Shadow of the Beautiful World

Are you Barry?

In Central City, Sheriff Joe West's home, Merlin handed the cane to Agent Jimmy beside him, and the latter helped the officer hold the heavy steel cane with some difficulty.

Merlin squatted down and stood in front of a gloomy boy. He looked at the sad child in front of him, and said in a gentle tone:

I'm your father's friend, Barry, you can call me Uncle Merlin.

Barry didn't answer, but sitting next to Barry, a slightly older little black girl with braids said to Merlin:

Barry doesn't talk, he's been like this since yesterday, when my dad brought him back, he's like that.

Barry doesn't talk because Barry is very sad.

Merlin said to the little girl:

Are you Barry's friend? Sweet little girl.

My name is Iris West.

The little girl looked at Barry, and she said:

I want to be his friend, but Barry won't talk to me.

You're sure to be his good friend.

Merlin smiled at the little girl, looked back at the little bus, and said:

You want to see your father, don't you? In the minibus.

After hearing these words, Xiaoba Li, who hadn't reacted at all, immediately raised his head. He looked at Merlin helplessly. The 8-year-old said:

Yes, Joe won't let me see my father, Uncle Merlin, can you help me? Can you take me to my father?

certainly.

Merlin stretched out his fingers and scratched Barry's nose. He said to the child:

Of course I will help you, but I need you to promise me one thing.

What's up?

Barry stood up and looked at Merlin. Merlin pointed to Iris behind Barry, and said:

After we come back, you will be friends with Iris, best friend, can you promise me?

Um!

Barry nodded vigorously, turned around, gave Iris a hug, and kissed Iris on the cheek. This is the child's way of representing intimacy.

Iris was a little caught off guard, she screamed and pushed Barry away, and then ran into her room.

Barry didn't care, he looked back at Merlin, and said:

Uncle Merlin, Iris and I are friends now, can you take me to meet my dad?

What a clever little ghost.

Merlin stretched out his hand and stroked Barry's hair. He said to Barry:

You close your eyes and count 1, 2, 3, and after you count, you can see your dad.

You won't lie to me, will you?

Barry looked at Merlin suspiciously. The latter shrugged and tried to show a smile on his pale face. He said:

I'm your father's friend, how could I lie to you?

Barry took a deep breath, closed his eyes, stretched out his fingers, and counted softly:

1,2

Merlin put his hands on Barry's shoulders and wrapped him up with magic power. The next moment, he and Barry disappeared into the room.

The Transfiguration Curse puts a lot of pressure on the spirit of ordinary people. Merlin has to maintain the magic power carefully so as not to hurt the spirit of Little Barry, but even so, when Barry opened his eyes, the child's face was still pale, and his head was still pale. Also a little dizzy.

But his father really appeared before his eyes.

The haggard Henry was staying in his cell. The moment he turned his head, he saw Merlin who suddenly appeared, and Barry, his son beside him.

dad!

Barry let out a scream, and the whole person rushed towards Henry.

Henry subconsciously opened his arms and held his son tightly in his arms.

The child's voice caught the detective's attention, but when he walked over, he saw Merlin blocking the door of the cell with an indifferent face, clasping the black ID in Merlin's hand, which made the detective shrug his shoulders .

He turned around and left without disturbing the brief reunion of the father and son.

Merlin sent the police detective away, and he looked back at Henry, who was half kneeling on the ground, helping Barry to straighten his clothes and hair.

His movements were so gentle and full of emotion that Merlin couldn't bear to watch them any longer.

He knew that under Henry's stubbornness and protection of the child, there was too little he could do. Even a secret agent cannot force a man to shirk his responsibilities.

And just ten minutes later, after Merlin sent Barry back to Police Officer Joe West's home, an unexpected person appeared beside Merlin with the Apparatus Curse.

Sir, urgent message from Agent Coulson!

Wearing a small uniform, wearing a toad mirror, and a sl.d. special affairs consultant with a stick-like magic wand hanging from his waist, Little Leprechaun Dobby accurately jumped out of the halo of the Displacement Curse and appeared in Merlin.

Merlin looked at the panting leprechaun, and he knew that there was trouble again.

Coulson, Melinda, and Sharon are all aware of Dobby's existence, but they generally don't ask Dobby to deliver messages for them. Dobby performs more important tasks.

But now that Dobby appeared here, it meant that something Coulson couldn't ignore must have happened.

Merlin breathed a sigh of relief, and he looked at Dobby.

Merlin, who was a little tired because of the matter of little Matt and Henry, asked in a low voice:

whats the matter?

Dobby took a peek at the officer's displeased expression. The special advisor nicknamed Leprechaun hesitated, wondering if he should tell Merlin the bad news.

But its hesitation attracted Merlin's scolding.

Dobby! Tell me what happened!

yes!

Hearing his name, Dobby subconsciously straightened his body. He hesitated for 2 seconds, then lowered his voice, and said to Merlin:

A plane crash occurred in South America. Two scientific agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. were killed in the incident. They are Mr. Richard Parker and Ms. Mary Parker

Merlin's body shook at this moment, he looked a little shaky, his face turned pale at this moment, and the light in his eyes was as cold as the cold wind.

He looked at Dobby with that look as if he was about to eat people, which made Dobby back several steps in fear.

Where is the location?

Merlin's voice had never been so tired, he asked in an eerily flat tone.

Take me there.

With a light hook of his finger, the steel cane held by Agent Jimmy fell into his hand.

Dobby stretched out his hand and placed it on Merlin's cane.

