"Don't call me that, Your Majesty, I am not here on behalf of Kama Taj today." Strange stretched out his hand to dust the fabric of his neat suit. He looked at Frigga and said, "I
I saw Odin's raven at the door before I came in. How is the father of the gods doing lately? Please say hello to him for me."
"Of course he is very good. He knows everything about the Immortal Palace and everything in the Nine Realms."
Strange showed an understanding smile and said: "We have already prepared the new package of information and intelligence within the nine realms that you proposed to the Holy of Holies last time. You plan to take a look at the project directory.
?"
Frigga raised her head slightly, and Strange handed over a document. The Queen of Gods smiled while flipping through the document and said: "Thank you, sir. You are in a hurry every time you come and fail to entertain you properly."
You make me feel uneasy."
Strange smiled and shook his head and said: "I came and went in a hurry and didn't enjoy the reception. I was a little rude. Speaking of which, I have never visited Asgard's fairy palace."
After speaking, he raised his head and looked at Frigga's palace. Frigga conjured up a quill and wrote on the document while saying: "But unfortunately, I am no longer responsible for the internal affairs of the fairy palace.
Thor’s future wife Sif, I can’t tell her what to do... Oh, by the way, she will also be responsible for the reception and security of the foreign guests at the wedding in a few days.”
Strange raised his head calmly. Frigga handed Strange the document with some words written on it. Strange took a look at it and saw that some revision comments were written on it, so he looked towards
Frigga said: "Then it all depends on the Queen of Gods to be crowned."
"Remember, the future Queen of Gods will be Sif."
"Of course, Your Majesty."
The light on the chessboard returned to dimness, and the last chess piece jumped out with a light step. Professor X landed in the front row, side by side with Thor and Strange.
"I really didn't expect that you would be interested in the myth of the Shi'ar Empire." Charles blew on the hot tea in his hand and said, "Actually, I don't know much about this aspect, I only know that the two gods of Shi'ar are
The empire has formulated a national policy of 'fusion'."
Stark opposite him gently shook the little tea left in the cup, looked at Charles and said softly: "Don't you know anything about M'Kraan crystals either?"
When the alien-sounding noun fell on the coffee table, Charles's hand paused, he shook his head and said, "I advise you not to take any chances with it, that thing is very dangerous."
"What is not dangerous to humans?"
The movements of Charles' hands stopped. He put down the tea cup and looked at Stark, asking: "Where did you know about this thing? Have you dealt with the Shi'ar Empire?"
"When the demon gods were fighting before, I picked up the remains of some robots in the corner of the universe. They came from an experimental site called the 'Half World Lunatic Asylum' in the Shi'ar Empire. The underlying protocol carried the Shi'ar Empire's cosmic life fusion plan.
'Some information."
"Oh, the 'Cosmic Life Integration Plan'." Charles lowered his eyes, picked up the teacup again and said, "That happened during the time of Mad King Deken."
Stark heard what he meant, so he said: "I know that this crystal must be very powerful. Maybe the mutants are not unaware of it, but you can't study it with your current technological level, let alone
There is no way to ensure safety during research, but what if we cooperate?"
Charles raised his eyebrows, looked at Stark and said, "Are you willing to study it for us?"
"It's our collaborative research." Stark stared into Charles's eyes and said, "I have the technology, you have the power, I can guide you to operate, share the results, and everyone gets what they need, isn't that good?"
There was a hint of coldness on Charles' face that he had never shown in front of students, but he still said calmly: "What do you want me to do?"
"Remember your past with Eric."
With a "buzz" sound, and accompanied by a magnetic vortex, Magneto's chess piece appeared beside Professor X.
In Asgard, in Professor
At that time, no matter how many methods they have to trace the whereabouts of the crystal, they will be unable to use it."
Eric leaned his head back, looked at his old friend and said, "So, Lilandra must die."
On the chessboard, Rocket Raccoon's chess piece limped out, and behind him was the chess piece of Prince Alan of the Dodel Federation.
