Marvel's Magneto is a good guy

Elliot Randolph is a not-so-famous professor of Norse mythology who works at the University of Seville in Spain.

His living habits, consumption habits, etc., are not the slightest difference from normal Spain. From the information, it is impossible to tell that this is an Asgardian who is thousands of years old.

Today, Elliot Randolph lived his leisurely Spanish life as always. He got up slowly at nine in the morning, had a hasty breakfast with a cup of coffee and two biscuits, then went shopping, chatted, read, and went to class until four in the afternoon. At :, we walked into a restaurant we often go to and had a sumptuous lunch.

These behaviors of his seem weird in other countries, but in Spain, almost everyone is like this. Living with sex is the most basic logic in Spain.

"Professor Randolph, do you mind if I sit here?" Skye held a plate of paella and sat across from him without waiting for his reply.

Elliot Randolph shrugged, "It would be an honor to have lunch with the youngest richest man in the world, Miss Skylan Shell."

Skye smiled slightly. She is now a well-known celebrity all over the world. It is normal to be recognized. She gracefully put a mouthful of rice into her mouth, her eyes became happy crescents, "It smells so good."

Europeans, like Americans, generally like to eat bread and steaks, but the Spaniards actually like to eat rice, and Skye also likes to eat rice, because Eric likes it.

"Miss Skye came all the way to Spain, wouldn't she just want to eat paella?" Elliot Randolph smiled and picked up the coffee cup.

"I came here on a special trip to find you, professor, but the paella here is so delicious, so I couldn't resist ordering one."

Elliot Randolph smiled and shook his head, "Can I help you with anything?"

Skye put down her spoon and stared into his eyes, "Go meet someone with me."

"Who"

"Hogan"

Just a name made Elliot Randolph's face freeze instantly. His eyes glanced at the door involuntarily, as if he was planning to run away, but when he saw Skye's half-smiling expression, he immediately felt like a deflated rubber ball. , slumped in a chair.

"They, they came to catch me" Elliot Randolph smiled bitterly, looking uglier than crying.

Skye shook his head, "No, just to ask you some questions."

"Then take me back or execute me on the spot?"

"It's not something I can decide." Skye picked up the plate, pulled a large portion of paella into his mouth, and then smiled and said to Elliot Randolph: "However, Huo They are staying at my house, and we have a good relationship, if you cooperate."

"Understood, let's go right away." Elliot Randolph stood up immediately, with an expression that showed he was willing to die generously.

Skye wiped his mouth, nodded with a smile, "Let's go, oh yes, pack two paella for me."

"You brought friends, would you like to order a few more dishes?" Elliot Randolph was very attentive for the sake of his own life.

"No, I'll eat it myself." Skye touched her flat belly sheepishly. Since the Eternal Gene awakened, her appetite has increased day by day, and one person can eat as much as four or five people. Fortunately, she didn't gain weight no matter how much she ate, otherwise she would have gone crazy.

"Understood." Elliot Randolph nodded at him like a dog, turned around and shouted: "Waiter ten, ah no, twenty paella packages."

"Oh my God, His Highness Thor" Just teleported back to New York, Elliot Randolph saw Thor in a daze at a glance, his face full of shock, and then immediately turned into despair.

Look, in order to catch him as a deserter, even the prince of Immortal Palace came. I'm afraid he really is in doom this time.

"You are such a disgrace to Asgard!" he shouted, making Elliot Randolph's already desperate mood even worse. He turned to look at the sound, but only saw a meteor hammer getting closer and closer.

"Be careful not to spill my takeout." Skye had quick hands and quick eyes, snatching the big package from Elliot Randolph's hand, and then watched coldly, watching as he was hit by Hogan's meteor hammer.

"Hogan" Elliot Randolph struggled to get up from the ground, but he didn't dare to look at Hogan.

When Hogan saw his appearance, he became even more angry. He swung the meteor hammer and hit him again, "You coward!"

"Hogan, we still have something to ask him." Sif and the others who came out hurriedly stopped Hogan.

"You coward, I even attended your funeral." Hogan couldn't attack, but he continued to curse without stopping.

"Yes, I am a coward." Elliot Randolph suddenly glared angrily, got up from the ground, and glared at the people in Asgard fiercely, "I like this planet, I like the life here, and I like the people here. Asgard, what can I do? Knocking on a stone will last for thousands of years. I've had enough of that kind of life. The life now is what I want. For this, I am willing to be a coward."

Elliot Randolph's words stunned Hogan for a long time, and finally he couldn't help but sigh and slumped to the ground.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, come and try the paella that Randolph brought for you, I can assure you, it's super delicious." Sky raised the big package in his hand and smoothed things over with a smile.

A group of people looked left and right, and finally stood up silently and sat down at the dining table.

"Eric told me that Orientals like to talk about things at the dinner table, because at the dinner table, the atmosphere will be relatively harmonious. If you drink a little more wine, it will paralyze the brain and make people excited. The odds will be even greater." Skye distributed two takeaways to each person, and piled up the rest in front of him, then ignored the Asgardians who stared at each other, picked up a spoon and started to eat.

Skye's powerful stomach quickly attracted the attention of several Asgardians. They watched Skye devouring one piece after another without saying a word. Then they looked at the takeaway in front of them, and couldn't help but wonder if it was really that good. If you want to eat, then try it.

Just like Skye said, it was easy to make the atmosphere harmonious at the dinner table. The few Asgardians only took a few bites, and the tense atmosphere had begun to ease.

"What's wrong, Your Highness Thor?" Elliot Randolph was the first to break the deadlock.

"This is why we came to find you," Skye briefly explained, introducing the matter. "Hundreds of years ago, you came to Earth with Thor. Do you know that there is a place that, for Thor, Very important"

"You're not here to catch me" Elliot Randolph was so surprised that he almost overturned the table.

"Ahem, it wasn't before, but now, it can be." Skye coughed lightly and looked at him with threatening eyes.

"Yes, I understand." Elliot Randolph immediately woke up and frantically mobilized his brain to recall what happened hundreds of years ago. "It seems that there really is such a place."

"Where" Skye and the Asgardian quartet said in unison.

"In" Elliot Randolph was about to say the name of the place, but the voice of the future suddenly sounded in the restaurant.

"Miss, Mr. Andrew Garner is here."