar trip. ”

"Yes, sir." Shirley did so as she asked, "But have you really figured it out, sir?" Maybe attacking an alien empire isn't a ......"

"I know what I know." He interrupted.

"Well, you're the boss anyway." Shirley shrugged and stopped talking. Her avatar gradually dissipated through the room.

Wanda watched Michael speed on the floating screen, and stopped talking for a while.

In the end, it was Michael who took the initiative to turn to her.

"Don't worry too much." Michael said, "I'm going to be fine." ”

"How do you know?" The little witch pouted, "You've never been to the alien headquarters. ”

"I just know."

"It's irresponsible for you to say that." Wanda said unhappily, "You're like you're trying to fool me." We're talking about fighting an entire alien empire! You may face hundreds of millions of starships, and what can you rely on? Incantations? And a set of armor? We don't know......??? ”

The little witch seemed to have many, many things to say, but in the end she couldn't get them out. Suddenly, Michael came up and gagged her mouth with his lips.

Wanda was completely unprepared. Her pupils constricted, and she made a muffled "uh-huh" sound in her throat, but only subconsciously resisted for a second or two before giving up.

She closed her eyes slightly, feeling as if she was surrounded by him.

Michael retreated. Wanda's cheeks were flushed, and her gaze was a little evasive. She whispered, "You know, even that can't ...... Nor can I change my mind. ”

"I know." Michael remained calm, as if nothing had just happened.

“...... There must be another way. Wanda leaned lightly into his arms, "You don't have to go. ”

"It's the best option." "Somebody has to do it," Michael said. ”

"But it's not fair." Wanda bit her lip, "Why have you all the time?" ”

Michael smiled, rarely, but genuinely.

"Because no one else will do it, and no one else can do it." He said.

In fact, everything he has done so far is like this, and this is the only rule he has.

He didn't want to be a hero, he didn't want to be a savior or anything. But there are some things that someone has to do.

And there are things that no one else can do.

He scratched Wanda's little nose: "Okay, that's it." Don't act like I've been a martyr in battle, like I said, just a bunch of Skrull reptiles, they haven't been able to do anything to me. ”

Wanda nodded slowly and whispered, "That'...... Then you'll have to promise me. Wait until this bunch of alien is over...... When you come back from the alien world, you'll have to give yourself a vacation. It's been too long since you've rested. For at least a week, we forget about Heavenly Sword and your mission. It's just you and me, let's go out and have some fun together......"

Well...... That sounds like a good idea, but isn't it appropriate for you to say it at this time, girl...... (FLAG flies)

Michael didn't care, gently stroked her head, nodded and said, "Okay, I promise you." For a week, we didn't think about anything and went out for a good time. ”

"Hmm...... Mr? ”

Shirley's transparent image reappeared in the empty room at some point, tilting her head to look at the two people who were hugging each other.

"That...... I know this may not be a good time, but don't rush me into the recycle bin just yet," Shirley pinned her finger to the flickering communication screen, "Miss Betty has something to tell you—something very important." ”

Even though she knew that Shirley was just an artificial intelligence, Wanda still felt a little embarrassed to be looked at like this, and let go of her hand with a red face. Michael didn't care: "Take it in." ”

The phone was connected, and Elizabeth, the secretary she hadn't seen for a long time, appeared on the other side of the screen.

"What's the matter, Elizabeth?" Michael asked.

"Sir, you'd better go back to the office." Elizabeth said, "There is a gentleman who must see you." ”

Michael frowned, "You know I've been busy lately, and I don't have much time to deal with this. It's up to you to decide what happens in the company, and no matter what happens, it's ...... now."

"But sir," said Elizabeth, with an unprecedentedly serious expression, "the other man has come to your office...... Named the commander who said he wanted to see the Heavenly Sword. ”

Michael frowned.

"Okay." "Ask him to wait a few minutes and tell him I'll be there soon," he said. ”

As soon as Michael finished the communication, Wanda couldn't wait to ask, "What?" Could it be that the Heavenly Sword has already ......"

"I don't know, but I'll figure it out now."

"Do we need to postpone our interstellar travel plans, sir?" Shirley asked.

"No, according to the original plan." Michael waved his hand slightly, and the spell portal opened in the air, "I'll go and go back." ”

***

When it comes to hiding his identity, Michael admits he has always been more careful. Michael Paso and the Black Knight, in every sense of the word, are completely separated, and there is no connection or even any intersection between the two.

If this can find evidence that the two are actually the same person, then the other is certainly extraordinary.

Michael is more inclined to think that the other party guessed such a fact through the patchwork and integration of many small details and reasoning, and there should be no actual evidence. But even if his identity is really revealed, it doesn't matter. Identity concealment was originally his need in the early construction stage, and as the sword has become the most powerful institution on the planet, the identity of Michael Paso is already dispensable for him. He can become anyone at any time as long as he wants, or even become non-existent at all.

There are very few people on this planet who have the potential to see through his identity, and before Michael rushed to the office, he actually had a rough guess in his mind.

That's why he wasn't surprised to see Nick Fury, who has been retired for several years, sitting cross-legged in his office.