Black Robe: Gender Swap, I Have a Small Panel

Morgan's handsome brows furrowed slightly, a hint of frustration showing on his face. Doctor Strange had gone to the Dark Dimension and his whereabouts were unknown; his timing was truly unfortunate...

To solve this "difficult problem" that Peter was experiencing, he really couldn't do it without him!

Peter, who was standing nearby, noticed Morgan's subtle emotional changes and knew that the other man was worried about his situation.

Peter gave a nonchalant smile and said in a calm tone:

"It's alright, Morgan. I'm already very grateful that you brought me to Kamar-Taj to seek help. You don't need to feel bad that you couldn't help me!"

Looking at Peter's feigned ease, Morgan felt a pang of emotion.

Haki Peter, you've really grown up...

In the past, Spider-Man III was not very competent. He was easily agitated, self-pitying when he was trapped by setbacks, and acted with the impulsiveness unique to young people. Many times, he had to rely on his elders to clean up his messes.

But after a series of changes, he, who carried secrets, pain and sacrifice alone, was able to develop a certain composure.

Even now, with his life hanging by a thread, he still instinctively considers the feelings of others and tries to comfort himself.

"Peter, about your mutation..."

Morgan was about to continue, to present his other alternative plan.

But before he could finish speaking, Peter instinctively interrupted him.

"I'm aware of my physical condition. I appreciate your kindness, so you don't need to say anything to comfort me..."

Peter lowered his gaze, his tone tinged with melancholy.

"Bang!"

"It hurts!"

With a soft thud, Morgan raised his hand and, with the speed of a spider's reflexes that Peter couldn't detect but couldn't dodge, gently tapped Peter on the head.

Honestly, even after going through so much, you're still that little brat who loves to interrupt!

Listen patiently to others when they are speaking, and don't always rush to interrupt.

Morgan put on a stern face, gave a word of advice, and then changed the subject.

"I wanted to tell you that I have other ways I can try."

As soon as he finished speaking, Morgan slightly flipped his wrist, and spatial power quietly surged in his palm, causing a bottle of clear blue potion to appear out of thin air.

Tiny specks of light swirled within the potion, like crushed stars, quietly contained within a transparent glass bottle.

Of course, this was the normal version of the Starlight Potion. She hadn't thought about turning Peter into her sister, since he had helped her before.

Besides, he's already lost enough...

……

Seeing Peter staring at the potion with a questioning look, Morgan spoke calmly:

"This is my second plan—the standard version of the Starlight Potion. It can soothe mental wounds and purify the corrosive energy hidden within the body, transforming it into pure energy that enhances strength..."

Upon hearing this, Peter's gaze fixed intently on the faintly glowing vial. His spider-sense suddenly became highly active, and every cell in his body seemed to be subtly restless, generating an intense craving for the potion from the bottom of his heart...

But the more precious something was, the less he dared to reach for it. Peter's eyes were full of hesitation, and he hesitated to take it.

"This potion looks very unusual; it must be extremely valuable."

Morgan immediately saw through his concerns: he didn't want to accept such an expensive gift for no reason and incur a favor.

Without a word, she stepped forward and shoved the Starlight Potion into Peter's hand.

"Take it. The potion is rare, but compared to the favor you did me by helping me get the Ark Reactor blueprints, this is nothing. You deserve it!"

Peter clenched his fist as his fingertips touched the cool glass bottle. He hesitated for a moment, but in the end, he did not refuse.

Holding this heavy medicine in my hand felt like grasping a sliver of hope.

"Thank you, Morgan."

Seeing Peter accept the potion, Morgan's tense expression relaxed, revealing a bright and sunny smile.

"It's okay, we're buddies. Here's the thing. Whether you use it or not, and when you use it, is up to you. Try to get through this. I hope it can help you get through this."

The sunlight from Kamar-Taj fell on Morgan's profile, and her stunning beauty momentarily stunned Peter.

Meeting that gaze, his ears flushed uncontrollably, and his heart began to beat faster for no reason.

He turned his head away in a panic, his eyes darting around, and his speech became hesitant and stuttering.

"I...I will."

Morgan: ...

Hey, what are you doing? I treat you like a brother, why are you blushing like a teapot?

She was completely unaware of how much her smile hurt the innocent Peter; she only felt a secret regret in her heart…

Damn it! I suddenly regret not giving him the soldier version of "Starlight Potion"!

Morgan glared at Peter helplessly and said speechlessly:

"Stop acting like an idiot in front of me, go find your best buddy Ned and go hang out!"

Peter snapped out of his daze, realizing he had just lost his composure. He awkwardly scratched the back of his head, said a brief goodbye to Morgan, and turned to walk quickly toward the training grounds deep within Kamar-Taj.

He had been carrying too many burdens in his heart and suppressing his loneliness for too long; he really needed to confide in his good brother Ned…

……

Peter walked through rows of mage apprentices practicing their arts and soon spotted a familiar figure on the high platform of the arena.

Ned, whom we haven't seen for a long time, has shed the naivety of an ordinary high school student and is no longer the apprentice who hangs out in the training field with everyone doing basic training.

With the power of Kamar-Taj greatly enhanced, coupled with his talent and diligent training, Ned has now grown into a level 9 Temple Mage.

He was already able to stand on the high platform and methodically guide his apprentice mages in basic spell training, his entire aura calm and experienced...

But when the serious Ned met Peter, he instantly seemed to lose his mind and showed a simple, honest smile.

Ned: Wait a minute? Why am I grinning like an idiot when I see him?

Even if the two are no longer high school students, and even if Ned loses his memory, when he sees Peter, Ned will still turn into that silly, chubby little guy.

The two, who hadn't seen each other for a long time, still had plenty of common topics to discuss when they were together, chatting about the latest happenings in the world.

Ultimately... Ned, who looks mature now, is still that high school student who yearns for adventure deep down.

"Hey, Ned, why is the top of your head all pointy? Have you been practicing too much lately?"

Looking at Ned's pointed head now, Peter couldn't help but joke.

"Get lost! What you're describing is clearly physical training, but I'm training in magic! Magic makes people smarter, okay?!"

I save the time I spend practicing magic, and by using that saved time to practice magic, I'll only become smarter and smarter. How could I possibly have a pointy head?

Peter: Oh no, bro, you've got it all figured out...!