A Bouquet for Rocky [Comprehensive British and American]

"Is this really useful?"

Steve Rogers whispered to Natasha.

"Don't you want to use sign language to show that you don't mean any harm?"

Natasha also replied in a low voice: "I guarantee that the magician won't understand."

"But will they understand this way, and you haven't deployed troops around."

asked Steve Rogers.

"Troops are in position a kilometer away if they suddenly attack us."

Natasha responded.

"..."

Steve felt very headache: "The distance of one kilometer..."

If Miss Magician was violent enough, the weapons at this distance might have been noticed long ago. He was not sure if this would lead to the failure of the negotiation: "It's better to withdraw it. I don't think I will die suddenly on the spot."

Natasha nodded, and lightly tapped the annunciator on her ear.

Then, the two heard the voice from the magician at the same time—it resounded directly in their brains, and they couldn't judge the source of the sound at all.

"People who have nothing to do with magic and mystery, why did you suddenly visit my magic workshop?"

It can be heard that the other party deliberately lowered their voice and slowed down their tone, trying to create a serious atmosphere, but Natasha and Steve still found it a little childishly funny: Of course, they didn't laugh outright, they still maintained a serious look expression.

"We have something important to discuss with you!"

Steve yelled from outside the gate, not sure how loud it would be for the magician inside the workshop to hear him.

"You tell me what it is first, and I will confirm whether I want to talk to you."

Eve stood in front of the voice transmission spell in the room, watching Loki gesture with disgust, "Let them explain clearly first."

A willingness to talk is a good thing. Steve Rogers took another two steps forward and shouted loudly: "The Master of Assassin who was defeated by you before, after our investigation, we found that he may belong to a group that is hostile to us. organization, that is, perhaps we have the same hostile targets—"

"But he's out."

The voice in my head sounded.

"That doesn't mean other magicians won't be infiltrated. If it's still possible that your other enemies belong to this organization, we'd like to provide a force so you don't go it alone."

Natasha said that her voice had converged to her usual voice, and she found that no matter how loud or soft she was, the other party should be able to hear her.

Fantastic magic.

"It doesn't seem to be lying, but it should only tell a part of the truth."

Loki stood aside with arms folded, watching his brother's atrium friends with whom he'd better not work together if he could.

"Can you tell just by listening?"

Eve glanced in surprise, and opened her mouth and said, "You can enter the yard now."

The courtyard door opened automatically, Natasha and Steve glanced at each other, and stepped into the courtyard together.The first second they entered the courtyard completely, the two fell into an invisible shackle: the surrounding gravity seemed to be several times stronger at once, making it difficult for people to move an inch, and it required a lot of physical strength to keep standing.

"...Excuse me, this is..."

Steve Rogers gritted his teeth and asked.

"Repeat your identities and reasons for coming here again. Now we will conduct a lie detection on the magic level. If what you say is true, then the gravity adjustment spell imposed on you will be completely invalid. If you have malicious intentions ...Gravity would increase tenfold at its current level."

The voice in my head said so.

Accelerations of three to four G's required the pilots to wear anti-G suits to withstand them. If the current gravity was directly increased by ten times, they would definitely die from ruptured internal organs without any surprises.

This is really a powerful technique, and the magician's workshop should not be underestimated... Steve, who is relatively stronger, gritted his teeth and repeated the identities of the two. After a short pause, the gravity around the two returned to the standard level.

"Didn't you make the workshop's defense technique a bit too much?"

Eve, who watched the two slowly approaching, asked in a low voice.

"It's God's mercy not to kill the invaders directly from the beginning."

Loki raised his chin, not feeling the slightest problem.Before the doorbell rang, he turned into his youthful appearance again, as if he didn't intend to show his true state in front of these guys at all.

Eve glanced in confusion: "It's a strange servant, but concealment is indeed one of the important contents in the Holy Grail War."

Steve and Natasha sat down one after another.Eve knocked on the table, and the four of them gathered around the round table in the living room, with a glass of strawberry milk in front of each of them.

The sweet air filled the entire living room.

Loki pushed the cup away in disgust: I want to drink water.

Eve: "..."

Obviously, the reaction was not so severe a few days ago... She reached out to touch the cup, and the pink liquid gradually faded and became colorless and transparent.Steve remembered Tony's actions at Strange Workshop on Brick Street, and asked curiously, "Can I order a cocktail?"

Eve glanced in surprise: "Of course not. There are only strawberry milk and water here. If you want to come and go to this workshop frequently, I can consider adding tea..."

Steve: "Sorry, I'm just a little curious, you can order alcohol in Strange's Magic Workshop."

Eve was expressionless: "... If I remember correctly, the New York Temple has been accumulated for more than 100 years, and at least three generations of magicians have adjusted it, and I moved here. Less than a week."

Steve Rogers coughed lightly: "Sorry."

Natasha: "So, can we get down to business?"

She glanced at the magician named Eve and the black-haired boy who had been sitting in the corner of the table without saying a word. The other party looked gloomy and guarded. From a psychological point of view, it was even possible for her and others to have hostility.

According to Strange's introduction to the Holy Grail War, if this is a combination of Master and Servant, he should also be a famous character in history...

Eve nodded: "You said earlier that the Master of Assassin might belong to a certain organization?"

Natasha took out a stack of documents from her backpack, reached out and pushed them to the center of the table: "This is what we can investigate so far, and it has been submitted to you without reservation, which also represents the sincerity of our trip. Please take a look."

Eve glanced briefly, then handed it to the teenager sitting next to her: "Caster, watch it too."

Rocky frowned, but still took the document.In the final analysis, even if the magician of Midgard belongs to some organization of magicians, what does it have to do with him? It's not the same... The time at the Opera House was just that the servants were more difficult to deal with. It's just spread there, it's not worth mentioning at all.

"Actually we printed more than one copy."

Natasha handed Eve a new printout at the right time: "This person is not an orthodox magician, and he has never received any organization or family education before, and there is no trace of magic seal on his body. It is just Ordinary people with the talent for magic circuits... were involved in this catastrophe because of mind control."

The life of this unlucky guy is described in detail on the printing paper. He came from a well-off family in a smooth sailing. He is a well-known screenwriter in the industry. He is also quite interested in opera, but only for appreciation. He is a frequent guest of the New York City Opera House, or is it a musical? Members of interest associations...

The man in the photo smiled brightly at the camera. In Loki's eyes, he lacked IQ and had the same idiot look as his brother. It really didn't look like the expression a magician would have.

"The organization that controls this man is our old opponent. It may have already infiltrated during the third Holy Grail War. The subsequent Holy Grail Wars ended in failure, but now the other party is clearly showing a tendency to intervene again. Since The enemy is common, and I think it is necessary for us to unite..."

Natasha's face was moved with emotion and reason.

"Then how do you divide the spoils?"

Eve said suddenly: "There is only one Holy Grail. Even as a wishing machine, theoretically, there is only one set of Master and Servant. If you want to help me, you can guarantee that when the Holy Grail War is over, you will not interfere." Shall we reclaim the Holy Grail?"

Steve was at a loss for words for a moment: "This...is not something that Natasha and I can decide on."

"Ah."

Loki let out a mocking laugh at the right time.Sure enough, when key issues were mentioned, these people in the atrium would start to be vague.

"...Perhaps the description of the omnipotent wish machine has given you a lot of unrealistic imaginations."

Eve looked at the two of them: "But the Holy Grail is the bottom line that we will never compromise. If you are not clear about this question, please go back."