Sophia had a gloomy face, holding her arms in her arms. The thin bulletproof armor and exoskeleton under the black leather windbreaker supported her spine, allowing her to look directly at Stephanie, who was becoming increasingly impatient. The gorgeous silver vine ruby tiara hung on the desk lamp.
It looked dazzling under the light, and coupled with the Eternal City's specially-made internal affairs staff costumes, it made Stephanie look like a gorgeous dragon that chooses people to eat in the shadows.
"I am loyal to the monarch because my father is loyal to him." After a while, Sophia spoke again, breaking the silence in the office. "I will insist on the fate that my father gave to our people." She said, "But my father for
We have already sacrificed too much to keep that secret, even the monarch cannot demand more."
Sophia snorted, like the dull sound of a bowstring. "They already regard your monarch as a god. You should see the behavior of my people."
"You know this is not allowed to happen, Sophia. The monarch hates superstition. He agreed that your people should retain their faith not so that you can worship him as a god, but because of the prophet's request."
Stephanie irritably took off the bracelet on her wrist to prevent the constant display of blood pressure and heart rate from disturbing the data in her memory. This civilian technology from Wakanda can monitor her physical condition and ensure that she
The health of the Eternal City and its huge industry can be maintained effectively. These days are her ovulation period, and she can’t help but feel irritable. However, Stephanie still takes a deep breath and speaks coldly and professionally.
Attitude towards Sophia.
Sometimes she thought of the small gifts Salomon gave her every month, and looked forward to this month's gifts like a little girl.
"Also, our monarch, please pay attention to your words. You are not your father, and neither are your people. You and your people should remember that your survival is based on your father's efforts for a thousand years.
"She said, "You should be grateful to the monarch for his tolerance for not purging you after knowing such a big secret. I don't know why the monarch trusts your father so much, but the facts prove that his vision is right. They are all for the same purpose.
People who are striving for goals are all preparing for the same war."
"He hopes that you can continue your father's mission and not let the monarch and your father down, Sophia. There is no room for any favors in the cruel and dark future. The monarch does not want you to become a victim, and neither do I."
After Sofia left, silence returned to the office, except for the pleasant friction sound between papers that continued.
"What do you think of all this, Mr. Whitehall." Stephanie turned her head and looked at the simulated face on the computer monitor. Dr. Whitehall's expression was still gentle. Even though Whitehall had no body, his
The brain is still running. He is not only a consultant for the biological laboratory, but also a consultant for the internal affairs department where Stephanie works. Except for a few specific people, Whitehall can't contact anyone, and he can only be awakened at a specific time - using
The idea of brain-computer interface instilling knowledge comes from him. It is a brainwashing method commonly used by Hydra and S.H.I.E.L.D., but now the same principle is applied to other places.
As the surviving head of Hydra, Whitehall's methods are extremely anti-human, but his wisdom is real. Stephanie also tried to use Whitehall's brain to learn the operation and management methods of Hydra in the past.
This matter was approved by Salomon, but he repeatedly warned Stephanie not to trust the brain too much and not to agree to any of his conditions. Compared with the devil in hell, Whitehall is more cunning as a human being.
"Why did you try so hard to help that man, Stephanie?" Dr. Whitehall said softly in English with a German accent. "I heard about the birth of Gideon's daughter in prison, and I saw you.
Photo. But what I don’t know is that you also have emotions that women would have. Do you think you should adjust some hormone secretion levels?”
"I didn't do all this out of love, Whitehall. The monarch gave me ideals."
"Forgive me for my biases and stereotypes, ma'am. It's hard to learn new things after death, and I know this very well, especially when my soul is gone. I'm just a collection of consciousnesses.
, isn't it? This is really an interesting experience." Hydra's brain said, "Your hormone levels tell me that you have deep feelings for him, and he has given you all the trust and power of your body.
He won't lie. I don't know how he won over your father, but the knowledge I learned in the training tank tells me that your monarch is a person with extremely ambitious goals. There will be no such person.
Emotionally, Stephanie, is he threatening death?"
"What do you want to say?" Stephanie stopped the pen in her hand and looked at the computer screen. The alert in her heart suddenly went up. The intelligence enhanced by the exquisite crown made Stephanie discover some clues, and she was ready to listen to Whitehorse
What will I say?
Whitehall smiled. In other words, his brain sent a smile signal, and then a specific program expressed it.
"You are the daughter of a Hydra, aren't you?" he said with a smile, "a standard Hydra."
"It used to be."
"Even now. You want to give birth to him, don't you?" Whitehall blinked, "He is a very charming gentleman, and it is very normal for you to have such thoughts."
"What does it matter?"
"But you are a Hydra, Stephanie, and your desire for power is inseparable from lust. You are a Hydra. Although it is the Hydra that conservatives believe in ancient legends, you are still a Hydra.
Whenever you sit in this position, your mind will be satisfied."
Stephanie was silent. Whitehall was telling the truth. Of all her fantasies, only this office, this soft chair, and Salomon would not change. This was her most secret, most shameful secret passion.
, quietly occupying her heart like a humid summer midnight.
"If you don't mind, I can give you my advice. Don't worry, your loyalty will not change. You think so too, don't you?" Whitehall said softly, "Of course, you just need to listen.
.The choice is always in your hands. You always have the power to choose.”
"Are you so confident in handing over your power to that Hydra girl, boya?" Bayonetta, wearing big sunglasses, attracted a lot of attention, and her perfect figure was even more dizzying. She was just sitting in the audience.
The witch did not focus on the wild bull and the gorgeously dressed matador below, but on the face of the boy who was as tall as her sitting next to her. Facing Bayonetta's inquiry, Salomon
Just smiled.
This is the traditional festival of the Running of the Bulls in Pamplona, the capital of the Navarra Autonomous Region in Spain. Salomon specially found tickets for the Madrid Bullring and brought the witch to experience the passion of bullfighting. But bullfighting is not the same as it used to be.
Funny, the bloodshed part of the actual sacrifice was canceled due to the intervention of stupid animal rights activists.
For this festival, Bayonetta specially put on a red fishtail dress with lace trim. However, when she wore a dress that showed off her figure, she looked even more attractive than the bullfighting event.
"Give Stephanie more trust." He said, "The Hydra family is the real old money. Stephanie has received a good education, and she also has a degree from a business school. My subordinates are either scientific research talents or combat talents.
There are not many people who can actually take charge of administration.”
"Is it really just like this?" Before Salomon could answer, Bayonetta glanced at the furious bull rushing towards the matador waving his cape in the bullring. Just as the matador in red tights was wondering why the bull turned around.
At that moment, the bull and the extremely fierce knights rushed towards the row where she was.
The mystic mage shook his head helplessly.
He stood up unhurriedly, stretched out his hands, grabbed the horns of the charging bull, and pinned the furious bull to the sand.
"Good job, boya~" Bayonetta laughed and blew a kiss to Salomon, "Can you be so energetic tonight?"