Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

"Is your world always so prosperous?"

"Prosperity? No, no, no, you may have misunderstood something, Gwendelin." He Shenyan was a little funny, and he continued: "What you see is only one side. Compared with the whole world, Gotham is the most special one.

.”

"Before this, Gotham was synonymous with evil. Their government - that is, the rulers, you can understand it that way. They even thought about whether to directly declare that Gotham no longer belongs to the United States."

"Does this change have anything to do with you?"

"I can't say that it has nothing to do with me, but I can't say that it's all my fault. After all, I just started it. Other things are done by themselves. As the saying goes, God helps those who help themselves...

Also, get ready, we're here."

When he finished speaking, the two of them were already standing on another piece of land.

In the distance are large mountains, the never-melting snow, the rolling lines and the blue sky together form this enchanting scene. In front of them is a castle, majestic and magnificent. The mage noticed,

Gwendelin's eyes were a little strange, it looked like she was missing.

"When the flames were still flourishing... Such scenes could be seen everywhere, but now." She stopped talking and shook her head.

She turned to another matter: "Have you always seen scenery like this during your travels? Although I am not familiar with the scenery of the world just now, I was quite shocked. But this place looks quite similar to Rodland.

There are similarities."

"Travel... ha, it doesn't matter if you call it that. Yes, I have seen many sights that ordinary people can't imagine."

"I have seen colorful rays bursting out from among the stars, dancing wildly in the dark universe. I have seen alien warships occupying half of the starry sky and firing together. Although their target is me, the scenery is actually not bad.

.....”

He seemed to have been opened up and began to talk endlessly. Gwendelin smiled and listened to his narration, completely regardless of the fact that she did not understand some of the terms, she just listened quietly.

After a while, the mage realized this problem and stopped: "If you are interested in these, I can tell you next time. As for now... let's go see if there is anyone in the castle.

Bar."

He moved his fingers, and the gate of the castle automatically lifted up, and the hinges of the suspension bridge began to rotate, making a creaking sound. The two stepped into the courtyard of Kaer Morhen, and what they saw was wildly growing weeds and twisted things thrown on the ground.

Training dummy.

The mage shrugged: "It seems they aren't here, so that's fine, I won't have to introduce you."

As he spoke, he suddenly realized that there was an ambiguity in his words, and quickly explained: "Ah, don't get me wrong, Gwendelin. I didn't mean that, I just don't know what identity I want to go in... Wait, why are you laughing?"

Gwendelin's white robe fluttered in the wind, and the two snake tails were tied into a knot behind her. She took off the golden helmet and held it in her hand. Something bright and shining in her eyes was slowly taking root. Her shallow dimples appeared as she smiled.

The meaning appeared on her face, and the mage suddenly had the urge to draw this scene.

Gwendelin smiled and pushed open the door of the hall and walked in. She did not tell He Shenyan why she was smiling, leaving him only with a mysterious figure from behind.

Watching her leaving figure, the mage didn't notice that he was also smiling. However, something else broke this peaceful scene.

"...Kratos, when did you come?"

The mage turned around, and a bare-chested bald bearded man stood behind him. The divine power from Seyani had just dissipated. Kratos replied expressionlessly: "Just arrived."

"......Did you hear that?"

Kratos hesitated for about two seconds, and he replied: "...No."

"I'll just pretend you didn't hear...how about that?"

The mage didn't say directly what he was asking, but both of them knew who he had to be - besides Yanzi, who else was worthy of his concern?

"She is fine, but the political situation in their country is not very good." Kratos replied expressionlessly. The words "political form" came out of his mouth, which surprised the mage, but he did not say it.

"Oh? Tell me about it?"

Kratos shook his head: "I don't know much about this, but I know that the war is coming soon."

"I don't really believe that Calanthe would start a war so easily...Although she is like an idiot when it comes to treating her daughter, she at least has some basic political skills and brains."

"I don't understand what you're talking about. I'm just a soldier. I can see the signs that the war is about to start, that's all. The number of guards patrolling the city began to increase, and the sound of training in the barracks outside the city became louder and louder day by day.

.This is all I know. If a war starts, what do you want me to do?"

The mage's face was expressionless, and his true thoughts could not be seen. He kicked the ball back calmly: "What do you want to do?"

"Stop the war."

"Would you mind giving me a reason?"

"A lot of people will die," Kratos replied.

"Then do it, stop the war - in any way you want, in any form."

Kratos nodded: "I will do it in your name."

"What? In my name?"

"The goddess said this would be good for your relationship with Yanzi."

"No, no, no, this is a deal between me and you, don't drag her into it. It doesn't matter who you do it in - even if you do it in the name of the Lord, I don't care, understand? But not in my name.

"

Kratos rejected him, and he was surprisingly stubborn in this matter: "My life belongs to the goddess, even if it is a deal between me and you. But I still obey her orders. What's more, this matter is not good for you.

Say there's no harm."

"Yes, there is no harm..." The mage rolled his eyes. Of course he knew that this matter was not harmful to him. It might even make the still young Yan Zi have a good impression of him, which would facilitate his future affairs. But he

Still have to refuse.

"I refuse just because there is no harm in it, Kratos."

Kratos touched his thick beard. On his pale skin, the red lines seemed to reflect the light in the sun: "You are afraid."

"What?"

"You're afraid of a little girl, mage."

"Hey, please explain it to me clearly... Why are you running? Come back!" Halfway through the mage's words, the portal composed of Seyani's divine power opened again. Kratos put down his right hand and took a piece of it.

The small pocket watch was put into his waist pocket, and there seemed to be a smile on his expressionless face.

At the last moment when he walked into the portal, he said: "You are afraid of that child, mage. Or, you are afraid of something else - am I right?"