These two scabbards do not have too many powerful magics. They can clean the dirt on the sword and make the weapon temporarily sharper when it is unsheathed (enchanted weapon). These functions are enough for Salomon to use.
He doesn't need much magic, because both the fallen leaves and the Sword of Victory are extremely powerful weapons in themselves.
After a busy day, Salomon returned to the apartment with Bayonetta and Joan of Arc. This was a rare day without jet lag. Everyone enjoyed this kind of rest time. Except for Joan of Arc, she always thought of Salomon.
Bayonetta wanted to do something evil, and even at the dinner table she wanted to throw the fork in her hand at Salomon.
However, the truth is exactly the opposite. Bayonetta is the one who takes the initiative - she always wants to sit on it.
However, Salomon is also very happy.
"Do you know how it feels to be a person whose birthday is only on Christmas?" Salomon was sitting in front of a simple dark copper-colored metal table and talking. He waved his hands with a depressed look on his face and held a large lump in his arms.
The creature is made of golden and red fluffy feathers. From a distance, his red holy cloth robe blends into this fiery creature, as if a red flame has a head with black hair growing on it. Sitting there.
The person across the table obviously thought this scene was a bit funny. She tried not to laugh and stuffed the sandwich into her mouth.
"Everyone!" said the Mystic Mage gloomily, "Everyone ignores the fact that the new year has arrived. People born on Christmas Day seem to be stuck in the past. When I want to declare that I am sixteen years old,
People always remind me: You have five years before you can drink. Sorry, it’s six years. Moreover, when the birthday overlaps with the holiday, the person loses one entertainment every year. The whole world owes the person with a Christmas birthday one
The party cake and roast turkey didn't go together at all, and the birthday candles didn't go with the golden plastic polka dots."
"You don't look like you are fifteen at all." The person sitting across the table nodded, "I mean height, you are as tall as an adult, and you are still growing taller. But your face
But it is the face of a young man. I have to admit that you are really good-looking, just like a marble statue. I am wondering if the muscles under your clothes are as sharp as the stone statue?"
"Dear Ms. Romanov, I invited you to dinner to apologize to you. You can ridicule me as much as you want, but please don't do it in this way." Salomon lay back on the metal seat, "
What we need is mutual respect. You see, although I didn’t know that you just got off work now, I still found a high-end restaurant. Although they were closed now, we still sat in the guest seats, although the red wine and the sandwich were a little bit
Oops, but this bottle of Baruno red wine belongs to my private collection. I think my apology is very sincere."
"I just have one question, Salomon." Natasha Romanoff asked with a smile, "Did you know at that time that I would not die?"
"I don't know." The mystic mage shook his head very simply, "The essence of prophecy spells is to spy on destiny, and you did appear in the future. But those things are foreign objects and disturbances to destiny. They have the ability to change destiny.
ability. When you were captured, I didn't know your ending. All I could do was to solve the source of the matter. I'm sorry for giving up your choice at that time, but if I had to choose again
, I will still make the same decision and will not regret it.”
"You are such a hard-hearted guy." Agent Romanov glanced at Salomon, "You are right to make this decision. Any professional agent would make this choice. But I am still a little dissatisfied.
Your apologetic attitude - I know you can maneuver around the world and open a portal anywhere. Now that the restaurant in New York is closed, why don't you take me somewhere else now?"
"Madam." Salomon sighed, "You don't know what terrible things I went through after I received your text message late at night. I still doubt that you did this on purpose. You should be able to understand why you go out late at night.
What kind of blame will men face?"
Romanov shrugged, looking nonchalant.
"So, I don't have time." The Mystic Mage yawned, "But Coulson did convey it to me. Have you seen him recently? I also want to ask him where the burrito was last time.
bought."
"I don't know either." Natasha shook her head and replied, "This is a SHIELD secret. What's more, I have missions ahead, and I don't have time to think about these things."
"Maybe... I know something." The Mystic Mage wanted to lean forward to add some mystery, but suddenly found that Phoenix was blocking him, so he could only turn around awkwardly and change his posture to lean over, "Universe
Rubik's Cube, Pegasus Base. Don't pretend to be surprised, I just happen to know some things. You must also know that I don't have much curiosity about SHIELD - if I want to know the little secrets of SHIELD,
I can tell. It’s just that this time Nick Fury’s experiment was a bit too risky, and he even wanted to use a particle accelerator to bombard the Rubik’s Cube. Isn’t he afraid of blasting the American continent into the sky?”
It has been almost a month since Salomon told Coulson, but it was not until today that Natasha Romanoff contacted him. Apart from work reasons, Salomon was more willing to believe that it was Nick Fury who sent Roman
Nov came to negotiate with him. Nick Fury knew that he couldn't hide the Cosmic Cube from Salomon. He himself had no clue about the Cosmic Cube, so he asked Agent Romanov to come to find out more.
information.
"What do you know?" Romanov admitted readily.
"It's just some things you don't know. Those things are meaningless to your experiments, such as the origin of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube, and for example, we have studied the Cosmic Rubik's Cube." The mystic said, "It doesn't matter how you want to experiment, I just want to
I remind you to pay attention to safety and don’t use any messy things to cut that thing. If the Cube explodes, no one can take responsibility.”
"Why don't you magicians keep it?"
"Because it's inappropriate."
"What's inappropriate?"
"The time is not right."
"You are really good at telling riddles, Salomon." Agent Romanoff was obviously a little angry. She took the garlic sausage from Salomon and took a big bite. "You said a lot, but
But there is nothing. Can you help SHIELD research the Cosmic Cube?"
"My dear Ms. Romanoff, what you said makes me a little sad. I am not deliberately hiding it, but SHIELD is not suitable to know the answer to the mystery yet." Salomon said, "We need SHIELD to carry out the next step.
experiment."
"You want experimental results? Can't you use magic to study it?" Romanov's mood changed very quickly, as if the previous sullenness was just a puff of smoke, "I thought magic was omnipotent."
"Magic is indeed omnipotent, but humans are not." The Mystic Mage also fed Phoenix a piece of sausage to calm down the guy who had been digging into his arms. "And my goal is not the research results of the Cosmic Rubik's Cube.
, that means nothing to me, I just want to remind Nick Fury to stop causing us trouble, his experiments are not safe at all, I have already sent him a text message to inform him, but he did not listen."
"Then what is your purpose?"
"My purpose is just to treat you to dinner." Salomon began to play dumb skillfully, "If you are not satisfied, I can make an appointment in advance. The situation we are in now is the result of not making an appointment. I will invite you next time
Please tell me your off-duty time in advance so that I can arrange my schedule."
Agent Romanoff narrowed his eyes and asked with a smile, "Is this a date?"
"Don't say that, ma'am. I'm afraid in another year an arrow will hit me in the knee."