Marvel Magic Event Book

"There's something wrong with the magician's mind," Agent Natasha Romanoff vowed.

"What happened?" Clint had an ominous premonition.

As an audience member, he looked around.

He had already heard some of Salomon's bad reputations, such as magical barbarian. Don't use too many words.He seemed worried that the magician in Natasha's mouth would hear these bad words, and then jump out from the corner with a big wooden stick and give him and Natasha a hard blow.He was amused by his own thoughts, but Clint quickly put his thoughts aside and focused on what Natasha was saying.

This matter must be very private, otherwise Natasha would not confide in him alone.

He is the only one among the Avengers who knows the secrets of Natasha's past. Those dark, bloody and cruel pasts have not disappeared when Natasha joins the Avengers. Countless brilliance cannot make up for her past.Natasha once said that in the quiet and dark midnight, she heard those past events slowly approaching with the sound of staggering footsteps and the stench of corruption, and the "squeak, squeak, squeak" of the smooth wooden floor of the red house. Her moans woke her up from her deep sleep, covered in cold sweat.

"He said he wanted to give me a child!" She raised her voice involuntarily.

Clint raised his eyebrows, looking interested.

He knew what the sterilization surgery Natasha had undergone was like, and that kind of surgery was enough to break down the psychological defenses of normal women, because he had visited the US-Mexico border concentration camps in the United States.It wouldn't necessarily be a bad thing if Salomon could use magic to solve this problem, and he would be happy to see his friend realize his dream.

Agent Romanoff wiped the corners of his eyes with his fingers and returned to the look of an agent who hid many secrets.

Long-term training allowed her to quickly adjust her emotions, but just as Salomon evaluated her in the past, she was a poor person with a broken mind, and she didn't know what her real emotions were.The reason why she was able to fool the lie detector was because she first fooled her own mind.

"He ran over happily," Natasha said calmly, "but he took a blood sample and then left. I thought..."

After many years of getting along with each other, Clint found something suspicious. He had to tell some nonsense to appease his seemingly calm but actually manic friend, "He is only 19 years old. If you are expecting that kind of thing, maybe it's a little too much." early."

"My uterus and ovaries disappeared a long time ago. I thought he would use magic to make them grow back." Agent Romanov's mood seemed to have completely stabilized. She said half-jokingly, "It doesn't matter if it hurts. He He's a handsome guy, I've seen his body, and I'm single, so I don't mind what happens."

"This is a bit overwhelming, Cortana." Hawkeye spread his hands and shrugged, and he also laughed.He knew that Natasha was also talking nonsense, but at least this meant that she had gotten over her emotions and was no longer dwelling on the nightmares of the past.

"It's both," Hawkeye added.

"Clint~" Natasha laughed twice and took the cold beer from Hawkeye.The laughter seemed to come from the heart rather than a forced laugh, but not even Hawkeye could penetrate her mind so deeply to judge the truth. "This is not what I want." She said with a smile, "This agreement was made many years ago. I can't tell you the specific details, Clint. It involves a magical secret... Although he didn't tell me clearly. He can repair organs, but that’s the subtext.”

"Even cloning can't rely on a bottle of blood sample. Why did he do this?"

"I don't know. When I thought about asking him, I found that he didn't appear anywhere except Oxford." Natasha shook her head and said slowly, "Including when he came to collect blood, at that time He's in class."

Hawkeye suddenly felt his scalp numb. "Cortana, is this a ghost story?"

"It's a magical story. Don't be like a little boy who's afraid of the monster under the bed, Clint." Agent Romanoff rolled his eyes.But from the perspective of the eagle eye, his friend seemed to be even more angry, "The person who came to collect blood was just an ice and snow statue he made for himself, specially used to perform simple tasks when he couldn't get away. He assured me that this was necessary detection method, and then hung up the phone.”

"Okay... this is a bad boy, right?" Even though he was married, Clint still couldn't figure out what the woman was thinking.He could only follow Natasha Romanoff's thoughts, and he promised that he would go to settle the score with that bad boy.This childish act finally made Natasha Romanoff happy again.

"Thank you for listening to me, Clint."

"It's okay, we are friends. Are you really okay, Xiaona?"

"I will settle the score with him personally." Natasha Romanoff said with a smile, "That adolescent boy will know why women are hard to mess with."

Women are hard to mess with, a fact that Salomon knows firsthand.

He made this judgment when Natasha Romanoff bypassed the security guards and broke into the library and snatched him out of the ocean of knowledge.She was wearing a trench coat and sunglasses that looked extremely untouchable. No one knew what weapons were hidden under her clothes - he was sure there was at least a pistol, because the muzzle of the gun was staring at his waist.The woman holding the gun was clinging to him, blocking other people's sight. "Tell me, kid." She lowered her voice, not attracting the attention of others who were reading, "Why did you hang up on me?"

Salomon looked at her with disbelief.

"Are you crazy? Is that why?" He widened his eyes and tried to lower his voice to prevent others from hearing the conversation between them.The library was very quiet. Salomon didn't even bring any spell-casting materials into the library. It was impossible to cast spells to block the spread of sound. "Didn't I make it very clear on the phone? That is a necessary detection method!"

"I want to see your results!" Agent Romanoff's voice did not change, but her tone suddenly became bright and lively.A white-haired old professor passing by glanced here, and then shook his head with disdain.Obviously, the spy's professionalism made her subconsciously pay attention to the surrounding situation and make reasonable preparations for her actions. "Assuming the promise you made in the bathtub held, it's been many years now." She kept smiling. "I'm getting older and less and less suitable for pregnancy. I'm in a hurry, Salomon."

"I have said that restoring internal organs is an extremely difficult technique that involves a lot of black magic..."

"As long as you can do it, I can't get pregnant with your child."

"Cough cough!"

"Shh!" The professor who was reading in front turned his head and angrily asked Salomon to lower his volume.Salomon stood up, bowed with embarrassment and apologized.He has sworn the Bodleian Oath, which is the code of readers of the Bodleian Library. This oath is to Oxford students what the Hippocratic Oath is to doctors. If he violates his promise, he will not drop out of school. So simple, every professor would not be willing to teach him anymore, because it would be too embarrassing.When he sat down again, he found Natasha Romanoff smiling, as if nothing had happened.

He glared fiercely, but he still couldn't change Natasha Romanoff's relaxed attitude.

"How about it, have you thought about it? Getting a beautiful woman pregnant is an irresistible temptation for male genes, and you are the same." She whispered in the ear of the mystic with a slightly hoarse voice, "You only have one chance, bad guy boy."