Chapter 20 Do you think I'm doing this for Vibranium?

"Ahem!" King T'Chaka took a breath and coughed heavily to cover up his embarrassment. Every family has a tigress, and the king's family is no exception. A pregnant tigress must not be provoked! I'm in such a difficult situation!

"Later, I took the little guy home. The little guy froze in the snow for several hours that day and had a high fever. He almost died..."

Eric shed a few tears at the right time, his voice choked, as if he was very distressed about the little leopard's experience.

"So, it was Ni Jadaka who told you about Wakanda?" The old black man from the border tribe asked, his tone was stiff, and he was not moved by the little leopard's experience at all.

Eric could understand that when Ulysses robbed Wakanda, he detonated several bombs on the border. More than half of the people killed in Wakanda were from the border tribe. It would be strange if he could have a good face!

"Of course not, Your Majesty, please forgive me for being rude!" Eric's face became serious, and he bowed deeply to King T'Chaka. "The little guy stayed with me for a few days. He was already terminally ill at the time, and he only had a diary with him. I wanted to find the little guy's family, so I looked through his diary without permission. From there, I learned that there is such a brilliant civilization in the wild Kenyan grassland."

A royal guard stepped forward and handed the notebook in Eric's hand to the king. The king flipped through a few pages, recognized the handwriting of his brother, and sighed deeply.

"The little guy was recuperating at my place, but a few days later, a bastard came! It was this guy!" Eric pointed at Ulysses, who was thrown aside like garbage, with an extremely hateful expression, "This guy is so cruel that he broke in while I was not at home and wanted to kill the little guy!" "Fortunately, I forgot to bring a document, so I went home temporarily and saved the little guy." Eric finally finished making up the story and breathed a sigh of relief. The queen also let go of her worries, "Your Majesty, the world outside is very dangerous. I don't know how to deal with it. I know there are still many bastards like Ulysses staring at the little guy, so I have no choice but to send him back to Wakanda. Please forgive me! "

"Viscount Eric Lanshere, thank you on behalf of Wakanda!" The king stood up and saluted Eric again, "Ni-Zhuobu is my brother and a sinner of Wakanda..."

King T'Chaka told the story of Ni-Zhuobu helping Ulysses and killing his own people. Except for the queen and four tribal leaders who knew about this, everyone else looked at the king in shock.

"Ni-Zhuobu is guilty and has been executed. Please don't pursue my nephew for my sake, please!" After the king finished speaking, he looked around and slowly knelt down and lowered his noble head.

Everyone on the field suddenly became quiet. You looked at me, I looked at you, not knowing what to do.

The leader of the Frontier Tribe stood up, walked to the little leopard, and looked down at him, "Child, because of your father's betrayal, forty-seven people died in the Frontier Tribe. You must remember this number!" After that, he turned and left the palace.

King T'Chaka breathed a sigh of relief and slowly stood up. The Frontier Tribe, which suffered the most damage, had decided not to pursue the matter, so the matter should be considered over. He waved to the little leopard and said, "Child, come here. I am your uncle. I am sorry about your father's affairs, but you must understand that he must be responsible for his crimes!"

The little leopard glanced at Eric, and Eric nodded to him encouragingly. The little leopard then walked towards the king with a complicated expression.

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After the matter was said, the banquet officially began. Several maids carried plates on their heads to serve everyone various delicacies, including fresh fruits, various dishes, and sweet and mellow wines.

Eric looked at the dishes on the table and had no appetite. It was not that the dishes were bad. After all, this was the royal family. The dishes served were very exquisite, and even the fruits were precious varieties that Eric had never seen before. He lost his appetite because he couldn't do it!

Wakanda attaches great importance to its traditional culture, and various customs still inherit the habits of thousands of years ago, otherwise it would not use the cliff duel as a childish way to decide the ownership of the throne.

What do African blacks use to eat? Hands! They don't have chopsticks, nor knives and forks, which makes Eric, who has a slight mysophobia, really unbearable. Watching the black people around grabbing all kinds of food and stuffing them into their mouths, fruits, barbecues and so on are okay, but you also grab and eat rice, and it is also stained with very sticky soup, which makes Eric unbearable.

But he couldn't not eat, so he had to take some fruits that looked delicious to fill his stomach, and drink a few glasses with the black people around him from time to time.

After three rounds of wine and five flavors of dishes, the black people ate with oil in their mouths, but Eric became more and more nauseous. Finally, when the king was full and the food was removed, he felt better.

"Mr. Eric, thank you very much for everything you have done for Wakanda!" The king waved his hand to dismiss the guards, and asked the four chiefs and the queen to retreat. Eric immediately became energetic, and the business was finally coming!

"To express Wakanda's gratitude, I will personally give you a flying machine. How about it? The same one that brought you here today!" The king patted Eric on the shoulder and spoke very generously.

But Eric was not happy. What did he mean? He helped you so much, but you didn't even give him some vibranium? Yes, the flying machine was indeed very advanced, and a lot of vibranium was used on it, but what was the use of that thing for him?

Take it out to fly? He doesn't dare! What will he say if he is caught by Hydra or SHIELD? Did he sell Wakanda?

Put it at home as a collection? Is he bored?

Dismantle it to take out the vibranium? That way he can take more?

Besides, he, the dignified Magneto, needs a flying machine to fly? What a joke!

"Your Majesty, you may not know me very well. I have said it just now, I am a good person! I sent His Highness Ni Jadaka back because I hope he can be taken care of like a family here, and Ulysses, because he deserves his crime and must accept Wakanda's judgment! I have never thought of asking Wakanda for half a dime!"

King T'Chaka looked at Eric deeply, a little helpless, and sighed: "Okay, when you leave, I will allow you to take a batch of vibranium away. As long as you can take it out of the border, it's yours!"

"I can move the vibranium meteorite away in one piece!" Eric almost blurted it out, but fortunately he held it back with his strong will.

"Your Majesty, do you really think I do all this just for Vibranium?"

Grandpa Guo once said, you can't let them guess, or I won't buy tickets next time (-)_

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