Shadow of the Beautiful World

Well, it's tiring to chat with the old men on your earth, but the food is really good.

In a large manor on the outskirts of Vienna, a very high-profile dinner was drawing to a close. General Sif, who was attending the banquet in a beautiful Asgardian-style black evening dress, held a glass of wine while sipping Drink, while walking into the balcony.

Merlin, who had changed into a tuxedo, was standing there, as if admiring the night view. After hearing the complaints from behind, Merlin turned around and raised the wine glass in his hand to Ms. Sif. He said:

But I think you are coping well, those old men are also very happy.

It's all just a play.

Sif stood beside Merlin and said disdainfully:

The smirks on their faces made me feel like I was back when the representatives of the Nine Kingdoms held a banquet in Asgard. Everyone was laughing, but everyone didn't want to laugh. They all had their own plans. My own opinion.

The female general from God's Domain shrugged and drank the wine in the glass. She shook the empty glass and said to Merlin:

Locky should be allowed to attend this banquet. He must like such an occasion, where his desire to perform, which has nowhere to rest, can be brought into full play. He must be able to have a good chat with those old men.

Oh? Loki?

Merlin says:

It is said in Norse mythology that he is Thor's uncle and Odin's brother, but I know that in the real Asgard, he is Thor's younger brother. It is said that he likes to play some pranks and is an excellent character. dramatist?

right.

Sif looked at the starry sky above her head which was different from Asgard, she said:

He has a naughty personality since he was a child. We grew up together. Others don't like Loki, but I think he is actually okay, but he is more like a dark elf from Walter Alheim than an Asgardian. The combination with the elves of Alfheim and the dwarves is smart and wise, but the heart is always restless, timid, and afraid of challenges.

Sif said:

But other than that, he's actually pretty good. Much better than Thor in some ways.

Speaking of this, the female general complained a little irritably:

Loki, who knows least, won't keep me waiting in the garden all night...

Ha, it looks like you have a lot of grudges against Prince Thor. I heard Skolchi say that you are Prince Thor's fiancée, the future Queen of Asgard...but to be honest, with a real I can also feel a little bit the feeling of a soldier falling in love.

Merlin beckoned, and a waiter quickly came over. Merlin took two glasses of wine from the tray and handed one to Sif. He looked at Sif's face with light makeup, and said:

Let's not talk about these bad things. Speaking of which, Ms. Sif, your makeup is really beautiful, and your perfume is also good. Did you choose it yourself?

No.

Sif picked up the wine glass and clinked glasses with Merlin, she said:

It's the make-up artist invited by Mr. Randolph. Although the make-up artist is a bit of a bitch, his understanding and pursuit of beauty is indeed much better than mine.

Well, the main reason is that you are an unusually beautiful lady, Sif.

Merlin shook the wine glass, he said softly:

Like a beautiful gem, a skilled craftsman only needs to carve it a little to become a peerless treasure. But if it is a stubborn stone itself, no matter how skilled the craftsman is, it is impossible to turn waste into treasure.

Yo, you are very good at talking.

Sif raised her beautiful eyebrows, and she said:

It reminds me of Loki. You are really similar. You like to flatter others. Most importantly, the compliments you say are always irresistible to others.

I'm just telling the truth.

Merlin took a sip of the fine wine, raised his glass, and said solemnly:

According to the age of the Asgardians, Prince Thor is still very young. Young people don't know how to appreciate true beauty...but believe me, he will know who is the most cherished person sooner or later. I wish you Happy marriage in the future, Sif, my friend, when you get married, don't forget to send invitations to me, a poor man far away from the earth.

no problem.

Sif also raised her wine glass to greet Merlin, she said:

I also wish you a happy life and a smooth relationship, my friend.

The two exchanged pleasantries for a few more minutes, and then Sif left the balcony to say goodbye to representatives of the World Security Council and some political leaders who came.

Merlin was still standing on the balcony. He looked at Sif's slender back. He put the wine glass to his mouth and said softly:

She's hurt, isn't she?

