[Comprehensive Anglo-American] Gem Merchant

Alphonse would teleport back anyway, and Tony Stark, who was briefly frustrated, quickly found a reason for himself: "That guy won't let this kind of thing go, let me call him later a phone call."

As for himself, heck, he's here to draw the sword in the stone, absolutely nothing about the blond jeweler.

Iron Man's name is well-known, and almost everyone present has seen this golden-red armor from various sources. Following his gaze, everyone made a way invisibly, starting with Stark himself. , leading all the way to the short-handled hammer placed obliquely on the ground.

The sunlight slanted down through the big hole in the ceiling, rendering a circle of warm light around Mjolnir.Thor's Hammer lay quietly in the center of the huge crater, everything was silent.

That way, it really looks like a sword in the stone that suddenly appeared in the church.

Under everyone's attention, Tony Stark strode towards Mjolnir with arrogance, the metal arm smoothly grasped the handle of the hammer, and then lifted it vigorously——

Tony Stark: "..."

I heard that only true heroes can pick up this hammer?

A few minutes later, under the watchful eyes of everyone, the iron suit of the well-known hero Iron Man and wealthy New York businessman Tony Stark reimbursed two wrist thrusters.The wrists of the steel suit became a little hot due to power overload, and even the outer edges of the elbow joints burned the golden-red protective paint until the edges were scorched black due to local overheating.

Tony Stark: "...This is unscientific! The propulsion force I just lifted definitely exceeded [-] Newtons!"

He must have been tricked by the damned devil!To humiliate him in public!

Detective Dugan, who was watching the whole process, couldn't help but stepped forward and patted Stark on the shoulder reassuringly: "Then congratulations, you have surpassed a jack. If you work harder, you might be able to catch up with a jack." However, the crane has failed the challenge so far, if Alphonse has no new solution, the next plan is to build a [-]-ton bridge type aerial crane here."

Stark: "..."

There is no sense of accomplishment in defeating a jack.

Dugan added slowly: "And, of course, this is not 'science', but 'occultism', otherwise the entire S.H.I.E.L.D. countermeasures team for mysterious things would not be here."

The devil’s words can’t be believed completely. Tony Stark quickly tore the page in his mind and switched to other topics: “Alphonse is going to take over this matter? Then what is he doing in New York now? "

"Didn't you just say you were going to call?"

Agent Dugan raised his eyebrows: "Mr. Alphonse said that he is hosting a Norse god in New York. If there is any situation here, please come over immediately. You can call now."

Tony:  …

The world-renowned wealthy businessman, super inventor, Iron Man himself is actually a little bit guilty. He can treat the whole world with contempt, but he doesn't know when it will start. The scope of this "world" will be reclusive. Gem dealers are out of scope.

Maybe it was the attitude of the people around him towards Alphonse, Tony thought slowly in his heart, it must be because of this, even that guy Fury would put his own All the mantras that were not very clean were omitted, and even the voice was softened several degrees.

Whether it's the hostile Hydra, or the cooperative S.H.I.E.L.D., or simply Atlantis as a buyer and the pair of very sick angels and demons, Tony Stark knows Everyone here respects this unknown blond jeweler, and it is even more exaggerated to say that those cautious attitudes when getting along are even full of awe.

It's not difficult to understand, if anyone gets to know the hard-core resume of this alchemist, the other party will probably hold the same attitude.

"Sir, do you need to dial Mr. Alphonse?"

The artificial intelligence built into the suit urged.

"Uh...uh, wait, don't fight yet!"

He frantically prevented Lao Jia from dialing directly, and Tony Stark looked at the dialing page in front of him, getting into trouble.

I heard that he is getting along with a Norse god, so he must be too busy to distract himself... The bastard devil also said that there was a god-fall accident in New Mexico this time. Will reckless interruption affect the other party's work?Or, is this part of his job?

He thought of Alphonse's eyes—the color is so mild, why the same person's eyes can be like a clear cold spring and a burning phosphorus fire.

——It was just a phone call!The wealthy businessmen in New York quickly convinced themselves that they even played the game all day under one roof, and exchanged bodies for a while, er, although the process may not be so pleasant... But rounding it up, this kind of The relationship is already closer than everyone else, isn't it!

And Alphonse even asked him to go to the Siren's concert together!

The call was dialed quickly, and a few seconds later, a suspicious voice came from Tony's headset: "...Mr. Stark?"

You see, Tony has been downgraded to Stark again.

He coughed dryly and cleared his throat: "Al, I'm in New Mexico, where the Hammer of Mystery landed. Before Crowley found me and said that if you are interested, you can come and have a look. I flew over and tried to lift it. ..."

