The days of being a spiritual mentor in Meiman.

Chapter 1364 The Mystery of the Feast (End)

"Don't call me that, Your Majesty, I am not here today on behalf of Karma Taj." Strange reached out and brushed off the fabric of his neat suit. He looked at Frigg and said, "I'm coming in. I saw Odin's raven at the door before, how is the father of the gods? Please say hello to him for me."

"Of course he is very good. He knows everything about the Immortal Palace and everything about the Nine Realms."

Strange showed a comprehensible smile, and said: "The new package of information and intelligence within the Nine Realms that you proposed to the Holy of Holies last time, we have already prepared it, you plan to take a look at the project list ?"

Frigga raised her head slightly, and Strange handed over a document, and the divine queen flipped through the document with a smile, and said, "Thank you, sir, you are in a hurry every time you come here, and you didn't treat me well. You make me feel uneasy."

Strange smiled and shook his head and said, "I came and went in a hurry, and I didn't enjoy the hospitality. I was a little rude. Speaking of which, I have never visited Asgard's Asgard before."

After finishing speaking, he raised his head and looked at Frigg's bedroom. Frigg conjured up a quill and wrote on the document while saying: "But unfortunately, I am no longer in charge of the internal affairs of Asgard, but Thor's future wife, Sif, I can't tell her what to do... Oh, by the way, she is also responsible for the reception and security of the foreign guests at the wedding in a few days."

Strange raised his head calmly. Frigga handed Strange the document with some words written on it. Strange glanced at it, and there were some amendments written on it, so he looked at Frigg said: "Then it all depends on the Queen of God to be crowned."

"Remember, Sif will be the Queen of God in the future."

"Of course, Your Majesty."

The light on the chessboard returned to dim, and the last piece jumped out with light steps. Professor X landed in the front row, side by side with Thor and Strange.

"I really didn't expect that you would be interested in the mythology of the Shi'ar Empire." Charles blew on the hot tea in his hand and said, "Actually, I don't know much about this, I only know that the two gods of Shi'a are the gods of Xi'a. The Arab Empire has formulated the national foundation of 'integration'."

Stark, who was opposite him, shook the little tea left in the cup, looked at Charles and said softly, "Don't you know the M'Kraan crystal at all?"

When the alien-pronounced noun fell on the coffee table, Charles paused his hand. He shook his head and said, "I advise you not to think about it, it is very dangerous."

"What is not dangerous to humans?"

The movement of Charles' hands stopped, he put down his teacup and looked at Stark, and asked, "How did you know this thing? Have you dealt with the Shia Empire?"

"When the demon gods were fighting before, I picked up some robot wreckage in the corner of the universe. They came from an experimental field called 'half-world lunatic asylum' in the Shia Empire. The underlying protocol carried the Shia Empire's cosmic life fusion plan ' certain information."

"Oh, the 'Cosmic Life Fusion Project'." Charles lowered his eyes, picked up his teacup again and said, "That's the time of Mad King Durken."

Stark heard what he meant, so he said: "I know, this crystal must be very powerful, maybe the mutants didn't mean it, but your current technology level can't study it, let alone There is no way to ensure the safety of research, but what if we cooperate?"

Charles raised his eyebrows, looked at Stark and said, "Will you study it for us?"

"It's our cooperative research." Stark stared into Charles' eyes and said: "I have the technology, you have the power, I can guide you to operate, the results are shared, and everyone takes what they need, isn't it good?"

There was a trace of coldness on Charles's face that he had never shown in front of the students, but he still said calmly, "What do you want me to do?"

"Reminisce about your past with Eric."

With a "buzz", accompanied by a magnetic vortex, Magneto's chess piece appeared beside Professor X.

Asgard, in Professor X's guest room, Charles looked into Eric's eyes and said, "Which one is more important, the throne or the crystal? Maybe both are important, but once the throne becomes vacant, the nobles' energies will definitely be diverted to fight for the throne. At that time, no matter how many methods they have to trace the whereabouts of the crystal, they will not be able to use it."

