Shadow of the Beautiful World

Text 3. Son of the Black Panther

On the runway at JFK, on the gangway of the oversized, ultra-luxury black private jet, Ms Ororo's fiancé was waiting for his guests.

He was a handsome young black man.

He was wearing a slightly weird black robe, which was pure black, similar to a dress, with some incomprehensible patterns on it, but it fit well, and it was almost like a suit after wearing it.

He is also wearing a pair of leather sandals, much like the royal sandals worn by nobles in ancient Egypt.

His hair was cut short, and with those black eyes, he looked very capable and energetic. With his hands behind his back, he waited for several guests to walk up the gangway with a gentle but serious attitude.

Hi, my name is T'Challa.

After everyone stepped onto the gangway platform, this young man, who was somewhat similar to Eric, said to Eric very accommodatingly:

I am the son of T'Chaka the Black Panther. In theory, you should call me brother.

Eric looked at the hand stretched out by the Son of the Black Panther in front of him. He hesitated for a moment, then reached out and held the hand. He said to T'Challa who was smiling all over his face:

Hi T'Challa, I'm Son of Eric Njob.

Prince Enjob was a cousin who grew up with my father. The relationship between them is very good. Regarding the unfortunate experience of Uncle Enjob

A trace of sadness flashed across T'Challa's face. He patted Eric on the shoulder and said:

I regret.

You never told me before that the person who was buried with the prince's etiquette back then had a son.

Beside Merlin, Ororo said to T'Challa with a dissatisfied face:

If Merlin didn't come to the door, I would still be kept in the dark, T'Challa, why did you hide this matter?

Because it's not a good thing, my Ororo.

Now looking to be in his 20s, Techa, who is slightly older than Eric, stretched his arms around Ororo's slender waist. The gentle prince explained softly:

Uncle Enjob's matter is related to the disagreement within the royal family. That disagreement has a long history. As a prince and future queen, we should not get involved. In fact, I just found out about Eric's existence.

T'Challa glanced at Merlin, and he said:

My father hid Eric's existence from the whole kingdom. He let a Wakanda bloodline remain outside, regardless of his life or death. .”

So, maybe we can ask His Majesty the King.

Merlin interjected:

I am Eric's guardian, Merlin Riley

He shot T'Challa and said frankly:

I believe that Ms. Ororo has told you my identity, Your Highness, I am a secret agent. But this trip is not an official matter, it is my private matter.

Hello, Mr. Merlin.

Techara held hands with Merlin, and he said to Merlin in a vigilant but polite tone:

Wakanda welcomes all our recognized guests. Since Ororo recommended you to me, it proves that she trusts you, and as her fiance, I will trust you just like her.

We'll be flying soon.

His Royal Highness glanced at the surrounding scenery, he said:

It will be a long journey, but I have prepared comfortable rooms for you, delicious food and wine that suits your taste. If you are too tired, there are jacuzzi and professional masseurs on the plane.

He glanced at the clothes of Merlin and Eric, and said:

And, after takeoff, you will need a tailor to make a Wakanda dress for the two of you, and your hair will need some attention, especially yours, Eric, which is a unique cultural form of dreadlocks, Domestic acceptance in Wakanda is not high”

His Royal Highness took two guests into his luxurious cabin like a palace, and he said to Merlin and Eric:

Although this may seem cumbersome, but if you want to see my father, these are necessary.

T'Challa was right.

Ororo took off her sun hat and sunglasses, she turned to Merlin and Eric and said:

Although Wakanda is advanced in technology, it is still a feudal country. I actually don't like staying there very much. It will make people depressing, but it is my hometown after all.

I can understand.

Merlin nodded and said:

The diversity of civilizations, I don't have any opinions.

He glanced at Eric, and he said:

He won't have any opinion.

That's good.

T'Challa, a handsome African, smiled, showing two rows of white teeth. He clapped his hands, and several servants came out with various food and drinks, which were quickly filled on the table. got food.

Two women in robes also walked up to Merlin and Eric, measuring their bodies with a tape measure.

Let's eat something first.

T'Challa made a please gesture to the others, saying:

It's been a long journey. Maybe we can share our stories with each other.

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It was indeed a long flight from New York to Africa, and T'Challa's plane flew fast and steady, and the plane was so huge that it was like a moving palace.

Its interior is upscale, but not tacky.

His Royal Highness T'Challa obviously has a very profound aesthetic sense. He designed a simple and elegant decoration for his plane. Around the lobby of the plane, there are some ornamental plants placed in glass cabinets.

It's an interesting game.

His Royal Highness was sitting on the sofa, playing Gwent with Merlin. The rules of this game are simple and easy to learn. After a few rounds, the prince entered the state.

He threw down a card casually and said to Merlin:

I heard from Ororo that you are a witcher?

right.

Merlin also took out a card and threw it on the table. He took out his own wolf head pendant from the inner lining of his clothes, and said to T'Challa:

But I'm not your typical witcher.

You may not know, Mr. Merlin.

T'Challa said with great interest:

In fact, in Africa, there used to be the inheritance of demon hunters. Of course, we would call this profession 'demon hunter warrior'. For a long time after the darkness of the European Middle Ages was ended, those dark aliens moved When we arrived in the more remote and conservative interior of Africa, the witchers came one after another.

He looked at the wolf head pendant on Merlin's neck, and said:

Until I was born, in some very remote forests or swamps, there were still aliens. When I was young, I saw my father hire demon hunters to get rid of those aliens who harmed the people, but their pendants are not the same as yours. It's different, their pendant is a bird of prey, and they use poison, hand crossbows, and all sorts of magical potions.

