[Comprehensive British and American] After the mage traveled through the super British world

The New York battle is over for a few days.

After busy cleaning the battlefield, Cyril was invited to the celebration party of the Avengers.

Knowing that he does not currently have any place to live, the generous Tony naturally reserved a room for him in the Avengers Building.

Cyril is an elf who is only favored by the gods. Food can be made by magic, and there is no need for sleep or bathing at all.But wandering alone in a strange city was uncomfortable, so he accepted the offer and temporarily lived in the Avengers Mansion.

Perhaps it was because they were too busy, or because they had experience in receiving visitors from another world such as Thor, it was rare for S.H.I.E.L.D. not to send anyone to harass them.

Cyril had an easy few days.

The morning sunlight penetrates the glass, rendering the interior space a gorgeous golden red.

Even if it was a rest day with nothing to do, the two senior agents of S.H.I.E.L.D. and Captain America got up early, and after completing a day's training, they sat in the restaurant while watching the news station and eating breakfast.

"Agent Patton," Cyril sat on the left side of the dining table, holding a straw to sip the water in the glass, "Are you still free today?"

Clint quietly ate the peanut butter stolen from Dr. Banner's refrigerator, and said casually: "If you don't go to work today, there is nothing urgent. What's the matter with you all the time asking me out these days?"

Xi Ruier is also thinking about the after-sales service of his task rewards, "If you are not busy, let's catch pets. What kind of animal do you like? Eagles, snakes, bears, etc. are all fine."

Clint thought carefully for a while, and said happily: "My favorite animal is giant pandas. When I'm free, I often go to the National Zoo in Washington to see giant pandas! You don't know how cute they are!"

Xi Ruier, who has no common knowledge about giant pandas, nodded when he heard the words: "Okay, then let's catch giant pandas."

Steve, who was drinking milk at the side, frowned tightly: "Agent Patton, if you don't want to cause international diplomatic disputes, you'd better not go."

Clint curled his lips: "Wow, you old-fashioned joke is serious, Nick Fury should really give you a bonus."

"You should know that Cyril lacks some common sense, so don't say anything that might mislead him." Steve glanced at Barton lightly, then realized something, turned his head and smiled slightly at Cyril, " Sorry, no offense intended."

Seeing Steve's worried look, Cyril waved his hand: "It's okay, I really lack important common sense about this world, that's a fact."

Clint sighed exaggeratedly, turned his head and pinched the flesh on his face and made a grimace at Cyril: "I have been with the captain for a long time, and I feel that I am getting old."

Cyril smiled softly, eyes narrowed: "Are you ready, Agent Patton?"

Clint stood up, wiped the peanut butter from the corner of his mouth, got up secretly again, put the small jar back into Banner's refrigerator, and muttered: "I hope Banner won't stop after he finds that his peanut butter is half gone." I was so angry that I turned into a Hulk and smashed things... Cyril, you said that I can catch up to three pets, right? Then I will try to catch a bald eagle first! Think about the fact that there is an eagle in the middle of a fight. Flying around me, so fucking handsome!"

Cyril: "Okay."

Steve: "Watch the language! Barton!"

Button: "I know, I know! When Stark wakes up, tell him that I drove his car to catch eagles!"

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When Barton returned triumphantly with his pet, it was already afternoon.

A ferocious bald eagle stood obediently on his shoulder, closing its eyes quietly and resting with its wings folded.

When meeting Saul in the elevator, Clint gave the order and watched happily as the eagle suddenly opened its eyes, whizzed and circled handsomely above Saul's head, making a showy cry.

Clint: "Handsome?"

Sol: "..."

Cyril said unhurriedly: "Due to the effects of magic, this eagle's habits will undergo some changes, making it more adaptable to living with humans, but if it is not fed or played with it for a long time, it will die of depression. , so you must pay attention to taking it to play or fight side by side with it. By the way, as the owner, you can feel everything about it at any time, including physical condition, location, hunger level, etc. In battle, the eagle can It provides you with a 25% agility bonus and a 20% attack speed bonus. The eagle's eyesight is far superior to that of ordinary people. You can also share the perspective with it and become a real eagle eye. As for the more flexible combat mode, I believe you can His strength will soon be discovered in battle."

After speaking for a long time, Cyril gently touched the bald eagle, paused, and then continued: "If your eagle is unfortunately killed in battle, you can revive it after it is out of combat. But the resurrection Afterwards, this little thing will be weak for an hour, and you need to take good care of it."

Clint rubbed his head against the pet's little head, apparently unable to put it down: "Thank you so much!"

