Chapter 99 Private Purpose

Salomon called Sol "the idiot prince" or "the idiot prince", but in fact Sol was not stupid, he was just too lazy to use his brain. It can be solved with his hammer. If one hammer fails, then two hammers can always be solved.

Before Salomon was worried that Jane Foster was not interested in the sexy hunk Saul, so he prepared a bottle of love elixir, ready to find a chance to put this bottle of rose-colored liquid with heart-shaped bubbles floating in the two of them. in people's diet. But when he watched the whole process of Thor falling from the sky in the mirror dimension, seeing Jane Foster after being hit by a car, Salomon was relieved, because Jane Foster almost touched Sol The pectoral muscles are gone, is there anything wrong with this? In fact even Jane Foster's adorable busty trainee is hooked, because the allure of the muscular hunk is unmatched. As for whether Saul will take the bait, Salomon thinks that this guy who often lacks a string in his brain will bite even if he sees a hook.

All in all, this matter has nothing to do with him, but according to the content of the contract he signed with Nick Fury, in the case of a large-scale disaster on the magic side, and with Salomon's knowledge, Nick Fury must be notified in advance to protect the lives of innocent people. Since this contract was witnessed by Weissandi, the terms in it are also extremely fair, and neither Salomon nor Nick Fury can violate it—as for finding loopholes in the contract and distorting the interpretation of the terms, that is an act of lawful evil. Both Salomon and Nick Fury are familiar with this method, one is out of instinct, the other is through years of accumulated experience, no one is necessarily more innocent than the other.

The supreme mage let go of Salomon who was trying to be lazy, and the mystic immediately got into Bayonetta's apartment after getting the vacation permission, but Joan of Arc, who had just dealt with the bear child and the bear parent, was obviously not very polite to Salomon .

"I do all your laundry," said Joan, "I am not your servant, mystic!"

"I wash dishes too!" Salomon's eyes widened. "I also cook and mop the floor!"

"But when you were in school, Bayonetta and I could only see you twice a day! Noon and night. Should I still thank you for cooking for us?" Jeanne said loudly , unbuttoning his black tie. She was wearing a dark red suit today, but she was wearing nothing but a suit jacket on her upper body. Half of her full breasts were exposed, and the black tie was stuffed into the suit jacket, covering part of her beautiful skin. This elegant dress combined with her tall figure was also the source of her troubles today. Some teachers thought it was inappropriate for her to dress like this, but Joan of Arc, who didn't care about office politics at all, didn't take their advice and still went her own way.

"Then you can cook too!" said Salomon. "Where is Bayonetta?"

"She went shopping for groceries." Joan said angrily, "She knows you're going to come here for dinner tonight, and I rarely see that expression on her face! I warn you, you have to make her happy, Although she will definitely not admit that she is so happy because she saw you."

"I regard her as my family, maybe in the future." Salomon said, "but now, I am only fifteen years old."

"You can have children at the age of fifteen." Hearing Joan of Arc's words, Salomon rolled his eyes. He almost forgot that Joan of Arc had lived for more than 500 years. At that time, the phenomenon of getting married and having children during adolescence was innumerable all over the world.

"In this country, the age of majority is twenty-one," Salomon said. "I'm a law-abiding citizen."

"Heh!" Joan sneered, "I don't care about these things. Now, give me the Cheshire Cat, and you go and wash the dishes left over from the previous few days."

"You may not believe it, I have cleaned all the dishes." Salomon had ordered the invisible servant to clean the whole house before Joan came back, from the time he went to Asgard until he returned. Earth, for several days in a row, the sink has been filled with dirty dishes, which is completely intolerable to him.

"Very good." Joan of Arc took off her suit jacket and threw it on the sofa, as if she didn't care about the fact that she didn't wear anything at all. "By the way, I also washed my clothes."

"Next time we arrange a housework roster." Salomon picked up the clothes and went out, "Next time you wash the dishes, I will do the laundry. Now, you hurry to put on your pajamas, I don't want Bayunita to misunderstand What's up."

"Good evening, Joan of Arc. Good evening, little one." Bayonetta turned the lock and walked in, carrying a basket of vegetables and raw meat in her hand. Her gray eyes narrowed behind her glasses. "Oh? Did I miss something?"

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The dressing styles of the Americans and the British are very different. This gap is so big that even a white American can be easily distinguished on the streets of London. After all, there are not many people in the UK who can wear red checkered shirts and belts. Wearing a brown baseball cap. But in the United States, this kind of free-style dressing style is not uncommon. Salomon believes that this is because of American culture. He feels that Americans seem to be able to party everywhere, especially in rural towns in New Mexico.

