Serious person, who is learning magic in Marvel?

Finn returned to the station in a daze. He was not good at thinking, but he was good at listening. Even so, Alyona's long list of almost endless speculations still gave him some ideas in a short period of time.

Can not accept.

The female captain told him seventeen possible development routes for this matter, but Finn didn't write down any of them. In the end, she gave up and simply told Finn, just go back and tell your wolf master, and don't think about anything else.

Already.

That's right. Why make it so complicated? Finn thought. If you have something to say, just say it. If you don't like it, just fight.

However, before doing this, he still needs to deal with a more urgent and important matter.

Standing in front of the station door, he carefully observed the silver metal door. After making sure that the door was closed tightly, he asked Wen Zhen to unlock the door.

This is the experience brought by many lessons. He is in charge of a group of blood claws, and they are not very obedient.

It is the nature of the Bloodclaws to be keen on challenging authority - and the nature of the wolves. The strong must always ensure that they are not knocked to the ground by sneak attacks and challenges, and there is an endless stream of challengers.

Finn had the foresight to not step in immediately, and his choice was right.

After the few Blood Claws who were hiding behind the door waiting for him to return found that they could not sneak up on him, they simply walked out from behind the door frame and slowly surrounded him.

All of them were holding blunt practice swords in their hands. None of them were wearing armor. They all had a common crimson tattoo on their exposed arms and chests. They stared at him maliciously.

This means that they all come from a tribe on Fenris named Broken Tooth. There may be hundreds of similar names. The history of Fenris is so long that it can bury many things, and the fatal change of seasons can also take away many lives.

Even in Ete, many places collapsed in the floods caused by the change of seasons, or were buried due to disrepair. The slaves who passed down knowledge from generation to generation and lived with them in Ete could not repair it.

In this way, as the centuries passed, Aite gradually became smaller and smaller.

Some say this is a sign that the end is approaching.

Finn doesn't care about this. His own tribe has long since disappeared in Fenris' dangerous seasonal changes, and he is the last survivor.

Since then, he no longer cared about these small settlements and ominous omens. The prophet in the tribe at that time said that they would survive the cold winter. Finn watched his mother freeze to death in the snowstorm, and then

It's my father and my cousin.

The leader of the Blood Claws has long red hair, which is so thick that he hardly looks like a human being. He is laughing non-stop at the moment, looking absolutely stupid.

"Hey, Finn." The redhead grinned, and the sword in his hand flew up and down with his movements. "How's it going outside?"

"You have to call the boss, and this is none of your business."

Finn looked indifferently at this little cub who knew nothing about the world - the Bloodpaws were still too young, so they would make many mistakes. All wild wolves have experienced this moment.

They grow up with violence and use violence to maintain their lives, and the urge to kill will follow.

Only older wolves can control this impulse. However, no matter what, the best they can do is control. Sometimes, this impulse will turn into undissipated rage and consume themselves.

...and the Bloodclaws...naturally haven't learned this skill yet. However, this is also good. They are very naive and young, and they don't know that death will definitely come. At best, it will only be postponed.

Finn was better, but not much. He knew this, but he didn't want to pay attention. The sharp canine teeth had already poked out of his lips: "Get out of the way, or I will beat you until you pee blood for the next week."

"

"Oh, what you said is really scary."

The redhead licked his lips and showed a provocative smile with satisfaction: "I don't think you have the ability to do this, Finn, they all say you got lucky and became a gray hunter.

I think so. What do you think?"

The Bloodclaws burst into laughter.

The young wolf sighed softly and stretched out a hand like lightning.

He grabbed the hilt of the red-haired sword, rotated it, and exerted force. The red-haired man tried to wrestle with him, but at the critical moment, Finn pulled the hilt hard.

However, it only took a simple trick to get his weapon out of his hands. Bloodclaw's face turned red, and the shame and anger of having his weapon taken away were superimposed on each other. He let out a low roar and raised his right fist high.

So young, they actually wanted to have a fair one-on-one fight.

Looking at the bloody claws standing behind the red-haired man, Finn smiled.

Without even looking at the red-haired man, he raised his foot and put it on his knee. A clear sound of bone cracking was heard, and the young Bloodclaw fell down with a miserable cry, but Finn did not let him go.

"I told you, little brat of the Broken Tooth tribe, if you provoke me again, I will break your legs. I hope you remember this. Finn Howling never lies, do you understand?"

After saying that, he put his foot on his broken knee, exacerbating his pain, and then added a fierce kick to his nose, causing the bloody claw to faint.

"Why is the corner of his eye bleeding?" asked a Bloodclaw.

His words were actually conservative. The red-haired face was covered with blood. Finn smiled and threw the blunt sword at their feet: "Don't worry, he will be fine."

Yes, he'll be fine - if he's not dead, he always will be.

Medical?

The wolves don't need that kind of thing. Bloodclaw, who can't survive a fight, might as well just die. Going to the battlefield will be a waste of time.

