American comics: Starting with Luke the Maker

“What is that prince doing?” As soon as Luke left, Nick immediately dialed Agent Phil Coulson's communicator.

“Thor? He's out shopping with Miss Foster and Miss Lewis.” Phil looked at Thor Odinson, who was covered in large and small bags, his expressionless face unable to hide his embarrassment, and said with some sympathy.

“Is that so? If that prince has adapted to life here, then Agent Coulson, you can come back. The situation is tense, and we are in dire need of manpower,” Nick said.

“Alright, but how do I tell Thor?” Agent Phil looked again at Thor, who was looking at him with pleading eyes, pointed to the phone he was talking on, gestured to him, and slowly followed behind them.

“Just tell him the truth.” Nick keenly heard something in Phil's tone. After telling Phil about the Hand's intelligence and the ninja's abilities, he hung up the phone. He knew very well that with Phil's sensitivity and understanding of his superior's language and style, he would know what to do next.

Even if he failed, it didn't matter, he could go into battle himself. Well, just that at that time, Agent Phil might begin a long business trip. Nick was confident that he could find a “good place” for him.

“God, why are you Midgardian women so enthusiastic about shopping?” Thor, carrying the large and small bags hanging on his body, sat directly on a bench outside a clothing store. Seeing Agent Phil walking towards him after hanging up the phone, he complained with a bitter face. He would rather have picked up his hammer and fought a frost giant or some kind of beast!

“You have to know, it's in the nature of all women. They just like pretty clothes and things like that,” Phil shrugged.

Hearing this, Thor leaned back dejectedly. His current attire was very ordinary Midgardian attire: a sweatshirt and jeans. Jane had even taken him to get a haircut, tidying up his always messy and unrestrained hair. These days, Jane and her friend Darcy Lewis had almost completely tidied up Thor inside and out, enjoying dressing him up like a doll, which made Thor miserable. For the first time, he felt that Midgardian women were one of the most terrifying creatures in the universe.

“Okay, cheer up. After all, Miss Jane has been in high spirits lately and has been very happy every day, hasn't she?” Phil looked at the two women picking out and trying on clothes in the store through the glass door, and comforted Thor. As someone who also had a girlfriend, he could understand Thor's feelings at the moment. After all, when he had time, he also had to accompany his girlfriend to those concerts.

Thor looked at his girlfriend with a smile on her face in the store, and couldn't help but nod.

“I have received a new mission and have to leave for a while. Someone new will come to replace me to help you deal with some Midgardian affairs,” Phil added.

“You're leaving?” Thor widened his eyes. These days, this Agent Phil had helped him solve and deal with many things. The two had at least become much more familiar, and with their past battles side by side, it could be said that the other party was already one of his friends in Midgard. He didn't want to face those two women in the store who had recently fallen in love with crazy shopping all alone.

“In addition, my superior asked me to inform you that recently a group of Hand ninjas are wreaking havoc in this city. Our S.H.I.E.L.D. agents are trying to stop them, and there have been many casualties. This place is gradually becoming unsafe. The superior's intention is to arrange for you to go to other cities to avoid them,” Phil added.

“There's a battle?” Thor's eyes lit up instantly. “How strong are they? Hmm, I mean those ninjas?”

“They're very strange. Their organization believes in a certain demon god in the universe and can use a bit of the other party's power. This makes their combat ability very strong,” Phil said truthfully, picking out the key points from the intelligence that his superior had given him. He emphasized that the other party was very strong.

“It seems you need the help of a powerful warrior.” Thor looked at Phil with burning eyes.

“No, you can't. The superior's intention is that if you have an accident in Midgard, it may cause trouble here,” Phil refused tactfully.

“No trouble, Phil!” Thor dropped the bags hanging on his arm, stood up, grabbed Phil's arms with both hands, as if grabbing a little chick: “I don't think those ninjas can hurt me. Originally, this is your own business in Midgard and should be handled by yourselves. But you are my friend, and my girlfriend is here too. I think it's necessary for me to solve some troubles. Those ninjas, according to your saying, they are not good people, are they?”

Thor really wanted to fight someone. But the people of Midgard were too weak, at least that's what he saw. Under the premise that he was not sealed, he was even afraid of accidentally killing someone with a random punch. The ninjas Phil mentioned just scratched his itch.

A certain demon god in the universe coveted Midgard, and some people in Midgard had turned to that demon god.

Then, as the prince of Asgard, one of the Nine Realms, he had a reason to get involved, didn't he?

He had never felt that his brain and tongue could be so bright and quick, just like his brother Loki, eloquent and persuasive. That's right! He was always at a disadvantage when arguing with his brother and was often teased by him. He now understood a little bit of his brother's joy.

Although his thinking had changed somewhat, and he was not as bloodthirsty as before, the habits accumulated over thousands of years could not be changed so easily. He felt that his hands were getting itchier these days.

“I have to consult with the superior.” Phil hesitated, and then felt a pain in his shoulder. Thor increased the strength of his hand holding his shoulder a little.

“No need, we can just go over and talk about it.” Thor released his hand, returned to the bench, reached into a clothing bag and took out his hammer, looking eager and impatient: “Let's go, I can help you solve those ninjas! And warn the demon god behind them not to pay attention to Midgard.”

“Miss Foster and them?” Phil was turned around by Thor holding his shoulder, struggled for a moment without breaking free, and couldn't help but look back at the two women in the store.

“Right, I almost forgot. Can you arrange for them to go to a safe place? Or leave this city?” Thor was now full of fighting thoughts. He stopped and looked at Phil hesitantly: “After the battle, will you send me to find her again?”

Looking at Thor's honest face, Phil, who understood the meaning of his superior's words, couldn't help but feel a bit of guilt in his heart. After unhesitatingly throwing the guilt onto his superior's head, the guilt and guilt in his heart suddenly eased a lot. He actually liked Thor's character very much. Having witnessed Thor's combat power after being unsealed, he didn't think that the so-called ninjas could hurt Thor or bring him much trouble. The point where he felt guilty and guilty was that he and his superior had calculated against the other party.

Although the other party might follow him willingly even if he knew, after all, Phil speculated that Thor would be more happy to fight with a hammer than to accompany his girlfriend and her best friend shopping.