This is a typical town built because of mineral resources, maybe because of coal, maybe because of gold mines, but in any case, when the company withdrew, the town went into irreversible decline. The economic recession led to the fact that the only bar in the town was opened 20 years ago. There are no strip clubs, no jobs, and young people can only be punks, wandering the streets and shops with nothing to do.

Perhaps because of the lack of entertainment, when the people here found a hammer that could not be lifted anyway, they quickly set up stereos and barbecue grills here, and some people drove trucks to move several cases of cold beer in the bar come over. They lined up, trying to pull out the hammer one by one, and it didn't matter if they failed, just drink a bottle of beer and try again.

Salomon was wearing a red holy cloth, sitting next to the grill, with a small stool under his buttocks, which was also brought by the locals. He came here to monitor the progress of the incident and have breakfast by the way. The people here are very friendly to him, perhaps because he is the youngest and speaks politely. Salomon, who has been treated kindly, has already eaten half of the sausage on the grill.

Overall, he is very satisfied.

As for what happened yesterday, it was just a joke made by Bayonetta. She would not think that Joan of Arc had anything to do with Salomon. The witch is very familiar with things like exposing her skin, so it is no big deal at all. . It's just that Salomon could only sleep on the sofa last night, and he didn't even have a cat to hug—it's too difficult to guess a woman's mind.

In fact, he had informed Nick Fury before coming here, and he told Nick Fury that the thing that fell from the sky had something to do with aliens and the magic side. Salomon's warning made Nick Fury's nerves collapse the most, because Salomon's whereabouts were exactly as he said, completely disappeared from the earth for a few days, and no cameras captured him. Nick Fury Only then did Fury believe that he had gone beyond the earth. And Nick Fury did not find anything from Howard Stark's box that Salomon might be interested in, which made him feel that things were a bit tricky, because it made him unable to figure out Salomon's thoughts.

This is a fatal intelligence gap, but due to the contract, Nick Fury can't ask other people for help, so he can only investigate independently. But now Tony Stark needs the documents in this box again, and his symptoms of palladium poisoning are getting worse and worse. The medicine given by Salomon can only temporarily relieve his symptoms. The super recovery potion was handed over to Natasha, and she was asked to pour it into Stark's vegetable juice, maybe Tony Stark would have died a long time ago-because that idiot is too stubborn, until now Don't go for hemodialysis, and even start to give up on yourself.

Salomon picked up a piece of sausage and stuffed it into his mouth again. He stood up and was about to leave, because with his own vision, he saw a black car parked here from a distance. The agent with a kind face stepped out of the car. Salomon didn't want to meet with the rest of S.H.I.E.L.D., he'd better leave as soon as possible. As for the hammer, he wasn't even interested in trying it, because even Captain America couldn't lift it this time. The spell on it was completely Odin's shady, and only Sol could lift it.

It's just a pity that the black uncle made the barbecue and iced Coke. Who knows if S.H.I.E.L.D. will confiscate the grill as well?

He also has a very personal purpose in killing time here, which is to wait for the town hospital to draw a tube of blood for Sol. That's the blood of Thor. If that thing is obtained by S.H.I.E.L.D., it is entirely possible to make a clone of Thor with their trouble-making ability. Salomon was ready to accept that thing without hesitation. As for the passage, he had to think again, but with his excellent necromancy, at worst he could make a flesh and blood golem that could release lightning, even without A mental golem might also be able to lift Thor's hammer.

That's a good thing, he's always been bitter about not having a golem to help him block the knife.

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"I didn't know there was beefcake for breakfast tonight (beefcake means stripper macho)." Darcie Louise watched Saul come out of the toilet with a T-shirt in one hand and his shirt off his waist. "He's still in pretty good shape for a crazy homeless bum," quipped.

This morning, they set off to the hospital in the town again, because Darcy found that the photos taken clearly showed a figure in the storm, and unfortunately, Jane Foster drove down the man again. Dude, Daxi even thought that she was really going to jail, but fortunately, that guy was fine. She also found that her mentor, Jane Foster, was absent-minded for the first time, frequently looking up at the tramp.

"I'm sure, her mind is definitely not on those data." Daxi said with a smile, "She has been vacant for a long time, and even homeless people don't mind."

"Darcy!"

"Sorry, sorry, hahahaha!"

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