Eric leaned his head back, looked at his old friend and said, "So, Lilandra must die."

On the chessboard, Rocket Raccoon's chess piece limped out, and behind him was the chess piece of Prince Alan of the Doddle Federation.

Among the fragments of the vase on the ground, Alan stood up holding his head. He shook his head vigorously, looked at the disappearing cage of the raccoon, and cursed through gritted teeth.

Suddenly, he turned sharply and rushed towards the door, but he stopped when his hand was about to touch the doorknob, patted himself on the head, covered his eyes with his palm, and said in a low voice, "Calm down, calm down!" Point, Alan, now is not the time, Asgard will not go to war for a prince of a small tribe..."

Suddenly, Alan raised his head again, his eyes became a little brighter, and he said to himself: "That damned raccoon said that the Xi'a Empire is conducting secret evil human experiments, and it even took all the experimental products Throw it in a madhouse...it says the coordinates, what are they?"

Alan began to pace the room, his eyes became brighter and brighter, and he couldn't help saying excitedly: "The Xi'a Empire definitely doesn't want this secret to be spread out, maybe this can be a card in my hand, But I can't touch it rashly, otherwise it will be easy to be silenced."

"The ball... yes, it's the ball. Maybe I can get close to the queen and try her out... Butler! Is the butler there?! I accidentally broke the vase in the room. In addition, can you help me with the one I prepared? Is the dress delivered?, I want to check in advance to make sure I don't lose my manners in front of the Queen."

The chessboard trembled for a while, the light brightened up again, the drums sounded, and the lights flowed. Everything seemed to return to the warm atmosphere at the beginning of the banquet. There is a lot of activity in it.

Lilandra took a step forward, wanting to talk to Hela about the past, but found that she was preempted by a man. She didn't see the smile on the corner of Tony Stark's mouth in front of Hela, and felt interrupted Be bored with action.

At this time, she heard a thick male voice behind her:

"Hello, Her Majesty, can we have a chat?"

Lilandra turned her head and saw a blue-skinned man with braids standing behind her and smiling at her. The man introduced himself very politely: "Hello, Your Majesty, I am Centaur Dodle Prince Alan of the Federation, can I have a chat with you?"

Before Lilandra could speak, Alan went on to say: "Recently, the centaur interstellar media has been smearing the Three Great Empires, saying that they set up human testing grounds here, but in my opinion, this is all nonsense. After all, as smart and kind as Her Majesty the Queen, how could you conduct those evil experiments?"

Lilandra's mind was completely out of communication. She glanced left and right, but she didn't find Charles' figure. She was not a diligent king, and she didn't pay much attention to the political affairs of the Shi'ar Empire. She couldn't understand Alan's deep hints. So even more boring.

"Sorry, my dress is a little wrinkled, that's very rude, I might have to go to the bathroom to fix it, we'll talk later."

Lilandra showed a just right smile, turned and walked towards the bathroom, but just as she walked to the door, she found that a housekeeper had put up a sign at the door of the bathroom.

"Oh, it's Her Majesty, sorry, just now a multi-legged race spilled some water on the ground after washing its hands. We are cleaning up urgently. I'm afraid you have to go to the bathroom upstairs."

Lilandra glanced down at her shoes, then at the water stains in the bathroom, frowned somewhat dissatisfied, but turned her head and walked towards the stairs.

After going up to the first floor, Lilandra found that the second floor was exceptionally quiet, and the passageway in the corridor was far from the patio on the first floor, so not many people would come here, but she didn't think too much, and went straight to the bathroom at the end of the corridor. room.

Lilandra didn't really want to tidy up her clothes, but when a woman saw a mirror, she would inevitably want to confirm whether her image was satisfactory, so.She stood in front of the mirror at the bathroom door and turned her head left and right, combing the feathers on her sideburns with her hands.

Suddenly, there was a soft sound, and Lilandra was stunned for a moment, then turned to look at the door of the bathroom where the sound came from.

But the washstand was still a corner away from the door, so Lilandra could only take two steps forward and look towards the door.