Well, Miss Sif's action posture is slightly different from before. Although she concealed it well, there is still a little awkwardness when she walks.

Icarus replied:

She probably chose makeup to cover up this. According to Ms. Sif's previous personality, she is not a woman who likes makeup.

That's what makes it interesting.

Merlin narrowed his eyes and said:

It seems that our guess is right. She really went to some places we don't know, which can hurt a powerful Asgardian like Sif. Well, it seems that there is still danger hidden there.

However, when she saw that I didn't draw my sword immediately, it means that this investigation is over and my suspicion has been cleared... that's great.

Merlin took a sip of his wine and said:

I can live a peaceful life again for a while.

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Sif left the earth early the next morning and returned to Asgard. Skorchi stayed at his father's house. He also had his own vacation, and seemed to be shouldering some tasks given by Prince Thor.

This young man has been collecting some strange things from the previous few trips to the earth, from mobile phones, to computers, even audio-visual products, some books on human history, and some magical products, mechanical products and so on.

Well, it seems that Prince Thor who has never met Merlin is also very interested in the earth.

However, these have nothing to do with Merlin for the time being.

There are still the last few days of his 15-day long vacation. After completing Sif's investigation mission, he took his family to England to visit some children of his past.

Yo, this kid is so cute.

In a magical apartment near Diagon Alley in London, Merlin was sitting on the sofa with a newborn baby in his arms, gently shaking his shoulders, while facing the grown-up man sitting in front of him, Harry Potter, the father of two children, and the current Director of Law Enforcement of the British Ministry of Magic, said:

His eyes really look like yours, Harry, ah, it's just been a few years since I've seen you, look at you, you've already got married and established businesses.

Yes, time flies, Mr. Merlin.

Harry, who was more stable than before, smiled at Merlin. His wife, the gentle little Ginny, brought coffee for the two of them, and then sat next to Merlin. The youngest daughter of the Weasley family had a good feeling for Merlin. After the New York incident, she has always regarded Merlin as a reliable big brother, and occasionally wrote a few magic letters to Merlin instead of Harry.

However, the frequency of writing letters is not high.

On the one hand, the children have grown up, have their own careers, and are very busy. On the other hand, the bad cat in Merlin's family, Goo Goo, has a bad habit and always likes to prey on those owls that deliver letters...

Hermione and Ron will be over in a minute.

Ginny whispered to Merlin:

Hermione heard that you came to London, so she turned down all the meetings today. As you know, she is the Deputy Minister of Magic now, and she is also a capable candidate for the next Minister of Magic... She has a high position and authority, and there is no Too much time for myself.

I understand, I can understand.

Merlin smiled and said to Ginny and Harry:

This is my fault. I should have notified you in advance before I came. Speaking of which, you named your youngest son Albus? Is it to commemorate old man Dumbledore?

Um.

Harry nodded. Although the child has grown up, he still wears the round eyes. He said to Merlin:

When I was growing up, there were many people who had a great influence on me. Dean Dumbledore was one, and so were Ron's parents, including you, Mr. Merlin. I plan to name my next child Merlin. ...But Ginny's parents objected, because in the eyes of wizards, Merlin is a rather special name.

I know, the legendary great wizard in history is very commemorative.

Merlin looked at the child in his arms, and said:

I can feel that this child has a strong affinity for magic, and he will definitely become a great wizard like his parents in the future...

You have a new communication message, Your Excellency Merlin.

The message that suddenly popped up on Icarus' glasses interrupted Merlin's chat with his children. He looked at the source of the communication message, and then frowned.

He said to Harry and Ginny:

I've got to take care of something, work... I'll be back soon, keep little Hermione and Ron waiting for me, we'll have dinner together in the afternoon, my kids will stay with you first ,is that OK?

It's fine.

Ginny took the baby in Merlin's arms, and she said to Merlin:

Winky is playing in the storage room with the children, you can take care of things at ease, Mr. Merlin, we all know you are a busy man.

