Nick, who had nothing to do, also got up.

I saw that many of my agents were trying to lift Mjölnir.

But Mauernier was like the one that grew on the floor, and no matter how hard they scratched their scalps, they couldn't move it in the slightest.

"Huh? Just because you still want to pick up Thor's hammer?"

Nick spoke unceremoniously, he knew the temper of these men.

It's all a bunch of people who don't go to work

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