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It appears that the child is a prince.

...But the initial affection for him was too high, Far felt a little strange.

"I am T'Challa, the eldest son of King T'Chaka." T'Challa held his hand tightly and whispered into his ear, "I just saw a few foreigners over there, They kidnapped you right? I already told my dad about it through Kimoyuju, and soon the city guards will come to catch them. So now you are safe, don't be afraid, and I will protect your."

That's why T'Challa deliberately loudly stated that Farr was his star just now, and pulled Farr into the protective circle of him and his small guard.

He is a very gentle and intelligent child.

Farr smiled and thanked: "Thank you, T'Challa. I'm Farr Warlock, can you briefly introduce Wakanda to me, for example, is there anything I need to pay attention to when I meet His Majesty the King later? ...and, about the stars."

"My father has a gentle personality, so you don't have to worry. But what you want to say involves Zhenjin, so in addition to my father, the tribal council of elders will also be present." T'Challa thought for a while, "The elders are actually not They look so fierce, they just put on a serious face on purpose."

Then he scratched his cheek in embarrassment: "We have a legend here, if you make a wish to the star that slides across the night sky, if you are sincere enough, a star will descend to the world to fulfill this person's wish. The incarnation of a star is very special. , very recognizable."

He sneaked a glance at Farr: "You are very special. If the star must fall to replace someone standing here, it will be you."

"What wish did you make?" Farr asked.

"My mother is pregnant again." The little prince's eyes sparkled with anticipation. "Both my mother and I hope that I will have a younger sister this time."

"...This does not belong to the regular business scope of the star wishing service." Farr was a little helpless, "Do you have any other wishes? I want to fulfill it for your kindness."

"Actually, I think it's good to be a younger brother." T'Challa comforted him instead, "I will share with him all the toys I like, and I can teach him how to sneak out of the palace to play. But my mother insists on wanting a little one." Girl, maybe sometimes I feel that my father and I are too busy to accompany her. Do you want to fulfill my wish?"

The little prince said with a smile: "My wish is that you will not encounter such a bad thing in the future, and you should grow up happily and safely."

"You don't know what I can do for you, little prince," Farr said. "You can ask me for the most precious treasure on this planet, ask me for the rarest spectacle, you can even ask me Everything is impossible. If you insist, in fact, I can really let you have a sister."

"Since this is the case." T'Challa tilted his head, "Then I hope you will only encounter good things, and they will definitely come true?"

Farr smiled and said, "It seems that your wish has come true."

T'Challa was a little surprised: "So fast?"

Farr reached out to rub the curly hair of the little prince: "Didn't I meet you?"

……

The king sat on the throne, the queen was on his left, and eighteen other people sat on both sides. It should be the "tribal council of elders" mentioned by T'Challa.

"Father." After saluting with his escort, T'Challa stood beside Farr and tried to shield him from his gaze, "This is Farr Warlock, who was kidnapped by those mercenaries. Trying to use him to steal vibranium."

"Him? What special ability does he have to steal Zhenjin?" It was one of the elders who spoke first.

"They originally wanted to create some wounds for me, the kind that were fatal but not immediately dead, and then asked the kind Wakanda citizens for help, so as to sneak into the city." Farr replied.

T'Chaka has been observing him, but the queen can't help covering her mouth to cover her exclamation. She is pregnant, and Farr seems to be about the same age as her eldest son T'Challa. Children are too cruel.

"You made them change their minds." T'Chaka tapped his fingers on the armrest.

"I'm a good player and they think I'm worth developing," Fall said.

"I'm sorry for what happened to you, boy. We've got the thieves now. Where's your home? I'll arrange for someone to take you home."

"Thank you for your kindness, Your Majesty. May I know how many you have captured?"

T'Chaka glanced sideways at the female general who was always on his right.

"Seven."

Matching the number of mercenaries, Fall nodded: "Then only their employer is left."

"There is another one?" The female general's face sank, and the spear hit the ground twice, and the well-trained guards immediately came out from the hiding places on both sides.

The strange thing is that they are still all women. Is there such a big difference in the ratio of men to women in Wakanda?Or is the social division of labor too unbalanced?

"Can I borrow a pen and paper?" Farr asked. "My drawing skills are not bad. I can provide you with a portrait of Crowe. Oh, there is a helicopter parked on the southwest side of the city, and it is connected to the Your defenses, I think you might be able to trace where the leak came from."

T'Chaka nodded, and the maid beside the queen brought him paper, pen and drawing board, and while Farr was drawing the Claw in his memory on the paper, T'Chaka suddenly asked: "You said you can Fulfill any of T'Challa's wishes?"

"Dad!" T'Challa yelled angrily first, "How can you overhear me talking to my friends?"

T'Chaka stroked his beard and defended himself: "There are outsiders in the city, and the guards issued a warning, and your Kimoyuzu's guardian system will take the initiative to open it to me. I just... didn't turn it off. Sorry, son ,” he sighed, “you have to know that you are not only my son, but also the Crown Prince of Wakanda.”

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince pursed his lips tightly and sulked and stopped talking.