Um.

Merlin smiled apologetically at the two friends, then used the Displacement Charm to leave Harry's magical mansion, and appeared in the hotel he had booked in London. He reconnected to the communication, and s..l.d. Sika Jones' face appeared on the lens in front of his eyes.

Have you got any results from your investigation?

Merlin sat on the sofa and asked, in front of him, Jessica nodded with a sleepy face.

She didn't know that with the blessing of Icarus's super communication module, Merlin could see her projection through the lens of Icarus. She grabbed the phone and sat up from the bed carelessly, wearing only her underwear in the room. walking around.

Uh, Merlin didn't want to see it, he planned to ask Icarus to turn off the communication projector, but the next moment, he saw something extraordinary.

On the bed behind the fiery Jessica, her partner Luke Cage was lying there with a drained look on his face...

These two guys actually got mixed up?

Merlin frowned. He wanted to remind Jessica that the agents within S.H.I.E.L.D. were not allowed to engage in such office romances, but he suddenly thought that these two guys were not official agents, so what did he think? Getting along is actually their own business.

Merlin can take care of this kind of thing, but it doesn't have to.

Jessica picked up a women's cigarette, and just lay on the balcony, letting her beautiful body be exposed to the sun. She reported to Merlin the results of her work during this period:

We found the guy who modified Cage before, right here in Detroit, a private arms contractor who specializes in making superhuman slave fighters. He also has a base here, we tried to go into investigation yesterday, but there are many Controlled mutant slaves... and a lot of test subjects, sir, the number is quite amazing.

What's his name?

Merlin asked.

At the beginning, he included Jessica Jones and the magical man Luke Cage into the supernumerary system of s..l.d., not casually.

Merlin was very curious about the process of the magical man Luke Cage being transformed into a superhuman in prison. He wanted to find out the secret behind this superhuman transformation. From Luke Cage's description at the time, there should be a Secret organizations are doing the work.

He handed over the task of finding this organization to these two rookie agents who had studied at the SHIELD Academy for several months. It had been a long time, more than a year had passed, and Merlin almost forgot about these two guys.

But unexpectedly, they really brought Merlin a pleasant surprise.

What was his real name, no one knows, sir.

Jessica said helplessly:

But we know his pseudonym, he claims to be Ajax, and it is said that he works for the military, but to be honest, judging from his laboratory situation and his private 'business', he seems to be doing it alone. of.

Wait, Ajax?

Merlin narrowed his eyes, the name reminded him of something else.

He hesitated for a few seconds, then said to Jessica:

You wait in Detroit for a while, and I will give you an action plan by tomorrow at the latest...Well, I may go there in person, don't startle the snake.

Yes, sir.

Jessica accepted the order. She walked into the room, put out the cigarette in the ashtray, and said to Merlin on the other end of the phone with a strange smile:

One more thing, sir...we're out of money for our operations.

Um?

Merlin said in surprise:

The operation funds for this quarter were given to you a month ago, right?

Yes, but looking for clues everywhere, air tickets, accommodation, meals, and necessary disguises all cost money.

Jessica argued:

We have worked very hard for S.H.I.E.L.D. and found the information you need, sir, shouldn't this be rewarded?

Um...

Jessica and Cage's Defenders team's spending bills for the past few months quickly appeared on Icarus' lens. Merlin looked at those weird expenses and said:

I think the funding is adequate, I mean, if you two hadn't paid for an off-road vehicle 37 days ago, invested in three properties in someone else's name in Hell's Kitchen, and... Well, let me see, 47 sets of cosmetics, 26 high-end clothing, 7 watches... tsk tsk, a lot of debt.

Okay, stop talking, sir.

Jessica screamed:

I was wrong, the funding is enough, we don't need money, okay? I don't need it...

Well, that's good.

Merlin nodded, and said softly:

Don't forget who you are working for, and be careful next time you make up a lie...