The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 141 Duel
"Tell me your reasons, Wakabi."

T'Chaka sat on the throne with an expressionless face, making it impossible to guess his mood.

"My king." Wakabi saluted respectfully first, and then began to explain.

"Outsiders simply cannot be trusted. Since Wakanda was founded, these outsiders have always wanted to take our resources away. Countless people have died as a result."

As Wakabi spoke, his emotions became more and more excited, and his body language became more frequent, which seemed to indicate that he wanted to mobilize the emotions of other chiefs. However, unlike him, the new chief who had just taken office, the chiefs of other tribes were all experienced and could not be mobilized by him with just a few words.

However, these leaders did not stop him. It was obvious that they did not agree with T'Chaka's approach.

"Especially our border tribe." Wakabi patted the tribal totem on his clothes.

"We have been subjected to harassment from outsiders, but we have no complaints. After all, that is our duty. But because of this, we are more aware of the disaster that will occur if we hand the vibranium over to them. Think of Ulysses, everyone."

"But these vibraniums are the ones that Ulysses stole, and these are the people who brought them back." Suri muttered softly, but because the conference room was very quiet, most people heard her words.

"Suri!" Ramanda scolded softly, but there was a hint of admiration in his eyes. Some words should come from the mouths of children.

"My sister is right," T'Challa said immediately.

"They brought back the stolen vibranium. They are supposed to be our friends. Giving gifts to friends is a reasonable thing to do, Father."

"Hmm." T'Chaka lowered his head in thought, as if considering the rationality of T'Chaka's words.

"Please think twice, my king." Wakabi bowed his head and pleaded.

"I understand how you feel, Wakabi." T'Chaka said slowly.

"Border Tribes, as the guardians of Wakanda, whenever Wakanda was attacked, you always protected us from disasters. Therefore, I can understand your hatred towards outsiders."

Wakabi raised his head, his eyes filled with anger, which was caused by what he had seen and heard since he was a child. Since he could remember, he had only seen the greed of outsiders, the war brought about by greed, and the death of people around him.

"But we can't generalize." T'Chaka stood up, walked over to Wakabi, and put his hand on his shoulder.

"Just like these people in front of us, don't they bring us kindness? We shouldn't impose other people's mistakes on them. Bullying the kind is not the Wakanda style."

Wakabi remained silent. He was still dissatisfied but didn't know how to refute it.

"It seems that the hatred in your heart is very heavy." T'Chaka's eyes were solemn, and at the same time he was glad in his heart that he could see the problems of his leader through an ordinary meeting, so the vibranium was well spent.

"In that case." T'Chaka walked back to the throne.

"Wakabi, I'll give you one chance. Speak your mind."

Wakabi's idea was of course to take back all the vibranium and then drive these outsiders out, but he saw his wife, the captain of the Royal Guard, Okoye, winking at him desperately, so he had no choice but to come up with the second solution.

"Duel." Wakabi said slowly.

"Please let one of them duel with me. As long as they can win, I will not object."

T'Chaka did not agree immediately, but turned his gaze to Yang Le and his group.

"I wonder what you all think."

"We need to discuss this," Fury said.

"Of course." T'Chaka nodded. "Do you need a quiet room prepared for you?"

"No need, let's just go to the corner to discuss it." After saying that, Fury led everyone to the corner of the conference room and began to discuss.

"I think we can agree to it," Tony said nonchalantly. "The question is who should we send to fight." "If Thor were here, he'd probably agree quickly," Banner said with a wry smile.

"That's the problem." Fury pointed at the two of them.

"You're useless without your armor. You can't transform easily. I'm already over fifty years old. I don't know if I can hold up in this duel."

"I'll go." Vision volunteered.

"I think I'm better." Swampfire raised his hand.

"After all, I'm a warrior. I'm very familiar with this kind of duel."

"Neither of you is human. Will the other party agree?" Banner said worriedly.

"You're not warriors either." Swampfire spread his arms. "This was his own suggestion. He's not going to bully you scientists with him. So if I ask him to fight, he'll have to agree, even if it means gritting his teeth."

"This is the only way." Fury thought about it and felt that what Swampfire said made sense. Seeing that no one had any objection, he led everyone back to the throne.

"We've discussed this," Fury said to T'Chaka.

"We agree to a duel."

"I commend you for your bravery, and I apologize that you were not required to participate in this duel," T'Chaka said apologetically.

"So who is the warrior you sent?"

"It's me." Swampfire took a step forward, his strange appearance attracting attention.

"Swampfire, a special agent of the Heavenly Association, is also the foremost fighter on Manser Star."

Yang Le was afraid that Wakabi would not agree, so when introducing himself, he added the setting of a fighter to himself. In this way, for Wakanda, which has a primitive system, if Wakabi does not accept it, he will be nicknamed a coward for the rest of his life, which is definitely not something the leader of a martial tribe can accept.

"Welcome, warrior from another planet." T'Chaka opened his arms to welcome Swampfire.

"Wakabi, I wonder if you will accept his challenge."

"I accept!" Wakabi said confidently. As a warrior, he would definitely not back down just because his opponent looked weird.

"The duel will be tomorrow, then," T'Chaka announced, then asked Swampfire.

"Do you need any weapons?"

"No need, Your Majesty, our tribe has no habit of using weapons." Swampfire rejected T'Chaka's kindness.

"I would like to remind Mr. Wakabi to be fully armed. After all, weapons are blind. Unlike us, you humans are easily injured."

"Hmph, it's not certain who will get hurt." Wakabi snorted coldly, obviously thinking that Swampfire was humiliating him.

"No, I'm serious." Swampfire emphasized again, and then he was afraid that Wakabi would not believe him, so he held his left arm with his right hand and pulled his entire left arm off with force.

Faced with such a bizarre scene, none of the women present screamed. Except for Suri who secretly held Ramanda's hand, they all just frowned slightly. After all, they were all battle-hardened warriors, not ladies from wealthy families.

After Swampfire removed his shoulder, he reattached his arm without any clues.

"See, now you understand what I mean." Swampfire showed everyone his left hand, which was exactly the same as before.

(End of this chapter)