The Comprehensive Evolution of American Comics.

Chapter 426 The Queen and the Elf

"Then let them come!"

The King of Cards flipped his wrist, and several playing cards appeared in his hand. Magenta energy wrapped around the cards, and in the blink of an eye, these small cards turned into terrifying bombs.

"Be careful, Rimi." Beast Hank warned. "This is the center of the village."

The energy dissipated, and the cards flew up and down in the King's hand. In the blink of an eye, they disappeared, as if they had never appeared.

"I agree with Rimi," Storm Ororo said, standing up with the flowers in her hands. "If six mutants had died, there wouldn't have been such a commotion. Besides, they deserved it. If we hadn't stood up for our compatriots, they might have suffered an even more miserable fate than I did."

When talking about her previous experience, Ororo's body trembled. It was obvious that she had not completely come out of the shadow of the past, but this pain further stimulated her determination to protect mutants.

Seeing that the atmosphere was becoming increasingly tense, Magneto, as the leader, stood up at this time. He just stood up and everyone in the room focused their attention on him.

"Don't get excited, Rimi and Ororo." Magneto extended his hand to signal them to calm down. "No one said we wouldn't save people. We're all here for one reason: to save our compatriots."

With Magneto's assurance, the atmosphere in the room eased a little. Even Hank and Jean, who were more rational, were actually holding back their anger in their hearts, but they just didn't show it.

"How to save them is the reason why we held this meeting." Magneto waved his hand, and countless forks and spoons floated over. With the movement of Magneto's hands, these tableware were divided into two waves.

However, the distribution was very uneven. There were only seven spoons on one side, while on the other side there were countless kinds of tableware. Yang Le immediately understood that Lao Wang was using objects to illustrate people.

"I'm sorry, kids. I can't help you for some special reasons." Magneto said apologetically.

"Although our team is gradually expanding, we are still a handful compared to humans, and we are also stretched thin compared to those masked vigilantes."

"We mutants are few in number, and every one of us is extremely important. I hope you will pay attention to your own safety while saving your companions, so our actions must be swift and accurate."

Magneto waved his hand, and the tableware began to return the way they had come. He sighed and continued, "Try not to engage in a fight with those masked vigilantes, but don't be afraid if they push you too hard. I still say that I'm here to protect you, and the sky won't fall for now."

"Yes! Principal!"

...

"How are you feeling?"

Hearing the familiar voice, the pink-haired girl raised her head tremblingly, and only breathed a sigh of relief when she saw the face of her savior.

"I'm sorry, I've been away from the real world for too long. The changes in the outside world over the years have made me unable to tell east from west." The blonde girl held up a full bag and placed it in front of the pink-haired girl. All the food stuffed inside fell out at once.

"I was wondering what to do with my money, but when the owner saw me, he said, 'Take it all! You can have whatever you want!' He's such a generous person."

"That's not generosity, that's fear," the pink-haired girl muttered to herself. The blonde girl pulled a piece of bread from the bag, tore open the wrapper, took a big bite, and nodded in satisfaction.

"Things from the human world are still delicious. I haven't eaten this kind of thing in several years." The blonde girl looked at the bread in her hand with a smile, as if the bagged food in her hand was the most delicious thing in the world, but she soon noticed the pink-haired girl who didn't move.

"My name is Iliana Rasputin. What's your name, little elf?" Iliana asked as she squatted in front of the pink-haired girl.

"Little...elf?" The pink-haired girl raised her head in surprise. "Me...me?"

"Of course it's you." Iliana took another bite of bread. "You have wings on your back, your hair is pink, and your eyes are so beautiful, just like an elf in a fairy tale."

"My...my name is Megan Gwen." Megan blushed, as if she was shy about what Iliana called her.

"Okay Megan." Iliana took out another piece of bread from the bag and handed it to Megan. "Here, eat it. Aren't you hungry?"

In fact, Megan had been hungry for a long time, or rather, she hadn't eaten for a whole day. Neil's gang had always been like this. After inhaling the hallucinogenic dust she produced, they would become dazed for a long time. During this time, they couldn't even take care of themselves, let alone feed her.

As for finding something to eat by herself, forget it. Megan was once so hungry that she wanted to look for something to eat in the refrigerator, but Neil, who was high on drugs, thought she was trying to escape and beat her up. Since then, she never dared to act on her own, and even going to the toilet required Neil's permission.

Megan was still in a daze recalling the past, but Iliana couldn't wait any longer and roughly stuffed the bread into Megan's slightly open mouth. Megan was startled at the invasion of foreign objects, and then she reacted.

Holding the bread with trembling hands, Megan took a small bite. The sweet cream melted on the tip of her tongue. It was like a flood that could not be stopped anymore. Megan began to gobble it up.

For no reason, Megan felt that the more she ate the bread, the more bitter it became. When she looked at Iliana, she realized that she had already cried like a tearful person in her eyes. Tears as big as beans kept dripping and finally dripped onto the bread.

"Okay, okay." Iliana took out another bottle of milk from the bag, unscrewed the cap, and placed it next to Megan. "There's plenty here. If it's not enough, I can just go get more. The owner is very generous."

"Ooooooooo!" Megan burst into tears. "That's certainly not generous."

"Huh?" Iliana's brows suddenly furrowed, and she turned her head abruptly to look behind her. Megan was also startled by her sudden action, and asked without caring about the cream on her mouth.

"What? What happened?"

"Something's coming." Iliana stood up and ate the last bite of bread in her hand. "Hide somewhere. Don't come out until I tell you."

"Is...are the people who are here to capture us?" Megan asked cautiously. Of course she noticed the dead Neil and others when she was escaping, so she was not surprised by the humans chasing her.

"Don't worry, little elf." Iliana walked out without looking back, her waist-length golden hair swaying. "You won't be captured. This is the Queen's promise to you."

(End of this chapter)