"—you picked it up?"

On the other side of the communicator, came the unbelievable voice of the alchemist. Tony Stark heard it clearly, and the other party absolutely gasped. Given Alphonse's usual personality, this was absolutely subversive 's gaffe.

"……No."

Accompanied by this denial, the other side of the phone breathed a sigh of relief.

Tony Stark: "..."

So, how unbelievable is it that he was able to lift Mjolnir... Although in fact he couldn't lift it... Cough, but it's not important, he said: "You are busy there! Is it over? Well... I mean, maybe there are a lot of things waiting for you to come over here in New Mexico?"

Damn, he's talking nonsense, it's not a good topic at all, if you have to compare it, it's like Pepper asked him to sign a contract when he was figuring out the steel suit in the underground workshop!Of course, this is by no means to say that he has any bad opinion of Pepper, of course she is a good girl, but this topic is a bit out of place...

"Ok."

Alphonse simply replied, and then the communication was cut off.

This attitude...should it be regarded as a very straightforward agreement, the other party happened to be busy with his work in New York, or is it considered too businesslike and efficient?Tony Stark blinked, and the next second, the air behind him was turbulent, and the blond alchemist stepped out amidst the fluctuations of the air as if he had surfaced.

He patted Stark on the shoulder lightly: "You looking for me?"

The wealthy New York businessman wrapped in a golden-red battle suit was obviously a little cautious. He looked around at the expressions of the people around him, and found that no one was casting any unnecessary gazes over. Mjolnir, the alchemist with a smile on his face, stretched out an index finger from the sleeve of the white robe, and drew an arc in the air: "You know, cognitive interference."

He stretched out his hand a little in the direction of Dumbo Dugan, and everyone in S.H.I.E.L.D. realized as if awakened from a dream that there was a big living person standing beside Tony Stark.The clerk had the quickest reaction. He cheered and the boss naturally stood on Alphonse's left, without any concern that his real boss was standing on the scene—his S.H.I.E.L.D. It's really not high, and the detectives in charge of the mysterious affairs department are changed every few days, but it makes people feel like a boss with a stream of water and an iron-clad store manager.

What's more, whether it's Agent Dugan or Agent Philip, they respect Alphonse equally.

The former Roaring Commando member with a ferocious expression asked: "What are you going to do with this...well, God-made Armor? Several companies came to the scene, but the SCP Foundation is better at talking, and dealing with the CIA is particularly difficult."

He looked at the group of guys with guns and live ammunition in uniform with a little hostility. Why did the United States set up so many subordinate departments with similar functions? Well, the official liaison organization of the Magic Association is clearly SHIELD, and they want to rub the database of SHIELD with shamelessness to share the knowledge of those who have signed the highest level of confidentiality agreement.

"Take it away first."

Alphonse said succinctly: "In fact, I can't deal with it. This is Sol's thing, and it will be taken away by Sol in the end. If anyone dares to snatch the weapon of his eldest son under Odin's nose, then It will definitely be punished by Asgard."

"That guy named Odin is very powerful?"

Dugan narrowed his eyes, thinking that a new name might be added to the S.H.I.E.L.D. threat list: "Is it the Nordic God King from the storybook?"

"There are not many people who can be ranked in the whole universe. Sir, please put away your thoughts just now. The last time a god wanted to show his power to the people on earth, he did it by sending down a big flood and drowning The vast majority of the population in continental Europe, I really don't want anyone to add unnecessary workload to me because of their own recklessness."

For the last sentence, Alphonse dragged his tone, and his meaningful eyes swept across the agents of S.H.I.E.L.D., and finally stayed on the face of agent Philip for a second or two.The latter looked back without fear, with an attitude that was neither humble nor overbearing: "Of course, Mr. Alphonse, our sincere attitude remains unchanged. SHIELD is always looking forward to cooperating with the Magic Association."

Usually this kind of promise is the beginning of betrayal. Tony Stark rolled his eyes in the steel battle suit, watching the jeweler in the white alchemy robe slowly walk towards the Thor's Hammer leaning on the ground step by step, until the ceiling poured down. The beam of light from below also shrouded the golden hair of the other party, the white sleeves were plated with a layer of sunny gold, and the three buttons on the chest reflected the fire of gemstones of different colors.

He stretched out his hand and swiped in the air, and the invisible magic power swept around.

With the removal of cognitive interference, everyone was shocked to find that, at some point, there was already an extra person in this room.

