[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Gem Merchant

"Brother?"

Sol, who walked side by side with Loki, showed a vigilant look. Every time his brother had this look, it meant that some unknown wretch had become a victim of the source of happiness for the god of tricks. They had been together for more than 1000 years. The level of vigilance on his expression can be called radar, after all, Loki's unlucky brother is the first to suffer the brunt of thousands of pranks in his long life.

"Don't get excited, big man."

Green eyes squinted at his elder brother, this guy will take the throne in a few months, why is he still as stupid as ever: "I just gave a gift to a certain friend."

"Friend? When did you hand it in, is it from Vanaheim?"

Sol scratched the back of his head and was very confused. He knew his brother's popularity. He had gone bankrupt 500 years ago and spent most of his time alone. While innocent, hapless being targeted by the god of trickery, he is also really relieved that his always gloomy brother can get along with others.

Alas, there are so many things to worry about when you are an older brother——

"Midgardian, I hope you can still remember in your muscular head what the Atrium is, and that is the Atrium Magician."

Loki rolled his eyes, and gave a concise introduction in an impatient tone: "My name is Alphonse, to be specific, he is an alchemist."

Oh, the magician's friend is also a magician, this is normal, after all Asgard is martial, it is hard to find a few guys who can share the same language.Sol nodded: "Well, you can take him to Asgard to play when you have time, and mother will be happy that you can make friends."

"Asgard's air magic power (Mana) concentration is much higher than that of the atrium. The ants in the atrium who have no magic power at all can't feel it, but magicians with sensitive magic circuits will feel uncomfortable. You can't say a word in the class 800 years ago. Didn't listen to it."

The little prince glanced at his elder brother again with disgust: "Also, don't talk to me in such a disgusting manner."

As if it was a shocking event that he had one or two acquaintances.

……

The atrium, specifically, the top floor of a hotel in New York.

Tony Stark quickly accepted the reality, groping his white robe up and down, adapting to his new identity as an alchemist: "Al, how did you make it into a suit?"

"That needs to be controlled by magic power, you can buy other clothes and change it."

Alphonse was also at a loss when faced with the complex operation interface of the steel suit: "Your body doesn't have a single magic circuit, my God, I hope there are still leftovers of those non-magic self-triggering gem products I made before... Otherwise, it would be very difficult to even change back to the body.”

Deadlock, Alphonse thought.

Tony Stark obviously doesn't know any magic and magic, he can't even release simple magic power and activate the magic circuit, and he himself, who can do all this, is now trapped in a machine with no magic power at all. In his body, in front of his eyes were layer upon layer of error notifications for the steel suit—it seemed that the previous battle had caused it a lot of wear and tear, but unfortunately Alphonse couldn't understand anything except error.

Without magic power, the gem cannot be activated, and if the gem cannot be activated, there is no way to solve the situation of body and soul swapping, and the guy with magic power... Alphonse glanced at his face with a curious expression and explored the space on the clothes Tony Stark in the Pocket: This man can't be counted on.

"Please don't make that look with my face."

Tony Stark put on red sunglasses: "It's too serious, the CEO of Stark Industries doesn't need this kind of expression, it's so strange."

"..."

Fury was speechless, isn't it normal for you to wear big sunglasses with Al's face?

The alchemist was obviously also choked up, and even took two steps back with his steel suit on, taking a deep breath before regaining his composure.

The sudden disappearance of the CEO of Stark Industries is a major event that will bring turmoil to the financial market. After a brief discussion, except for the few insiders who have achieved results, Alphonse needs to play well for a period of time before he comes up with a solution to the magic effect. The identity of Tony Stark.

Fortunately, this person doesn't usually manage much, and most of the company's affairs are handed over to Pepper. He sighed three or four "God" in succession.

As for Al's gem shop, there hasn't been a single customer here for ten days and a half months. If Tony Stark is not bored, he can lie dead in the shop the whole time.

It's just that, just as God himself doesn't care about such nosy things, Tony Stark has never been a lonely person.

He took out the used amethyst, put it flat on the palm of his hand, and muttered: "Call Lokabrenna."

Nick Fury glanced at him, nothing happened.

Tony Stark coughed in embarrassment: "I wonder if I can activate it and let us change it back... It turns out that this is not a voice recognition that can be recognized by reciting the spell correctly."

"..."

Alphonse sighed again, and he felt that the frequency of his recent sighs was more than that of the past year combined.

"Gems are triggered by recognizing magic power... My magic circuit has complex characteristics, and it is dangerous to drive it forcibly. You'd better not try this recently-this is my body, and I don't want to wait until I change it back. The day I found out that there was inexplicable organ failure or disability."

Nick Fury also coughed. He wanted to stare at Tony Stark, an inconsiderate bastard, but he couldn't stare at the face of the alchemist. He could only warn: "In the next meeting with you Be honest with me before Atlantis makes contact, and don’t let the war between land and sea start with your unrestrained speech and not knowing how to advance or retreat!”

