The Wittrum of the Marvel Universe

It's not a mission.

It was not an organizational arrangement.

It's not about the big picture.

Simply because.

A person wants to create their own armor.

Another person was willing to help him complete the task.

And this matter.

It later became an experience that neither of them would ever forget.

Because it happened on that very night.

Tony Stark finally admitted it.

some things.

One person simply cannot do it.

But there is nothing shameful about it.

What is truly shameful is...

There are clearly people who can stand shoulder to shoulder with me.

But it was because of his pride.

Refuse to reach out.

And Leon understood.

Tony can say "help me".

What does it mean?

With Tony's proud to the point of being obsessive.

If we're just ordinary friends.

He would never say that.

He would rather stay up all night himself.

I'd rather blow up the lab.

I'd rather fail dozens of times in a row.

They also won't proactively admit that they need others.

But today.

He did it.

So Leon knew.

From this moment on.

Tony Stark truly considered him a friend for life.

They are not colleagues.

Not allies.

Not a member of the Avengers.

But -

A person you can trust with your back.

Leon looked at Tony.

Suddenly he laughed.

“Tony”.

"Ok?"

"Don't ask for favors so easily in the future."

Why?

"Because of the way you are today."

Leon suppressed a laugh.

"It's really rare."

Tony's face darkened.

"I take back what I just said."

"late."

"Do you believe I'll kick you out?"

"You should give it a try."

"I am the owner of this place."

"So what?"

"I can cut off your power."

Jarvis.

Chapter 164 Disease

"gentlemen?"

"Lock up the laboratory."

"Ok."

Leon: "..."

“Tony”.

"What are you doing?"

"You're becoming more and more shameless."

Tony laughed heartily.

"Each each other."

……

late at night.

Leon left Stark Tower.

Standing downstairs.

He looked up and glanced at it.

The underground laboratory was still lit up.

he knows.

Tony won't sleep tonight.

At least I won't go to sleep right away.

Because he has found his new goal.

And this time...

The goal is no longer how to survive.

But -

Create a suit of armor that truly belongs to you.

Leon shook his head and smiled.

"This madman."

He was just about to leave.

My phone suddenly vibrated.

A message.

From Tony.

There's only one sentence.

"Thank you."

Leon looked at those two words.

There was no immediate reply.

A few seconds passed.

He typed a line with a smile.

Between friends, there's no need to say thank you.

send.

……

Stark Tower.

Laboratory.

Tony saw this message.

He remained silent for a long time.

He looked at his phone screen.

Then I looked up.

He looked at Urukin on the table.

"friend……"

He repeated it to himself.

A slow smile appeared on her lips.

Then.

He stood up.

Walk up to the unfinished suit of armor.

Jarvis.

"gentlemen?"

"Starting today."

“Establish a new project.”

"Project name?"

Tony looked at the armored skeleton in front of him.

A moment of silence.

"Let's call it that for now..."

Mark 43.

"Okay, sir."

Tony shook his head.

"Do not."