Oh, that should be a demon hunter from the Flying Lion School.

Merlin says:

They are a very rare inheritance among demon hunters, and they are wise men among demon hunters. At present, there are very few demon hunters of the flying lion school in Europe. But according to what you said, T'Challa Your Highness, the Flying Lion School should have migrated to Africa as a whole and passed it down here. Well, this is unexpected good news.

After Merlin finished speaking, he glanced at the cards on the table, and then threw down the last weather card, reducing the field attack of T'Challa's carefully arranged rear siege units to 1, which made the original advantage T'Challa was overturned in an instant.

I won.

Merlin put his cards on the table, and he said to T'Challa:

From a beginner's point of view, you played well, Your Highness.

All right.

The Son of the Black Panther also shrugged. He put the cards in his hand on the table and said to Merlin:

This witcher game is quite interesting.

He didn't mean to be playful. After admitting defeat generously, he waved his fingers. The bald woman with a serious breath and a red robe who had been standing by his side since just now turned around and walked out of the plane's storage cabinet. He took out a box and handed it to His Highness the Prince.

T'Challa put the box on the table, pushed it to Merlin, and said:

This is the spoils you won from me, please don't refuse.

Merlin glanced at T'Challa, then at the stern-faced female warrior, who reminded him of the fierce Wakanda female warrior in 1992, and their faces were somewhat similar.

He stretched out his hand and opened the wooden box in front of him.

Inside is a long sword with silver light, which is in the shape of a hand and a half sword. The guard adopts the simplest and most classic cross shape. The blade is simple and plain, but it has a different kind of beauty.

Merlin stretched out his hand and touched the blade of the long sword. The cold sharpness made him nod slightly.

More important is the material of the sword.

Made of pure vibrating gold

If Lingdie saw this sword, she would probably go crazy.

What does it mean?

Merlin didn't accept the sword calmly, he raised his head, looked at T'Challa, pushed his glasses, and asked:

Although you are His Royal Highness, and although Wakanda is rich in vibrating gold, I don't think you will be generous enough to lose a treasure worth at least 100 million as a bet.

Tell me, Prince T'Challa, what do you want to express? Or, what do you want me to do for you?

This is a reward.

T'Challa took the juice from the servant. He leaned on the sofa and raised his glass to Merlin. He said:

From my personal reward, I heard about the past between you and Eric from Ororo. It was you who raised Eric, who was still a child, into what he is now, and you protect him, just like a father. You Let him study, instead of letting him go astray, let him become an excellent researcher, and give him a new life, a new life.

His Royal Highness sighed, and said:

This is what we should have done, but we failed to do it. My father cruelly left my young cousin and let him fend for himself in the outside world. This is not right, but fortunately, you, Merlin Sir, your appearance has given us a chance to redeem our sins.

The Wakanda royal bloodline is difficult to inherit. I only have one younger sister, but now, I have an extra brother.

With undisguised joy in T'Challa's eyes, the gentle and kind prince said:

Just a useful weapon is not enough to express my gratitude. After meeting my father, I will send my gratitude again.

No.

After listening to T'Challa's explanation, Merlin nodded and held the heavy hand and half sword. In the flash of magic power, the sword was put back in his pocket, and he said to the prince in front of him:

This is enough, and, I adopted Eric, not for any reward, just because that child saved me

Having said that, Merlin glanced at the female warrior guarding the prince, and said:

I have also been helped by Wakanda, this lady, I don't know, do you know a female warrior named Okoye?

Hearing this name, the expression of the indifferent female warrior finally changed. She glanced at Merlin and said in a cold voice:

Okoye is my sister and my name is Okna.

I see.

Merlin nodded, and he said to T'Challa and Okna in front of him:

If Ms. Okoye hadn't bought me time, I wouldn't have had the chance to fight back in 1992. Ms. Okoye, your sister was a true warrior. Maintaining her own glory, she died for the mission of the Black Panther, perhaps in your eyes, this is a rare honor, but unfortunately, I was unable to save her at that time.

No need to apologize, Mr. Merlin.

Okna said blankly:

The Doramiji guards are the most loyal claws of the Black Panther. My sister died for her mission. This is not an unacceptable ending.

Mr. Merlin, I have a personal request.

After the exchange between Merlin and Okna was over, T'Challa sat up straight, and he said to Merlin:

I want to know what happened on the night of 1992. Why did my father suddenly appear in a North American city, and why did he send out the Doramiji Guards to hunt down a murderer? Most importantly, why did he leave My cousin?

This question made Merlin hesitate. He glanced at the closed door in front of him. Eric should still be cleaning his face.

He breathed a sigh of relief and said to T'Challa:

Because your uncle made a mistake.

Prince Njob was planning a dangerous thing at the time. He and Ulysses Crow stole a batch of vibration gold from Wakanda. Your father came to question him.

Unfortunately, the questioning between the brothers was finally interrupted. Your father sent Njob back to Wakanda for trial, probably to save his life, but the Hydra killer who has been tracking me launched The attack, in which Prince Njob was involved.

As for Okoye, it should have been sent by the Black Panther to take revenge after Prince Enjob's death.

So it is!

T'Challa frowned, this fact was beyond his guess, but it was reasonable.

After a while, he looked at Merlin and said:

Then did you tell Eric this fact?

He knows something.

Merlin says:

But I don't think it's up to me to tell you about this. Your father, Black Panther, should have explained everything to him

After all, this is the internal affairs of your Wakanda royal family.

Um.

T'Challa also nodded, and he said:

Your consideration is correct, Mr. Merlin. It is true that my father must explain this matter. I also want to know why he would do such a thing.