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Chapter 96 Lynn: If you're missing a 'support,' you'll be king!

After the trip to Kamar-Taj, the huge weight on Lynn's heart was finally half lifted.

He is very clear.

As for the remaining half of the pressure—

It was none other than Captain Marvel, whom I had never met before.

This woman, who can dismantle warships with her bare hands and roam freely in space, is also a sword hanging over his head.

The fact that Fury has been able to tolerate things until now without completely breaking off relations likely means he believes that Earth is not yet facing a life-or-death crisis.

After all, even though many people have died in New York, it hasn't reached the point of being truly crippled yet.

Lynn knew it.

If we really wait for Captain Marvel to return from another universe—

There will inevitably be a tough battle between the two sides.

The final result —

Given his current strength, how much of a chance does he have of winning?

This is also why Vahne wanted to befriend Giichi.

However, Lynn temporarily put these worries behind her.

Several days have passed since the hearing ended.

To everyone's surprise—

For the past few days, New York has been eerily quiet.

Although Lynn still manages to garner a lot of attention online, with many people chanting "Slay the demon," the buzz hasn't died down.

Instead, it escalated and gradually expanded its influence.

His various misdeeds during this period were broadcast on television 24 hours a day without any censorship.

He was afraid the public wouldn't know how brutal Lynn was.

But at the same time, there is another voice on the internet.

Someone uncovered solid evidence that Ross framed Lynn and that Hopkins accepted bribes and fabricated evidence, exposing the inside story of the hearing. Countless netizens began to voice their support for Lynn.

He is hailed as a lone hero who tore away the fig leaf of American justice, and graffiti and support signs bearing his image have even appeared on the streets.

The wanted notice is still in effect.

Outside the Fisker Building, the surface was eerily calm.

However, it is within the range of Lynn's [Control Guard].

His vision clearly showed countless S.H.I.E.L.D. agents, military personnel, and police officers lurking in the shadows around the building.

They kept a close watch on his every move 24 hours a day, but no one dared to cross the line.

Lynn was happy to have some peace and quiet, knowing that the longer the peace lasted, the more intense the retaliation would be.

And it's not that S.H.I.E.L.D. and Congress, Fury and those people in Washington, that they don't want to take him down—

There has been no movement at all so far.

This can only mean that a big surprise is brewing.

Lynn saw this surprise as something that wanted to stop him—

The only options are to reboot Captain America and recall Banner.

Once Captain America has fully adapted to modern society, and once Dr. Banner arrives in New York, the Avengers will assemble.

Only after accumulating enough trump cards to counter him can a full-scale attack be launched.

Since that's the case—

Lynn shrugged and stretched.

Instead of being on edge every day waiting for war to break out, why not take this time to relax?

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, and soothing jazz music flowed gently through the outdoor café in Midtown Manhattan.

Lynn leaned back in the wicker chair.

Looking at the man sitting opposite her, she couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Wang was dressed in the most ordinary casual clothes, with a stern face, and his whole body seemed to say "Keep Out".

And a book he was holding in his hands.

It stood out starkly from the relaxed atmosphere around it.

Recently.

Following Gu Yi's instructions, Wang stayed in New York, becoming the only one who dared to openly seek out Lynn.

Although it is so open and aboveboard —

They never use the main entrance.

"Seriously, Your Majesty."

"You don't need to act like you're going to war every time you see me. I won't hurt you."

Lynn sipped her coffee and smiled as she spoke, but Wang didn't even look up, seemingly disgusted.

"The Venerable Master instructed me to keep an eye on you, lest you cause even greater trouble in New York."

"Staring at me?"

Lynn raised an eyebrow.

"Just by sitting in a coffee shop reading magic books and staring at them?"

"Otherwise what?"

The king finally raised his head, put down the book in his hand, and looked at him seriously.

"Do you expect me to sit outside the Fisker Building 24/7 and watch you and Frank?"

"I am the librarian of Kamar-Taj, not someone else's monitor."

Upon hearing this, Lynn couldn't help but burst into laughter.

He knew that this librarian of Kamar-Taj was never some rigid, old-fashioned pedant.

He appears serious on the surface, but harbors a dry sense of humor deep down.

Very pragmatic.

He also went to underground boxing rings with Bronsky to fight in order to make money, and in private he was a magic enthusiast who loved anything related to popular culture.

Such a person—

Lynn did want to try to bring him into the team.

After all, there are very few people around me now.

Frank is the most loyal knife, but he is too taciturn and has a strong bloodlust. He doesn't say a word more than necessary.

And Peter—

He has his own things to do, and it's not appropriate to get involved in this mess with him right now.

Not to mention Lynn didn't want to drag him into it either.

The team is indeed lacking a support like Wang, who can both fight and teleport teammates.

His personality can also help to balance out the dull atmosphere in the team.