Given Merlin's current situation, it would be better for Dobby to release this continent-spanning spell of transfiguration.

As the leprechaun's fingers danced, the two disappeared in place under the distortion of the light.

When they reappeared, they had crossed a distance of tens of thousands of kilometers and came to a remote canyon in Bolivar. There are already several military vehicles and S.H.I.E.L.D.'s official vehicles parked there in the canyon. At the bottom of the canyon, the wreckage of the planes scattered within a few kilometers, still emitting black smoke, looks so miserable.

so bleak

Have you found anyone?

Merlin stood at the top of the canyon, looking at the scene of the disaster. At this moment, he realized that he had asked a stupid question. Looking at the state of the wreckage of the plane, he should know that under such circumstances, It is no longer possible to find complete bodies.

He only met the Richards once, but they were not just colleagues, they were family. He had promised Richard and his wife would take good care of their child Peter, but now

What should he do, bring this bad news back to his cousin's house?

After little Peter grows up, how should he tell the child this fact?

boom

Merlin seemed to have suddenly lost his strength, and he sat on the ground, startling the little leprechaun next to him.

Sitting there, looking blankly at the wreckage below, he said:

What exactly is going on

Why why is this happening?

One by one, is this proving something? Is this reminding me?

you

Merlin clenched his fists, he looked at the sky, gritted his teeth, and said word by word:

What the hell are you trying to do!

—

We don't want to do anything.

At the gambling table at the end of the stars, Overlord Cyber ​​also looked at the direction of things in front of him with a look of surprise. As if explaining himself, he said:

It really has nothing to do with us, at least not with me.

He turned his head to look at Death standing on the other side, and said:

Did you do this?

Death didn't even look at him, and the indifferent elf said casually:

Am I such a boring person?

A few seconds later, Death's tone also became hesitant. His one eye looked at the light curtain in front of him, and he said:

It seems that several lines have ushered in a turning point at the same time. He is really, really unlucky.

But I guess he won't listen no matter how you explain.

Overlord looked at the light curtain in front of him, he looked at Merlin's eyes full of hatred and anger on the light curtain, he shrugged:

Looking at the look in his eyes, he already hates us. Now I really want to beat us up, or even kill us even though he doesn't know our existence.

No problem.

Death said calmly as ice:

The tempering of the soul is also a trial. If he finally has the ability to vent his anger to us, then I will gladly accept this challenge. No explanation, no intervention, mediocrity cannot breed greatness, let me see look

Under this heavy pressure, what choice will he make?

—

In the afternoon of the next day, in the light of dusk, Merlin dragged his tired body and walked heavily into St. Matthew's Church, leaning on a cane.

He sat in his previous position, closed his eyes, and put his cane aside, as if he was continuing to think about the answers to the questions he didn't get yesterday.

Ten minutes later, just like yesterday, Father Paul, who had finished his sermon, walked into the church with scriptures.

He saw Merlin immediately.

He also saw the depression and heaviness entangled in Merlin's body. It seemed that this young man had just experienced some terrible things.

The priest didn't bother Merlin immediately.

He knew that what Merlin needed now was the quiet of being alone.

So the priest went to the church to get busy, sitting and doing daily cleaning and rectification, until an hour later, after finishing a prayer, Father Paul stood up. He looked back at Merlin, who was like a sculpture, just sitting on the chair, motionless.

This made the priest a little worried, he walked up to Merlin, and he looked at Merlin.

Although the latter had his eyes closed, he also felt the approach of the priest. The moment Father Paul spoke, Merlin suddenly asked in a hoarse and low voice:

Father, I am very sorry.

why?

Father Paul asked, Merlin opened his eyes, through the lens of the glasses, the priest could see the flame of anger shining in Merlin's eyes.

The latter said in a low, sad voice:

I have witnessed tragic things, those things that happened because of me, those evil consequences that happened because of me, I want to avenge those tragedies, but I don't know where to stab the blade, I want to vent the flames in my heart, but I don't know where to ignite it, can you enlighten me?

There are always people who want to hurt us, Merlin.

The priest held the scriptures in his hand, and in the dusk that spilled into the church, he said to Merlin:

“We awaken our inner demons to protect ourselves. When something we hold dear is taken away, our first instinct is revenge”

It's normal, Merlin. Everyone has their own demons. It doesn't mean something is wrong with you.

Facing the priest's enlightenment, Merlin didn't say anything. A few seconds later, he said again:

I want to beat those who hurt them. I want to kill them. I want to see their blood spill over the ground. I want to bury them. I want to hear their screams as they rot under the dirt.

I want to destroy their world, destroy their life, like they did to people I care about, people I love, all this, this idea, does it make me a bad person?

Different from the flat voice before, when Merlin expressed his inner thoughts, the voice of gnashing teeth, the distorted expression, and the flames dancing in the eyes seemed to make Father Paul see a demon awakened in the church.

Maybe it's not an illusion

But in the face of Merlin's inquiry, Father Paul was silent for a few seconds. He crossed his chest and said to Merlin:

No, that just means you're an ordinary person.

Yeah, I'm just an ordinary person.

Merlin leaned back on the chair, looked at the statue of Christ in front of him, and said:

I'm an ordinary person, so I can't destroy, I can't save, I can't stop bad things, and I can't do good things

I want to do good things, I always want to do good things, I try very hard to do good things, I try my best to do good things. But why, my efforts are always accompanied by setbacks, always accompanied by pain, always accompanied by hurt

How can I become a person that other people can rely on

Merlin closed his eyes, and said weakly:

Teach me, Father

This question is too difficult