Among the fragments of vases on the ground, Alan stood up with his head in his hands. He shook his head vigorously, looked at the disappearing cage with the raccoon, and cursed through gritted teeth.
Suddenly, he turned around and rushed towards the door, but stopped just when his hand was about to touch the door handle, patted his head, slipped his palms to cover his eyes, and whispered: "Calm down, calm down.
Point, Alan, now is not the time, Asgard will not go to war for the prince of a small tribe..."
Suddenly, Alan raised his head again, his eyes became a little brighter, and he said to himself: "That damn raccoon said that the Shi'ar Empire was doing secret and evil human experiments, and all the experimental products were taken away.
It was thrown into a lunatic asylum...it said the coordinates, what are they?"
Alan began to pace in the room, his eyes getting brighter and brighter, and he couldn't help but excitedly said: "The Shi'a Empire definitely doesn't want this secret to spread. Maybe, this can be a card in my hand.
But I can’t contact him rashly, otherwise I will be silenced easily.”
"The ball...yes, it's the ball. Maybe I can get close to the queen and test her tone...Butler! Is the butler here?! I accidentally broke the vase in the room. In addition, can you help me get what I prepared?"
Has the dress been delivered? I want to check it in advance to make sure I won't be rude in front of the Queen."
The chessboard trembled, the light brightened again, the drums sounded, the lights circulated, everything seemed to return to the warm atmosphere at the beginning of the banquet. On the chessboard grid, pairs of spinning and jumping shadows, in the horizontal and vertical stiffness
There is a lot of activity in it.
Lilandra took a step forward, wanting to chat with Hela about old things, but she found that she was overtaken by a man. She didn't see the smile on the corner of Tony Stark's mouth in front of Hela, and only felt that she was interrupted.
Feeling bored with action.
At this time, she heard a rich male voice coming from behind:
"Hello, Her Majesty, can we chat?"
Lilandra turned her head and saw a blue-skinned man with braids standing behind her and smiling at her. The man introduced himself very politely: "Hello, Her Majesty the Queen, I am Centauri Dodel.
Prince Alan of the Federation, can I have a chat with you?"
Before Lilandra could speak, Alan continued: "Recently, the Centaur interstellar media has been smearing the three empires, saying that they have set up human testing sites here, but in my opinion, this is all nonsense.
After all, as intelligent and kind as Her Majesty the Queen is, how could you do those evil experiments?"
Lilandra's mind was not on socializing at all. She glanced left and right and did not find Charles. She was not a diligent king and was not very concerned about the political affairs of the Shi'ar Empire. She could not understand Alan's deeper hints.
So it felt even more boring.
"Sorry, my dress is a little wrinkled. This is very rude. I may go to the bathroom to clean it up. We will talk later."
Lilandra showed a proper smile, turned around and walked towards the bathroom, but as soon as she reached the door, she found that a housekeeper had put up a sign at the door of the bathroom.
"Oh, it's Her Majesty the Queen. Sorry, a multi-legged race just washed its hands and sprinkled some water on the ground. We are cleaning urgently. I'm afraid you have to go to the bathroom upstairs."
Lilandra looked down at her shoes, and then at the water stains in the bathroom. She frowned in dissatisfaction, but still turned around and walked towards the stairs.
After going up to the first floor, Lilandra found that the second floor was particularly quiet. The corridor was far away from the patio on the first floor. Not many people would come here, but she didn't think too much and went straight to the bathroom at the end of the corridor.
room.
Lilandra didn't really want to tidy up her clothes, but when a woman sees the mirror, she will inevitably want to confirm whether her image is satisfactory, so she stood in front of the mirror at the door of the bathroom and turned her head left and right, combing the feathers on her temples with her hands.
.
Suddenly, there was a soft sound. Lilandra was stunned for a moment, then turned her head and looked towards the bathroom door where the sound came from.
But the washstand was still a corner away from the door, so Lilandra could only take two steps forward and look towards the door.
The light in the corridor shone in along the door, forming a bright corner on the wall. As soon as Lilandra walked out, she saw a dark figure standing in the bright light.
