Lord of Cinder in American Comics

Coulson opened the car door, jumped out, and stood in front of Natasha, blocking her way.

"What happened last time was not our intention; we truly forgot about your existence during that period."

Coulson was still explaining what happened before the dimensional invasion. Indeed, thanks to Constantine's little tricks, Natasha's presence was overlooked.

However, this argument is not convincing; abandoning comrades is a shameful act at any time.

Coulson was also quite troubled by Natasha's current behavior. After all, he was the team's manager.

“Natasha, this time you really have to do something.”

Before she finished speaking, Natasha delivered a powerful forward punch, slamming it into Coulson's abdomen. The intense pain caused Coulson to lose his balance and collapse to his knees in front of Natasha.

"Wait, stop."

Clutching her abdomen with one hand, she bent over, pressing her forehead against the ground, while reaching behind her with the other hand to prevent the other team members from getting out of the car from doing anything violent to Natasha.

After a long while, Coulson finally recovered. Struggling to his feet, he put on his harmless smile again.

The main purpose was to explain the mission documents and related matters to Natasha, hoping she could obtain more information from Constantine, and to get Constantine to bring S.H.I.E.L.D. into the Dragon Academy.

"It's worth noting that S.H.I.E.L.D. is now at its most critical point, and the turning point lies with Constantine. This mission has no choice but to succeed."

She pulled a carrot from her shopping bag, shook off the dirt, poked it at Coulson's suit, and then smeared a circle of dirt from the carrot tip onto the suit. Natasha said nonchalantly, "So what if we fail!"

"If we fail, S.H.I.E.L.D. may cease to exist, and we will all be wiped out."

Coulson's words may have sounded alarmist, but for Natasha, it was nothing short of a cataclysmic event.

After years of wandering, she finally found an organization that would accept her, and she finally had a place to stay.

If this place of refuge is dismantled, she will once again return to that lonely and helpless state.

Coulson seized on this point, using Natasha's greatest fears to force her to comply.

Natasha herself may not have realized that if she revealed herself to be the only bridge to Constantine, the Security Council might instantly elevate her to a high position.

However, the mindset of an agent makes Natasha unconsciously want to hide herself and avoid being exposed to the public.

This gave Coulson room to maneuver, using fear to break through Natasha's defenses.

After speaking with Coulson, Natasha didn't know how she got back to the storeroom. She walked aimlessly, thankfully without encountering any of the usual nighttime activities.

After hesitating at the door for a long time, Natasha took a deep breath to calm herself down and mustered up her courage before pushing open the door that she was already so familiar with.

Inside the storage room, as always, if you ignored Constantine, who remained motionless in the same position, the storage room was no different from an empty room.

After putting all the groceries in the kitchen and preparing them, Natasha cooked dinner as usual and then called Constantine over.

After the meal, Natasha took the initiative to clear the table, while Constantine, unusually, did not return to his bed but instead sat down and lit a cigarette.

"Your soul energy is disordered. What happened?"

Constantine's words made Natasha freeze in mid-air as she cleared the table, completely at a loss for words.

Just as Natasha was still hesitating, she heard Constantine say, "Since you took my wolf ashes, even if you are under my protection, there are few people in this world who can make me worry, not even Mephisto."

Listening to Constantine's arrogant and confident words, Natasha gained a little confidence.

"What if I let you go back to Dragon Academy?"

Natasha tentatively voiced her request, bracing herself for Constantine's wrath.

However, Constantine merely frowned, his gaze not on Natasha. He said nonchalantly, "Who told you I'm going back to Dragon Academy?"

As long as there is a willingness to communicate, it means there is still room for negotiation. In order to ensure the success of the mission, Natasha took out the mission documents and handed them to Constantine.

He held a cigarette in one hand and flipped through the document with the other. After finishing the last page, he closed the file and tossed it back to Natasha.

"I thought it was something serious, like a deal with the devil. These people have no brains at all."

Constantine hurled insults at the people and demons mentioned in the document, a self-deprecating act that was certainly not encouraged. But to an uninformed observer, however, this indignant tone appeared to be the proper attitude of a mage upholding dimensional security.

"Can you help us?"

Natasha spoke in the softest tone, using the gentlest words. But the seductive manner she usually used to extract information from the enemy was gone.

"Yes...but..."

This time, Constantine actually agreed immediately. Although there was still some hesitation in his tone afterward, this start already made Natasha overjoyed.

"Wait a moment, I'll let the person who can make the decision talk."

Natasha quickly dialed Coulson's number, conveying Constantine's willingness to negotiate.

Within minutes, there was a knock on the door of the storage room.

## Chapter 120: Dragon Academy is Recruiting (QQ Group Number: 483542220)

With a programmed smile, Coulson's face appeared before Constantine.

“Mr. Constantine…”

"Shut up, you who make deals with the devil."

From the very beginning, both sides started exchanging trash talk. However, it was mostly Constantine who was doing it.

“Oh, it’s worth mentioning that Natasha is also a trader, sir.”

Coulson became somewhat aggressive, trying to drag Natasha, who was standing next to Constantine, into the fray as well.

"The link to her disappeared the day before yesterday, and the demon will no longer come looking for her."

These words brought Natasha only joy. But Coulson interpreted them differently.

