Even after spending such a long time with the monarch, Stephanie could not tell what kind of person he was. The many contradictory emotions seemed to be found in him. Cruelty and kindness, sympathy and indifference cohabited in the same soul.
Among them, even the occasional expression of emotion makes it very difficult for others to figure out his true thoughts. Even the psychological analysis department established by SHIELD in the past and headed by Andrew, the ex-husband of Agent Melinda May, cannot
Provide Nick Fury with a psychological model that is accurate enough to give the King of Agents an advantage in his negotiations with Salomon.
The only successful negotiation was when Thor came, and Nick Fury carried out it with a casual attitude. However, after Salomon became defensive, he never gave him any chance.
But fortunately, Stephanie Malik still found a way to get along with him, which is to act with the goal of safeguarding the overall interests. As long as the behavior is taken to safeguard the overall interests, no matter how despicable and shameless, the monarch of the Eternal City
Everyone would agree. That's why Stephanie took it upon herself to add extraneous details to Helmut Zemo's mission without worrying about the monarch's wrath - she knew what her boss wanted, and she was the white glove that did the dirty work.
Stephanie is willing to take on such a role and enjoys it. This is the advice of Gideon Malik. The Malik family has never done anything to make the monarch of the Eternal City angry. Regardless of whether the Malik family is using power for personal gain and gradually embezzling the assets of the conglomerate
, or gradually expand his influence in the political arena, as long as he can provide enough benefits to the Eternal City, the monarch of the Eternal City can turn a blind eye to the behavior of the Malik family, because those things cannot affect his control over the Malik family at all.
The most important thing for a king is the control over his ministers. Gideon Malik knows very well where the red line is for a person who masters absolute violence. It has to be said that this feudal centralization idea has a profound impact on the Malik family and the current society.
This is extremely applicable to the Immortal City. Especially in recent years, when the monarch mentioned that the Malik family could establish a private army when the Immortal City was founded, Gideon Malik has never told anyone except Stephanie.
Anyone mentioned that even the bodyguards of the Malik family were trained soldiers of the Eternal City. This old fox did not leave the king any excuse or evidence to show that the Malik family had disloyal intentions.
After all the negotiators were (forced to) disappear, Salomon immediately stood up and left the tent, walking towards the assault transport boat parked outside. Supiluliumas blinked and quickly followed the monarch's footsteps.
Even though he tried his best to figure out how the last conversation partner, Helmut Zemo, disappeared, the magic skills in this area were relatively advanced. He only knew that it was exactly the same as the method used by the monarch to send the Imperial Guard to the training camp planet.
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Hammurabi held up his shield to escort him all the way. When Supiluliumas boarded the assault transport boat, he had been waiting in the cabin for a while. It was not until the monarch sat down and fastened his seat belt that he
Putting down his shield and giant sword, he asked Supiluliumas, who was standing on guard at the slowly closing ramp hatch: "Have you washed the cup, the ceramic cup with the cat expression? From the armaments box
Take it out!"
"Of course." Supiluliumas asked in confusion, "What's wrong?"
"That's my favorite mug, and you actually use it to serve tea to the guests." Hammurabi glared at him. Although he was still wearing a helmet, Supiluliumas dared to use his long
Ji swore that he definitely glared at him. "I asked you to bring my cup so that I can drink tea during my break. It is a limited edition product that I purchased online!"
"Oh, I thought you were preparing something for my Lord's meeting. After all, that thing is in the arms box." Supiluliumas shrugged, which was not the case for someone wearing power armor.
It's an easy thing to do, especially when he is still carrying that giant shield. Although the power armor can provide a certain amount of auxiliary power, in general it still requires the physical fitness of the Guards as a basis. "What's the point of this?
No matter what the relationship is, I won’t hold you accountable for using my peanut butter during breakfast time.” Supiluliumas secretly glanced at the monarch who was resting on his seat with his eyes closed, and used the internal communication channel of the Praetorian Guards to tell Hammurabi
Said, "Have you seen the pattern of the people our Lord is discussing today? I know that my Lord often performs educational actions, and I also recognize this way of promoting our independent thinking. But given that you and I have to work together recently
Colleague, I must let you prove that you are wise enough to understand the profound intentions of our Lord. After all, we are the guardians of the new era, aren't we?"
Hammurabi was silent for a while, looking at Supiluliumas with some disbelief. It was not until the assault transport boat began to accelerate and the engine vibration was transmitted to him through the power armor that he spoke,
"I prefer to think you're too stupid to see it."
"You two idiots, this matter has no profound meaning at all." Salomon's voice burst into the communication channel with a joking joy, "Stop thinking about it, you two guys who only have muscles in your mind. Go to the library.
Just read a book inside, and you don’t need to follow me for the rest of the work. Supiluliumas, pour me a cup of Earl Gray tea, I’m sure there is some tea in the arsenal. Add a little brandy to it, thank you.”
"My lord, perhaps your loyal servant Supiluliumas has other uses besides making tea."
"I know, I think your best function now is to make tea." Salomon drank the tea brought by the Guards and said slowly, "But it just so happens that I think a task is very suitable for you.
.Don’t worry, Hammurabi, if anyone dares to attack me, I believe you can kill them all by yourself. Just let the muscle brain of Supiluliumas relax, otherwise that stupid brain
The sweat inside is about to flow out through his tear ducts. He must have failed in his transformation. If I had known, I would not have let him pass the test."
"I didn't know our engineered tear ducts could also drain hydrocephalus."
"I don't know either." Salomon smiled and picked up the data office and sent a file package to the Supiluli Umas power armor database. "I need you to find this person, Supiluli
Leumas. For this mission, you can call an anti-gravity jet motorcycle from the garage as a personal vehicle - in fact, you can all call it, and there is no need for me to assign these details, as long as it can be completed
You can do whatever you want for the mission. I need you to go to this place and secretly help this group of people eliminate some heavily armed mercenaries. You must protect the safety of the target. She must not be seriously injured. What is going to happen in a few months
A big event is closely related to her, and before that I have to ensure her safety. Hammurabi, our next stop is the Vatican, and I received an invitation."
That is a silver homing pigeon.
Hollowing technology and crystal glass allow people to see clearly the gears in the pigeon's body that are constantly rotating like a clock. The exquisitely carved rubies are used as the pigeon's eyes. Hammurabi discovered that the pigeon still maintained its animal appearance when it rested on the monarch's hand.
Habitually, even when the monarch moves a little more violently, it will flap its mirror-like wings to maintain balance. Salomon snapped his fingers, and his clothes were instantly changed into the crimson holy cloth robe he often wore.
, every jewelry and gold ornament on the heavy fabric is neatly inlaid in the place where it should be, and the corners of the lower skirt are sewn with hollow gold decoration, like the copper binding of a heavy book.
"Jorge Mario Bergoglio is a nice guy, and I'd love to chat with him about a certain nun's stay."