"Ahh...well..."
"boom!"
"Well!"
As the light becomes stronger and stronger, the shadows cast by the chess pieces on the chessboard become deeper and deeper. Compared with one side of the chessboard full of chess pieces, the other side is empty and has nothing.
Schiller stood on one side of the empty chessboard and saw Stark walking out of the gap between the chess pieces and standing beside the queen's statue in the center of the chessboard, face to face with Schiller.
"It is indeed a wonderful move." Schiller said with a smile.
"Or, you can also call me your copycat, Doctor Schiller. Most of the inspiration for the layout comes from what you have done." Stark said bluntly.
"Connect all forces together, use people to form a situation, and use the situation to push people forward. Those who know the truth are willing to be at your mercy, and those who don't know the truth have reached the position they should go."
"You are like a chess player who controls the chess game. You never consider the feelings of the chess pieces. You only care about whether the chess game layout is perfect."
Under the gorgeous light of the ball, Stark spread his hands, looked into Schiller's eyes and said: "And now that I have become a chess player, do you think that you who don't have a chess piece now will be my opponent?"
?”
"Who said I don't have a chess piece?"
Stark stared closely into Schiller's eyes, but Schiller began to pace on the empty chessboard and said in a measured tone:
"It feels really wonderful to connect various forces in series, arrange appropriate scenes, let key people or objects arrive at predetermined positions, and then watch the chess game evolve on its own, and finally achieve the result you want perfectly."
"But Tony, I don't remember if I told you that this is just my hobby. My job is to be a psychiatrist."
Schiller stopped and looked into Stark's eyes, but Stark still stood there waiting for an answer. Schiller looked at his honey-like brown eyes, smiled and said:
"Sometimes, a chess game requires not a good hand but a common one."
"boom!"
A chess piece fell behind Schiller's back.
The light became brighter and brighter. After the Shi'ar Empire spacecraft landed at the Asgard starport, the flames in the engine nozzle gradually extinguished.
Standing in front of the window, Schiller rubbed his eyes sleepily. He thought, it's really strange that the Shi'ar Empire arrived so early.
Schiller was thinking as he got dressed and walked out of the room.
Soon, a cloud of gray mist appeared at the corner of the fourth floor of the guest room. Schiller transformed into a human again. He stood in the shadow of the corner and waited quietly until ten minutes later, a figure walked into the public washroom.
, and then he also stepped into the bathroom.
Standing in front of the mirror on the bathroom sink, Schiller took out the non-existent phone and said in a louder voice: "Oh my God, you don't even know what I saw! You know the Queen of the Shi'ar Empire, right?"
"Yes, I just saw her. Where do you think I saw her? The door of a human guest room!"
"It's absolutely unmistakable. After she got off the spaceship and left the Asgard God King, she went straight to a human's bedroom..."
"That's right, it's late at night in Asgard. Do you think the queen will... That's right. Maybe I'm making a fuss. Humans are so weak that they can't leave their home planet. How could the queen of the Shi'ar Empire be with her?
What does a human being have?”
"...How do I know? But I heard the butler at the door say that the human is called Xavier or something. I don't quite understand the pronunciation of their name, maybe."
"Oh, it's a pity. I thought I encountered a shocking gossip. If the Queen really cheated on her, she has so much power that she might be able to divorce her current husband directly. Her husband would definitely be unable to do anything to him...
"
"Forget it, I'll go back to the room first and call you later."
After speaking, Schiller glanced towards the compartment inside the bathroom, then stood in front of the mirror, showed a smile, looked at the face reflected in the mirror, and turned to look at the chessboard behind him.
"Tony, a perfect murder does not come from the murderer's noble status, clever mind, powerful magic, or close cooperation, but only from the raging...evil in his heart."
"boom!"
The chess piece behind Schiller hit the statue of the queen in the center of the chessboard. With a crash, the statue shattered.
Among the debris on the ground, Stark suddenly turned his head and saw the face of the murderer's chess piece - that was the husband of the Queen of the Shi'ar Empire.