The elevator doors slid open to both sides, and Saul walked out following the footsteps of the two.

Seeing Clint playing with the eagle endlessly, he couldn't help but say a little sourly: "My friend Cyril, I also want a pet."

Cyril turned around, looked at the son of Odin who also had long golden hair, and comforted him with a smile: "You are already very powerful, so what does it matter if you have pets or not?"

Thor raised his head: "You are right, I don't need to compare with weak mortals."

Cyril couldn't help laughing, he shook his head earnestly: "Every creature has its own endowment, and those who are suitable for fighting are defined as powerful by the world, but life is long, I will not give a simple definition of strength , let alone despise your teammates.”

Seeing Sol's unconvinced look, Cyril smoothed his hair again: "Of course, in my heart, you have long been a very powerful and respectable warrior. You have your own honor and responsibility. ,"

Saul was dazzled by the praise, and walked away blithely.

Cyril smiled helplessly.

These new teammates are really cute.

The main thing is that it is very coaxing.

After seeing the stubbornness of the dwarves, the cunning of the goblins, the bloodthirsty violence of the orcs, the complexity and changeability of humans, and the arrogance of the elves, Cyril has long been very handy in dealing with people with different personalities .

At the corner of the corridor not far away, the beautiful red-haired female agent was leaning against the wall, covered by shadows, watching everything quietly. She turned her head and said to Tony who had just walked out of the laboratory: "Don't you think it's scary?"

Tony has been spinning for two days in order to do the experiment, and he has long been sleepy and confused: "What?"

Natasha shrugged casually: "The strength is terrifying, and the 'magic' in his mouth has a complete system, which proves that there must be a huge force behind him, and we don't know anything about it. But just these few days In just a few days, he has been perfectly integrated into our team, at least I like him, so I feel a little scary."

Tony squeezed the space between his brows wearily: "In our small team that is crazily sought after by the citizens, apart from my openly announcing my identity and the captain's past deeds that are well known by the state machine, who has not What about some hidden past?"

The female agent with deep eyes lowered her eyes, and after a few seconds, she smiled and turned to leave.

"Remember what you said, Stark."

When Tony took a few steps forward and turned a corner into the hall, he met Cyril's eyes head-on.

Cyril's eyes are like a pool of hazy lake water, surrounded by moist clouds and mist, which makes people feel gentle and mysterious, but it is hard for people to raise their guard.

Inexplicably, Tony felt that the conversation between him and Natasha just now was actually heard by Cyril.

Cyril looked Tony up and down a few times: "What have you done? Your health is only 80.00% of the normal value."

Tony shrugged nonchalantly: "Improve the armor's propulsion system and dynamic capture capabilities."

"Then you should also pay attention to rest." Cyril reached out to pick up a clean empty water glass, tapped his finger lightly, and it was filled with a glass of colorless clear water. He passed the glass over, "Taste, magic spring water, It can quickly restore stamina."

——Thanks to the cute and brave bald eagle, Clint's favorability for him has reached the requirement of the task [Dear Friend].So now Cyril can give the magic spring water he made to others to drink.

Tony was taken aback for a moment, and said awkwardly, "No, I'd better drink coffee."

Xi Ruier blinked: "But I'm very tired from holding the water glass all the time, can you hold it for me, thank you."

Regarding this tone and method of coaxing a child, Tony should have complained dismissively.

But like most of the people in the Avengers, he is also a typical ALPHA male, arrogant and proud, and takes soft but not strong.

Tony took the water glass and drank it down, then turned to pick up the coffee he wanted to drink.

After walking a few steps, he felt that his headache seemed to be relieved a lot.

After the quilt was filled with coffee, Tony's dry eyes returned to normal.

Seeing Tony walking back with the coffee, Cyril asked with concern: "Do you want to go back and do the experiment?"

Tony took a sip of coffee, and it was rare to chat with others during the experimental interval when busy people were about to die suddenly: "It's almost finished, and it will probably take an hour."

"The effectiveness is just one hour." Cyril raised his hand and swiped an intelligence BUFF for Tony. "The only BUFF that mages can add to others, I don't know if it is useful for your experiment. If it is useful, don't forget to tell me." .”

When Tony walked back to his work room, he was suddenly surprised to find that his physical condition seemed to have completely returned to before he stayed up all night.

He sat down and began to change and draw on the blueprint, his brain started to work, and his thinking became clearer than ever before.

Him, smart Tony Stark.

It seems to be getting smarter, smarter.

It's amazing magic.