"I know I know."

Tony Stark waved his hand, and even raised his chin triumphantly at his steel suit—and Alphonse in the suit: "Now you can enjoy the life of the richest man in New York, the reclusive alchemist Teacher."

……

The clerk Kevin felt that something was wrong with his boss.

It's not that there's something wrong with being sick or something, it's just that...

Look, he spent half a day drastically modifying the network settings in the store, making the speed of the network unbelievably fast; he also bought a lot of well-known brands of red wine, and drank and hated it during working hours—— You know, his boss never drank alcohol when he was drunk with His Excellency Aum, the Prince of the Seven Seas; immediately after, he took out every gemstone displayed on the counter and put it back again and again. They mutter words... Aren't these all the waste products of failed alchemy to fool people?

In addition, S.H.I.E.L.D. also issued a new order to him to cancel the transaction monitoring of the current "Alphonse Barthemelo Edfelt", but he needs to keep an eye on this person so as not to cause any harm to the store. What damage, especially important, do not touch the magic facilities in the store.

The clerk turned his head numbly, and saw his boss holding up his newly improved crystal skull to look up and down, and even inserted his fingers into the foramen magnum, hooking his fingertips around the empty eye sockets, as if he was holding a bowling ball.

Shop clerk: "..."

It is reasonable to speculate that he is probably cursed.

The flowers bloom in two places, each showing one branch.

Pepper gave an encouraging look to Alphonse in the spotlight, who was already overwhelmed by the camera's flash and could only smile awkwardly and politely—this was Tony Star Ke, how hard it is for him to show this expression.

The launching ceremony of several waste treatment plants is not a particularly important event, why would I be there, usually this guy would send his subordinates directly...

Everyone present was also muttering in their hearts, but Tony Stark himself is a living humanoid self-propelled traffic center, and I don’t know how many media people he can support, so everyone will not feel any mistake because of this small accident. Just take it as a surprise - who would refuse a windfall.

With a dignified smile, the richest man in New York City took photos with the project leader step by step, contacted several cooperative investors, signed several purchase contracts for factory configuration equipment, and then accompanied by Hubby Squeezing away from the crowd of reporters, he disappeared from everyone's sight.

Although I couldn't accept an interview, the exposure rate of this whole day was enough for major media to write various articles.

"...Sorry, Al, for causing you such trouble..."

Pepper took out a wet tissue to wipe the sweat of the alchemist who was wearing her boss's face. Poor thing, she could almost see that the other party's forehead was written on the other side's forehead. Who am I, where am I, what am I going to do? She had to hide her face. Fortunately, the rehearsal was good enough in advance and there were no mistakes in the whole process: "If it weren't for the fact that this matter is related to the peace of Atlantis and the land, 'Anthony Stark' must come forward in person, It's not like..."

"It's okay, I was the one who got involved with Stark in this matter."

Without the spotlight, the alchemist regained his calm and replied easily.

He is now living in a mansion by Stark's seaside. When he doesn't need to look at the store, the real Tony Stark will come back here to adjust the various performances of the steel suit: after all, even if the body is reversed, Considering the imminent threat of Hydra, the upgrade of the battle suit must still be accelerated.

Due to the inconvenience of soul exchange, the authority of the smart housekeeper is open to two people at the same time. Most of the time, Alphonse sits with a magic book and watches Tony Stark wear a mask to adjust the performance of the suit. If he insisted on wearing the alchemist's white robe, he would indeed look like he had changed his career to become an engineer.

Stark picked up an electric welding rod and waved it lightly into the air: "Fluorescence flashes!"

——Then he started the welding machine, and the spark arc welding emitted bursts of sparks, lighting up a large space around it.

Alphonse: "..."

Alphonse: "...that's not how magic works. It's all fake in Harry Potter."

"How many people's dreams have been shattered by your words."

Tony Stark raised his eyebrows: "I thought you would have a wand, how can you be a magician without a wand."

"...I thought I was an alchemist."

There were too many slots and I didn't know where to start. Alphonse closed the "Introduction to Spiritual Seance" and replaced it with "Rune Literature" without any hope. En is already very different from the original rune used by the original gods, and he can't guarantee whether such a spell can have an impact on Loki's pranks again.

Fortunately, alchemy is the subject that requires the least amount of mana consumption as long as you prepare well in advance. For example, the spinels sold to Bruce Banner can even be made to sense the squeeze of the surrounding space and automatically trigger internal spells type.

But even so, soul magic is too sleazy type, not to mention that this kind of thing is not easy to experiment, it must be successful once.

The progress of the steel suit is advancing rapidly, but the progress of alchemy is stagnant.Fortunately, Tony Stark would not stay up all night with someone else's body on his back. Under the urging of Alphonse's gaze, he stretched and walked to the bedroom, and unbuttoned his robe:

"Wow Al, I can't tell you're in great shape."

... With a bang, the door of the alchemist's room was slammed shut.