"Yes, Your Majesty." Farr handed the portrait to the maid, facing the elders' doubtful or scrutinizing eyes calmly, "I come from Asgard, maybe you have read about me in mythology, Baldur, Son of Odin."

"The son of Odin will also be kidnapped by the earthlings?" T'Chaka raised his eyebrows.

"I just came to the atrium, and I'm still a little confused about the situation." Farr shrugged, "I originally wanted to wait and see what these mercenaries were going to do, but after hearing their plans, I think this matter should be handed over. It's up to you guys, so I just disengaged from them. And T'Challa," he looked at the little prince of Wakanda, "I like his fiery soul."

He snapped his fingers, and white and soft light spots flew from his fingertips to T'Challa, converging into a light belt that slowly rotated around the dazed little prince, as if he was dancing around T'Challa: "Happy!" Come on, little prince."

T'Challa nodded: "Okay. Thank you, Farr...Badr."

"Just call me Far, we are not in Asgard now." Farr asked, "Your Majesty T'Chaka, I would like to ask you to allow me to stay in Wakanda for a while, how do you want me to prove myself? identity of?"

"We are very friendly to friends, child." Although T'Chaka did not believe that he said that he was Baldr, he was still willing to take him in. "You can live in the palace until you find your way home."

T'Challa liked his father's proposal, and he quickly took Farr's hand: "You can live in the room next to me, I have two sets of little black panther suits, and a machine model, which is my favorite toys."

"...Isn't that what you are going to share with your brother?" Falbi drew the heights of himself and T'Challa, and found that T'Challa was indeed a little taller. He couldn't help emphasizing, "I already have hundreds of Years old."

"But I'm still stronger." T'Challa stretched out his arms to show off his muscles to his new friends, Farr snapped his fingers to transform himself from a boy into a teenager, and touched T'Challa again with his current height Curly: "I'm tall and I'm bigger."

T'Chaka and his queen looked at each other, and Queen Ramanda stood up: "T'Challa, take your new friend to play, I will give orders to prepare the room and all the items for this child. "

Leaving T'Chaka and the elders to continue to deal with political affairs.

……

The night was dark, and Farr only left a small lamp beside the bed to read.

"Fall."

T'Challa climbed on the wall and knocked on the window, deliberately lowering his voice because he didn't want to attract other people's attention, and it sounded very dull through the window.

Farr opened the window and let him jump in: "What's the matter, little prince? You're not in a good mood."

Their rooms were next to each other, so it was very easy for T'Challa to come and go.

T'Challa touched his Black Panther helmet: "I haven't taken off the helmet yet, how do you tell?"

"The tone of voice, and when you are happy, you won't wear this black helmet." He pushed T'Challa to sit down beside his bed, "You never hesitate to share your smile with others. Me, because you know I love seeing you smile. But what bothers you? You always want to take care of yourself. I know you, T'Challa."

He stuffed a candy into the little prince's palm, but T'Challa just quietly held it in his palm and refused to push the mask up.

"Candy can't be coaxed well?" Far was a little surprised, "You were in such a bad mood last time because you knew that Queen Ramanda is not your biological mother."

That was also the first time T'Challa opened his window at night, wearing a full suit of little black panther, like a clingy cat, hugging him and not talking.

They sat next to each other in silence for more than half an hour before T'Challa told him in a husky voice that had been crying: "Mom...Queen Ramanda is not my real mother. I heard her and Dad quarrel."

"Because she only wants a little princess?" Farr put his arms around his friend.

T'Challa nodded: "Yes. Dad said that he would like both sons and daughters, and the queen said that but when I know that later...she feels scared."

"She's afraid of hurting you." Farr stroked T'Challa's back from top to bottom, and pinched it when it reached the back of the neck, "She came to ask me the second day after I stayed here, T'Challa, she will indeed have a little princess. As far as I know, she and the king have already named your sister."

"I just don't understand why they didn't tell me before!" The little prince began to choke up again, "My mother died to give birth to me, but I didn't even know she existed!"

"It must be due to some considerations that we don't know." Farr said softly, thinking that Loki only found out that he was the son of Laufey after he became an adult. Before that, although his father seemed to prefer Thor in major matters , but in daily life, he is more indulgent to Loki and him, not to mention my mother, who loves Loki so much.

"Fal?" T'Challa raised his paw and patted his friend's cheek lightly, drawing his ecstatic friend's attention back to himself, "Don't think about the past, we have to talk about the future."

Farr squeezed his paw and played with it: "In the future?"

"Are you really going to go to university?" T'Challa asked, "Wakanda's education is not inferior to any country. Moreover, Crowe only had one hand cut off, and he escaped without dying. If If he finds out, what will you do to retaliate against you?"

"I know," Farr said, "but I've been in Wakanda for years and I want to see other places. As for Klaw, I'm the son of Odin, T'Challa. I promise you I'm on vacation I'll be back to see you, okay?"

T'Challa nodded, stood up and walked to the window: "Pick a school that lets you take cats, Farr."

"Cat? T'Challa are you giving me a cat?" Farr asked.

The Crown Prince of Wakanda, who had turned out of the window, deliberately tilted his head and waved at Farr with one paw, relying on the fact that he was still wearing a mask: "Meow~"