The light in the bathroom suddenly turned on, and Lilandra saw her husband's face in the dazzling light. The expression on his face contained anger, jealousy, and frustration, and he was simply twisted into a monster.
"How did you..."
Before Lilandra could finish her words, a ball of lightning composed of divine power struck her chest, knocking her down on the washstand. Lilandra stared at the black wound on her chest in disbelief.
The radiance of divine power flashed again, and the soundproof magic enveloped the entire bathroom, but the queen was unable to resist.
"You damn slut!!!" Mr. Wang stretched out the four sharp raptor-like claws unique to the male nobles of the Feather Clan, and then used the main three fingers to scratch Leland with a "swish" sound.
Pulled face.
"ah!!!"
"I've known it for a long time... I've known it for a long time!!!" Wang Fu said through gritted teeth. He kept breathing heavily, staring at Lilandra fiercely, and said: "I have known about you and that human being for a long time.
The old love is over...I knew it a long time ago!!"
As he spoke, his fingers trembled. He suddenly changed his expression to a look of fear, knelt beside Lilandra, and said to her in a tearful voice: "Leland, Leland, your Majesty the Queen, forgive me, I
I am the one who loves you most, please forgive me..."
"You even held a grand wedding for a humble human being. The Mengyu tribe only remembers your twenty-day grand celebration, but you just used a shabby trip to deal with me, you damn slut
!!!"
The prince's expression became ferocious again. He inserted his trembling hands into Lilandra's scorched chest and said while breathing heavily: "Don't blame me, don't blame me, Lilandra, this is a fierce feather."
According to the family tradition, I have the right to punish my wife who is unfaithful to me, and I have the right to dig out your heart. This is the power of a husband..."
"You would dump me and then marry that human again. You never considered that I would become the laughing stock of the entire galaxy!!" Mr. Wang was almost screaming, and his hand penetrated deeper and deeper into Lilandra.
There is more air coming out and less air coming in.
"Forgive me, forgive me. This is the only way to restore our reputation. Leland, Lelandra, forgive me..."
"Pfft!"
The lights in the bathroom gradually went out, and with a "buzz" sound, the wormhole opened. Magneto, who walked out of the wormhole, looked down at the queen's body and the blood on the ground, and lowered his eyes.
In the same space and at different times, Star-Lord Quill, holding a sharp sword, and Strange, who came here through the timeline holding the Eye of Agamotto, stood in the same position, staring at the queen's body.
Their faces gradually overlapped, and the same words echoed in the bathroom.
"Did someone make the first move?"
When all the figures disappeared, a figure walked into the bathroom. An Asgardian butler gently touched the forehead of the queen's body and said, "My Majesty the Queen, bless you."
Then, he used his divine power to evaporate the blood, lifted the body, and came to the railing of the seventh floor patio.
"boom!"
A corpse fell from the sky.
That was the queen of the Shi'ar Empire. When she landed, her blood and skirt bloomed on the ground at the same time, like a gold and red flower.
Amid the rapid drumbeats of the dance party, the stance remains as usual, black and white returning to their original positions.
Schiller's gray eyes seemed to swallow up all the light. When he looked at Stark opposite the corpse, he did not smile as usual, but took a glass of wine from the waiter next to him, stretched out his hand and raised his hand to Stark.
We raised our wine glasses and greeted each other from afar.
They have never been so close, and they have never been so far.
Stark, the young eagle, is the best companion of this lonely wind on his journey. Every time he falls and flaps his wings, it is proof of the existence of the wind.
And the best reward for this is to be in a wider sky, in this endless sea of stars, using wine as a gun, respecting the detective and respecting the murderer.
Come all the way, in this magnificent storm, behind the eagle fighting the huge waves, there is always a close friend who understands him better than him.
You must have discovered that this book is the author's comprehensive exercise book on writing skills.
Damn, practicing flashbacks and narrations is the most tiring. I wrap balls of yarn every day until four in the morning.
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