"Is anyone else coming here to question my authority?"

Finn asked again: "I don't mind taking over Pastor Wolf's place when he is not here to teach you brats who still smell like milk to respect your leader. Seriously, how many times have you been beaten?"

Yeah, why don’t you always have a long memory?”

The Bloodclaws didn't respond to his words. They looked at each other and then simply pounced on him.

"Finally, I'm smart." Finn grinned. "Next time, remember to do this from the beginning."

Three minutes later, they fell to the ground in confusion. The worst one covered his crotch and kept screaming. He was kicked in the vital part. Not only that, Finn also touched him after he fell to the ground.

One kick.

Seeing that he was in such pain, the wild wolf kindly punched him in the jaw, causing him to fall into a peaceful sleep.

"You're welcome."

.... The young wolf grunted, and a gray hunter passing by smiled approvingly at him and raised the mead in his hand.

"Want a drink, Finn?"

"Thanks, Gray Fang, but I still have something to do. Save it for later. We will always have a chance to have a drink."

Gray Fang grinned: "You are right, by the way, there is a banquet going to be held in the conference hall. If you want to eat something, hurry up. The Blood Claws are also there, and they will snatch everything away.

"

"I'd love to have some barbecue...but I've got things to do."

Gray Fang shrugged: "Then I wish you good luck, Finn Howling."

After saying goodbye to him, Finn walked straight towards the station. After passing through several winding corridors, he finally arrived at the parliament hall.

The wolves decorated this place faster than he thought. Even though it was just a temporary residence, the wild wolves still arranged thick fur carpets and hung weapons on the walls. Moreover, some people had already begun to pour mead.

It's been moved.

These tasks were all done by slaves in the past, but they didn't bring any slaves this time.

"Tsk..."

Finn took a greedy look and forced himself to look away from the wine barrels made from the vertebrae of the Kraken sea monster.

Mead must use this material to preserve it for a long time. After all, although it is called mead, it is actually extremely corrosive. Those that are too strong can even be used as poison. Only such wine can make them feel a little bit.

Really exciting.

The genetically modified superhuman body has brought a lot, but also taken away a lot.

He continued to walk inside - the station was very large, but according to his wolf master Crom Longsight, in recent times, the wolf masters would only stay in their separate banquet halls to talk about things. That place is very good

Yes, you just need to walk a little further, and you don't even need to turn.

"So, if you, you bastard, come to me again for something, just remember the way, understand?" That's what Crom said at that time, scolding him in a very affectionate tone.

Finn didn't think so and rushed back. As a result, he was knocked upside down by Crom Longsight. His jaw was dislocated, his nose was broken, and four fingers on his right hand were also broken.

"Old bastard..."

He muttered and walked towards the banquet hall according to the route in his memory. There were two rows of wolf guards standing at the door, some of them were standing guard solemnly, and more of them were twitching their noses. There was a sound coming from the banquet hall.

The smell was so fragrant that they were obviously attracted to it.

"Isn't this the boy who had a fight with his wolf master? What are you doing here?" A wolf guard asked him, grinning non-stop when asking, which made Finn a little annoyed with him for no reason.

"...There's something, something important." Finn said angrily. "You'd better let me in. I have to report this matter to old Crom."

"No, boy, the wolf masters are eating inside. This will let you in, and I will probably have to be hung up and whipped afterwards."

"If you don't let me in, they may beat you even worse afterwards."

"Who are you coaxing?" Wolf Guard made an insulting gesture at him. "Get away, kid, there is also a banquet in the hall. If you want to eat and drink, go there, don't make it difficult for yourself.

"

.... Finn sighed, and for the first time he began to feel a little dissatisfied with the atmosphere of his regiment. He liked to fight and joke around, and he did not need to live such a solemn life when communicating with anyone. However, this atmosphere also has disadvantages.

of.

For example, when he tried to talk business, the elders would just think he was trying to make a joke or play a prank. The Blood Claws all liked to do this, and he had just left the Blood Claws not long ago. In their eyes, I'm afraid

No different than Blood Claw.

Patiently, Finn said again seriously: "It's really important, you have to let me in."

Wolf Guard didn't laugh this time.

He stared at the young wild wolf, carefully observing every detail on his body, even the relics of old Tobien. After a long time, he nodded.

"Let him in." Wolf Guard said. "I don't smell lies from him - maybe it's because my nose is finally getting old. In short, boy..."

He laughed again and reached out to pat Finn on the shoulder: "You better not lie to me, otherwise I will be very angry."

Just like that, he entered the banquet hall. To be precise, he was pushed in by the wolf guards.

This place is much smaller than the hall. After all, there are only twelve alpha wolves, so they don't need a large space.

There is basically no decoration here, and it still maintains the bright silver style that Finn doesn't like - it's the same for wolves, they like a dirty, warm lair rather than a neat and bright one.