Like a stream mixed with crushed ice, the magician's voice resounded softly in the minds of everyone present.

"Good day, gentlemen. I am the alchemist of the Clock Tower of the Magic Association, Alphonse Bathermelo Edelfelt. On behalf of the Barthemero family and the Magic Association, I will take over Mjolnir and Handling of related incidents."

His voice was extremely soft, like a whisper in the ear, and it was like thunder, directly hitting everyone's soul.

He opened his hands to meet everyone's gaze, and in his palm was a red gemstone the size of a fingernail. The white robe that reached his feet moved without wind. The color of magic.

"...Magic Association?"

Most of the people present had the slightest knowledge of occultism, so some people quickly realized what kind of organization this was: "The Magic Association has never interfered with this kind of mundane mess before! "

"I've heard of the name Barthamello."

Some people also lowered their voices: "Even in the ranks of magicians, those who can be named Barthomello are ruthless characters who are difficult to deal with."

"What method did he use to speak directly in my head! Will this lead to mind control! I remember that some mutants have this technique!"

There were also people who panicked, and were soon educated by the more "knowledgeable" people next to them: "This is based on occult thinking and speaking! If you don't understand, don't talk. That guy wants to control you, and it takes such effort?"

The scene was suddenly noisy, but after the alchemist stretched out his hand to make the next move, those small and fragmented discussions suddenly quieted down, so neat that Tony Stark couldn't help but think of himself when he was regarded as a When Alphonse himself was kidnapped, he just bent his fingers or cleared his throat, and the other party would be vigilant as if he was facing an enemy.

This is the alchemist.

Warm brown eyes stared intently at the jeweler bathed in the sunlight. The dealer solemnly raised his right arm. The vermilion garnet was shining brightly in the palm of his hand. The magic power was woven into chains, and the chains condensed into a giant net. The air penetrated into the ground, enveloping Mjolnir and a large area of ​​land and sand around it, slowly rising.

This is the alchemist.

The white-robed hunter flew up and down under the drive of the magic power, and the entire Mjolnir rose up with the ground below it, bringing up a bowl of sandy soil and tree roots that was tens of cubic meters in size. shaped semicircle.In the next second, with Alphonse snapping his fingers, the target bound by the entire magic power slightly distorted its shape in the air, and was compressed into a whole fingernail-sized garnet after the incredible shape change.The gem dangled in the air, and returned to the palm of the alchemist leisurely.

"The Hammer of Thor, that is, Mjölnir has the protection of runes bestowed by Odin, the king of the gods. If it is not a user selected and recognized by Mjolnir, in the current state, no one can You can pick it up. Of course, this kind of rune protection can only affect a small area centered on Mjolnir, that is, as long as the range of effect exceeds the one you have seen—"

Alphonse pointed to the big round hole at the foot: "You can lift Mjolnir in one piece."

There was no sound in the room. After a long time, someone finally questioned: "Are you going to take over this thing alone? Who gave you this right!"

The inorganic magic eyes slightly turned their direction, and the moment their gazes met, the guy who had been mingling in the crowd and yelling dissatisfaction suddenly felt cold all over his body, and his whole body was so stiff that he couldn't move, as if he was being stared at by a poisonous snake. Innocent critters whose motor functions are locked.

"Sir, please make it clear that I am not asking for your opinions or suggestions."

He heard the strange blond man say to everyone in a confused tone: "I just came to inform you."

As soon as the voice fell, it seemed to be erased layer by layer. In everyone's eyes, the alchemist who claimed to belong to the Magic Association disappeared in front of everyone, until only To an empty pit.

Of course, this was a sufficiently mysterious ending. Everyone present was in an uproar, but no one dared to say anything excessive and transcendent—as we all know, in the field of occultism, insults are the most primitive curses, and the amplification and rebound of curses, It is almost a compulsory course for any good magician.

——No, that's not the case.

In the sight of the golden-red steel battlesuit, the alchemist just shrugged his shoulders in an exaggerated manner, put on an expression of "I'm so tired from overwork", and walked quickly to his side.

"S.H.I.E.L.D. will take care of the mess in the end anyway."

He saw the gem dealer put on a familiar and calm look: "Let's go, you came to New Mexico specially to see Mjolnir? Now you have seen it..."

Alphonse paused as if he suddenly thought of something: "Or, do you want to meet the Asa god mentioned in the Nordic mythology again?"

It is of course better to be able to get along for a while, not to mention that a great inventor always has endless curiosity. Tony Stark lifted his mask and saluted the alchemist in an exaggerated imitation of medieval etiquette: "My honor , Al."