Lord of Cinder in American Comics

Ash said impatiently, "Your daughter's name is Morgan. Don't bother me!"

How did you know? I haven't even told you yet!

Stark jumped up from the sofa, looking at Ash in surprise, then his intelligence took over in an instant, and he asked, "How do you know it's a girl? Pepper only just found out she was pregnant, and the ultrasound couldn't show any organs yet..."

"Oh, oh, oh! I forgot you're a priest, you have theological methods. Morgan! What a good name, just like I thought. How about little Morgan recognizes you as his godfather? But Pepper has already convinced the Fire Keeper."

Where should she attend primary school? Will she be bullied? Or should we hire a tutor, but would that rob her of the joys of childhood?

What about her studies after that? Should she go to college, Yale or Stanford? Maybe I should start donating to various schools now to try and secure a good spot. But how could my Stark child possibly fail to get into college?

By the way, Ash, what do you think about sending her to a seminary? With you around, maybe she can even go to Lothric? There are already Logan's kids there, aren't there? That way she won't be bullied...

Ash! Ash! Say something!

After his initial surprise, Stark started rambling on again, making Ash, who was sitting next to him, want to suffocate herself with a pillow.

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Chapter 412: Time to Collect Debts

After a series of battles, everyone needs rest, but the problems revealed by these battles have kept some people up at night.

For the World Security Council, the Chiritar invasion was all too commonplace after the defeat of the cosmic monster Ghidorah.

When they first saw the portal, everyone was on high alert, constantly on guard against the invasion of the cosmic army.

But? That's it?

The enemy was just a force traveling in small airships. Although they had semi-mechanized bodies, they couldn't withstand a .50 bullet.

Originally, in order to stop the enemy, the World Security Council urgently mobilized several small nuclear weapons and, relying on Mothra's connections, temporarily hired several Titans.

But before the Titans could even make a move, the area around the portal was suppressed by close-in weaponry and heavy firepower. This continued until the whale-like creatures' spaceships broke through Earth's defenses.

Even those massive, whale-like spaceships couldn't withstand the relentless bombardment of missiles. Even Clint, wielding the Dragonbow, managed to shoot one down with a single arrow.

A cosmic army? A cosmic army using single-shot energy weapons, without heavy firepower?

Earthlings still can't understand how battles in space could be like this; their military development is too bizarre.

However, after seeing Hammer's incredible performance before he was stabbed in the kidney, that thought disappeared.

As a prince of Asgard, his strength is so formidable that his individual power is enough to influence the entire course of a battle. Therefore, it's understandable that his large-scale armies are somewhat weak. After all, they only need the ability to maintain order.

As the front lines were pushed all the way to the portal, the tide of battle turned, and the entire Earth awaited the portal to deliver supplies. After all, single-person pilotable airships, energy weapons, and even the bio-modified whales were excellent research equipment.

Humans and the Chiretas are separated by space, with the humans frantically recording astronomical data from the other side in an attempt to determine just how far away this enemy is from Earth.

The two sides remained silent. Earth's hospitality was too much for the Chitauri to bear, so they could only leave behind their meager possessions and depart in silence.

Geralt is currently in a SHIELD hospital room, having a nurse remove the bandages from his face.

Spending time in Ghidorah's digestive fluids caused Geralt's body to suffer severe corrosion. When Geralt crawled out, his hands, still covered in the digestive fluids, could erode a large hole in a building when pressed against it.

Upon seeing Geralt remove his bandages, Hill casually picked up a mirror from the side.

This little gesture, of course, did not escape Geralt's eyes.

"let me see……"

The demand was unquestionable, and Hill sadly handed over the mirror.

Looking in the mirror, Geralt rubbed the right side of his face, his tone unreadable, and said, "This scar would be even better if it were more regular. A man's scars should be shown..."

Hill sighed inwardly. Those weren't scars at all; they weren't scars covering the entire body. Scars on the body could be covered with clothing, but the disfigured right half of Geralt's face had transformed his original tough-guy charm into that of a terrifying killer.

Hill said casually, "Don't worry, I can arrange the cosmetic surgery right away..."

Geralt shook his head and said, "To an ordinary person, he might not even be able to break my skin with an axe..."

"Then let's try other methods. It's said that the Dragon Academy has a way to regenerate limbs, and S.H.I.E.L.D. could..."

Before he could finish speaking, Geralt waved his hand to interrupt Hill, saying, "Then we need to offer our faith to Rosalia, the Mother of Rebirth. As guardians of Farron and sharers of wolf blood, we have only one faith."

Geralt got out of bed, removed the bandages from his body, and instead of wearing his usual leather armor, changed into the Immortals' uniform, covering his face with the collar.

Geralt's actions spoke volumes about the scars he seemed to disregard.

"Was Lucatier like I am now back then?"

Hill didn't quite hear Geralt's whispered words and asked, "What did you say?"

Geralt pulled up his right collar, then looked towards the wall and said, "It's nothing, we have some friends visiting..."

Friends? To S.H.I.E.L.D., greedy people are only creditors, how could they be friends?

Outside Loki's cell, the Greedy One greeted Loki through the cell door.

"See? I told you, the best time to call in troops is when both sides are locked in a stalemate."

Loki glanced at the greedy ones outside the door, then turned back to stare at the wall. How could he have known these Chiritars were so weak? Every Asgardian soldier was capable of taking on a hundred men single-handedly. How come they were all just there to make up the numbers outside?

Unwilling to respond to the greedy, Loki lay on his bare bed, staring blankly at the ceiling made of explosives above him.

It's unclear whether it was Ash's idea or if this strategy was genuinely effective. Loki's cell was based on the Bureau of Control's initial imprisonment strategy.