There is also a place for a big light ball on the head.

"Chrom, is that the kid you had a fight with some time ago?"

Bran Redmaw, the chief wolf of the Crimson Maw Company, asked. He happened to be sitting where he could see Finn walking in, so he asked the question directly, with a look of watching a show on his face.

.

Crom Longshi glanced up and sighed impatiently. He put down the tender and juicy barbecue in his hand, wiped his hand on the animal skin on the table, and then moved toward

Finn waved.

"What do you want to do with me again? Damn it, let it go immediately." When he said this, he rubbed his nose - Finn was a little happy for this, which proved that he had left a small child for the wolf master last time.

The little gift is still there.

Yes, you broke my nose, dislocated my jaw, and broke four fingers, but I didn't make it easy for you either.

He wanted to speak directly, but Crom Longsight raised his hand to signal him to wait. The Wolf Lord sneezed and said casually: "If you have something to say, just say it directly, don't beat around the bush like last time, you idiot.

If I had told you that you were going to find Captain Alyona, would I have stopped you?"

"Ruth is back." Finn nodded and said submissively, feeling a sense of mischievous joy in his heart.

The noisy banquet hall fell silent in an instant. The wolf masters looked at the young gray hunter with strange eyes, some of them had particularly interesting eyes. This strange silence even lasted until the alpha wolf spoke.

Logan Greenham.

He moved his neck with interest, but did not deny or question immediately. Instead, he picked out a large piece from the barbecue with a smile, picked it up with a knife and fork and threw it over. Finn reached out and held it accurately.

The juicy piece of barbecue was swallowed whole immediately.

…."Where did you get the news, kid?" asked the alpha wolf. His voice sounded like low thunder, echoing in the banquet hall.

"From Captain Alyona Anastasia."

"Where did she know that?"

"She met Ruth, the alpha wolf."

A burst of discussion immediately broke out among the wolf masters, but Greenum remained unmoved. The alpha wolf raised his right hand, and the aftermath of the argument immediately subsided.

Then, he stood up - only at this time did he truly look like the legend who had been fighting endlessly for seven hundred years.

His hair was gray, and his face was full of traces of aging. But his posture was not crouched at all. He walked slowly in front of Finn, so close that Finn could even smell the liquid in his mouth.

The smell of barbecue lingers.

"I'm going to tell you something next, kid. But before that, I need to know your name."

"Finn Howling."

"Very well, Finn Howling. Listen...we actually know this."

What?

Finn looked at the alpha wolf in astonishment. The dignity and solemnity on the latter's face gradually turned into an uncontrollable laughter, as did the wolf masters. Together, these violent laughter almost overturned the roof of the banquet hall.

After a while, after the laughter finally subsided, Grimna patted Finn on the shoulder: "Boy, we knew it a long time ago!"

"But, but - no, how come you...?"

"I can't tell you the specific situation." Greenham smiled at him. "But we just know, and you'd better keep your mouth shut. Don't talk about it everywhere. Understand.

? We are all looking forward to seeing their surprised expressions when the time comes."

"As for you, Finn boy, I'm afraid I have to ask you to make another trip. Go and tell the respectable female captain that she has been invited to a banquet - it has something to do with Ruth. If she doesn't want to come

You just kidnap her here, understand? She has to come."

He winked at Finn meaningfully, and the young wolf looked at him blankly, as if he didn't understand what he said at all.

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"Are you sure I'm on the right track?"

Leman Russ asked quietly.

"I can't make mistakes." Wen Zhen said.

"I have gone through tens of thousands of calculations before answering you. It is run and calculated through the built-in underlying logic. This is already the shortest route. If you are too slow, you can teleport, Leman Russ."

"...Okay, okay, you are awesome." Ruth said angrily, while huddled in the corner of the corridor to avoid a transport truck. The driver was a military affairs official with a grimace on his face, and behind the car

The ones on display are all new-style power armor.

The Wolf King glanced at those baby bumps with greedy eyes. He sighed regretfully and asked again: "Has Robert replied?"

"No, but he set up an automatic reply. Do you want to listen?"

"Let it go." Russ said as he walked. The invisibility spell made him walk in this spacious corridor as if he was in a deserted place, and no one could see him.

After a buzzing sound, he heard the familiar voice of Robert Guilliman, with a hint of anger.

"I won't talk to you anymore, Ruth. I know what you want to do. I'll give you the last five days. If you still plan to stay on the space station to drink, I will go there and drag you back in person."

Leman Russ curled his lips - why are you being so serious?

If you don't want to say it, don't say it. Anyway, my matter is indeed almost finished.

He continued to move forward in silence. The lone wolf was about to return to the wolf pack, and there was some nostalgia on his face. He didn't know whether this wolf pack he had never met before would welcome him, and he didn't know what they looked like now. Leman Lu

Si doesn't know anything, only one thing is clear.

He couldn't wait any longer.

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