The day before yesterday, when he received the activation notice, Coulson excitedly went to Fury's office to inquire about the mission details and related matters.

However, just as he reached the door, Fury's biohazard alarm was triggered. The NBC-protected armored steel door blocked Coulson from entering.

After finally getting rid of the smell and residue on his body, and using countless disinfectants and deodorants, Fury reluctantly opened the door to his office.

From Fury, who was still covering his nose, Coulson learned the reason and objective of the mission, and on Fury's advice, he waited for the smell of disinfectant on his body to dissipate before carrying out the mission.

To get rid of the disinfectant smell, Coulson spent an entire day in the wind tunnel laboratory, blowing in the experimental wind tunnel to completely eliminate the odor. This delayed his visit to Natasha until today.

The day before yesterday happened to be the day Fury was forced to leave the meeting and the day Ash discovered the Greedy One.

"In other words, Ash's actions severed the connection, and this information must be conveyed to Fury. The priest has a way to stop the demons; his power extends far beyond what has been shown."

Concealing his true thoughts, Coulson shamelessly said to Constantine, "Although we had a misunderstanding before, we can still cooperate. Even sorcerers need resources, right? S.H.I.E.L.D. has the backing of the World Security Council, and the resources it can mobilize are enough to ensure that all sorcerers live a good life."

Unable to figure out what the wizard needed, Coulson probed Constantine's limits with the most ordinary language of inducement.

Although Constantine did provide information about the Crystal Lizards last time, S.H.I.E.L.D.'s satellites conducted a comprehensive scan of Earth but failed to find any clues. It wasn't until the dimensional invasion that they realized the Crystal Lizards might also be in another dimension.

"Give up your probing; it only disgusts and reviles me."

He threw a lit cigarette butt at Coulson, watching Coulson nimbly dodge it and block the gun barrel of the special forces member behind him.

“Our cooperation can be built on many fronts, requiring only a tiny bit of intelligence from you.”

Constantine lit another cigarette, exhaled a smooth smoke ring, and watched it slowly rise and dissipate on the ceiling before casually saying, "For example?"

"For example, what does it take to become a magician: talent, willpower, learning ability, or something else?"

"hehe."

Constantine chuckled and said, "Then listen carefully, becoming a magician requires a robust physique."

Coulson continued, picking up where Constantine left off, saying, "That's for sure, everyone needs it."

"And you must be proficient in one-handed swords, two-handed swords, two-handed greatswords, shield mastery, charging, whirlwind slash, and be able to wear heavy armor."

"Is this something a monk is supposed to learn?"

Hearing Constantine's explanation, Coulson couldn't help but ask his own question.

However, Constantine instantly conjured a deep blue magic sword, pointing it at Coulson. Coulson immediately shut his mouth and made a zipping motion to close his lip.

"After learning these, you will be able to learn the most basic and mysterious light magic."

Finally, he heard the most important part, recalling the information about Constantine in Natasha's report. Coulson asked, "Is it some kind of magic like invisibility?"

Invisibility was the first spell Constantine learned, which he revealed himself to have learned during the dimensional invasion battle, and Natasha meticulously recorded it in her report.

However, after hearing Coulson's words, Constantine looked at him as if he were a fool.

"You can't even walk yet, and you want to learn to fly? Your first spell is illumination!"

"But isn't what you learned about invisibility?"

"I'm a genius, are you? Are you guys? Or is it that guy in your earpiece? Is he really an incompletely evolved life form, a kindergarten-level elementary school student, a genetically mutated alien, a frog-headed person with Mongolosis? How did your teachers produce such an idiot?"

Constantine sneered at the group of people in front of him, spewing insults. But no one dared to refute him, after all, the hope of the mission still rested on Constantine.

Finally, after Constantine finished describing Coulson in various ways, everyone's ears could finally have some peace and quiet.

After taking a sip of water to moisten his throat, Constantine was about to continue his description when Coulson interrupted him.

“Mr. Constantine, we can discuss any opinions later. Now, can we reach a deal? You can make any requests you have. After all, you still need to return to Dragon Academy…”

Coulson's words seemed to serve as a wake-up call for Constantine.

"Dragon Academy's admissions are about to begin. If you have any outstanding talents to bring, Dean Obek will be very happy to see fresh blood join the school."

Dragon Academy is recruiting! Perhaps this is the big event about Dragon Academy that the Greedy One was talking about. After all, it's a magic school, and recruitment is definitely a crucial part of it.

Faced with such important news, Coulson asked in great detail, "So, what are the requirements for the students?"

"do not know."

"You're a magician, how could you not know?"

"I am a genius. The Dragon Academy found me on its own initiative, not the other way around. Besides, I only studied under Dean Obek at the Dragon Academy. I don't even know how many teachers there are."

Constantine's words about Versailles caused Coulson immense pain. He didn't know any admissions standards; that was something Fury should worry about.

"And what about time? You must know about time, right?"

“A week later, special envoys will come to pick up these trainees from any mountain with an altitude of over 6,000 meters.”

Having received the information, Coulson returned to Fury's office without delay and told Fury the intelligence in person.

After finishing his report, Coulson hesitated before saying, "I think Constantine has a big problem."

Fury looked at Coulson, who was standing in front of the desk, with his only intact eye, his eyes full of questioning, as if to say, "Why?"