Marvel Magic Event Book

"Loneliness is our biggest enemy, Wanda." Salomon said solemnly.

He stretched out his finger, and a piece of cream cake floated out of the portal and landed lightly on the tray.Then a piece of fruitcake, a piece of browning cake, they filed out like a train car, dancing and falling into their own little plates.Then there are candles in different colors and beautifully packaged candies.Flowers bloomed on the mottled walls, the rusty water pipes were polished smooth in an instant, the pale lights were cast in a warm dim color, and a fairy tale atmosphere filled the dilapidated cell.

He used illusions to build a virtual fairy tale kingdom.

"But with desserts to accompany you, these are not problems!" The secret mage winked playfully and took a beautiful enamel ceramic teapot.It was the night before the Avengers concluded their reconnaissance and scheduled attack date, and he hadn't discussed tomorrow's attack plan with the others.Even if the Master asked him to ensure that the scepter could be returned to Asgard, he had no intention of participating in that boring battle. It was not his battle. "There are no lectures today. You have learned what you should learn, and you have also learned what you shouldn't learn. Don't recite the spell, Wanda, now is the time to enjoy it."

Wanda was very excited, she saw the hope of revenge.She would come face to face, eye to eye, with the man who took her parents' lives.

However, more importantly, and what makes Wanda feel more excited is that she sees that a peaceful life after revenge is beckoning to her.

She smiled goofily and repeatedly talked about her plans to open a clothing store and then send her brother to college.Or maybe learning the art of making cakes, it is not ruled out that these delicious foods brought her ideas.She said this, surrounded by desserts and candles, but Pietro himself was not interested.He poked the cream with his fork with a look of sadness on his face, and then pulled out the bitten cutlery from the mouth of the cream cake.The cycle went on and on, never stopping, until the cake let out a faint scream, and he cut it and ate it out of boredom.

Ever since Wanda received Salomon's notice and knew that the Avengers were about to launch an attack here, she had been talking about the future for many days.Since he couldn't rush to the top of the castle and vent his excitement to the bright night sky filled with stars, his only option was to torture food.

The cunning brownie tried to bribe Pietro by taking out a big cigarette from his belly as a guarantee of avoiding pain, but the cigarette was confiscated by the quick-eyed Salomon, and the brownie was taken away by the quick-sighted Salomon. The cakes were flattened on the plate - these sweets were made by Salomon on behalf of the Scottish Isaacs in the apartment. For this purpose, Salomon doubled the size of the goblins and doubled the size of the goblins in the alchemy laboratory. All the poisonous mushroom juice was given to them just so that they could make food that fit the human body shape.Those cute little fairies in floral skirts danced together first, and then haggled for a while before agreeing to Salomon's request - from now on, all the cat hair dropped by the Cheshire Cat belongs to Ai. Sarah all the goblins.They plan to knit a few sweaters before winter comes to survive this year's dangerous winter solstice.

Food made using goblin magic is not good in this regard. Although the shape of the food is beautiful, they like goblins and cause chaos just like goblins.Including the Hokkaido cheesecakes who are currently taking out pistols made of cheese and shooting at each other. Each time they fire a shot, their own mass will become lighter. Although it means the end of their lives, they still fight happily.

Salomon saw through the Maximov siblings' uneasiness.

Although the hope of revenge is ahead, how can they guarantee that they can complete it?

The dessert soothes their uneasiness, trying to make them temporarily forget about the upcoming battle with its pleasant sweetness.

"Will you fight with us against the Americans of the Avengers, teacher?" Wanda's question made Pietro prick up his ears.They were eager to hear a positive answer from their mentor, but to their disappointment, Salomon shook his head without hesitation.Wanda's expression became visibly depressed, as if the sweet cake was no longer attractive to the girl.

"That is your battle, I have no right to interfere." Salomon did not notice the change in their emotions, but he still said softly in his usual gentle tone, "I have more important things to do."

"What could be more enjoyable than beating up Americans?" Pietro asked in confusion.

"Many. The world is very big, not just one castle, one cell, or one country." Salomon looked into Pietro's eyes meaningfully.Although the Maximov siblings were much older than him, he always showed the thoughts of an older man. "The world is facing threats, and the enemy will never stop their march." He opened his hands, as if the Maximov siblings' vision had also expanded, "There is always something to kill, and there is always someone to save. Your revenge is nothing compared to the innocent lives that are about to be lost."

Wanda frowned. "That's very hurtful, teacher."

"Yes, but that's the fact. When you finish your revenge, you will have to face the real world." The mystic said, "Especially you, Wanda. The enemy is entangled with the thread of your destiny. You The challenges we face in the future are far more daunting than those we face tomorrow."

"So, tomorrow's revenge will be easy?" Pietro asked.

"Yes. Go to bed after eating the cake." Salomon stood up from the chair, "Remember to brush your teeth."

"Remember to brush your teeth and then take a good rest." After receiving this instruction, the boy let out a long sigh.He walked to the bathroom and cleaned his teeth as required, but the stinging pain from the wounds he had just cleaned made him unable to sleep at all.Although it has only been half a year, the boy's height has grown much faster than his peers, as has his knowledge.A few minutes ago, he was breathing the hot and poisonous air of an alien planet, using a flashing spear to hunt the giant rays migrating in the red desert. The next moment, his prey was chopped into two pieces, and the smell of blood was and contaminated sand spread all over his body.The boy let out a low growl of dissatisfaction until he saw his master, and the anger at being robbed of his prey instantly turned into joy.

"According to Earth's standard time, you have a battle tomorrow." Salomon gave him the order straightforwardly.The boy looked at him expectantly, and the mystic mage blinked, a smile soon blooming on his face. "Are alien rays delicious?" he asked. "I found traces of your use of fire. Local people more than 100 kilometers away even traded fish skins and seasonings with you."

"It's not very tasty. It's full of the taste of metabolites. It may be to reduce water evaporation. I got full marks in the biology class taught by teacher Maya Hansen." The boy said with a smile.His voice was deeper than half a year ago, and his short shaved hair was full of dust. "They are very welcoming, but the seasoning is not very suitable for ordinary people on earth." He added, "I did not go to a big city, where outsiders are not welcome, and primitive people who only use gestures and cannot speak cannot enter."

"Considering that your surgery has not been completely completed, it is already very good that you can achieve such results in a week." The mystic took the fish bone spear made by the boy through trading and hunting and weighed it carefully, "Including your weapons, this It’s a good throwing spear.”

"I prefer bolters," the boy said sheepishly. "I accepted the help. It's nothing. Just put this race on the list of aliens that may coexist with humans. I hope the list will be long." Some."

"If they don't want to..."

"I know I will kill them myself."