And he, of course, belongs to the "top lane overlord".

Frank can only be considered a substitute or a jungler.

We're currently only missing a marksman and a mid-laner!

"Seriously, Wang, how about trying something different?"

Lynn leaned forward slightly.

They extended an olive branch to the king.

"Stop being a librarian in Kamar-Taj, come work for me. Name your price."

"The salary is ten times that of Kamar-Taj, no, a hundred times."

"Do whatever you like, according to your own wishes."

But when the king heard this, he just looked at him expressionlessly.

He spoke with a serious, stern face.

"You should ask the Supreme Master about this matter."

"If she agrees to this arrangement, I am not opposed to it; I will follow His Holiness the Venerable Master's wishes in everything."

Lynn heard this.

He was immediately choked.

Damn it, will the Ancient One let them go?

Moreover, Kamar-Taj isn't a place you can just go anywhere, and Lynn didn't want to wander around there casually.

Gu Yi could invite him, but he couldn't be ignorant of social etiquette. Wang picked up the black coffee in front of him and took a sip.

He immediately frowned, his face showing obvious disgust.

He put down his coffee cup, looked at Lynn, and his tone carried a hint of barely perceptible sarcasm.

"to be honest."

"I feel very uncomfortable sitting next to you."

"I don't understand. You're clearly in a lot of trouble, and countless people across America are watching you from the shadows, wishing they could grind you to dust. How can you still be here leisurely drinking coffee?"

The king's tone was full of confusion.

"I might become a target of your enemies as well. I don't want to become a household name like you."

At this point, he raised his hand and beckoned to the waiter not far away, his face still bearing that serious expression.

"Hello, my coffee is a bit weak, could you please add some sugar?"

"Also, get me the largest one of your signature Black Forest cakes from your display case."

As he spoke, he pointed to Lynn across from him.

I added a sentence.

"Please ask this gentleman for the bill and tip."

Lynn's face darkened as she looked at his self-righteous act of freeloading.

That really fits her public persona.

There's absolutely nothing wrong with it.

However, Lynn did not let Wang manipulate her.

He immediately moved his chair closer to the king.

He loudly called out to the customers who were staring at him, seemingly oblivious to their presence.

"My dear friend! How did you know I've run into big trouble lately?"

"It's so wonderful that you're willing to come and help me!"

"Thank you so much for your kindness. Don't worry, if anything happens, I'll definitely call you for help immediately!"

The surrounding guests immediately cast strange glances at them.

The two began to whisper to each other.

Wang's face darkened instantly. He gritted his teeth and glared at Lynn, lowering his voice.

"Before this, I thought it was a misunderstanding that the people called you a big devil, but now it seems—"

"You're not only a great demon, but your brain has also been corrupted by the dark dimension. You're truly despicable."

"Same to you."

Lynn smiled and sat back down, then picked up her coffee cup and clinked it against his.

"You eat my food, drink my water, and then you scold me? That's not fair of you, Your Majesty."

Just then.

The waiter brought over a large portion of Black Forest cake and placed it in front of Wang.

Wang's expression softened slightly as he looked at the cake in front of him, and he took a big bite with his fork.

A barely perceptible hint of satisfaction appeared on his face.

Seeing his expression, Lynn couldn't help but tease him.

"Seriously, what if one day I took over Kamar-Taj and became the Sorcerer Supreme—"

"The first thing I'll do when I take office is cut off the internet in Kamar-Taj. You're not allowed to connect to Wi-Fi or listen to music."

"That should be quite interesting."

Wang's hand holding the fork suddenly stopped.

He looked up at Lynn, who had a wicked grin on his face, and remained silent for a full half minute before finally uttering a sentence without any expression.

"You must be Dormammu incarnate."

Lynn couldn't hold back any longer and burst into laughter.

The surrounding guests also cast strange glances at them.

Sunlight streamed through the cafe's parasols, falling on the two of them. The jazz music continued to play softly, and the sweet aroma of cake mingled with the rich flavor of coffee, filling the air.

But nobody knows that just three blocks away in an office building, outside this leisurely coffee shop...

A dozen S.H.I.E.L.D. agents were watching the two people in the coffee shop through high-powered binoculars, their communicators transmitting images in real time to headquarters in Washington.

at the same time.

A bespectacled man, who looked rather weathered, slowly walked into the surveillance camera and into Lynn's line of sight.

He seemed to have a clear purpose as he walked straight across the street, through the crowd, and to Lynn's table.

Seeing that there was another guest present, he did not choose to leave, but instead pulled up a chair and sat down under the watchful eyes of the two guests.

"Waiter, could I have a coffee too?"

"Excuse me—are you Lynn?"

Lynn watched as the person in front of him drew closer and closer, and then there was that—signature buttocks.

He couldn't help but raise an eyebrow.

It really is round!

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