A single, cast-in-place cold-pressed steel cage, containing explosives and various sensors; if any link in the chain fails, Loki will face nothing but an on-the-spot explosion.

Regardless of whether there will be any unexpected events, the World Security Council will not have a favorable attitude towards aliens like Loki who send enemy troops to Earth.

Moreover, this attitude towards Asgard's focus on Loki could give Earth more initiative.

The greedy man saw the camera turning around and politely greeted it. He then asked Loki, "Did you really stab Thor in the kidney? Aren't you afraid Thor will be unable to have children in the future?"

Loki hadn't considered this problem either. The Asgardian martial arts he learned involved attacking the enemy's most vulnerable spots. He was used to stabbing Thor a few times when he was a child, so why would he have all sorts of problems now that he's grown up?

Suddenly, the Greedy One gaped open and exclaimed in surprise, "So that's it! You want Thor to have no descendants so you can rightfully become the uncrowned king of Asgard! Maybe even go further and become his successor! Brilliant, truly brilliant!"

The greedy man's confident assertion made Loki begin to doubt whether he himself had such intentions.

But that's Thor, his brother, his beloved family and friends! Uh... I think I was adopted?

"Hmph! A boring trick..."

Caught in a dilemma, Loki saw the Greedy One's mocking gaze, turned his head away with a touch of arrogance, gave a cold snort, and stopped responding to the Greedy One's words.

"How about this, I'll give you a big gift, maybe it'll make you feel better when you get back to Asgard..."

The greedy man took Loki's silence as an agreement.

The greedy one, turning back, also saw Hill approaching; now it was time to collect his debts.

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Chapter 413: A Guy Worth Being Fooled

Like meeting an old friend after many years, the greedy man opened his arms, ready to give the arriving representative of the World Security Council a hug.

Although the council representative had prepared himself mentally, the tension and fear he felt upon seeing the demon's enthusiasm made him unable to move.

However, the greedy man simply stood beside him, clicking his tongue and shaking his head.

"Tsk tsk, where are my things..."

The greedy person's directness caused the representative to hurriedly step aside and reach out, guiding the greedy person to their destination.

Patting the representative on the shoulder, the greedy man said, "You're very efficient. Want to work for me? Three days on, four days off, no performance pressure, and you'll even get a wonderful visit from a succubus ghost on holidays."

Upon hearing about these benefits, the council representative's throat bobbed in and out. Although he secretly wished for such a powerful backer, the various protective gear he was wearing brought him back to reality.

If you agree to the greedy person's request, the five people behind him will make him disappear from the face of the earth, without even the chance for his soul to go to hell.

The greedy man watched him grit his teeth and remain silent, then stuffed a business card into his shirt pocket.

"Let me think about it..."

Watching the greedy man's departing figure, the council representative took out a tissue to wipe the cold sweat from his forehead. Just as he took out his business card and looked at it clearly, his trembling hand dropped the card on the ground.

The sign read: 'Please ensure you are condemned to Hell after death; register at the Office of the Demons of Izzaris.'

Upon arriving at the place where the Cosmic Cube was stored, the Greedy One looked at the Cosmic Cube before him but did not immediately make a move.

Hill looked at the hesitant greedy man and asked, "This is indeed something we got from Loki. You don't need to worry about us forging it. After all... you know everything, don't you?"

Hill's veiled references were practically a direct 'We know you know the Rubik's Cube is in Loki's hands.'

After all, the Greedy One's every move was too perfectly timed; he not only brought information about the behemoth but also revealed Loki's later methods. This sparked dissenting voices within the World Security Council, who were already preparing to award the demon before them a medal.

Compared to the actions of the greedy in the past, this demon who can buy on credit and even provides free information makes his identity truly suspicious.

Could this be the true guardian of Earth?

Hill watched as the greedy man picked up the Tesseract, tilted his head back, opened his mouth to a terrifying degree, and then released his grip.

The Cosmic Cube, under the influence of gravity, simply fell into the mouth of the greedy.

With a gurgling sound, the greedy man heard something fall from his stomach, then he twisted his waist as if putting something into a fixed position.

Rubbing his belly, the greedy man said with satisfaction, "The deal is done. How many months until we meet again? Let me calculate..."

The Greedy One counted on his fingers and said, "The previous intelligence about Fury cost me three months. Then I saved the Earth several times in secret, so add that all together. Alright, see you in three thousand years!"

The greedy man walked out satisfied, but Hill, who heard this, was far from calm. Three thousand years? Paying off a mortgage since the Western Zhou Dynasty?

Hill, gripping the Gothichilt sword, stood in front of the greedy one and said, "The agreed-upon three months, this is the agreed-upon deal!"

The Greedy One deflected Hill's blade with a finger and said nonchalantly, "Alright, alright, just kidding... Besides, if I wanted to back out, could you stop me?"

Hill felt a chill run down his spine at the sight of the greedy man's smiling face.

Everyone involved in the transaction knew that handing over such a priceless treasure as the Cosmic Cube to a greedy person was definitely not a good idea.

However, the original deal involved a group of five, who represented too many conflicting interests and could not be abandoned.

No wonder the greedy person chose a group of five as their trading partners; if it were them, they probably would have been sacrificed long ago.

Hill felt a strange sadness in his heart, but the mission still had to be completed.

Hill gritted her teeth and said, "For the next three months, just in case, you must be under the supervision of S.H.I.E.L.D.

By saying this, Hill was prepared to fall out with those driven by greed. Regulation or surveillance was irrelevant; the attitude of the World Security Council was paramount.

But to everyone's surprise, the greedy person agreed immediately.