The light in the corridor shone in along the door, forming a bright cut corner on the wall. As soon as Lilandra stepped out, she saw a dark figure standing in the bright light.

"Ah... um..."

"boom!"

"Uh!"

As the light grew stronger, the shadows cast by the chess pieces on the chessboard became deeper and deeper, and compared with one side of the chessboard full of chess pieces, the other side was empty and devoid of anything.

Schiller stood on the side of the empty chessboard, and saw Stark come out from the gap between the chess pieces, and stood on the side of the queen statue in the center of the chessboard, facing Schiller.

"It's really a brilliant move." Schiller said with a smile.

"Or, you can also call me your imitator, Dr. Schiller. Most of the layouts are inspired by what you have done." Stark said bluntly.

"Connect various forces, form the situation with people, and push people forward with the situation. Those who know the truth are willing to be at your mercy, and those who don't know the truth will go where they should go."

"You are like a chess player who manipulates the chess game. You never consider the feelings of the chess pieces. You only care about whether the chess game is arranged perfectly."

Under the brilliant lights of the ball, Stark spread his hands, looked into Schiller's eyes and said, "And now that I'm a chess player, don't you think you, who don't have a single piece now, will be my opponent?" ?”

"Who said I don't have a chess piece?"

Stark stared closely at Schiller's eyes, but Schiller started pacing on the empty chessboard, saying in a melodious tone:
"It's really wonderful to connect various forces in series, arrange suitable scenes, let key people or things reach the predetermined positions, and then watch the chess game evolve by itself, and finally achieve the desired result perfectly."

"But Tony, I don't remember if I told you that this is just my hobby. My job is a psychiatrist."

Schiller stopped and looked into Stark's eyes, and Stark was still standing there waiting for an answer. Schiller looked at his brown eyes like honey, smiled and said:
"Sometimes, what the chess game needs is not a good player, but a poor player."

"boom!"

A pawn landed behind Schiller's back.

The light became brighter and brighter. After the Shi'ar Empire spacecraft landed at the Asgard Starport, the flames of the engine nozzles gradually extinguished.

Standing in front of the window, Schiller rubbed his eyes sleepily, thinking, this is really strange, the Shia Empire arrived so early.

While thinking, Schiller put on his clothes and walked out of the room.

Soon, a cloud of gray fog appeared at the corner of the fourth floor of the guest room, and Schiller reappeared in human form. He stood in the shadow at the corner, waiting quietly, until ten minutes later, a figure walked into the public washroom , and then he also stepped into the bathroom.

Standing in front of the mirror of the bathroom sink, Schiller took out the non-existent phone and said in a raised voice, "God, you don't even know what I saw! You know the queen of the Shi'ar Empire, right?"

"Yes, I just saw her. Where do you think I saw her? The door of a human guest room!"

"It can't be wrong, she got off the spaceship, and after leaving the Asgard king, she went straight to a human's bedroom..."

"That's right, it's late at night in Asgard. Do you think the Queen will... that's right, maybe I made a fuss over a molehill. Human beings are so weak that they can't get out of their home planet. How could the Queen of the Shi'ar Empire be with her?" What does a human have?"

"...How do I know? But I heard from the housekeeper at the door that the human is called Xavier or something. I don't quite understand the pronunciation of their names, probably."

"Oh, it's a pity, I thought I had encountered a shocking gossip. If the queen really cheated, she has such great power, she might be able to divorce her current husband directly, and her husband must have nothing to do with him... "

"Forget it, I'll go back to my room first, and I'll call you later."

After finishing speaking, Schiller glanced at the cubicle in the bathroom, then stood in front of the mirror, showing a smile, his face reflected in the mirror, and turned to look at the chessboard behind him.

"Tony, a perfect murder does not come from the murderer's noble status, clever mind, powerful magic, or intimate cooperation, but only from the simmering... evil in the heart."

"boom!"

The chess piece behind Schiller hit the statue of the Queen in the center of the chessboard, and with a "crash", the statue shattered.

Among the fragments on the ground, Stark suddenly turned his head and saw the face of the murderer's chess piece—that was the husband of the queen of the Shi'ar Empire.

The light in the bathroom suddenly turned on, and in the dazzling light, Lilandra saw her husband's face. The expression on his face contained anger, jealousy, and frustration, and it was twisted into a monster.

"How do you..."

Before Lilandra could finish her sentence, a bolt of divine power struck her chest and knocked her down on the washstand. Lilandra stared at the charred wound on her chest in disbelief.

The radiance of divine power flashed again, and the soundproof magic enveloped the entire bathroom, and the queen was powerless to resist.

"You damn slut!!!" Wang Fu stretched out the four sharp raptor-like claws that are unique to the male nobles of the Feather tribe, and then used the three main fingers to swipe across Leland. pull the face.

"what!!!"

"I've known for a long time... I've known for a long time!!!" Wang Fu gritted his teeth and muttered, he kept panting heavily, stared at Lilandra fiercely, and said, "I knew that you and that human being The old love is gone... I knew it a long time ago!!"

As he spoke, his fingers trembled, and he suddenly changed his expression of fear, knelt beside Lilandra, and said to her in a crying voice: "Leland, Leland, Your Majesty, forgive me, I I am the one who loves you the most, please forgive me..."

"You even held a grand wedding for a lowly human, the Feathers only remember your grand 20-day celebration, and you just put me off with a shabby trip, you bloody slut! !!"

Wang Fu's expression became ferocious again, and he inserted his trembling hands into Lilandra's scorched chest, panting heavily, and said, "Don't blame me, don't blame me, Lilandra, this is Mengyu. According to the tradition of the clan, I have the right to punish my wife who is unfaithful to me, and I have the right to dig out your heart, this is the power of a husband..."

"You will dump me and marry that human again, you never considered that I will become the laughing stock of the entire star!!" Wang Fu was almost screaming, his hand was getting deeper and deeper, Lilandra There has been more air out and less air in.

"Forgive me, forgive me, this is the only way to save our reputation, Leland, Lilandra, forgive me..."

"Pfft!"

The light in the bathroom gradually went out, and with a "buzz", the wormhole opened, and Magneto, who walked out of the wormhole, looked down at the queen's body and the blood on the ground, and lowered his eyes.

And at different times in the same space, Star-Lord Quill holding a sharp sword, and Strange who came here through the timeline holding the Eye of Agamotto stood at the same position, staring at the Queen's corpse, they Their faces gradually overlapped, and the same sentence echoed in the bathroom.

"Did someone make the first move?"

After all the figures disappeared, a figure walked into the bathroom. An Asgardian steward touched the queen's forehead lightly, and said, "Your Majesty the Queen of God will bless you."

Then, he steamed the blood with divine power, lifted the corpse, and came to the railing of the patio on the seventh floor.

"boom!"

A dead body fell from the sky.

That was the queen of the Shia Empire. When she landed, blood and the hem of her skirt bloomed on the ground at the same time, like a golden and red flower.

Amidst the rushing drumbeats of the ball, the stand was as usual, and black and white returned to their original positions.

Schiller's gray pupils seemed to swallow all the light. When he looked at Stark opposite the corpse, he didn't smile as usual, but took a glass of wine from the waiter next to him, and raised his hand to Stark. Raised the wine glass and respected each other from a distance.

They've never been this close, and they've never been this far.

Stark, the young eagle, is the best partner in this lonely wind journey. Every fall and flap of his wings is proof of the existence of wind.

And the best reward for this is to respect detectives and murderers in a wider sky, in this endless sea of ​​stars, with wine as a gun.

Respect all the way, in this magnificent storm, behind the eagle battling the huge waves, there will always be a best friend who understands himself better than him.

　Presumably everyone has discovered that this book is the author's comprehensive exercise book on writing skills
Damn, practicing flashbacks and interludes is the most tiring, wrapping the ball of yarn every day until four o'clock in the morning
　
(End of this chapter)